Yun Tianfeng tried to bypass Jiang Chuyao and Yi Han's battle zone and head to the village, but not long after he and Murong Yu left, the sky changed drastically.

It was a dark cloud of black oppression, rolling from the depths of the distant wilderness, with a muffled thunder and sound, all the way in the direction of the village.

It was still a long way away, but Yun Tianfeng and Murong Yu had already felt the pressure of a mountain on their bodies, making it difficult for them to move an inch.

"What the hell is that?"

Murong Yu's voice trembled a little and asked.

The majestic pressure brought by the rolling dark clouds is not only as heavy as Mount Tai, but what makes Murong Yu uncomfortable is another sense of oppression contained in it.

This sense of oppression seems to come from the level of life, but also from the level of the soul, when faced directly, it is like a powerless mortal facing the army of villains with murder weapons, except for despair and powerlessness, there is no superfluous thought.

It is not a question of the strength of the individual's will, but a natural suppression.

Just like the natural coercion of some dynasties when facing the royal nobles, there is no formless substance, but it exists.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's likely that a demon king is coming." Yun Tianfeng clenched his teeth and spoke with difficulty.

"Demon King? Could it be the big black dog? Murong Yu said in surprise.

Yun Tianfeng shook his head and denied: "Absolutely not, that Black Moon Wolf King is just the bloodline of the Demon King, although he is in his twenties, he is still a child among the demon beasts, and he has not completely grown up, it is far from reaching this point, the real Demon King, I am afraid that even if it is as strong as the first-class Thousand Sects ranked first, it is a terrifying existence that will be destroyed in front of it." ”

Speaking of this, Yun Tianfeng couldn't even speak.

Under the pressure of the demon king, even if it is far away, it seems that the four sides of the world are imprisoned by an invisible force, and they can't move, they can't say, it seems that even time is afraid, trembling, and they don't dare to move.

But the scene in which the two were frightened did not appear.

The black cloud brought by the demon king did not completely attack the village, but stopped near the edge of the ancient road, as if something had delayed its footsteps.

Not only that, but as time slowly passed, after a quarter of an hour, the black cloud carried by the demon king gradually receded in the direction from which it came, getting farther and farther away, making the area gradually return to normal.

"Gone?" Murong Yu's heart palpitated, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

"I think it's really gone!" Yun Tianfeng nodded, afraid for a while.

After a while, the two of them adjusted their state, they didn't care about the delay here, and they didn't care about why the mysterious demon king suddenly arrived and left suddenly, the two of them were only worried about Yun Mingxue and Uncle Liu's affairs, and they sped up and rushed towards the village.

After a while, the two of them arrived near the entrance of the village, and saw a group of hundreds of people in the distance, surrounding a small courtyard, as if they were confronting each other.

"It's Yun Mingxue!" Murong Yu said hurriedly.

Yun Tianfeng raised his eyes and looked, and sure enough, at the main gate of the courtyard, a snow-white figure was holding a sword in one hand to guard the only gate of the courtyard, and the nearby snow was completely stained red with blood, but she was white-clothed and snowy, and the cold sword blade pointed obliquely ahead, and no one dared to jump over the thunder pool one step among the hundreds of people.

One of the people in that group of mountains and rivers shouted, and hundreds of people immediately howled, regardless of rushing over.

Yun Mingxue's face was solemn, and she swung out one sword light after another, slashing the Shanhe Gang who tried to get close one after another.

Where the sword light passes, no one can stop it, such as the light of the indestructible fairy sword, within a radius of three zhang, below the four realms, close to the kill.

But this is obviously not a long-term solution, there are many people in the Shanhe Gang, although Yun Mingxue's sword light is sharp, but a sword can only kill one person at most, while others can rush up, and the long sword that can be piled up to Yun Mingxue's hand has no room to be used, and if Yun Mingxue wants to escape, there may be a chance, but if she insists on guarding the entrance, she will definitely die.

Seeing such a scene, Yun Tianfeng didn't have time to arrange, Murong Yu was already roaring, holding a heavy sword and a heavy building that flew a hundred meters high, like a meteor suddenly falling into the crowd.

Rumble......

The terrifying tremor roar resounded in all directions, and the ground trembled and caused a terrible earthquake wave, and a large number of mountains and rivers helped everyone to roll on their backs.

"Kill!"

At this moment, Murong Yu roared like thunder, and the whole person was like a fierce beast from prehistory, unstoppable, wielding a heavy sword to slash an enemy close to him into the air.

"Bang!"

There was a Shanhe Gang gang who had just rushed over with a cruel smile, he was not deterred by Murong Yu's appearance, in his mind, how strong can a little girl who is a teenager at first glance be?

But the moment he approached Murong Yu's ten-meter radius, Murong Yu's own sense of martial arts and blood pressure fell like a heavy hammer, causing him to stumble and almost lose his footing.

Immediately after, in his field of vision, he only saw a huge black shadow like a wind thinking about smashing himself, it felt as if a bison was rushing towards him, and the heavy sword [Chonglou] smashed on his body, knocking his body into the air, his complexion changed greatly, and the strong fear was not in a hurry to completely appear on his face, and his body had already exploded suddenly, turning into a rain of blood and falling down.

On the ground, including Murong Yu, there were many members of the Shanhe Gang who were drenched in blood, and many people were shocked, but Murong Yu was even more murderous.

Rumble!!!

Another brave jump, the [Chonglou] smashed to the ground, three or four big men flew up, Murong Yu twisted his waist, and the terrifying power poured into the [Chonglou] along his arm, one spun in place, and several blood mist erupted under the slash of the heavy sword and Chonglou.

It can be said that as soon as Murong Yu made a move, there were no bones left, and he would not show mercy.

"The, where did the crazy woman come from, looking for death?"

Yang Stubborn, the flag leader from this team, had red eyes, opened his mouth and roared angrily, rushing from afar with an astonishing murderous aura.

He was really angry, this girl who suddenly came out was so fierce, it was not easy for his brothers to cultivate, and there were several martial artists in the third realm, who were vulnerable in front of this girl and were killed on the spot, which made his heart drip blood.

In the Shanhe Gang, there are a total of 1,000 people in each banner, but there are no more than 100 people who can really be considered elite above the second realm, and this is his family background.

There are always a lot of evaluations between the various banners of the Shanhe Gang, and each evaluation determines the amount of resources that each banner will acquire in the next month, and the ghost knows how much work Yang Qi spent cultivating these hundred or so people as his own family, and now, more than ten people have been lost in just a few breaths.

Seeing Murong Yu killing in the crowd, and Yang Qi, who was in charge of the flag, was about to go forward to stop it, Yun Tianfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the light and shadow under his feet floated, [Thousand Absolute Steps].

"Huh?"

Yang Stubborn felt something, and there was a sense of crisis behind him, and he turned around sharply and slashed backwards.

With a bang, the Qingxuan Sword in Yun Tianfeng's hand rubbed against the blade of Yang Stubborn's sideburns, and a small strand of black hair flew up, and Yang Stubborn was terrified.