"There's still the devil, release it out and show me. Chen Feng looked at Ying Yuan and said with a provocative face.

After the battle with Ying Yuan, Chen Feng already knew that the reason why Ying Yuan was so awe-inspiring was largely because of his ability to manipulate the devil.

As soon as the devil comes out, who will compete.

If other scattered immortals fight against Ying Yuan, most of them will bypass the powerful demon and directly attack Ying Yuan's body to defeat the enemy. But Chen Feng is different, he has the Black Flame Inferno, which gives him one more choice.

That is, to kill Yingyuan's demon first!

Yingyuan, who has no devil, is not a toothless tiger, and he can pinch it as much as he wants.

Therefore, Chen Feng used this trick to set the wildfire on the plain, even if the black flame hellfire in his body was extremely empty, he would also slaughter Yingyuan's demon.

Chen Feng didn't believe that Ying Yuan still had the second batch of demons, after all, the demons of the Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortals were extremely precious, how could they be so easy to cultivate? And those demons did not pose any threat to Chen Feng.

Ying Yuan looked at Chen Feng, his eyes spewing with resentful flames.

Chen Feng made all his thousands of years of hard work go to waste.

Chen Feng guessed correctly, for thousands of years, Ying Yuan Ke had only cultivated such a group of demons, and now all of them died in Chen Feng's hands, which greatly damaged his strength. Even though there are still countless demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Bells, they are all low-level demons with underground strength, and it is good to deal with ordinary seventh- and eighth-order scattered immortals, but it is not enough to deal with the Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals.

"Chen Feng, I will definitely kill you today!" Ying Yuan shouted resentfully.

"What, do you still have a demon who can deal with me?" Chen Feng laughed, with an expression of victory.

Seeing Chen Feng's expression like this, Ying Yuan's heart was even more annoyed: "Aren't you the same, how much flame is left?"

Chen Feng spread his hands: "It's gone!"

"Then I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?" Ying Yuan shouted violently: "You give me death!"

As he spoke, the Ten Thousand Demon Bell was thrown by him.

When the Ten Thousand Demon Bell saw the wind, it turned into the size of a small mountain in the blink of an eye, and it was fiercely suppressed towards Chen Feng.

Unexpectedly, this Ten Thousand Demon Bell can release a large number of demon heads, and it has such an effect.

If it were an ordinary Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal, he would definitely choose to avoid the edge of the Ten Thousand Demon Bells at this moment, but was Chen Feng afraid?

Not to mention that Chen Feng's strength is already comparable to that of the Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals, just because he has been refining his body through the Scorpion Throne all these years, his physical strength has surpassed that of ordinary quasi-immortal weapons. A small Ten Thousand Demon Bell, no matter how heavy it is, is only a quasi-immortal weapon at best, how could it be placed in Chen Feng's eyes?

Holding the heavy sword by his side, Chen Feng's hands stretched out suddenly, like two iron tongs, grabbing the edge of the Ten Thousand Demon Bells at once.

I saw Chen Feng's muscles bulging like a mountain, and his huge power exploded.

The trend of the Ten Thousand Demon Bells falling down suddenly stopped, and only the bell beads continued to shake and make a tinkling sound.

"What a powerful force!" At this moment, the cheers in Qingyun Mountain shook the sky, and everyone was impressed by Chen Feng's divine power.

......

"Boom—"

The eighth thunderstorm finally fell.

Guo Chang's body stood tall, allowing the thunder to slash.

After the thunderstorm, Guo Chang's body was still upright, but between his eyebrows, there was a trace of fatigue.

The clouds rolled, and the last thunderstorm began to brew.

......

Chen Feng held the Ten Thousand Demon Bell, and his body stood proudly, as if he was a King Kong, standing up to the sky and the earth.

"Drink!" Chen Feng suddenly shouted, and the Ten Thousand Demon Bell was thrown up by him.

"Break it for me!"

The next moment, the heavy sword returned to Chen Feng's hand, and Chen Feng picked up the heavy sword and looked towards the Ten Thousand Demon Bell with the momentum of Mount Tai.

"Bell—"

It was as if an ancient bell was struck heavily, and after the Ten Thousand Demon Bell sent out a strong **, it was shattered!

The heavy sword has no edge, and what is terrifying is not his sharpness, but his strength! It is as strong as the quasi-immortal weapon of the Ten Thousand Demon Bells, and under the power of the heavy sword, it is also shattered, turning into pieces and scattering all around.

There is its own space within the Ten Thousand Demon Bells, and there are countless demons in the space. But with the shattering of the Ten Thousand Demon Bells, the space inside was also annihilated, and countless demons did not know which space they had been banished to.

"Ah, I'll kill you!" Seeing that the Ten Thousand Demon Bell was destroyed, Ying Yuan was suddenly injured under the infection of the qi engine. However, the resentment in his heart had already made him ignore the injuries in his body, and he sacrificed a flying sword and rushed towards Chen Feng.

The high-level demon head is gone, and he can be cultivated again, but the Ten Thousand Demon Bell is gone, which means that his right arm will be cut off by Qi Qi, and from then on, he will be reduced to the most ordinary Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals, and he will never be able to raise his head.

Looking at the hysterical Ying Yuan, a flash of contempt flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.

Such a Ying Yuan is no longer enough to be an opponent. Although he is still a Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal, when it comes to melee combat, how could this Ying Yuan, who is used to manipulating demons to attack from afar, be Chen Feng's opponent?

With a step, Chen Feng's heavy sword turned into an aurora, which was extremely gorgeous.

Without any attributes, this is just the purest sword dao, and it is the strongest sword he uses to drive with the Dragon Desire Xuanhuang Sutra.

The two quickly approached, and then the sword qi staggered, and there was a fight, and then they separated again.

This series of actions has been completed in just a flash of light.

Chen Feng stood proudly, with sword intent soaring to the sky, making him look like a peerless sword, standing between heaven and earth.

On the edge of the heavy sword in his hand, a drop of blood slipped down.

Yingyuan, on the other hand, was trembling, with staggered scars all over his body.

It's just a collision, and the winner is already decided.

"Hatred has blinded you, if you can calm down, I want to kill you, it will take a lot of effort!" Chen Feng's voice sounded slowly, peaceful, without a trace of fireworks.

"Poof—"

Ying Yuan fell to the ground, completely lifeless, and he didn't know if he heard Chen Feng's words before he died.

Everyone was silent, looking at Ying Yuan's corpse, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The rabbit died and the fox was sad, a Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortals, fell in front of them like this, making them realize that life was so fragile.

"Oh, won so quickly?" on the other side, Han Wei said with a relaxed face.

I saw him holding his right hand behind his back, as if he was walking and playing, just using one left hand to gesture at random.

And his opponents, the Longmen Gate Master Xiong Shan and the Taishang Elder Yang Yaozi, were weak and retreated.

"It's amazing!" Chen Feng looked at it, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. This Han Wei is definitely as invincible as the original King of Jizo.

"That's it, it's boring to play any longer, so I'll teach you a lesson!" Han Wei smiled, and his left hand suddenly stretched out two fingers, and quickly clicked out.

I saw two muffled snorts, but I saw that Xiong Zhen and Yang Yaozi both flew out upside down, and their breath also dropped suddenly.

Chen Feng opened his mouth wide in surprise, only to see that Xiong Zheng and Yang Yaozi's cultivation had dropped sharply in a single finger, and they both fell to the strength of the peak of the Eight Tribulations Scattered Immortals.

"Seal some of your strength, if the next performance satisfies me, I will consider letting you recover!" Han Wei said lightly, as if he had just done something insignificant.

PS: Happy Christmas Eve, everyone, and the rest of the days are safe.