The voice was low, and there seemed to be a hint of kindness in his tone, but it made the Wind Tearing Demon King, who was brave and fierce, and never knew what he was afraid of, shudder.

After more than 2,000 years, the Wind Tearing Demon King has experienced many winds and waves, but such a terrifying opponent has not encountered much.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Lin Zhao's body jumping, and he had already come to him, and then he saw the fist shadows stacked on top of each other, crushing like a mountain.

"You demon way, with a smile on your face, sure enough, his uncle's is not a good thing. ”

The Wind Tearing Demon King scolded in a majestic voice, but he was horrified in his heart.

The opponent's offensive is like a mountain, with the immeasurable momentum of suppressing everything and destroying everything.

The moves are like the waves of the sea, the waves are endless, and the lookers are afraid.

The Wind Tearing Demon King suddenly discovered how small his domineering spirit that used to run rampant in the world was in front of this fist intent like an eternal mountain.

Knowing that he was afraid of being more than auspicious today, between life and death, suddenly reason subsided, his animal nature was furious, and his unparalleled bones as a lion mastiff condensed his fighting intent to the sky.

The Wind Tearing Demon King roared with an earth-shattering roar, his body did not retreat, regardless of it, he punched Lin Zhao in the throat.

But seeing its momentum like a lion intimidating all beasts, and like a giant mastiff climbing the hill, fierce and domineering, and with the determination of jade and stone burning.

It actually adopted the same way of playing.

Lin Zhao was certainly warlord, but his spiritual will was clear and subtle, and with a bend of his arm, he had already swept away the counterattack of the Wind Tearing Demon King.

Feeling the strong force coming from the opponent's arm, Lin Zhao's battle intent rose even higher.

Just defeated the white-faced demon king with one punch, obviously unable to make it enjoyable.

At this moment, when he met such a brave opponent, he couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart, hidden in the depths of his body, and the long-suppressed martial artist's will burst out.

There was a loud roar in his mouth, shaking the mountains and rivers.

Lin Zhao stepped into the void, approached up, and smashed his elbow like a vajra pestle into the neck of the Wind Tearing Demon King.

If this blow hits, I'm afraid that the Wind Tearing Demon King will immediately turn into a headless Demon King.

The mind was racing, and the Wind Tearing Demon King was inside and outside, and the instinct formed by countless years of fighting had already been dealt with in advance.

While dodging and dodging, he raised his knee to take Lin Zhao's lower yin, and at the same time bent his fingers like a knife and inserted it into Lin Zhao's left eye.

Lin Zhao raised his knee and struck the Wind Tearing Demon King hard, instantly knocking it away, and then rushed away like a shadow.

It's slow to say, but in fact, one person and one demon shoot like electricity, and the hand is like a phantom.

You come and go, every punch and kick contains supreme strength, and at the same time, the moves can change at any time, all of which are extremely vicious and direct to the vital killing moves.

Lin Zhao is certainly extremely strong in the flesh, but the Wind Tearing Demon King has been boiling his body for more than 2,000 years, and the demon clan itself is respected by his strong body, so how can he be idle.

If the harm is hit, Lin Zhao will still be damaged.

The battle between one man and one demon was fierce, and the fist wind burst the air barrier, causing a dense roar in the sky.

It also drove the vitality of heaven and earth to overflow, boiling and reversing the sky.

What a vicious fight!

Huo Tiandu and Concubine Yuming had already stopped attacking, and could only watch from the sidelines, and couldn't help but be stunned, unable to intervene at all.

"Senior Sister Yu, Senior Brother Hezhao has always been like this...'reckless'?"

The expression on Huo Tiandu's face was a little stiff, and his heart felt as if he had been trampled by countless fierce beasts.

In his mind, the gentle and indifferent Senior Brother Hezhao was moving away, and a golden-bodied war god as brave as a god was rapidly taking shape.

There are even more irrepressible questions in my mind.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, do you have to change the fighting tradition of my Divine Crazy Law from now on?

Thinking that the disciples of the sect would make a move in the future, their bodies suddenly became bigger and thicker, and they rushed straight up like a wild bison, swinging their fists shirtless, and fighting in close quarters......

Huo Tiandu shuddered suddenly, not daring to imagine it any longer.

Previously, the three of them had already made a plan, and Lin Zhao would resist the white-faced demon king first.

And Huo Tiandu and Concubine Yuming went all out to deal with the Wind Tearing Demon King, and after ending the battle as soon as possible, the three of them worked together to clean up the white-faced Demon King.

The result?

He Zhao's junior brother went crazy temporarily, turned into a golden-bodied god of war, and almost killed the white-faced demon king with one punch.

Now it forced the Wind Tearing Demon King to ...... desperately

It's messed up, it's all messed up!

Concubine Yuming felt that her cheeks were a little hot, and she couldn't do it.

"This... Brother Hezhao is usually very elegant, and today's this... This...!"

Speaking of which, Concubine Yuming really can't make it up.

Seven or eight miles away, two figures suddenly appeared in the air, looking at the battlefield, Fujue Zhenyi's yellow eyebrows stirred, looking at Fuyuan Zhenyi:

"Look, this kid is crazy again, right?

I told you last time that this kid dared to swing his fist at Lao Tzu, but you still didn't believe it. ”

Fu Yuan really saw that he was in a trance, he didn't look back, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, senior brother, look at what you said, we are already old, shouldn't we be happy to see the younger generation of tigers and tigers?"

As soon as I heard the words, I felt that the blue tendons on my forehead were jumping, and I said angrily:

"When did our Shenxiao Sect ever produce such a barbarian?"

Fuyuan Shinichi turned his head suddenly, looked at Fujue with a surprised gaze, and said in a surprised tone:

"Senior brother, do you dare to say this again in front of the ancestor of virtue and the master of the true submersible?"

“......”

Fujue was suddenly speechless, and quickly changed the topic:

"Senior brother, we won't make a move?"

"And according to this kid, what else do we do?

You see that Tiandu and the jade girl are both pressing on the side, and they have never helped!" Fu Yuan smiled leisurely, put his hands behind his back, and responded lightly.

"I want to see if this kid can bring down the Wind Tearing Demon King, if he can really win, he can use this kid as the original god in the future.

It's a pity that we came a little late, so the white-faced demon king escaped. ”

Fujue stroked his beard, and suddenly laughed, I don't know what good things I thought.

Lin Zhao's fist was like electricity, and all kinds of moves were simplified, but every blow was as heavy as a mountain.

The Wind Tearing Demon King urged his talent and supernatural powers several times, including the "Lion King's Roar" and "Ten Thousand Beasts Threat" to be used repeatedly, but they were resolved by Lin Zhao one by one.

In the end, it turned into its original form and became a lion mastiff about ten zhang long, but it was clumsy by Lin Zhao and almost killed him, but fortunately he quickly turned into a human form, and he escaped the catastrophe.

Nearly two hours passed, and the battle between Lin Zhao and the Wind Tearing Demon King finally came to an end.

Among the many demon kings in the Demon God Mountain, the strength of the Tearing Wind Demon King can also rank in the top twenty, and he is known for his strength and fierce temperament, and he is the best at fighting opponents head-on.

But in the end, I still felt that my whole body was sore, and I had no strength.

And what made him feel most humiliating was that his opponent had restrained most of his strength, and was more of a martial arts fist with himself.

I wanted to run away a few times, but I was caught up by the other party using the method of shifting, and there was really no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground.

Lin Zhao saw that the opponent had no combat power, and he was already happy, so he planned to try the magic weapon to end the battle.

Suddenly, a ray of light shot out from Lin Zhao's body.

After flying into the air, the wind will be long, and instantly turn into a jade mountain with a green color, dotted with golden light, exuding a crystal light, and about 100 zhang high.

It is Lin Zhao's best magic weapon "Jade Peak", which has been cultivated for eighty-five years since the Great Grandmaster Taiyan practiced it.

I only have the opportunity to come out and show my face today, and if it is a magic weapon creature, I am afraid that it will flee immediately.

Because it's too aggrieved to follow such a master!

The Wind Tearing Demon King standing in the air only felt that there was an immeasurable amount of force above his head, as if a mountain had descended.

Suddenly, the bones of the whole body were crushed, and it was difficult to maintain the shape of the body, and it couldn't help but be crushed down like a cannonball.

Jin Yufeng then fell, and the old demon was bombarded into powder.

At this moment, Lin Zhao suddenly heard a familiar voice sound:

"Don't kill the killer, catch it alive!"

As soon as his mind moved, the "Golden Jade Peak", which had been cultivated to the point of unity of mind and spirit, suddenly became smaller, turned into a small mountain peak and flew back into his body.

At the same time, he took a few vertical leaps, held the arm of the Wind Tearing Demon King who was falling rapidly, and struck the back of the old demon's head with a palm knife.

Poor old demons, the king of a clan, rolled his eyes like this and passed out.

Before he fell unconscious, the Wind Tearing Demon King only felt that his heart was enveloped by endless desolation.

It's a pity that the first time he used this superb magic weapon, he returned in vain, and his body leaped upward, Lin Zhao secretly thought to himself.

bowed his head and bowed deeply to the two sect elders who came from the wind, Fujue and Fuyuan, and then slowly recovered his body and changed into the size of an ordinary person.

Then he once again displayed the "Flowing Cloud Xia Clothes" and put a crane on his body.

Suddenly, the image of the handsome Taoist who was as warm as jade and floating out of the dust returned, but Huo Tiandu and Fujue on the side both saw their eyelids jumping.

I can't help but secretly say that this guy has started to disguise again!

Concubine Yuming moved forward, and her beautiful eyes looked her junior brother up and down, with endless worries in her eyes.

Lin Zhao smiled gently at him and signaled that he was fine.

"Boy, you're amazing!

Of the three demon kings, two were captured alive, and one was almost killed.

It's just that what about my Shenxiao Sect's thunder method that crisscrosses the Gukun realm?"

Fujue Zhenyi's eyes were weird, and he looked at Lin Zhao and shook his head slowly.

Fuyuan Zhenyi stroked his beard with his hands, smiled, and did not make a sound.

Lin Zhao was embarrassed, and couldn't help but be a little speechless, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

I'm just a real person in the Fusion Law Realm, what role can I play in dealing with such an old demon king with the thunder method?

But in the face of the elders of the sect, how can they refute it?

Hey, doing dirty work and being despised by the bigwigs of the sect, Lin Zhao felt that it was too difficult for him in an instant!

The five of them were about to turn back to Jade Peak, when suddenly Lin Zhao and Fu Jue Zhenyi's faces changed drastically, and at the same time they turned their eyes to the east.

At this time, the morning light is beginning to appear, and the cold wind is howling.

But in the far east, there was a violent fluctuation of vitality, which was rapidly sweeping towards the direction where everyone was.

After a few breaths, Fuyuan Shinichi also noticed that something was wrong, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Let's go!"

Fujue Zhen let out a low snort, waved his big sleeves, rolled up Huo Tiandu and Concubine Yuming with mana, and moved away in an instant.

Fuyuan Zhenyi was about to help Lin Zhao, but he saw him slash towards the void with one arm, and suddenly a portal appeared.

"Uncle Shi, let's go!"

After speaking, he held the Wind Tearing Demon King in one hand, and held Fu Yuanzhen's arm with the other, and he had already disappeared into the void.

When they reappeared, several people had already returned to the Jade Peak Circle.

Then Huo Tiandu quickly played a few magic tricks, and in the midst of everyone's divine sense, a passage went straight into the inside of the magic circle, and several mermaids entered in a moment.

"Uncle Shi, what happened?"

Huo Tiandu looked at Fujue Zhenyi and asked softly.

At this moment, everyone had already returned to the front of the temporary cave of Jade Peak, and Taicang Zhenren and others surrounded him, looking at the bearded man who Lin Zhao threw aside, his face was full of curiosity.

Fujue Shinichi turned his gaze to Lin Zhao and said loudly:

"Tell me about it!"

With the school examination in his tone, Lin Zhao said secretly, every time he meets this old guy, it is not good.

"Judging by the disciples, it should be a great ability to fight, judging from the strength of the fluctuation of the vitality, I am afraid that it is beyond the scope of the Yuan God Shinichi and the Demon King. ”

Fujue Zhenyi looked at the east, his eyes were uncertain, and he slowly bowed his head, as if he affirmed Lin Zhao's statement.

More than 20,000 miles away from Lingyu Peak, Huang Xuan's beautiful face was like a glacier, his expression was cold, and he was driving the Phoenix Holy War City to escape quickly.

Behind him, a man like the sun carried his hands behind his back, as if he were walking in the air, far away.

This man is dressed in a colorful brocade robe, heroic and majestic, with two sword eyebrows and sideburns, a high nose bridge, the corners of his mouth always exude a faint sense of mockery, his eyes are leisurely, and he doesn't seem to be worried about the escape of Huang Xuan in front of him.

However, the qi emanating from its body seemed to be independent of heaven and earth, and it seemed incompatible with this world.

The Phoenix Holy War City has suffered a lot of damage, and there are traces of broken roads in the city walls, among which the number of puppets who maintain the battle city is less than two hundred.

The battle city sometimes hides into the void, sometimes appears between heaven and earth, constantly changing its flight trajectory, trying to shake off the enemy behind.

No matter how they change their position, they can't get rid of the opponent's tracking.

"Huang Xuan, you can't escape, why don't you stop obediently and serve this son.

If it weren't for the sake of your own clan, I would have killed you a few years ago, how could I have allowed you to escape for so long!"

A clear voice passed through the space and into Huang Xuan's ears.

Huang Xuan bit his lip tightly and didn't say a word, and he didn't even notice that there was blood oozing from his lips.

After a while, a white shield suddenly appeared on Huang Xuan's body.

"Battle Senior, how long can you hold on?"

"Little palace master, don't listen to that kid's nonsense, he wants to hurt you, and he has to be the old man.

As long as the spirit crystals are sufficient and do not damage the core Yuan Qi Furnace and the Yuan Qi Transmission Circle, it will not be a problem for me to move for another few decades. ”

Huang Xuan fell into deep thought when he heard this, and then set his eyes to the south.

"Little Palace Master, do you really want to go there?

You know, those old guys aren't very friendly to you!"

The voice of the Phoenix Sacred Spirit sounded, as if he had guessed Huang Xuan's thoughts.

"Zhan Lao, do we still have a choice?

In this world, except for going there, even if the hidden hole cards of the major sects of the human race are exhausted, they may not be able to deal with that guy.

Well, maybe the Shenxiao Sect and the Hanging Sword Mountain have a way, but how can they help us?

I'm out of mind, I'm going to go now!"

Huang Xuan's cold voice sounded, and the expression on his face was full of determination.

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