Xuanyuan Ziyi looked nervously at the blue-eyed demon lord and his subordinates, Zhou Xianru exuded a heroic righteousness, Wu Qiutian was the quietest one, he frowned: "Since there is a demon in the name, it is not a good thing, it is not a good thing, and it is useless to keep it." ”

"Horse one, horse two, give it to Ben Jun!" The blue-eyed demon lord let people do it without saying a word.

The people of the demon race never tell people about benevolence, righteousness and morality, and they don't have so many rules, and the other side of being reckless is cruelty and murder.

It was not easy to say a few words to Wu Qiutian, and this was also the curiosity of the Blue-Eyed Demon Lord, and few mortals saw them along the way that they didn't run away from the news, but there were still a few young people waiting for their arrival in this extremely quaint-looking mansion.

Although it was not a couch sweep, it also made him a little interested.

The one named Ma Yi really has a horse face, and the face is often not said, and the hair on the face is somewhat similar to the horse's mane. Ma Er is a delicate little lady, looking at that little appearance, she is very charming, but she is much more ruthless than Ma Yi, who looks honest.

Wu Qiutian threw Xia Yun's soul to Xuanyuan Ziyi with his hand, and advised, "Protect it!"

It is said that the demons don't like to use weapons, and these two people don't use them, and their bodies are the most powerful attack weapons. Ma Yi's fist was three points harder than a weapon forged by Xuantie. With Wu Qiutian's physical strength, even Xuan Tie can pinch out a few handprints. But after punching Ma Yi with eight points of strength, he was surprised to find that this Ma Yi was not only not injured, but became more combative.

The bewitching-looking Ma Er doesn't know how to charm, a pair of fleshy palms fly up and down, and there are meat thorns hidden in her palms, and the barbs are like the tongue of a tiger, as long as you scrape hard, you can scrape off a few taels of meat from ordinary people.

The other party doesn't use weapons, Wu Qiutian naturally has his own arrogance, and now he doesn't know how many catties and taels the two of them have, and he doesn't plan to use weapons.

Lao Hei kept getting smaller, and he seemed to hate these demons extraordinarily, but Wu Qiutian just wouldn't let him out.

With a punch, Ma Yi looked at Wu Qiutian coldly, and said solemnly: "You, not bad." ”

Wu Qiutian smiled: "You, no!"

Three words made Ma Yi completely angry, and being looked down upon by a weak human was his greatest shame. Dao black qi wrapped around Ma Yi's arm, and the black gas was like a small ghost, which could protect his body well, and at the same time, it could also disperse the enemy's protective true qi.

This trick has been tried and tested many times before, but in the face of Wu Qiutian, a freak, he has a feeling that he can't use his strength. Not for anything else, mainly because Wu Qiutian didn't use witch breath to protect his body.

The fists and shadows are staggered, and from time to time he has to face Ma Er's fleshy palms, but Wu Qiutian is still easy to fight.

After fighting for a while, he had already figured out the tricks and routines of the two, smiled coldly, and condensed into a gray witch breath in his hand, which slowly compressed in his hand. The slowly growing witch breath was well hidden by him, and it was still a little difficult to fight the enemy with one hand.

Ma Yi and Ma looked at each other, knowing that it was not a way to fight like this, one attacked from the left, but the other changed direction and flew into the air.

At the moment of falling, the speed of the two of them increased a lot, and Wu Qiutian snorted coldly: "What I am waiting for is that you go up together." ”

The blue-eyed demon lord who was watching the battle from the sidelines secretly said that it was not good, others couldn't see it, but he had already seen that Wu Qiutian had hidden witch breath in the palm of his left hand. But now it's a little impossible to drink the two of them, because the two of them have already arrived at Wu Qiutian's side.

The Blue-Eyed Demon Lord didn't make a move, not because of his pride or fear of being laughed at, but because he sensed the danger around him. He believed that if he made a move, this danger lurking in the shadows would definitely kill without hesitation.

When the two approached, Wu Qiutian threw out a ball of light with his left hand, and the ball of light slowly grew larger in the air, and gradually, the group of light turned into thousands of small swords, which was the unique witch breath sword condensation technique of the Wu Gate.

The little sword flew in all directions, and the two wanted to dodge but there was no room to dodge. Especially Ma Yi, who bore the brunt of the attack, was completely unable to resist Wu Qiutian's attack, not to mention, dozens of these small swords actually drilled into his body.

If that's all right, the demon race's ability to recover its body is stronger than that of the average demon race, not to mention the human race. But those little swords were still restless in his body, and their goal was to go straight to the source.

The demons have powerful bodies, but they have weak souls, and their souls are simply vulnerable in front of the witch enemy. This is just a small sword mixed with some soul attacks, if he really uses soul dementorship, it only takes one breath to turn these two demons into the living dead.

Ma Er was slightly better, but her physical strength was far inferior to Ma Yi, and after being hit, the two of them lay on the ground and kept rolling. It was easy to tell from their expressions how much pain they were suffering, but the whole time, they did not groan.

The Blue-Eyed Demon Lord raised his eyebrows: "Forming an army, sending them on the road, they have done their duty." ”

A person came out of the pile, Xuanyuan Ziyi and Zhou Xianru didn't see his movements clearly at all, and the two demon people who fell to the ground and rolled in pain were wiped on their necks.

Wu Qiutian saw this scene clearly, his conceited physical strength was stronger than ordinary people, and his speed was much faster than that of ordinary monks of the same level. But this person's movements were too fast, one breath time, the black-clothed man who came out of the crowd had an extra black sickle in his hand, but in one breath time, he not only wiped out the necks of the two people on the ground, but also dug out the hot demon hearts of the two people.

Presenting the blood-drenched heart to the eyes of the Blue-Eyed Demon Lord, the Blue-Eyed Demon Lord grabbed a heart and threw it into his mouth without looking, chewing it a few times and swallowing it. Blood mixed with saliva flowed out, and he looked extremely nauseous.

He didn't move the other heart, but waved his hand: "Here you go." ”

Cheng Jun is like a treasure: "Thank you to the Demon Lord for giving the Demon Heart." ”

After saying that, Cheng Jun ran to the back with the demon heart in his hand and slowly enjoyed it. Looking at him, as if he had never seen a heart, greedily sucking the blood on it.

Humans don't understand their desire for the Demon Heart, and for the Demon Race, the Heart is the source of power. Half of the reason they invaded was to gain access to human hearts.

"Chengjun, don't eat too much, this kid's heart is strong and powerful, it should taste good to eat, when you take this son, your heart will reward you with a percent!" The blue-eyed demon lord didn't take Wu Qiutian in his eyes at all.

Cheng Jun carefully put his heart into a black pocket, and then a black scythe appeared in his hand, ready to harvest Wu Qiutian's life.

In the face of speed, there is only one move that can be dodged, and that is the wind trick!

Chengjun's scythe is a naughty child, jumping up and down, but he can't touch Wu Qiutian's body, every time he feels like he is about to touch it, but every time he doesn't touch it.

The blue-eyed demon lord snorted coldly: "Cheng Jun, no longer use the Heavenly Demon Footwork, I will take back my heart." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Jun gritted his teeth, there is no way, if he has no heart, it means that his cultivation will stagnate, stagnate, and sooner or later one day he will be killed like a horse and a horse and a horse, and his heart will be dug out.

The Heavenly Demon Footwork focuses on fast pace and more than 100 variations at the same time, which can make people unpredictable. Originally, the Heavenly Demon Footwork was a good dodging footwork, but after it was improved by the Cheng Army, its attack was as sharp.

The wind trick moved, Wu Qiutian's body was basically floating in the air, constantly fluttering, as long as the attack of the army could drive the wind, he would be able to dodge.

Cheng Jun's body turned into a phantom, but even so, all his movements would drive the wind, so he still couldn't touch Wu Qiutian's body.

In the air, only the light and shadow brought up by the sickle could be seen, and the figures were no longer visible. Even the blue-eyed demon lord, whose cultivation had reached the point of thunder tribulation, still couldn't see the real movements of the two.

The blue-eyed demon lord looked at Xuanyuan Ziyi, revealing a greedy look, since Wu Qiutian and Cheng Jun are fighting at the moment, then why don't you take down this delicious chick first.

He did what he thought, completely ignoring the danger he had perceived before.

The blue-eyed demon lord rushed towards Xuanyuan Ziyi, and Wu Qiutian naturally saw it in his eyes, but the bastard of Chengjun entangled him to death, and he couldn't get out at all.

As a man, Zhou Xianru deservedly stopped in front of Xuanyuan Ziyi, but his little cultivation, how could he be the opponent of the Blue-Eyed Demon Lord, fortunately, before the Blue-Eyed Demon Lord came, Wu Qiutian released Xiao San and Xiao Lu. This time, Xiao San was frustrated, and his flames had no effect on the blue-eyed demon lord, but instead made the other party enjoy it a little. On the contrary, it was Little Green's poisonous powder that made the Blue-Eyed Demon Lord very jealous.

No matter how strong the body is, it is afraid of poison, like this poison that can corrode everything, only the fire can break it, the blue-eyed demon lord was entangled by Xiao Lu, he rushed left and right for a long time, and he did not dodge the powder attack on Xiao Lu's body.

"Wolf girl, when do you want to see it, if you don't make a move, I'll die. "There are a few more small holes in the Blue-Eyed Demon Lord's body, and those holes are spreading little by little.

Out of the crowd came a bewitching but ugly-looking woman, the woman looked at the blue-eyed demon lord and sneered: "If you die, I will be the leader, why should I save you." ”

"Hmph, have you forgotten what the Demon King said?

The wolf girl thought about it, and finally made a move, as soon as she made a move, there was a burst of red powder, and the powder in her hand wrapped the green powder on Xiao Lu's body, and then the green powder magically disappeared little by little.

In the end, Little Green turned into Little Red, and he was completely immobile, as if the red powder had infinite magical power.

The Blue-Eyed Demon Lord grabbed a handful of red powder and stuffed it into the wound on his body, and threw himself at Xuanyuan Ziyi with a cruel smile.