"Big trouble is finally coming to the door. The corners of Lin Muyu's mouth lifted and said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Sikong Yao stood up and jumped to Lin Muyu's side.

"These people are not simple. ”

"Aren't they just a few mercenaries?" Sikong Yao looked puzzled.

Lin Muyu smiled: "It's not as simple as a mercenary. ”

As he spoke, Lin Muyu flew forward, stood side by side on the hillside with Zhuang Shaoyu and Bei Yingjie, and said, "Zhuang Gongzi, be careful, these three people are not good, or rather, they are not humans. ”

"What do you mean?" Zhuang Shaoyu trembled, frowned, and said, "Don't be sensational." ”

"Doesn't Gongzi Zhuang know that high-level demon spirits can change into human form?" Lin Muyu said lightly.

"Are you saying that these three people are high-level demon spirit changes?" Zhuang Shaoyu was dumbfounded, in terms of strength, he may not be inferior to Lin Muyu too much, but in terms of experience in walking the rivers and lakes, he was thrown off at least a dozen streets.

......

"This son, you can't wronged us at will!" The eight-character bearded mercenary stretched out his hand and said, "We are all human, how can we be demon spirits, you must want to kill us and take our horses, don't you?"

Lin Muyu smiled slightly: "Since you don't admit it, then I'll expose your tricks." I ask you, if this is your horse, why are they restless?"

"This ...... The horses are frightened by you!"

"Even so, there is blood on your sleeve, but you rolled it up, and there is no scar on your arm, what do you say about the blood on this sleeve? If I guess correctly, it should be that the owner of the clothes was cut off by you, and then you took the clothes, right?"

"You...... You don't want to spew blood!"

"Really? Just try it. ”

Lin Muyu had one hand, and the golden Qiyao Immortal Hurd appeared in his palm, and suddenly the gourd vines on the ground "brushed and brushed" rushed over, and suddenly tied the legs of the three mercenaries, and there were spikes on the gourd vines, which pierced directly into the skin, but there was no blood, which only proved that there was no flesh and blood under the skin, and some were just hard carapaces.

"Stinky boy!"

The bearded mercenary showed a cruel smile on his face, raised his hand to tear his face, and under the skin was a terrifying demon face, and said with a cruel smile: "Even if you see through us, you humans who don't know the height of the sky will still die, and I will use your flesh and blood to pay tribute to those demon spirits who died under your sword!"

"Demon ...... The demon king ......" Zhuang Shaoyu was shocked.

That's right, this demon spirit covered in carapace is a demon king-level demon spirit, and there are only black and white on his neck, which is very conspicuous. At the same time, the two mercenaries behind him also took off their "human skins" and changed into the form of the demon spirits themselves, which were two monsters with rickety bodies, stretching out their tongues nearly half a meter long, one of them looked directly at Shang Qian and Sikong Yao in the distance, and said: "There are actually two such beautiful chicks, great, after we solve the people who are in the way, I want to enjoy these two chicks!"

These two demon spirits are both demon-level strengths, and they have three colors on their necks.

Sure enough, he was in big trouble, and three high-level demon spirits who could change their human form at one time came in a group.

"Dang!"

Lin Muyu's Bingyuan Sword was already out of its sheath, and he said lightly: "Young Master Zhuang, how to distribute it?"

"Easy!"

Zhuang Shaoyu licked his lips, and said with a smile full of battle intent in his eyes: "This demon king is handed over to me to deal with, you and the little prince each fight to kill a demon venerable, how about it?"

"Are you sure you can stop this demon king?" Lin Muyu smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best!" Zhuang Shaoyu's eyes were more confident.

But the Northern Hades took a deep breath.

Behind everyone, Chen Hang, who was the leader of the merchant courtyard, had a golden look in his eyes, he was ready to make a move at any time, looking like he was facing a great enemy, after all, one of the two people in front of him was the son of Da Situ, and the other was the son of the prince, who made a mistake was not good, and he would definitely not be able to escape the investigation when he went back.

However, all this is secondary, and protecting Shang Qian's safety is the top priority.

......

In the whistling sound, the demon king swooped in, his claws clasped Zhuang Shaoyu's arms like iron tongs, and the two turned into a ball of flame and fell into the valley behind them, hitting countless thousand-year-old giant trees, and even leaving a fire mark on the earth, and the shock wave of the fight resounded in the jungle, this is not a fight, but a fight for life!

"Boy, don't look at it, your opponent is me. Directly ahead, the blood-colored demon venerable in his eyes smiled ruefully, and in his eyes, it seemed that Lin Muyu was already a dead man.

"I know. ”

Lin Muyu responded, and the next moment he had already disappeared in place, and the falling star step made him come straight to the Demon Venerable's body as fast as a streamer, and his left fist contained a chaotic power and slammed into the Demon Venerable's abdomen.

"Bang!"

The azure light bloomed, and this punch really hit the demon venerable's body protection qi, although it was not able to traumatize it, it was forced to retreat ten meters, when it roared fiercely, and raised a pair of knife arms, it saw a light in the air falling down, it was Lin Muyu's fierce blow to the Bing Yuan Sword!

Snow and ice!

"Bang!"

The second blow, the ice chips danced wildly, and the blue snow and cold ice almost sealed everything around him, and this blow froze the demon zun's arms into ice cubes, and Lin Muyu raised his foot and kicked it out with a heavy blow.

Eryao Demon Dance!

"......Uhh

The Demon Venerable actually let out a miserable howl, and the cannonball-like flying body stumbled on the mountain rock, shaking the entire mountain.

At this moment, Sikong Yao and Shang Qian had already opened their mouths wide, Lin Muyu's battle here was much more interesting than Zhuang Shaoyu's, and he was beating this poor demon venerable with an almost crushing posture.

On the other side, the Northern Netherworld danced its long sword and fought with another demon venerable, and the flames erupted.

The demon venerable and Lin Muyu's opponent are the same demon spirit species, wielding the knife arm to block, parrying the slashes and stabs of the Northern Hades, smiling fiercely, the aura around his body is getting stronger and stronger, and he actually has the momentum of becoming more and more courageous.

"Poof!"

In the blink of an eye, the shoulders of the Northern Hades Festival were hung again, as a god realm powerhouse, he was actually defeated by a demon venerable.

"Die, waste!"

The demon clan roared angrily, suddenly rushed, clasped the waist of the Northern Hades with his legs, opened the knife arm and grabbed the arms of the Northern Hades with the pliers, opened the blood and touched the big mouth, and the two rows of Sen Ran sharp teeth bit down.

"Bastard!"

The Northern Netherworld roared angrily, and the divine power of the Fire Law in his body almost reached its peak, and it violently shook off the opponent's clamp, and kicked out his right leg from the bottom up.

"Bang!"

The demon venerable took a blow, but the pain was the Northern Hades, this kick did not kick the head of the demon venerable, but broke a few of his foot bones, and the crisp sound entered the ear, very clear.

"Ahhh......h

The Northern Hades Festival was so painful that he flew back again and again, and even lost the ability to fly.

"Whoop......"

The Demon Venerable rushed over with a fierce expression, and the knife arm slashed through the leg of the Northern Hades, and blood splattered out.

"Little prince, back off!"

A figure swept in the air, it was Chen Hang, he finally made a move!

The fist wind was cold, and a heavy punch landed on the neck of the demon venerable coldly, a total of thirty layers of impact from the cave sky!

"Wooh", the demon venerable stumbled out, Chen Hang was unforgiving, even kicking and beating, and a golden light burst out in the jungle, each blow was the impact of the divine power of the thirty waves, this demon venerable did not even have the strength to fight back, and finally after a click, Chen Hang forcibly took off the head of the demon venerable from the top of his body!

......

"Boom!"

A punch full of the power of the Eight Desolations blasted the Demon Venerable into the mountain, and the power of the Five Yao and Eight Desolations was no longer something that this Demon Venerable could withstand, and moreover, it was Lin Muyu who used eighty percent of the power of the Five Yao and Eight Desolations!

The Bing Yuan Sword shone brightly, and a sword pierced through the throat, ending the sound of this demon venerable.

Lin Muyu gasped, in order to make the Demon Venerable unable to resist, this series of fierce attacks also consumed a lot of his physical strength and divine power, after all, this was a Demon Venerable, not a low-level demon spirit.

Carrying the corpse of the Demon Venerable walked out of the cave that he had forcibly blasted out, and after taking out the Demon Spirit Stone, he threw the corpse next to the corpse of the Demon Venerable beside Chen Hang, and looked not far away, and the Northern Hades Festival had already been injured and fell to the ground.

Lin Muyu couldn't help but sigh with emotion, with such an ability, he dared to be called the first rookie of the royal family, it seems that there are no one in the rookie generation of the royal family of the North Hell family, in fact, it is normal to think about it carefully, peerless powerhouses like the North Abyss and the North Hell Huan will only come out of thousands of years, and each generation is only a few decades, and it is normal for not to have a master.

Looking at the corpse of the demon venerable on the ground, Chen Hang was a little stunned and asked, "You have already killed it?"

"Otherwise?"

Lin Muyu smiled slightly, pretending to be very tired, and said, "However, I don't have much of my own strength left. ”

Chen Hang showed a pleased smile, if this kid could still maintain sufficient strength very calmly after killing a demon venerable, then this person would be too terrifying, comparable to any dragon rider level Saint Martial King of the Tianji Dragoon Regiment.

Shang Qian looked up at Lin Muyu standing in the air, her eyes flickered, her eyebrows frowned, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

However, Sikong Yao's expression was much simpler, and he gave Lin Muyu a thumbs up.

"What about Zhuang Gongzi?"

"He's still fighting. Shang Qian looked at the valley not far away.

Zhuang Shaoyu's opponent is a demon king, that is a powerful existence second only to the demon emperor in the demon spirit clan, I can't look down on it, everyone immediately flew over with a tacit understanding, maybe Zhuang Shaoyu will need everyone's help to kill the demon king.

......

"Boom!"

Before everyone approached, a small hill of tens of meters in front of them instantly collapsed, and the wind system power roared, what a powerful force this is!?

In the wind, Zhuang Shaoyu's crown had been lost, his long hair was dancing in the wind, his eyes were full of ruthless expressions, and the long sword in his hand actually broke into two, but the divine power was still condensed on the remnant sword.

On the other hand, the demon king is extremely domineering, although there are a few sword wounds on his body, it is not fatal, the demon power is lingering, the fighting spirit is great, and he rushed towards Zhuang Shaoyu again with a roar.