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Chapter 570 Dragon's Reverse Scale, Whoever touches it will die

Subconsciously, Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing leaned against their backs, looking at the soldiers of the Demon Realm who had surrounded them with horror. At this time, there were at least 10,000 soldiers in the Demon Realm surrounding them. Perhaps because Randy Star was too desolate, no more Demon Realm soldiers arrived.

Ten thousand people besieged two celestial immortals who had just ascended. This scene looked very inconsistent, and it felt like killing chickens but using a slaughter.

Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing couldn't say a word. The number of people on the other side was too large, and they were tall and big. The most important thing was that there were at least nine thousand out of ten thousand people who could not see the realm, and the remaining one thousand people were only equal to their strength.

Under the strong psychological pressure, cold sweat had already oozed out of the foreheads of Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing. The backs that were tightly pressed together had already been soaked with sweat, but the two of them were not aware of it.

"I didn't expect that the two small immortals actually had the best immortal weapon!" The unexpected gain made the general of the Demon Army grin and laugh.

"Mom!" Zhang Yayi said that she had witnessed Ao Fang massacre for herself. Ao Wanbing had never experienced real-life battles since she was a child. Unexpectedly, she encountered such a terrifying scene as soon as she ascended. Ao Wanbing was so scared that her face turned pale.

Ao Fang and Zhang Yayi's methods of discipline and cultivation of their children are different. Ao Yu is the next sect leader of Yantian Sect, so he naturally needs to focus on training. Whether in terms of practice, quality, thought, courage, etc., Ao Fang has conducted a series of almost cruel training for him. This is the rule set by Ao Fang himself, and only those who have undergone a series of tempering are qualified to become the sect leader of Yantian Sect. Ao Wanbing is more like a flower growing up in a greenhouse. He has not experienced any storm. Everyone in the family loves her, loves her, and is reluctant to let her suffer grievances. So when facing such a situation, you can imagine the pressure in Ao Wanbing's heart.

"Captain!" The soldiers next to the demon general stepped forward.

"Kill!" The general of the Demon Army shouted coldly, but showed an evil smile as if he was watching a good show.

The soldiers immediately understood the general's meaning and showed an evil smile. Obviously, they did the same thing very often. They winked at the two soldiers who were relatively cannon fodder-level soldiers on the side. The two soldiers walked forward directly, raised the big sword in their hands and greeted Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing.

"Bang!" Zhang Yayi has been a person who has experienced the storm after all. Although she knew that her life would not last long, she would not sit back and wait for death. Ao Wanbing was scared and a little distracted. Zhang Yayi hurried forward. There was another top-grade fairy weapon in her left hand. She raised her hands up and took the attack of two demon soldiers on the head. But it can be seen that although Zhang Yayi possessed the top-grade fairy weapon, it was still very difficult to take the attack from two demon soldiers who were almost the same as her.

"Mom!" Ao Wanbing was awakened by the sound of magic weapons, exclaimed and plucked up the courage, waved the exquisite flying sword specially refined by Ao Fang in his hand and slashed the abdomen of the two demon soldiers.

"Puchi!" The two demon soldiers were unable to react and were directly cut open by Ao Wanbing's flying sword, which hurt. The two of them rushed back and released their magical power with a blank expression to repair the wound instantly.

"Two more!" The general of the Demon Army was in a mood to watch the show. Seeing that the two soldiers could not do anything to Zhang Yayi, who had the best immortal weapon, they also had two more demon soldiers.

At this moment, Ao Wanbing finally stood on the same front with Zhang Yayi. The two barely blocked the attack of the four demon soldiers. However, the more serious injuries this time were not the four demon soldiers, but Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing. At this time, there were dozens of blood-flowing scars on their bodies. Ao Wanbing's exquisite tender face even left a large wound, which made people feel very distressed to see.

"Two more!"

With the order from the general of the Demon Army, six Demon Army soldiers rushed forward. Now Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing were completely beaten to no avail. With just one round of attacks, the two of them knelt down on the ground with exhaustion. The fairy clothes on their bodies were covered with bloody red blood, which was so shocking.

The mother and daughter were pale, with despair, unwillingness, dissatisfaction, and tenacity in their eyes. Their hearts were shouting. Will they be farewell to their families after they ascended?

Each of the ten thousand demon soldiers watched were looking at their companions as they were cold-blooded animals and treated Zhang Yayi and their daughter cruelly. None of them showed even a trace of sympathy and compassion in their eyes. In their eyes, people in the fairy world would have to have one end when they encountered them, that is - death, even women, children, or elderly people, were the same in their eyes.

"Okay, the show ends here. Kill them and go to the next planet!"

At the command of the Demon Army general, ten demon soldiers holding bright big swords walked forward with murderous aura and surrounded Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing who had already kneeled down on the ground with a loss of strength. A cold light flashed in their eyes, and ten big swords suddenly cut off Zhang Yayi and his daughter.

"husband!"

"dad!"

Fear and unwillingness, Zhang Yayi and her daughter hugged each other, subconsciously closed their eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.

"Huh!" Just as the sword of the Demon Army soldier had just fallen, a strong wind blew to Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing, bringing a hint of coolness.

After a long time, the sickle of the god of death did not pass through her body. The cool breeze was a little weird. Zhang Yayi was about to open her eyes and see what happened. Suddenly, a sound that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar to them sounded softly in the ears of their mother and daughter.

"Yayi, Bing'er!"

The sound is full of magnetism, care, and warmth, just like the winter sun, warming the cold hearts of Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing again.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a handsome face filled with dreams was placed in front of him. His black eyes were full of tenderness, his signature charming and confident smile, and Zhang Yayi's tears burst out like a flood that broke through the dam. He didn't think about his situation at this time, and even forgot the wounds on his body and threw them into the arms of the person in front of him.

The visitor is Ao Fang who rushed over at the critical moment!

"Husband!" Ao Fang's appearance made Zhang Yayi lie in Ao Fang's arms and cry with relief. She didn't know whether the tears were sad, rebirth after despair, or the joy of meeting. Everything just turned into silent tears.

"Dad!" Ao Wanbing's reaction was half a beat slower than Zhang Yayi, and he also threw himself into Ao Fang's arms and started crying wantonly.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Ao Fang smiled softly and gently stroked the back of his wife and children. He knew that those who were almost dead need comfort.

After hundreds of years of separation, the four of Aofang family finally reunited, but they did not expect that they were in such an environment.

The three of them hugged each other tightly without saying too much. Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing completely forgot that there were more than 10,000 demon troops around. Because of Ao Fang's appearance, the two felt very relieved, which was a heartfelt feeling.

What Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing didn't notice was that at the moment Ao Fang appeared, the more than 10,000 demon soldiers who were playing with him just now were all motionless as if they had been imposed on the detent technique, and even their ability to speak was deprived. They just widened their eyes, their eyes filled with fear.

"Husband, I thought I would never see you again in my life!"

After Ao Fang's comfort, Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing finally calmed down their excitement.

"I'll help you heal your wounds first!"

As he spoke, Ao Fang waved his big hand at the two of them, and a soft life force surrounded Zhang Yayi and his daughter.

The comfortable feeling quickly spread throughout the body. In a short while, the injuries on both of them were healed, and even the scars were not left behind, which aroused Ao Wanbing's curiosity and infinite admiration for Ao Fang.

Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing, who had come back to their senses, just now they realized that the situation around them was strange. They had been immersed in the joy of charging with Ao Fang, and then they found that the demon troops around had never moved.

The very smart two people even thought about it with their toes and knew that it must be Ao Fang's masterpiece. Just as they were about to ask about the situation, Ao Fang's handsome face, which was originally with Xi and a smile, suddenly became extremely cold.

"You guys wait here first!"

Zhang Yayi, who had been a couple with Aofang for so many years, sensed Aofang's anger from Aofang's eyes, grabbed Ao Wanbing and stared blankly as Aofang took action to teach the soldiers who had bullied him just now.

While speaking, Ao Fang walked to the demon soldiers who were still holding their hands in the air. The murderous aura caused the temperature around him to suddenly drop, and even a thin layer of frost formed on the ground.

Ao Fang was very angry, very angry. In Ao Fang's heart, his reverse scales were his struggle. His great motivation for his struggle came from his family, and for his family, he did not allow anyone to hurt his family.

Even Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing could clearly feel Ao Fang's anger. Ao Wanbing, who had been accustomed to Ao Fang's kind face since childhood, had never seen Ao Fang so angry, and clenched Zhang Yayi's hand nervously.

And the ten thousand demon soldiers were already scared by Ao Fang's cold murderous aura and unconsciously shed a cold sweat.

"Demon World, I, Aofang, had nothing to do with you, but you hurt my closest family and almost killed them!"

Ao Fang's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard into the ears of each demon army, like a heavy hammer. Every word was said and it would hammer heavily on their fragile hearts.

Under the strong psychological pressure, many people even began to tremble involuntarily. Some people had already become weak, but were bound by Ao Fang's absolute domain. They did not have the right to lie down. At this moment, their life and death were no longer controlled by them, but were controlled by the person in front of them who fought against Canglan Demon Emperor and the Great Demon King Satan not long ago.

"You all are going to die!"

As soon as the word "death" fell, ten demon soldiers who had just thought of killing Zhang Yayi and Ao Wanbing flew into the air with horror eyes. The corners of their mouths were shaking slightly, as if they wanted to speak, but they couldn't even send out a syllable.

When ten demon soldiers flew over the demon army, a light flashed in Ao Fang's eyes.

"Boom!" Without any warning, ten demon soldiers were oppressed by the fluctuations in space and exploded into pieces on the spot, turning into blood mist and sprinkling on the demon soldiers.

The blood and minced meat poured the soldiers who had already turned blue like heavy rain into blood.
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