"Second-Order Demon King, are you afraid of it?" Yan Yunting asked in a deep voice.

Wang Wu shook his head slightly, "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that we're suffering from the enemy now, and if we can't quickly resolve the battle, there will be a big . Cumbersome. ”

"Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief and capture the king first!"

"Bang!"

Yan Yunting took out the fire hammer and aimed at the black feather birdman is a shot. But the black-feathered birdman didn't dodge at all, it took out two fingers and pinched them in the air, and the bullet appeared between its fingers the next moment.

The black-feathered birdman looked at the bullet in his hand, his face full of disdain: "Is this the firearm of Kyushu?" Scold...... That's it. ”

"What kind of bald birdman are you? Dare to invade my Kyushu world? Wang Wu pointed to the air and scolded, and then whispered to Yan Yunting: "Yan Daxia, leave it to me to deal with, you take the opportunity to clear the yaksha outside the control room." ”

Yan Yunting nodded secretly, waiting for the opportunity.

Wang Wu continued to scold: "Bald bird, do you know the kitchen knife in my hand?" That's right, I'm here to kill you chickens, ducks, birds, and birds! My Wang Wuping has cooked countless dishes in his life, and he has never cooked a pot demon bird, so I will catch you today to try the dishes! ”

"Stupid mortal, arrogant to the extreme, I will drain your heart and lungs, and scratch your belly!" The Black Feather Birdman was finally enraged, and it slightly flipped its wings and shot a real thunderbolt feather!

Wang Wu rose into the air, took out a single palm, and shook out a gust of wind, which swept the flying feathers out of all directions, and then the kitchen knife came out of his hand, turning into a lonely light, and slashed the black feather birdman!

The Black-Feathered Birdman hurriedly pulled up into the air, fending off the attack of the kitchen knife with its claws.

"Now, everyone rush to the control room with me!" Yan Yunting saw the mistake and rushed to the bunker at the fastest speed in his life.

The black-feathered birdman slashed the kitchen knife and wanted to pull out to stop it, but Wang Wu flashed by, stopped him in the air, and said coldly: "Bald bird, you are already my Chinese food, where are you going?" ”

"You're looking for death!" The black-feathered birdman was furious, opened his mouth wide, and spewed out a burst of fire!

Wang Wu didn't panic at all, circulating his true qi as a barrier, isolating the flames in front of him, the kitchen knife in his hand was faintly glowing, and the majestic knife intent forced the wind and clouds to surge:

"I haven't used this sword technique for twenty-three years, so today I'll sacrifice a knife with the bloody face of yours!"

The black-feathered birdman finally had a fear, and the "Perfected Realm......" it hurriedly turned around and flew towards the clouds.

"Demon, where to escape!" Wang Wu shouted loudly, and walked away with his sword against the wind, the speed was obviously several times faster than that of the Black Feather Birdman, and in the blink of an eye, he was already above the head of the Black Feather Birdman-

"Boom......" He wielded a kitchen knife, chaotic but traceable, his knife skills are fast, his body is faster, in just a few breaths, he doesn't know how many positions he has changed, how many knives he has slashed!

I could only vaguely see that the fragments of black feathers slowly fell from the air, "Ahhhh......hhh

"Listen, all the owls, go and stop it for me!"

More than 30 birdmen flew from the sky, and the upper, middle and lower trinity launched flying feathers at Wang Wu!

"Hahaha......" Wang Wu walked out of the demon mist wrapped in the barrier, and his true anger surged and lifted his clothes and bun, he was really a little domineering and handsome!

I think the shopkeeper Wang said that when he was young, he was a well-known handsome young man, and this must be true!

"Will the old demon of Montenegro send you shrimp soldiers and crabs to invade Kyushu in the future? It's not enough for me to stew in one pot! Wang Wu spun in place and slashed out a white moonlight, and the birdmen who surrounded him were instantly cut in half!

The black-feathered birdman covered his wounds and escaped from the sky, staring at Wang Wu from afar, although the hatred was monstrous, he did not dare to take another step.

Although the battle in the air has been won, the ground is getting more and more scorched, and the Yaksha has continued to pour into the levees, and their numbers have soared from hundreds to thousands.

The ladies of the Peacock Tower, the sword formation resisted in front of the bunker, the disciples of Momen used bows and crossbows to shoot with long-range shooting, Yan Yunting rushed into the demon tide, and forgot all the swordsmanship moves, and caught the Yaksha is a wild slash, "Puff, puff, puff, haw, haw......" The stinky demon blood was splashed all over!

Soon, the corpses of the yaksha in front of the bunker were piled up into a small mountain, but their madness did not diminish in the slightest, but they rushed more and more fiercely, faster and faster!

Yan Yunting had to retreat into the sword formation to rest for a while, he wiped the blood on his face, poured a sip of spirits, and scolded: "He. Mother. Yes, the dominatrix gave birth to a few babies, and his hands were numb to Lao Tzu! ”

The others also showed fatigue one after another, and they couldn't hold on for long.

In the face of such a fierce Yaksha, Wang Wu had no choice but to propose: "Stay in the green mountains without fear of no firewood, with our current strength, we can still succeed in breaking through together, if we continue to stay here to resist, let alone a day, even if it is an hour, we can't hold on." ”

Who doesn't have fear in their eyes? Who in this world is not afraid of death? Everyone cast expectant glances at Yan Yunting.

Yan Yunting gritted his teeth and resolutely said to everyone: "Don't worry, I will definitely take you to leave safely and keep this Jialing Dam!" ”

"Do you still have a trick?" Wang Wu was surprised.

Yan Yunting glanced at the gall in his hand, "I still have a sword, but I have never used it, and I don't know how powerful it is, whether it can be successful......

The eighth sword of "Juntian Eighteen Swords" is also the last sword on the known sword spectrum - Ten Miles of Frost.

"If you have an idea, why not give it a try? I fully believe that you have the strength. Wang Wu didn't wait for Yan Yunting to think about it, grabbed his shoulder and took it into the air:

"Come, let me take another look at your Juntian sword?"

Yan Yunting gritted his teeth, now is indeed not the moment of hesitation, this sword, if it is not successful, it will become a benevolent!

"Good!"

He extracted the true qi from Wang Wu's body with one hand, and clenched the gall with the other hand, just like when he used the Tiangang Burning Sun before, a true qi sank into the dantian, and a true qi was quenched into the sword body, but it was obvious that this sword needed to use much more true qi than the Tiangang Burning Sun!

"Hiss ......" The body of the sword was wrapped in cold light, and a frost was condensed invisibly, the bright sunlight gradually became dim, and the cold air blew to every corner of the heaven and earth with a strong wind, autumn frost rose on the fallen leaves, thin ice was condensed on the river surface, and everyone, including the Yaksha, was shivering with cold!

Wang Wu's face was sweating, "Yan Daxia, have you had enough sword intent?" I...... I can't resist it......"

Yan Yunting said bitterly: "If I say that the sword intent has only accumulated less than thirty percent, do you believe it or not?" ”

Wang Wu persuaded: "The three achievements are enough to deal with, if it continues to be cold, I'm afraid everyone will freeze to death, you see that group of Yaksha is retreating!" ”

All the Yaksha looked at Yan Yunting, the god of killing, and rushed to retreat into the river.

If ten miles of frost were used, all creatures within ten miles would have to freeze to death. Yan Yunting himself didn't have the ability to slash out with all his strength.

"Since the frost of ten miles can't work, then I will take out a sword 'Frozen Three Feet'!"