So this divine bow gave Yang Huan great confidence. He believed that the divine bow was there, under the big devil, no one could kill him completely, at most he would be injured.

However, in the face of this blow, he lacked confidence. Even if he tried his best to increase the power of the Divine Bow to the limit that he could control at present, he still could not make him feel confident.

But now that he has tried his best to fight, he has used all the methods he can use. In the end, he was the one who was injured, but the enemy is still intact and not even consumed very significantly.

This made Yang Huan suffer the first blow, and his invincibility in his heart was damaged, otherwise he would not have wanted to escape.

The divine bow was horizontally in front of him, and he was still nervous. As the demon sword approached, the breath of death he smelled was closer.

"Puff"

Yang Huan forced himself to open his mouth and spit out several mouthfuls of blood in his heart. His face suddenly grew older for ten years, and it turned out to be white.

At such a price, the result was that the light of the divine bow became brighter, and the power it emitted was even more terrifying, and it simply exceeded the scope of the devil.

"block"

The heavy metal impact sounded, and the magic sword collided with the divine bow, and huge sparks splashed out, ablating the void.

"Blocked"

Yang Huan was delighted, but the joy had not yet appeared on her face, and it quickly turned into horror.

"KaKa"

The divine bow that Yang Huan had been practicing with his life began to appear in his eyes, and more and more cracks began to appear.

Although there are countless runes flashing in the crack, it is obviously unable to resist the terrifying power of the magic sword, and it is rapidly disillusioning, causing the crack to grow bigger and bigger.

Finally, in Yang Huan's desperate gaze, the divine bow was broken into two sections with a click.

After that, the demon sword had no obstacles and slashed past, killing Yang Huan's life, demonic energy and demon spirit, and wiped it out quickly.

Yang Huan's face froze, staying in that look of horror, despair and incredible look forever.

A blood mark began to spread out in the seemingly unscathed body, starting from Yang Huan's eyebrows and spreading downwards, neatly dividing Yang Huan into two sections.

Finally, Yang Huan divided into two halves and fell to the left and right sides. Blood sprayed out like a spring, dyeing red as a whole area.

At this point, Yang Huan, one of the gloomy 18 demons, died in Ye Chu's hands.

Lin Huier arrived at this moment. She was not slow, but Ye Chu's battle was faster.

Lin Huier only saw the last move of Ye Chu and the archer Yang Huan. Ye Chu calmly and indifferently slashed Yang Huan in two halves. Even the demon soldiers could only block them for a moment, and then they turned into two sections together.

This scene caused a significant impact on Lin Huier. Although she thought she was very strong, she was not confident to block her face such a sword. She looked at Ye Chu with a sense of alertness and solemnity.

Lin Huier was tactful and did not enter Ye Chu's battle range, indicating that she was not hostile. Although her expression was still cold, she had a little ease.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is very powerful, I don't know if he is interested in hunting bandits together."

Lin Huier said in the end, with a murderous intent, but not targeting Ye Chu, but targeting the gloomy Eighteen Demons.

Ye Chu seemed to have not heard it. The magic sword in his hand flipped, and the sword energy stimulated and cut off the head on the two halves of the body. Then he realized

"Ye is used to being alone, so Miss Lin's kindness can only refuse."

"It's okay."

Lin Huier originally wanted to help her members kill the bandits together in order to vent her hatred.

But I didn't expect that when she came over, the battle had come to an end. When she saw the last move, the enemy had already died.

Inviting Ye Chu to hunt the bandits together was just Lin Huier's thoughts. She couldn't say anything about whether she thought or not, and it didn't matter if she refused.

After saying that, Lin Huier did not delay, nor did she covet Ye Chu's spoils. After sensing the aura of the strong men around her, she flew into the sky, and an illusory ice phoenix appeared under her feet, and her whole person turned into a blue light and drove towards the depths of the valley.

Ye Chu didn't say much. He was not familiar with Lin Huier, but just talked a few words out of politeness when discussing with the city lord's mansion.

Ye Chu swung his sleeves, as if an invisible hand was stretched out. When the sleeves brushed by, Yang Huan's two petals had disappeared from his head. At the same time, valuable spoils such as the storage ring on Yang Huan's body were missing.

Ye Chu then let out a breath, swallowed a few pills, and recovered some of the lost chaotic powers, and also sensed the aura of the strong man in the valley.

Feeling that the battle in the valley was still going on, many gloomy Eighteen Demons were killed. The devils in Anyang City who had freed up their hands either rushed to the depths of the valley or helped other companions kill the bandits together.

Of course, some devils from Anyang City died, and the old housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion is one of them

This led to some gloomy Eighteen Demons becoming more arrogant and rushing to other Anyang City demons. Although the battle situation remains unchanged, the battlefield has expanded, and there are several melee battlefields with several demons.

Ye Chu had no idea of ​​going to fight, otherwise he would not be able to separate his head in the end and might also lay hidden dangers, which Ye Chu did not want.

If he meets some devils in Anyang City who are in desperate situations, Ye Chu would not mind taking action, after all, he is under the name of saving people.

After helping the opponent kill the enemy, the opponent does not need to repay you. Just take away the enemy's big head, and I don't think so.

At least Ye Chu thought so. As for whether the other party was willing or not, Ye Chu didn't care. He felt that he had just not treated the other party badly and had a clear conscience.

If the other party is dissatisfied and wants to take action, Ye Chu doesn't mind letting the other party see his iron-blooded means.

So after a rough observation, Ye Chu noticed that there was a battlefield in the distance where there were obvious advantages and disadvantages.

Judging from the aura, it was obvious that this side of Anyang City was at a disadvantage, and the side of the gloomy Eighteen Demons was at an absolute advantage, and they were about to kill all the demons of Anyang City.

Ye Chu's expression moved, and immediately flew up and headed straight for the battle group.

Before Ye Chu's people arrived, the invisible aura had already locked the battle group firmly, making both of them in the battlefield feel Ye Chu.

Suddenly, the battle situation on the battlefield became more and more intense. The devils on the gloomy Eighteen Demons were constantly using magic, ruthless and terrifying. They wanted to kill the enemy quickly, at least before Ye Chu arrived.

As for the devil on Anyang City, he was overjoyed and shouted from a long distance, asking Ye Chu to go over quickly and help him kill the enemy. At the same time, he tried his best to use defensive means to hold on until Ye Chu's arrival.

The distance between the two sides is not far and not close. It only takes a while to rush over at Ye Chu's speed, but it would be different if other demon cultivators blocked the way on the way.

But Ye Chu was not in a hurry, his speed remained unchanged, bypassing the demon cultivators in the battle, and at the same time said to the demon who was his side.

"In the past, it was not to help you kill the enemy, but Ye himself killed the enemy, and his head belonged to him. What does the fellow Taoist think?"

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Ye is willing to take action. I am very grateful. I will take this head away."

The devil in Anyang City in the battlefield gritted his teeth and said, although he was unwilling to accept it, there was no more solution to the current situation.

"I'm grateful for this. Please hold on to the six breaths for another six times."

"Okay, I hope Fellow Daoist Ye will be as soon as possible. Wang won't last long."

Ye Chu communicated with this demon through the voice transmission of the demon spirit, and these words were just a skill during the thought.

As for why Ye Chu and the other party could recognize each other's identities, they already knew it when the demon spirits of both sides came into contact.

After all, the devil in Anyang City had seen him at the City Lord's Mansion. They communicated with each other and remembered each other's breath. They would naturally recognize him when they encountered it.

That man was the chief disciple of the Demon Soldier Pavilion. His cultivation was not weak and he was also an extremely powerful existence in the devil's realm. He was named Wang Yong.

Wang Yong had a gloomy face, and was the same as most of the demon cultivators in the Demon Soldier Pavilion, and was serious, so Ye Chu did not have a deep friendship with him. He was just like Lin Huier, but he had just talked for a few words.

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Chapter completed!