However, it was said that when Xu Yingjie and the three of them saw the magic knife slashing coming, a trace of horror appeared on their faces, and they all took out the somewhat damaged defensive spirit weapon and frantically infused spiritual power.

"Sting"

As soon as the magic knife came into contact with the three partially damaged round shield spirit weapons, a crisp sound of shattering and cracking came, and then Xu Yingjie and Qiao Hongsheng eagerly pushed upward, and with a movement of their feet, they could split the frontal blow.

But that Xiao Minghua only has the strength of refining the ninth layer, where can he block that earth-shattering sword. I saw him desperately looking at the shadow of the sword that came, and raised the long sword in his hand with difficulty, but he watched the long sword tremble, and the middle was overwhelmed and broke open, and the shadow of the sword was directly slashed on the top of his head, and the shadow of the sword disappeared without eyebrows.

"Poof!" Xiao Minghua had to spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his eyes gradually became confused, and he fell down with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Xiao!" the two exclaimed exclamations came out at the same time, their eyes full of reluctance and anger.

"Demon cub, Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" Qiao Hongsheng shouted, clenched the spear with one hand, kicked his right foot, and the whole person spun up like a whirlpool, and attacked and killed the demon who made the big knife.

"Hehe, do you want to do the battle of trapped beasts? You are not qualified enough!" The demon youth smiled contemptuously, the tip of the knife touched the ground, his right hand grasped the hilt of the knife, his feet crossed, and rushed towards Qiao Hongsheng, the tip of the knife rubbed the starting point on the ground and ignited a spark.

Xu Yingjie saw Qiao Hongsheng rushing away, and was about to step forward to support, but a huge magic pestle fell into the sky and smashed towards the top of his head.

"Hehe, your opponent is me, don't disturb the demon wolf hunting. A young man with a magic pestle in his hand jumped out and said with a sneer.

"Demon cub, then let Xu come and wait for a few pounds. Xu Yingjie's long sword was horizontal, the person was like a shadow, and his body was like the wind, rushing towards the demon youth.

"It's good!" The demon pestle in his hand slammed on the ground, and his right foot lightly kicked the top of the pestle, and the eight-foot giant pestle rose into the air. Then the demon youth gripped the handle of the pestle, turned his feet on the ground, and the whole person shot out like arrows.

"Falling Wave Sword!" Xu Yingjie waved the long sword in his hand forward, a sword shadow just formed, the second sword shadow converged, and then the third and fourth sword shadows were superimposed together, surging up like waves.

"Demon escape!" The demon youth magic pestle threw forward, and the huge magic pestle met with the truth-like sword shadow, and with a "poof" sound, the two compartments were actually against each other. But the shadow of the sword seemed to be accumulating, and the magic pestle moved backwards with a "puff, puff".

This is the characteristic of the Falling Wave Sword, a sword superimposed, like several swords fired together, and the power is endless.

Seeing this, the demon youth did not panic, but rushed forward, holding the handle of the pestle in his left hand, turning his right hand into a palm, rotating his wrist in front of his chest, and then slapping the tail of the demon pestle with his palm.

"Bang!"

A blasting sound came, and with strong support, the magic pestle emitted a magic light, and rushed away, shattering the sword light phantom.

At this time, Xu Yingjie had arrived, and the long sword in his hand slashed forward diagonally, and then his legs bent down slightly, but the whole person slid forward in a half-squatting posture, and the long sword stabbed straight into the armpit of the demon youth.

The demon youth was slightly stunned, but his face suddenly showed a strange look. Suddenly, a black wire shot out from the sole of his foot, stabbing straight into Xu Yingjie's chest.

Xu Yingjie was shocked, this sudden attack caught him a little off guard, so he had to turn his body slightly sideways to avoid the attack. Just turned sideways, the demon youth was already holding the demon pestle and smashing it fiercely.

Xu Yingjie didn't have time to dodge, so he had to hold the ground with one hand, and the light of the long sword shone brightly, blocking diagonally upward.

"Bang!" There was a loud sound, the long sword was hit by the magic pestle and made a "buzzing" shaking sound, Xu Yingjie's whole body was hit by a huge force, rubbing the ground and rolling for dozens of meters, his chest was stuffy, blood spurted out in one breath, and his arm was even more soreness and trembling, as if he had no strength to hold the long sword.

His face was pale, half-kneeling on the ground, his bloodshot eyes staring at the other party's demons.

The other battlefield was a one-sided cruelty, only to see the demon young man's big knife slashing fiercely, Qiao Hongsheng horizontal spear, "dang!" With a sound of "dang!" Qiao Hongsheng's legs couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The demon youth was unforgiving, and then his footsteps were staggered, like a phantom, and his body staggered behind Qiao Hongsheng like a ghost, and then the big knife slashed lightly, slashing at Qiao Hongsheng's vest.

"Sting!"

A sharp sound of flesh cutting came into Qiao Hongsheng's mind, accompanied by heart-rending pain. Qiao Hongsheng endured the great pain, his body spun in a flash, and the spear pierced the head of the demon youth.

With a contemptuous smile in his eyes, the demon youth flipped his wrist, and the big knife spun in his hand, just against the head of the spear. Then the demon youth grabbed the head of the spear with his left hand and pulled it back hard, and Qiao Hongsheng, who was already extremely tired, was dragged like a stubborn stone and pounced on the demon youth.

The demon youth's big knife was spinning around the spear, "stab!" With a sound, Qiao Hongsheng's right hand fell. Without waiting for Qiao Hongsheng to scream, the demon young man used his feet hard, and he kicked Qiao Hongsheng in the abdomen, kicking him dozens of meters away and prostrate on the ground.

A cruel smile appeared on the face of the demon youth, and he actually blocked Qiao Hongsheng's spiritual veins with one kick, intending to slowly torture him to death.

"Senior Brother Qiao!" said that on the other side, Xu Yingjie had just half-knelt up and stood tremblingly, when he saw Qiao Hongsheng's right arm being cut off, and he was prostrate on the ground with an unknown life and death.

"Hehe, you still have to care about yourself. You can rest assured, the demon wolf has a habit, that is, after arresting the prey, he will cut off the flesh and blood of the prey with a knife, eat it alive, and then torture it for three days and three nights before killing it with a knife. Your companion won't die, but it's worse than death!hahaha..."

The demon man said cruelly, staring at Xu Yingjie like a cat and mouse, causing the demon children to watch one by one, laughing, full of disdain and cruelty.

Xu Yingjie has reached the point of running out of oil at this time, not to mention rescuing his fellow brothers, but he can't protect himself, so he has to shed two lines of unwilling blood and tears, and then shows a trace of determination, but he is ready to blow himself up.

At this time, behind a bush not far away, two figures just landed, looking at the touch in front of him, Xu Feiyang was stunned, but he didn't expect to meet someone from the Xu family.

"Senior Brother Xu, you are a disciple of Nan Liyuan, do you want to make a move? These people are not friendly to the disciples of this sect. Feng Huanyu looked at Xu Yingjie, with a trace of unbearability and a trace of resentment in his eyes.

Xu Feiyang did not speak, but fell silent. If he was allowed to meet Xu Yingjie alone outside the secret realm, he would definitely torture him, but at this time, in the face of the demon clan's bullying and killing, if he let him fall into the ground again, then he would never be able to do it.

Although he really didn't have the slightest affection for the current Xu clan, and he vowed to go back and take revenge and regain his own place in the past. But that is the grudge between himself and the Xu family, compared to this, the demon race and the human race are a feud and a grudge.

The grievances of the Xu family are quarrels between brothers, some fights, and some troubles, but they must be united with the outside world when they are invaded by foreign races.

Inside, we must eliminate foreign enemies! Otherwise, we will allow foreign enemies to take advantage of them, and the gains outweigh the losses.

This is the philosophy that Xu Feiyang has always warned himself in his heart, dividing the importance of things, knowing the priorities, and knowing the principles.

"Senior Brother Feng, the grudge with Nan Liyuan has been put aside for the time being, but the demon clan has to get rid of it. After speaking, Xu Feiyang didn't wait for Feng Huanyu to speak, and flew with the practice in his hand, and his body shot out with the practice.

Feng Huanyu watched Xu Feiyang rush forward, and shook his head secretly in his heart, but the grudge in his heart against the demon clan was always much greater than his personal grudge, and he no longer hesitated, and rushed out after Xu Feiyang.

Xu Yingjie watched the magic pestle fall, his hands were clenched, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, but in the end, he was willing to die.

The demon young man saw that Xu Yingjie didn't think about blowing up the storage space, and his face also showed a hint of satisfaction, and he planned to end the matter with a pestle. He is not a demon wolf, his principle of doing things is to be able to kill one point faster, and never delay for a second.

Seeing that the demon pestle was about to smash on the top of Xu Yingjie's head, the onlookers were already fantasizing about the beautiful scenery of their brains bursting at this time, with a look of hope on their faces.

Suddenly, a dark red pestle appeared out of thin air, and around Xu Yingjie's head, it was a soft removal of the huge power of the magic pestle that had been smashed down.

Then the demons saw a man in green clothes with a fair face, a resolute face, and a young man's appearance floated down with the several zhang long horses, with a faint smile on his face.