Liang Hongluo's face didn't look good, firstly because of anger, and secondly because this dragon bone sword was an evil object. It had always been owned by the Demon Lord, and it had the power to move wind and rain when it slashed. However, this extraordinary power was accompanied by self.

Destructive backlash.

At this time, under the influence of the dragon soul in the sky, the sword became even more domineering. Liang Hongluo just held it in his hand and wielded it with demonic energy, feeling that it was devouring his own flesh and blood inch by inch.

Zhuchen stepped forward and gave Liang Hongluo a healing technique without expression. He tilted his head and asked, "Who is that guy with the flat head?"

"It's just a lost dog." Ye Qing deliberately amplified his voice and said sarcastically to the opposite side, "When the Demon King entered the capital, he called tens of thousands of elite soldiers to stop him, and ran away in a mess. He lingered outside for a while, forgetting about the day.

He is so ugly with his tail between his legs, yet he comes to the door without knowing what he can do. As the leader of Zhuchen, you can just call him a bastard!"

The demon cultivator burst into laughter, causing everyone on the opposite side to gnash their teeth.

Zhuchen thought that the shouting before the formation would continue for a few more sentences. After all, the atmosphere was already in place, and Yan Feng seemed to be a man with a bad temper, so he would not swallow this breath for no reason.

Unexpectedly, a demon general opposite who was cursing suddenly flashed his eyes, flew up into the sky unreasonably, and attacked Feng Buye.

Feng Buye was refining the remaining dragon soul, trying to combine it with the other half in his body. He couldn't be disturbed. When he caught a glimpse of a figure approaching, his eyes only dimmed and he didn't respond.

Fortunately, Zhuchen reacted quickly enough and caught a glimpse of the other party's movement, so he immediately sent Hanxu Po Feng away.

The Hanxu Sword is the most precious treasure in the world, and it has a resonance with the wind. Zhuchen's [Walking on the Wind] is also a masterpiece in the art of sword control. When used with full strength, the speed is as fast as a stream of light. In the blink of an eye, Zhuchen is already carrying the sword.

Come to the Demonic Cultivation Body.

Before Zhuchen's figure stabilized, he first waved out a wall of wind to block Feng Buye's face.

Seeing that she was just a little girl, the demon general didn't pay much attention to her. He summoned his sword intention, phantomed himself into several clones, and stabbed directly towards Zhuchen's Fengdun.

Although Zhuchen had been practicing for so many years, he had never experienced such a dangerous moment. His heart was beating like a drum, but his face did not show any timidity.

In the midst of the tension, her response was almost at its best.

She was really afraid that she was inexperienced and could not withstand the strong attack from the opposite side with [Solid Wind] alone. So she put her left hand behind her back and used [Washing Water] to absorb the surrounding demonic energy, and transferred all her spiritual power to Hanxu, focusing on two things.

Use it to strike back with sword energy.

She didn't use many attack spells, and her body in the air was not very stable, so the sword light she fired was so fast and messy that she couldn't even figure out the specific routine. But she believed that the other party was also dazzled.

The move will certainly be able to restrain his movements.

The Demon General did not expect that she, a fledgling young man, could have such profound cultivation, and was extremely surprised. Seeing that she was still calm and composed while using a magic weapon that did not belong to him, he could not help but begin to doubt her depth.

This hesitation caused his moves to be slower, giving Zhuchen an opportunity to take advantage of.

Zhuchen gathered his spiritual power and concentrated it on the blade of the sword. He no longer attacked randomly, but with the courage that no one could hope for, he used a move called "Breaking Wind".

When this sword light went down, the surrounding demonic energy seemed to be distorted, whipping up strong winds and making a roaring sound. It had an aura that could cut off the Tianhe River.

The demon general had an unknown feeling in his mind and hurried away without hesitation. When the sword energy fell, he looked at the yellow sand rising on the ground and did not dare to look down upon him.

Liang Hongluo watched with fear all the way, but did not dare to intervene rashly. Only then did he dare to exclaim: "Little sister——"

"You still have the mind to care about others!"

Yan Feng gave a sharp shout and rushed over with overwhelming sword power.

Liang Hongluo was feeling irritated and glared sideways, his eyes bloodshot. He didn't care about any moves, he poured magic power into the dragon bone sword, turned his wrist lightly, and picked up the sword.

It doesn't have the "big scene" of Zhuchen, but the strong murderous intent in it is unreasonable, and it becomes even more powerful with the help of the power of the dragon soul not far away.

Seeing this posture, Yan Feng knew that he could not withstand it, so he forcibly retreated to the side, cursing "madman" in his heart.

In his haste, he staggered and almost ran away, looking quite embarrassed. Even so, his clothes were torn by the aftermath, leaving several holes. As soon as he stood still, he heard the yellow-haired girl Zhuchen calling.

The person above laughed and said: "I originally thought you were just an empty-headed bastard, but I didn't expect you are actually a cunning and cunning little boy."

Yan Feng raised his head and saw Zhuchen folding his hands on his chest and saying with an arrogant expression: "But Xiao Xiao and Bastard are not accurate enough to describe you, and calling you Yan Gou is not very appropriate. There are no words in my cultivation continent that can describe you."

Shameless, you are really awesome."

When it comes to just using curse words, Zhuchen's accumulated knowledge base is enough for Yan Feng to hear about his reincarnation. It can be said that he is invincible. Unfortunately, Yan Feng does not accept this trick.

This seemingly manic man flicked his long sleeves, his face expressionless at this time, and he didn't care about Zhuchen's ridicule, as if he was just pretending to be stupid and irritable.

Being aware of current affairs is the reason why he can survive to this day, otherwise he would have been buried in the earth just like the previous demon kings.

"I originally wanted to give you a decent opportunity, but it's a pity that you don't want it." Yan Feng stood proudly, his eyes turning in a circle between Zhuchen and Liang Hongluo, "Just a few of you want to stop me from the demon world.

Many warriors? Do you know how many of us have come?"

With a low sneer, Wei Xie came closer. He held a sword in his arms, pointed straight ahead, and said rudely: "Why don't you take us seriously? You've become so successful that you even forgot about your father?"

Yan Feng had protruding veins on his forehead.

These monks pretend to be so frank, but their mouths are just as dirty as the others.

The demon general behind him could no longer hold back and burst out a bunch of curse words at Wei Xie. The string of curses finally made Yan Feng look better. The two sides pointed at each other's noses and greeted each other's ancestors, and they just had to carry a hoe to dig out their ancestors' graves.

, to see if he is actually human.

"The boundary monument is now in pieces. I thought you should be aware of the current situation at the very least. You don't want to be here still dreaming of being a chariot." Yan Feng smiled and said, "What can a pretty boy like you do? In my demon world,

Territory, can you still draw your sword?"

Wei Xie's cursing stopped suddenly, a blue light flashed from his sleeves, he forcibly gathered his spiritual energy, and swung his sword out.

"The next sword will kill you!"

After the boundary monument was damaged, the concentration of the surrounding demonic energy increased by more than ten times. Especially near the broken stone, the black energy was still pouring out continuously. For ordinary monks, it was still too much.

This sword use probably 70 to 80% of Wei Xie's usual skill, but the backlash when he shot was reduced by 30%, and the pain was reduced by another 30%, making his move become light and airy in the end, easily resolved by Yan Feng.

Zhuchen's heart suddenly lifted, but he didn't dare to leave Feng Buye's body. He was relieved when he saw Wei Xie landed safely.

She really wanted to tell Wei Xie not to be impulsive, but there were so many people in Yanfeng that it was difficult to finish the eggs when the nest was overturned, so everyone had to bite the bullet.

Yan Feng is still mediating with them, and his purpose is very clear. First, he wants to wear down Liang Hongluo's physical strength. He knows that the Dragon Bone Sword cannot be held for a long time. Second, he wants to slowly surround Chaowen, destroy the town, and capture the mortal world.

What is hateful is the huge disparity in combat power. No matter how they adapt, they are limited to being passive.

Zhuchen turned his head and looked at Feng Buye, who was about to be surrounded by lightning. His lips were bitter and worried.

Liang Hongluo below stopped talking nonsense with the opponent and turned into an afterimage and rushed out.

Ye Qing carried the battle flag in a circle and thrust it hard into the ground. The fighting spirit of the weapons in everyone's hands suddenly became stronger. Ye Qing shouted: "Come on, brothers! Let these defeated soldiers know what it means to be called a soldier!"

"

Ye Qing led the demon army closely behind to support Liang Hongluo.

Liang Hongluo was really brave, taking the lead and being more powerful than any other man. He quickly tore a crack in the opponent's defense.

Unfortunately, the demon cultivator on the opposite side didn't want to confront him at all. When he saw him approaching, he turned around and fled. The neat team also dispersed and headed in the opposite direction without any rules.

Liang Hongluo had no choice but to chase them and scold them for being useless.

When Zhuchen saw a group of demon cultivators approaching her, she had no time to watch the excitement and was ready to fight back at any time. She clenched the long sword in her hand, took a long breath, and chuckled: "Hanxu, I can't let you fall to me.

Master’s reputation, isn’t it?”

For a moment it was really a chaos of demons.

Zhuchen defended Feng Buye and fought hard. Liang Hongluo pursued Yan Feng and others unstoppably. Huai Xie, Wei Xie and others guarded around the ancient city to resist the soldiers and crab generals.

The clanging sound of various iron tools colliding, accompanied by the dazzling light, kept exploding in everyone's ears.

In the ancient city, the casual cultivators who had not yet left gathered together, watching the chaotic scene in front of them with uneasiness.

The flames of war were raging not far away, and they felt as if they were being roasted on the fire rack, and they were secretly annoyed that they had just missed the opportunity to leave.

Ruowu asked in a low voice: "Are you going out?"

A demon cultivator timidly said: "But this is not our job!"

"If we had wanted to get involved in this kind of right and wrong, why would we have to wander around the edge of the demon world?"

"Fighting is not my specialty. I only know how to eat, drink, have fun and make jokes."

"Look at those big moves just now. Don't say it fell on you and me. If you just scratch the skin, we will be dead! It can't be compared."

"Fellow Taoist Zhuchen is so powerful... I used to look like Rourou and was weak, but in real fights he is not ambiguous at all."

"Isn't Daojun weak? You see, he is still catching the dragon."

"Fellow Daoist Zhuchen's magic power is really strong. Those spells are cast out like they are desperate, blocking the enemy so tightly. Her spiritual veins are boundless, isn't it?"

"What on earth is Dao Zun doing? Hurry up and deal with these scourges!"

Everyone was making a fuss and planning to escape. If someone suddenly interrupted, he said: "This is not the right and wrong of the demon world, this is the right and wrong of Chaowen. What we are trying to grab is not the position of the demon king, but the great road of the world."

Everyone was silent.

The great road of the world is too far away for them, they just want to live well.

Logically speaking, the broken boundary monument means that Heaven is taking pity on the demon cultivator. They should be happy. Why should they worry about Chaowen? They and Yan Feng are the same kind of people.

If you pulled out your weapon, you said firmly: "I left the capital that day because I felt that the people in the capital were too indifferent, and I could only kill the strong and weak all day long. If Chaowen falls today, there will be no place in the world for me to go."

It’s better to fight.”

If there is no immediate response: "It's better to fight!" His sister Yingxiu is still up there.

Several demon cultivators pursed their lips and were about to cry as they spoke: "How can there be tourists... How can there be any reason for tourists to defend the city for others? They just had a few meals in Chaowen. Isn't this a big loss?"

As he said this, the weapon was already drawn.
Chapter completed!