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The ground continued to collapse downward in the storm, and in an instant, half of the wind sand castle was destroyed.

As the blade storm approached rapidly, even though the middle-aged man was already covered in injuries and gall all over his body, he still couldn't help but feel cold.

The hands changed rapidly, and one by one the handprints were pinched out, and then the middle-aged body began to flicker with an extremely strange fluctuation.

As the handprints changed, the red thunder around his body began to change.

In just a few breaths, the red thunder turned into a hideous and vicious demon god statue behind the middle-aged man.

He didn't know what means to use, borrowed the aura of killing demons, and temporarily condensed the spirit of killing demons. Of course, this is only a false spirit, without the condensation of its own will, it all relies on borrowed power, just like water without a source and a tree without roots, at most only one percent of the power of a true god.

But even one percent of the spirit is still not to be underestimated.

The hundred-meter-high demon slayer manipulated the red thunder, as if setting off a huge wave, surging the red thunder towards the blood-black blade storm.

The tearing force of the storm tore the red thunder apart. The attack of killing demons is simply useless.

Rumble!

Crazy celestial thunderclouds began to coalesce overhead.

A thunderbolt of thunder fell from the sky and landed on the demon slayer, and the demon slayer let out a miserable roar.

With the bombardment of heavenly thunder, the body of the demon slayer also began to be occupied by two colors.

The blue-purple heavenly thunder and the blood-red demon thunder were entangled, swelling the demon-slaying body even greater.

"Roar!"

With a miserable roar, the demon-slayer's body twisted and was completely enveloped in two brilliances.

When the Blade Storm shattered that layer of brilliance, the Demon Slayer's body reappeared in the storm.

The red thunder dissipated, and the blue-purple thunder no longer existed. Traveling around the demon slayer is a kind of chaotic-colored thunder, and in the weird arc, the body of the demon slayer has also changed greatly.

The original black scales around the body turned gray, and the horns as sharp as knives also had a few more branches, igniting the demonic fire of purgatory, with endless evil in the domineering spirit.

The Demon Slayer rose into the air, coiling around the Blade Storm, and the claws of the devil kept tearing at the storm wall, trying to tear apart the huge storm tornado that was circling.

Every time he tore, there was a huge sound, and waves of qi rushed out, accompanied by an extremely strong energy fluctuation, which was transmitted wildly outward.

Click!

A demon's claw was severed by the storm, and the demon slayer let out a scream.

"Hmph! vulnerable!" came a sneer to Ying Feng in the midst of the storm.

Shhh

At the same time, the Demon Slayer had already opened his mouth wide, and the gap torn by the previous demon's claws continued to widen the entire open opening.

In the midst of the storm, the sneer on Xiang Yingfeng's face gradually converged.

Rumble!

Facing the torn opening, the demon-slayer's mouth opened, and a chaotic-colored mist was spit out, flying straight towards the wind in the very center.

Xiang Yingfeng manipulated the blade, and within the tornado blade storm, another layer of small tornadoes appeared, desperately tearing at the chaotic-colored mist. It's just that the mist is very domineering, no matter how the blade storm tores it, it can't completely crush it, and can only constantly contend with it, interfering with its breakthrough and preventing it from hurting the most central Xiang Yingfeng.

Just when this tornado blade storm could barely stop the attack of the demon slayer, the demon slayer actually spit out a red bead from his mouth.

It is an aggregate of a large amount of energy, and it is a product born of the demon slaying to gather all the demonic power in the body.

It is extremely chaotic and evil.

At this moment, as soon as it broke away from the demon-killing body, it quickly crashed towards Xiang Yingfeng, wanting to seize Xiang Yingfeng's body and turn his body into a nest of all evils.

Beneath the blood-colored sphere, the storm began to melt, and even the setting sun in the west could not compare to its brilliance at the moment.

The colors of heaven and earth have dimmed, and all the colors seem to be disappearing, leaving only this strange blood red.

In the surprised and shocked eyes of countless people, the blood-colored ball slammed into Xiang Yingfeng's body.

Rumble!

With a violent explosion, most of the Wind Sand Castle and half of the small Nine Mountains City were destroyed in this explosion.

"Xu Daoduo, if you kill me today, I will kill your whole family in the future, kill... Kill!" Xiang Yingfeng's face was filled with murderous aura, and he said viciously. Immediately after that, his expression changed, and he said with a particularly sad expression.

"Woo! I died so miserably!

The expression of grievance stopped, and the next moment Xiang Yingfeng became affectionate, "Ying'er, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you anymore, I hope you can find a good person to marry again, so that I can also feel at ease." ”

"Haha! I'm not dead! I'm not dead! I want revenge, revenge!" The infatuated expression instantly converged, and Xiang Yingfeng yelled again wildly.

"Who am I?" a confused look flashed in his eyes.

"I am... Zhao San··· No, no, no... I'm Liu Xu... Not right either. Xiang Yingfeng suddenly raised his orchid finger, and said coquettishly: "No!

Hearing Xiang Yingfeng's squeamish words, all the people who looked at him couldn't help but shudder.

People saw that something was wrong with him.

Xiang Yingfeng was still constantly changing his role there, and then he was talking to himself and answering himself.

"He... Is this crazy?" finally someone couldn't help but say.

"It's crazy! If he wasn't crazy, he would never say such a thing!" At this moment, Xiang Yingfeng was playing a baby in swaddling clothes, putting his thumb in his mouth, sucking continuously, saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth, stained with his clothes.

"Great! This madman is finally completely insane, and he deserves it... You deserve it!" shouted excitedly as countless people shouted, except for the sand thieves in Wind Sand Castle.

"This is retribution, to the wind... Xiang Yingfeng, he is a madman, he should have gone crazy. ”

With Xiang Yingfeng's crazy performance, the mood of victory began to inspire everyone who was not in tune with Xiang Yingfeng, and those sand thieves in the wind sand castle were like being stripped of their backbones and completely withered, and even many sand thieves directly laid down their weapons and chose to surrender.

"He's gone crazy, let's go up and kill him!" Several wizards who also wanted to kill Xiang Yingfeng, but didn't have the courage to step forward before, thought of something at this moment, and took the lead in rushing towards Xiang Yingfeng.

Although Xiang Yingfeng is crazy, but there is a saying that 'the tiger is still there', although he is a madman, but he is also a very famous madman, if he can kill Xiang Yingfeng, get this name bonus, and walk in Donglai in the future, who doesn't give a little face?

"You want to kill me, Lao Tzu will kill you first!"

The expression on Xiang Yingfeng's face suddenly became extremely angry, and with a slap of his palm, those speculative wizards were beaten into a piece of flesh and blood.

The huge, heaven-and-earth storm of blades dissipated. As the storm dissipated, Xiang Yingfeng, who was hiding inside, finally revealed his true face.

The black scimitar in his hand had shattered, leaving only a broken hilt in his hand. His head was deeply rooted, and his long messy hair hid his face, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.

The demon slayer fell from the sky and turned into a middle-aged man with a scarface in mid-air.

It fell weakly, and it didn't even take any measures.

Obviously, the previous battle had exhausted all his physical strength and even his vitality.

A woman in a blue robe flew out and caught the middle-aged man smoothly. looked at the middle-aged Scarface with a sad expression. This blue-robed woman is the city lord of Jiushan City, but although she is the lord of a city, she has no room to play before such a big battle. In the face of the poisonous creatures that respond to the wind, there is nothing they can do.

Lying in the woman's soft arms, smelling the refreshing fragrance, Scarface's middle-aged age is already weak as silk at this moment, his skin is rapidly drying up, his hair has withered like autumn grass, and his breath of life and even his soul breath is rapidly dissipating. Just wait for a moment, and then your soul will be gone.

The blue-robed woman gently brushed away the middle-aged yellow's messy hair with her fingertips, revealing his old and pale face.

"Is it worth it?" the woman's voice was heartbreaking.

The middle-aged man seemed to have a feeling, and opened his mouth vaguely.

There was no sound, but everyone knew that it was two words.

"It's worth it... ！”

The demon slayer in the underworld, with the power of the invisible contract, took away the last trace of vitality and soul of the city lord of Fuyao City, the middle-aged man with a scarred face. This middle-aged man who is worthy of sympathy, but equally worthy of admiration, has finally disappeared.

His body was reduced to ashes in the wind, completely wiped out, and all traces of his existence disappeared without a trace. At the end of his life, he sent his enemies into madness, fulfilled his last wish, and was redeemed even if his soul was scattered.

At this time, Xiang Yingfeng raised his lowered head.

The wind blew his long hair open, revealing his face.

The snort is still there, even extremely heavy. Obviously, Xiang Yingfeng is not dead yet.

The sand thieves of Wind Sand Castle cheered, while the rest of the people turned gloomy. Xiang Yingfeng is not dead, everything will be irreparable.

Suddenly, Xiang Yingfeng's expressionless face revealed an extremely strange look.

It gave people the illusion that it was Xiang Yingfeng's face, overlapping countless faces, each of which was so crazy and twisted, directly twisting the muscles on Xiang Yingfeng's face into a mess.

"Ahh

"Respond to the wind!"

"No... I'm Zhao Guowu?"

"Lin Dong... Han vial··· Li Cuihua··· ！”

Every time the name changes, the expression on Xiang Yingfeng's face changes one more.

"No... It's not me... It's not me... I'm Yang... ”

Rumble!

A dazzling beam of light that could not even be caught with the naked eye flew from the sky and directly hit Xiang Yingfeng's head.

Xiang Yingfeng's head exploded like a rotten watermelon.

"Who is it?" Zhang Baidao's eyes flashed, and he shouted.

Xingluo stepped in, already jumping in the direction where the beam was coming.

Shi Yi and Jiang Huanyu also followed Zhang Baijian closely, chasing the direction where Zhang Baijian was running, and speeding towards the place where the beam hit.