Chapter 115

"It's a demon clan!" Ye He's eyes narrowed, and he stared closely at the few Gathering Void Combination Dao monks who had torn apart the formation.

Zhang Yong was stunned and said: "Demon clan? Around Suijun, how can there be so many demons? It's all an army! ”

"Those few who gather together are the ones who are in cahoots, and the rest should be in cahoots with the demon clan." Ye He said lightly.

Wang Qi didn't react much, just chuckled lightly and took a step forward.

"Huanfang Sword Field Wang Qi, one step ahead!"

A red robe surged down the city wall, and then, in the eyes of everyone, the red robe was replaced by flames, and it headed towards the besieging army.

"This kid is really anxious." Ye He smiled.

Then, the sword light lit up from the city wall, and went straight to the demon clan gathering void monk who was still tearing the formation.

Zhang Yong was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly, and then jumped down from the city: "Zhang Yong of the Hanging Light Gate, please go to your death with these eight kings and calves!" Grandma's, my daughter-in-law almost died at your hands, she didn't die, now it's your turn to die! ”

Zhang Yong smashed under the city wall, stood on his feet, and countless silk threads spread out, forming a large array under his feet, and in the large array, countless cold long swords and axes were erected, murderous.

More monks were moved, and then they all descended the city wall, and in high spirits, they took the lead in meeting the enemy.

The flames soared into the sky, Wang Qi opened the way with blazing golden flames, holding a whisk in his hand, and all kinds of Taoism emerged in an endless stream, and he went straight into the cavalry camp that was sprinting at the front.

With his own strength, he forcibly disrupted the overwhelming cavalry array.

The horse's hooves tossed dirt, and the cavalry bypassed the madman who had entered the battle, not intending to entangle with it, but to find the monks who had just come down the wall.

Wang Qi's eyes narrowed, and he shook the dust violently.

The snow-white whiskers were extremely soft, as if they had life, constantly stretching and extending, quickly sticking to the ground and chasing after the cavalry who passed Wang Qi, and then violently wrapped around the horse's legs, tripped it to the ground.

"Boom!" The running horses tripped and fell to the ground, slamming heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The scene of thousands of galloping horses, because of Wang Qi's shot, seemed to be a little riotous, and the formation was also scattered.

A swift horse galloped over, and the man on horseback raised his spear high, and the cold spear head was pointed directly at Wang Qi's back.

Wang Qi reacted quickly, he quickly turned around, and the whiskers of the dust poured out and wrapped around the spear, and then he pulled it fiercely, trying to drag the man on horseback down.

The man on horseback let go of his hand and let Wang Qi snatch the spear away, and he himself continued to gallop forward.

Wang Qi took the spear in his hand, took a big step forward, leaned forward, threw the spear in his hand, and strung the man off the horse.

The spear broke through the air, and the man riding the horse exploded along with the war horse under his crotch, forming a bloody red flower.

Before Wang Qi could straighten up, a sound of breaking the air came from the back of his head, and then the back of his head hurt, and the whole person was smashed to the ground.

"Knock knock." Wang Qi rolled forward twice and got up in embarrassment.

A young man in a green shirt looked at Wang Qi who got up from the ground with a smile, and his eyes exuded a strange green.

"Demon Clan?" Wang Qi muttered.

"Exactly, in the Lower Demon Clan Hu Ye, you are my first enemy of the Human Race, what is your name?" The demon boy asked with a smile.

"Huanfang Sword Field, Wang Qi." Wang Qi reported his name, put away the dust, and replaced it with a bell.

"Huanfang Sword Field? I've heard that it is said that all of your sects are sword cultivators, but what about your sword weapons? Hu Ye asked curiously, he looked Wang Qi up and down.

The human race in front of him was dressed in a red robe, his long hair was flying, and he didn't look like a sword cultivator.

"I don't have a sword." Wang Qi smiled, and then quickly shook the bell.

The crisp bell rang, Hu Ye's face turned pale, and the demonic power involuntarily vibrate, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

A cold light flashed in Hu Ye's eyes, and then the whole person turned into an afterimage, and before Wang Qi could react, he smashed Wang Qi in the chest with a hard punch.

Wang Qi only felt a pain in his chest, and his whole breath was stagnant, and then Hu Ye kicked out and kicked the bell in Wang Qi's hand to the ground.

"Your bell is a nuisance." Hu Ye said coldly, "I still want to say a few more words to you." ”

Wang Qi grinned, but he was shocked in his heart, this Hu Ye in front of him was too fast!

Wang Qi's own sword speed is very fast, but it does not mean that Wang Qi can react quickly before facing other fast attack methods.

"Edict: True Fire Protection!"

The spiritual power was boiling, and the blazing golden flame poured out of Wang Qi's body, tightly protecting Wang Qi.

"This fire is interesting." Hu Ye narrowed his eyes, "First the bell, then this fire, these two things restrain my demon clan, you kid, there are a lot of means." ”

Wang Qi glanced at the bell on the ground, sneered, and took the dust in his hand again: "I have other means, do you want to try?" ”

"Then try it." Hu Ye chuckled.

In the next moment, Hu Ye turned into an afterimage and pounced on Wang Qi again, and a cold light suddenly appeared, heading straight for Wang Qi.

"Boom!" The blazing golden flame exploded violently and swept out, and at the same time, Wang Qi shook the dust heavily, leaving the cold light behind.

Hu Ye regained his footing and looked at Blazing Jin Yan with some annoyance: "Are you Terrans so cunning?" ”

The blazing golden flames poured out, enveloping a large area around Wang Qi, if Hu Ye wanted to get close to Wang Qi, then he had to be roasted by the fire first.

Wang Qi sneered and took the initiative to take a step forward.

Hu Ye in front of him is a demon clan in the Yuanying realm, but he always wants to use martial arts to start with the king, most of them have a problem with his brain.

As Wang Qi stepped away, the blazing Jin Yan also moved forward with him, forcing Hu Ye to retreat.

I saw Wang Qi gently waving the dust, and the white light gushed out and spread, forming a forbidden formation, enveloping himself and Hu Ye.

"This is a means of banning cultivation?" Hu Ye was stunned for a moment, and then his face flashed to look at the fool, "You know that I am a demon, and in the absence of cultivation, you have to rely on your body to fight against me, stupid?" ”

Wang Qi chuckled, but tightened the dust on his hand, and the blazing golden flame gradually dimmed with the lack of spiritual power infusion.

Hu Ye looked at Wang Qi with interest, as long as the blazing golden flame was completely extinguished, no, there was no need to completely extinguish it, as long as it could not affect himself, he would immediately take action and tear apart the guy in front of him who had a bad brain.

Wang Qi's expression was indifferent, and he quietly watched as the flames gradually extinguished.

The demon clan in the Yuanying Realm is interesting.

It's a pity, it's just that my brain is not very good, don't look at my use of qi practitioners, just treat me as a pure qi practitioner, I'm Wang Qi, but I'm a martial artist.

Before the flames were completely extinguished, Hu Ye couldn't hold it back, jumped forward suddenly, and shook his fist fiercely.

Wang Qi's eyes were shining, and without the blessing of cultivation, although Hu Ye's fist speed was very fast, it could only be said to be slower than before.

The dust waved and slammed on Hu Ye's body, bursting into a crackling sound like fried beans.

Hu Ye retreated in pain, and looked at Wang Qi in disbelief: "Are you a qi practitioner?" ”

Wang Qi chuckled, he gently took off the wide red robe, and then pressed the dust on his clothes and put it on the ground.

"Sipin Wufu, Wang Qi asks!"

Wang Qi was on tiptoe, and the whole person rushed towards Hu Ye like an arrow offline, and his fist smashed down unceremoniously.

Hu Ye reacted quickly and crossed his hands in front of him, and he was able to block the punch.

Wang Qi didn't stop at all, punch after punch smashed out wildly, and under one look, Hu Ye was suppressed and retreated.

Blindly being beaten made Hu Ye bitter.

"Damn, cunning Terran! is obviously a martial artist, but he has to pretend to be a qi practitioner and introduce himself into this forbidden formation! Hu Ye felt a little sad and indignant in his heart.

After eating a hard fist, Hu Ye came up ruthlessly, allowing Wang Qi's fist to fall on him like rain, he accumulated strength, and took advantage of Wang Qi's punch to smash it out.

The force of this punch was heavy, and it happened that Wang Qi was in a position where the punch was smashed out and the punch was not withdrawn.

The fist landed straight on Wang Qi's chest, smashing him back a few steps.

Wang Qi blushed, and between breathing, he only felt a tingling pain in his ribs, and he couldn't help but curse secretly, this demon clan's evil obstacle was really ruthless.

Hu Ye sneered, looked at Wang Qi, whose face was flushed, and said slowly: "It is said that you Terran martial artists, pay attention to one breath when facing the enemy, and when the martial arts are ventilated, you can cause unimaginable benefits, and I don't know if I can beat you to death when you are ventilated?" ”

Wang Qimo didn't answer, just opened his fist, and the meaning was clear: Come again!

Hu Ye snorted coldly and strode forward.

This time, neither side took the lead, and the two could only give themselves an advantage with their fists!

Fist to fist, no one holds back, trying to beat the other party to death under their fists.

Hitting the back, Hu Ye became more and more frightened.

The human race in front of him, with the body of a four-rank martial artist, can actually compete with himself?

He is a big demon in the Yuanying Realm, how can the power of his physical body be caught up by a four-rank martial artist?

The fourth-grade martial artist of the human race, when converted into the realm of cultivation, that is, the realm of the void and the underworld, how could he be so demonic?

Wang Qi continued to punch, and his physical exertion was serious, and he only felt a burst of tinnitus.

"The big demon of the Yuanying Realm is really extraordinary, just a fourth-grade martial artist, and it is reluctant to take down the other party." Wang Qi thought in his heart.

Takefu is really angry, pays attention to a punch in one breath, kills in one breath, and completes what he wants to do in one breath. Everyone's strength is different, and the duration of one breath is also different.

And now, it's time for Wang Qi to have to ventilate.

Hu Ye was keenly aware of this, and his eyes were excited: "It's finally time for you to ventilate, come, let me see you ventilate!" ”

Wang Qi was silent, he opened his mouth slightly, and a white gas gushed out of his mouth, his ears were pierced, and the top of his head also had white qi fluttering, and at the same time, his spirit and spirit also began to languish.

Hu Ye did not have the slightest politeness, and raised his fist.

Wang Qi sneered and took a step back.

In Hu Ye's eyes, a green light suddenly appeared!