This is an indiscriminate attack, and Kim Sung-wei has lost his mind. At this moment, there are many monks of the demon clan, even if they have the protection of the seven demon kings, there are three monks of the great demon realm who can't dodge it, and they directly lose their lives. There were even more than a dozen monks of the Great Demon Realm who were seriously injured and vomited blood, and languished to the ground.

The screams, the screams, and the sound of the earth cracking are intertwined, and in front of Qingyun Mountain, it is like a hell on earth at this moment. A monk in the realm of the Demon King went berserk, and his destructive power could be described as terrifying. Punching the old master to death, Jin Shengwei was in such a realm, under such a violent attack, almost no one could stop him in a short time.

"Sect Master Yi, kill him, kill him quickly!" The countless cultivators of the human race were shouting in unison, and at this moment they could only pin their hopes on Yi Yunfei

"Shengwei, stop quickly, stay in Qingshan, don't be afraid of no firewood, don't be impulsive!" Cao Jiema shouted, and his figure rose into the air.

He was very anxious and wanted to make a move, but he didn't think about making a move on Yi Yunfei, he just wanted to save Jin Shengwei's life. But as soon as he wanted to make a move, a light cough suddenly sounded in his ears.

The cough was so clear that it seemed like someone had put their mouth close to his ear. Cao Jiema, who was anxious and ready to make a move, suddenly stiffened, raised his eyes, and just saw Yuan Guizong, who was sitting on a big stone and holding a big wine gourd in his arms, looking at him with a smile.

Cao Jiema felt a cool air rush from the tail vertebrae to the top of his head, his heart was cold, and his hands trembled irrepressibly.

He was the leader of all the demon clans entering the two states of the human race this time, and he was very cautious in every step. He knew very well that the follow-up arrival of the demon clan did not have a very exact time. Therefore, the demon monks who entered the two states of the human race this time, for every time they consume one, there will be one less, and if they die, they will die, and there will be no supplement. However, the monks of the human race are endless, and if they are the slightest negligent, their group of demon monks will easily be wiped out.

From the time Cao Jiema knew that he was going to lead the first batch of troops to enter the Terran territory, he already knew that he was playing the role of cannon fodder. But he also knew that anger and unwillingness could not change the situation at all.

Any living being has a desire to survive. After entering the territory of the Terrans, the problem that Cao Jiema has been thinking about is how to save himself. He made painstaking arrangements and tried his best to retain his strength, hoping that he could delay until the real big attack of the demon clan came, so that they could have a glimmer of life.

Under his planning, he constantly challenged the Terran monks and showed the strength of the demon race. On the one hand, it is to protect itself with the help of the agreement between the high-level of the demon clan and the human race. On the other hand, he wanted to give the Terran monks enough deterrence. This kind of deterrence can shape a concept of the invincibility of the demon race, which is buried in the hearts of the Terran monks. In this way, the morale of the Terran monks will be reduced, and favorable conditions will be provided for the arrival of the demon clan in the future. And in Cao Jiema's mind, the most important thing is to make the Terran monks unable to attack in a group at least for a short time, so that their safety in the two states of the Terran can be guaranteed.

After this idea was determined, all of Cao Jiema's arrangements were made around this theme. Yi Yunfei killed several Great Demon Cultivators, and did it so easily, which made Cao Jiema vigilant. He didn't want the Terran monks to feel this way, and he felt that the demon monks seemed to be able to defeat very easily.

He was already cautious enough, Yi Yunfei was just a monk who had entered the realm of gods, and Yi Yunzong was just a relatively unremarkable sect in the relatively dilapidated land of Yizhou among the two states of the human race. He still summoned all the demon clan cultivators, striving to hit with one blow and not give Yi Yunfei any chance to flip.

But what he didn't expect was that the brutality of the demon race, coupled with the several victories won by the human race, was already constantly changing the mentality of the human monks. He thought that he was only facing the monks of Yi Yun Sect, but he didn't expect that the movement was too big and attracted so many masters.

And now, he has seen that Jin Shengwei will not be able to defeat Yi Yunfei, and if he admits defeat and retreats, he may be able to save his life. If not, even if it is supported for a while, I am afraid that I will eventually die here.

However, Jin Shengwei, the Demon King of the Iron Tribe, was now in a state of madness, and his advice had no effect. wanted to help, and as soon as he made a move, the Terran master who made him feel terrified had already noticed him.

He didn't dare to move, including the many demon clan monks behind him. The demon monk's face at this moment was like kneaded paper, crumpled. They anxiously shouted at Jin Shengwei, hoping that the big man would regain a moment of composure.

At the same time, many demon clan monks had already begun to look around, looking for the best escape route. They had already retreated, and they no longer had the slightest rainbow-like momentum.

The result that made the demon clan monks desperate soon appeared, and the demon clan monks were like mourning one by one, looking at the situation in the battlefield with some blankness.

Yi Yunfei's figure flickered, flickering around Jin Shengwei. The long-awaited opportunity finally appeared, and he didn't hesitate.

With a light movement of his fingers, he scolded, "Broken!"

The earth-shattering screams rang out again, and a huge black shadow swirled and whistled towards the other side of the Golden Scale River. The blood rain in the sky fell again, Jin Shengwei's huge figure rolled and wailed on the ground, and the terrible voice entered his ears, and the people watching the battle, whether they were demons or humans, felt their hairs stand upside down.

The black shadow that swirled out was the only giant axe left in Jin Shengwei's hand, and Yi Yunfei directly shattered Jin Shengwei's remaining left hand this time. Without an arm, the giant axe in his hand naturally flew out, flying straight out of a distance of more than 3,000 meters, and smashed down on a mountain peak like a meteorite.

The mountain peaks broke waist-high and collapsed, and as the dust dissipated, a great axe stood alone in the wilderness. Jin Shengwei's big hand, covered in pitch-black fur, was still tightly gripped on the handle of the axe, and the huge axe was covered with blood and scraped flesh.

It's a sight that makes your scalp tingle at first sight. The demon monks' faces became more and more pale, and they looked at Cao Jiema with inquiring eyes.

Cao Jiema's complexion kept changing, and he was violently entangled in his heart. This trip to Yi Yunzong has completely deviated from his plan. What he needed to decide now was whether to save the face of the demon clan or save Jin Shengwei's life.

"Sect Master Yi, be a man and leave a line, see you in the future, our clan's demon king Jin Shengwei is already in such a situation, please raise your noble hand!" The spirit of Cao Jiema, the demon king of the Yingzhao Division, seemed to leave his body with this sentence. Everything he had painstakingly built vanished with his words.

Cao Jiema compromised, and his strong desire to survive made him abandon the so-called glory. He wanted to keep the vitality of the demon clan's side, he began to believe in the agreement between the demon clan's high-level and the human race, and hoped that under the condition of keeping to himself, he could maintain his strength and wait for the demon clan's big come.

From the moment he opened his mouth to say this, the demon race was no longer an invincible existence in the eyes of the human race, and it was no longer a high-ranking existence. Rather, like all monks, they are ordinary beings who can be defeated, who are afraid, and who will beg for mercy.

I don't know who was the first to utter the cheers, and it kept spreading, coming out of the mouths of all the Terran monks who were concerned about the battle. The sound of cheers rang out like a tidal wave, filling the sky. This was the first time that the Terran monk had felt so proud after being aggrieved for nearly half a year. Whether the Terran monks were old or young, they all looked at Yi Yunfei's gaze with deep gratitude.

During the time when the demon clan entered the two states of the human race, it became the demon in the hearts of almost all the human monks, tormenting their hearts day and night, making it difficult for them to sleep. They are worried all the time, worried that they don't know when, at some inadvertent time, the demon clan will suddenly appear at their gate, breaking their nostalgic and stable life, and they have no power to resist.

In the past half a year, in the minds of all the human cultivators, the demon clan, except for the powerhouses of the top forces of the human race, no one can defeat. This kind of cognition, like a sharp knife, is always scratching in their hearts.

But today, Yi Yunzong, a sect that was not famous in the past, a teenager who was only a teenager, with the cultivation of entering the god realm, crossed the level to fight against the master of the demon king realm of the demon clan, and actually beat the opponent without the power to fight back. This gave hope to all the monks of the Race, and their demons were finally cracked.

Endless aura gathered in front of Qingyun Mountain, and Yi Yunfei's arms were hot for a while, and a trace of light emanated from his chest. In the past, the movement of the Zongyun card caused some trouble to Yi Yunfei, and Yi Yunfei had been hanging the Zongyun card on his chest during this time.

At this moment, under the attention of tens of millions of monks in the two states, the Zongyun card was activated again, and the endless aura was suddenly infused. Although Yi Yunfei's figure didn't seem to have changed to the naked eye, he himself felt that his body was bulging for a while, and the diaphragm from the God Realm to the King Realm was making a clicking sound, and it was about to shatter at any time.

"My beef, sect master, why are you such a loser!" a terrible cry came, and many human races couldn't help laughing. You don't need to raise your eyes to see, many people already know who made this voice, He Dazhu, this guy, it's too difficult not to remember him.

The demon clan monk's resentful gaze stared straight at He Dazhu, even if the momentum was completely suppressed at this moment, they still had the urge to rush up and blast this kid to pieces.

Where would He Dazhu care how the demon clan looked at him, his face was full of pain, he picked up pieces of minced meat from the ground, and looked at it carefully, and the slightly neater ones were all put into the mustard seed bag. He didn't forget to shout to Yi Yunfei: "My sect master, my ancestor! Please stop wasting food, hurry up and clean up this livestock! Don't you know that firewood and rice are expensive? Thousands of people in Yi Yunzong are waiting for dinner!"