Now that the forces of the Western Desert are already in a situation of falling apart, they cannot pose a threat at all, as the so-called capture of the thief first captures the king, the five holy lords have fled in a hurry, and I am afraid that they will not have the courage to return to the Western Desert.

Therefore, the Five Holy Lands will naturally become a group of stragglers, and the dragons will collapse after they have no leader, after all, they don't want to follow the Western Desert to destroy themselves.

The overall area of the Western Desert is vast, and its number can be hundreds of millions, Dongzhou will definitely not strangle everyone, if they give in, they will definitely fall lightly.

Now the tide has passed!

Only the Lord of the Western Desert is resisting stubbornly, and at the moment he is the only chance for the Western Desert to turn the tables in a desperate situation.

However, the moves performed by the wind phoenix became more and more powerful, and even faintly there was an indelible extreme fire, and the sparks continued to burst out, shaking the hands of the Western Desert Lord, and blisters were grinding out on his hands.

The original situation has changed, and Fenghuang has directly changed the status quo with its strong strength, pressing the Western Desert Lords to fight, making the Western Desert Lords retreat one after another.

They are both at the peak of the Mahayana realm, why is the gap so big?

"How come you have never heard of such a strong person on the mainland? Who the hell is this little girl? The Western Desert Lord's face was full of surprise, he couldn't even believe that he would be so caught off guard in the same realm.

Even on the other side, there is a little girl who is not deeply involved in the world.

It was like a knife that pierced the heart of the Lord of the Western Desert, causing a serious wound to his self-esteem.

In any case, he can't lose in the hands of more than 100,000 Western Desert monks, otherwise how can he save face?

has lived for thousands of years, and it is a great shame to lose an old bone in the hands of younger generations.

In an instant, the Lord of the Western Desert retreated dozens of steps, opened the positions of the two people, and then immediately said: "Xiao Nizi, it's not a way to fight like this, the strength of the two of us is equal, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, it is better to fight like this, and fight again another day, and in the future, we will not only fight but also decide life and death!" ”

Of course, the Lord of the Western Desert just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape.

Moreover, now that the five holy lords have fled in the wilderness, if he doesn't escape, I'm afraid he will have to be buried with Xi Mo.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the entire continent will know about the invasion of Dongzhou by the Western Desert, and the Western Desert will naturally become a breakthrough.

Without the Five Great Holy Masters, I am afraid that the entire Western Desert will fall into chaos, and when the time comes, it will be even more catastrophic.

In this way, preserving the small life is very important to the Lord of the Western Desert.

But! Fenghuang shook his head.

She was just warming up just now, and she only used a little bit of her strength, and she just showed a drop in her strength, and she had already beaten the Lord of the Western Desert and fled.

But as the mastermind of the invasion of Dongzhou? Can you really get out of it all?

It is completely impossible not to be implicated, Chen Jinfei will let him be punished as he deserves, and he must not contribute to the prestige of this kind of person, and he will definitely make an example!

"Where do you want to go?"

"Now aware of the seriousness of the matter? Isn't it a little too late. Chen Jinfei suddenly appeared behind him, and pressed the nameless sword against the waist of the Western Desert Lord, and the desolate puppet directly grabbed his neck, directly cutting off his idea of wanting to escape.

As he spoke, Chen Jinfei put away the long sword in his hand and walked slowly to the Lord of the Western Desert.

When the two looked at each other, Chen Jinfei could still detect a surging killing intent churning in each other's eyes.

Even if he is dying, he still can't erase the arrogance in his bones, which is his innate kingly breath.

Dominate the Western Desert for a thousand years!

The operation of the Western Desert is all controlled by him, and he can decide the life and death of a force in his thoughts, even if it is a holy land force, it cannot escape from his palm.

So much so that for thousands of years, no one had ever dared to challenge his majesty, and the Five Great Holy Lords had a big gap with him in terms of realm, so everything had to be done with his permission.

"Boy? I advise you not to see no one, thinking that I am afraid of the two of you, and wanting to kill the two of you is just a matter of moving my fingers, I am just a person who cherishes talents, and I don't want the descendants of the talented demons on the mainland to die in my hands. ”

The Lord of the Western Desert is still hard-mouthed when he dies, at least he can't lose face.

"Nima, it's still hard-mouthed!"

Chen Jinfei couldn't get used to seeing the Western Desert Lord's lofty appearance, so he directly slapped him.

If you are the same person, you should be equal, Chen Jinfei can't get used to this kind of high-ranking person?

If he still looks like this, Chen Jinfei will beat him with his fists, until he is obedient, and until he does not dare to be arrogant.

A slap was not painful for the Lord of the Western Desert, but the substantial damage was like a long knife cutting through his heart, and his face was also a little ashamed, he felt that he was insulted, and he was insulted by a junior.

"How dare you? Who do you think you are? A junior dared to slap me. ”

"Even if your father comes, you have to give me three points of thin noodles, and you have to bend down and bow when you see me, you little brute dares to be disrespectful to me!"

The Lord of the Western Desert was just about to pull out the soft knife on his waist, and by the way, he gave Chen Jinfei a little color to see.

But when he just moved, the strength in the hand of the barren valley puppet instantly increased, and it directly plunged deep into the neck of the Western Desert Lord, making him dare not move.

The complexion instantly became ruddy, and in the blink of an eye, it changed another color, it was a bluish-red, the green tendons between the eyebrows also slowly bulged, and the breathing became gentle, and even a little breathless.

It didn't take long for the two eyes to be bloodshot, and the pupils were dilated, as if looking at Chen Jinfei unwillingly, his eyes were full of anger.

"My dad is here? I see that you have to kneel down when I come, don't you want to lie down when my father comes? ”

"Nima is still glaring at me? Gave you face? ”

Chen Jinfei jumped like thunder, rushed forward with an arrow step, rolled up his sleeves, waved his hand, and slapped it down again.

Click.

The slap was deafening, this time Chen Jinfei really showed his full strength, but his slap was not painful for the Western Desert Lord at the peak of the Mahayana realm.

A master of a realm similar to them has already tempered his physical body dozens of times, and it has a completely different change from the ordinary physical body, which can be described as invulnerable, invulnerable.

As long as the soul is immortal, the physical body can be immortal!

However, although the power of the slap was small, the magic damage of the slap was substantially pierced in his heart.

It's just too insulting, he is the lord of the West Desert, the king of the West Desert, doesn't he have any face?