"This son, it is so beyond expectations?"

With Yi Wentian's knowledge, he was also a little stunned at this time. Fortunately, after all, he has been out of Bazhou and seen bigger rivers and lakes, so he is not too out of shape.

"We both underestimated each other, and it seems that the Demon Marquis may not be able to defeat this son easily. ”

Xiao Qian and Chen Da looked at each other and smiled.

Demon Dao Demon Dao, although they are not bound by the pedantic rules of the righteous path, but it does not mean that they are vicious bad people, at least emotionally, they are more inclined to rescue their blue and yellow families.

If Shi Xiaole can fight with the Demon Hou, he will be happy to see it.

"He is worthy of the Holy Son. ”

The light of the Demon Hou's eyes became solemn for the first time, and he looked at Shi Xiaole deeply. This young man, who brought him a threat from his identity, is now unconsciously starting to catch up with him in terms of strength.

What is the secret left by the Dark Demon God Monarch that can make another person undergo such a big transformation?

Suppressing his doubts, the Demon Marquis closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes did not fluctuate, and he said: "Six hundred years ago, the Divine Monarch led the Demon Dao to glory, and this year, six hundred years later, I want to fight with the descendants of the Divine Monarch, no matter whether I win or lose, whether I live or die, I have no regrets in my heart!"

The loud voice spread hundreds of miles up and down Cangshan, as if it had penetrated the clouds, with his indomitable determination and ambition.

At this moment, as the demon marquis got up, his not burly figure seemed to be a high mountain in front of everyone, making many people's eyes involuntarily look up slightly.

"Demon Hou, you are a character, and I am very happy to fight with you. ”

Shi Xiaole said, take a step.

Rumble!!!

With the two of them as the center, within a radius of ten zhang, it was shrouded in a layer of violently surging majestic momentum, and every inch of space was like a small explosive buried in it, which would explode and overturn at any time.

The ninefold masters of the Lingguan Realm who were waiting for leisure did not dare to approach at all. The extreme master of the Spirit Pass Realm was also uneasy under this momentum, and it was difficult to breathe.

However, this is not the end of the story.

The Demon Hou's eyes were calm, and his momentum rose higher and higher, which meant that it was endless. A layer of black demonic energy, centered on him, rolled in all directions, and even the sun in the sky could not penetrate, and the world suddenly fell into darkness.

What the Demon Marquis comprehends is the artistic conception of the magic cloud in the profound artistic conception.

This kind of artistic conception can not only increase the magic martial arts, but also simulate the state of the rolling clouds, many people feel that their brains are suddenly chaotic, as if they can't think of anything, don't want to do anything, just want to sleep deeply.

"Hou Ye's magic cloud artistic conception can devour the power of the human body, after a long time, it will even damage the vitality of the human body, everyone retreat, retreat!"

The people of the Demon Heaven Sect lifted the Red Succubus and the three brothers of the Qi family, and hurriedly flew back.

Everyone had already heard of the Demon Lord's Demon Cloud Artistic Conception, and as soon as the black Demon Cloud appeared, it had retreated hundreds of meters desperately, so that the platform was empty, but instead it was up and down the mountain road, and it was full of people.

Everyone looked at the demon clouds that were permeating in horror, and they couldn't give up the fighting spirit to challenge.

Only the blue and yellow masters standing behind Shi Xiaole did not retreat, but just looked firmly at the figure of Yushu Linfeng in front of them, just like their beliefs.

The black hair flew lightly, and when the dim demon cloud eroded in, Shi Xiaole's body suddenly exuded a sword momentum. In the void, there seemed to be countless long swords unsheathed, and the sonorous sound of unison was shocking and turbulent.

The Demon Lord's magic cloud artistic conception is black, with a magic machine that covers everything.

And Shi Xiaole's sword momentum was a thick crimson, fierce and tyrannical, all the way, with the terrible intent to destroy everything, crushing everything in the world!

The fierce true intent comprehended in the Huoyun Mountain Range was far less perfect than it is now, and the form was inconsistent.

In addition, there were only a few people from the Ling Sword Sect who had really seen the real body release their ferocious true intentions, so Shi Xiaole was not worried about being associated with them.

Sneer......

As soon as the black demonic qi and the crimson sword momentum collided, they immediately emitted a continuous sound like electromagnetic waves, as if two waves were impacting each other, erupting into ten thousand waves.

At the junction of black and red, the air shattered, the wind stopped, and a small circle appeared on the ground directly below, and finally expanded and sunken downward, as if an invisible hand was pressing.

Boast!

In the momentum duel, the crimson sword roared wildly, took the upper hand, and began to devour the black demon cloud. In the end, the demon cloud retreated again and again, keeping it at the size of six zhang, guarding the demon marquis who lived in the center.

"What?"

The masters of the Demon Heaven Sect were stunned.

"The Holy Prince's sword is stronger?"

The crowd was amazed.

There were also people who were very keen, feeling the will in the crimson sword momentum, and muttered: "True meaning, this Holy Son actually grasped the true meaning, no wonder, no wonder ......"

Everyone was stupid, and their chests were stuffy and their spirits trembled because of the increasingly strong will in the crimson sword momentum. Many people simply close their eyes, only to find that there is fear in their hearts, but they are even more invaded by that fierce will, and their spirits have the illusion that they are about to collapse.

"This is absolutely profound and sincere, it is terrifying!"

"In the end, the heirs of the Divine Monarch are the descendants of the Divine Monarch, with our vision, we were still talking about the Holy Prince, what a ridiculous thing!"

Looking at the crimson sword momentum, Yue Zhi Yuanyu, like the figure of the master, people seem to have gone back in time, and saw the back of another demon god, crisscrossing in the rivers and lakes six hundred years ago, killing blood and rain, killing the righteous people in panic.

Time has made people forget too much, people only remember the glory of the Divine Monarch, but blur his unrivaled strength and demeanor.

"Holy Prince!"

The blue and yellow families shouted in unison, this was their cry from the heart and from the soul.

At this moment, Shi Xiaole really conquered their hearts. With such a young and brilliant genius leading them, they will be able to recreate the grandeur of 600 years ago.

"I underestimated you. ”

The Demon Marquis couldn't keep calm anymore, and his face showed an unconcealable astonishment and surprise, and in an instant, the battle intent in his eyes burst out, piercing the heavens and the earth.

With the heart of King's Landing, he has the courage to face any challenge, and if even a young man under the age of thirty cannot defeat him, how can he be qualified to achieve his ideals?

He is an undefeated demon lord, and no one can stop him in his way.

"Kill!"

The tongue bloomed with thunder, the air roared, and the demon lord slammed forward with a fist, with all his fighting spirit and all his ambitions. The fist compressed the distance between time and space, and in less than a breath, he crossed the black and red worlds and came to Shi Xiaole.

The body flew vertically, Shi Xiaole kicked at the rushing demon marquis, and dragged a series of figures in the red mang.

After swallowing the healing medicine, the red succubus and the three brothers of the Qi family, who gradually recovered their senses, saw this scene, and their hearts were extremely desperate and bitter.

The speed of Shi Xiaole's kick was clearly faster than before, it turned out that the other party not only did not use a sword, but also did not even use all his legs.

Bang!

The center of his foot was blocked by a fist, and Shi Xiaole and the Demon Marquis met their eyes. Silently, Shi Xiaole moved to the left rear of the Demon Hou, and his left foot just kicked out, almost at the same time, there were dense legs on the right, above, and even before and after, as if endless leg shadows.

Each leg shadow is full of violent and fierce power, and can easily kick and shatter steel plates and gold stones.

This is the ultimate embodiment of the wind god's legs, and under the secret urging of the internal force of the Phaseless Divine Skill, it can easily shock the extreme master of the Spirit Pass Realm.

Bang bang bang......

It's just that the Demon Hou is obviously not an ordinary Lingguan realm extreme master, since he comprehended the demonic desire without heart, he can enter the state of 'ruthless selflessness, heaven and earth are concentric' anytime and anywhere, and he changes his moves without thinking.

Because the surrounding areas of heaven and earth are all extensions of his body, any trace of wind and grass can be detected by him in advance, so as to make the most correct response.

"Your leg technique is useless against Ben Hou, Demon Desire Fist!"

After hundreds of attacks, and the time was only a few blinks of an eye, the Demon Hou smashed out his left fist, and the black light was extremely strong, as if the ink had entered the black water, and the black was even darker.

Time seemed to stand still, all because of the speed of the Demon Hou's punch, which was on par with Fengshen's legs, so that it deceived the vision of everyone present and gave them the illusion that time was slowing down.

Fists and legs were exchanged, Shi Xiaole flew out upside down and fell to the ground, and the progress of the Demon Marquis was also stagnant.

"In terms of internal strength, it is obvious that the Demon Marquis is more powerful, but the Holy Son has a true intention bonus, and the two can be regarded as offsetting. ”

Everyone looked nervously at the field, and their eyes did not dare to blink, for fear of missing the most wonderful picture.

I saw that the entire platform, with the fight between the two, had become a mixture of black and red, like a domain in the demon, a realm of its own, and the sunlight could not penetrate.

The speed of the two of them was so fast that they exceeded their limits, and often the phantom in the same place had not yet dissipated, and then moved to another place. Their figures also changed from ten to twenty, from twenty to fifty, and finally to a hundred, two hundred......

The entire black and red realm is full of their figures, some of them are fighting each other, some are flying back from each other, some are attacking left and right, and some are competing for killing moves...... A demolition move in the sense of ordinary people is enough for them to duel more than ten moves.

"Oh my God! with my strength, ten is not enough for them to kill in a few moves. ”

"The strength of the two of them is probably beyond the scope of the extreme masters of the Lingguan Realm, and they are infinitely close to the invincible masters of the Lingguan Realm!"

People were horrified and chilled.

The ultimate master is the standard stipulated by the rivers and lakes, and the invincible master, who cannot be defined, is subconsciously shouted out by them.

It is unimaginable that the difference in strength between people can be so exaggerated that they are both cultivators of the Spirit Pass Realm.

Where is this Lingguan realm level fight, compared to the two in the field, their past duels are as ridiculous as children playing at home, and they are not on the stage.

Another exchange, surging with air.

"It's been a long time since I've played so happily, so I should thank you. But then, Benhou will really go all out, you have to be careful. ”

As he spoke, the Demon Marquis took out a pair of black silk gloves from his body and put them on almost reverently, and when the gloves were combined with his hands, a black gas spontaneously generated, like thousands of small snakes entangled between his fingers, which was extremely weird.

"Demonic Gauntlets?!"

Lan Tian's eyes widened, he screamed, and then looked at Shi Xiaole, his face was already full of worry.

The Demon Desire Gauntlet, from the senior brother of the Black Demon God Monarch, is a medium-grade spirit soldier, and it is born with the ability to match those who practice the Demon Desire Divine Skill, which can greatly increase its power.

But isn't this weapon already broken?

The first battle six hundred years ago was too tragic, and the spirit soldiers, including masters such as the Wind and Rain Twin Demons, had been scrapped, otherwise with the resources of the Blue and Yellow Families, how could they not be passed on?

"It took me decades to gather all kinds of materials to make this weapon more recently. ”

The Demon Marquis smiled faintly.

The method of casting spirit soldiers has long been lost, and the completion he said is only the above good materials to fill the gaps in the gloves, of course, it cannot be compared with the real demonic gloves.

But no matter what, its power is equivalent to that of the top-grade spirit soldiers, which is enough to increase his combat power by nearly forty percent.