Zhou Yan first tried all the killing moves he switched to, but he still couldn't kill the Mogui Demon General, and even the demon army did not have a large number of casualties under the four-pointed star, such a cruel reality has to be said to be a heavy blow to the Zhou family. Right now, Zhou Fabai is approaching the limit again, and he may have to follow his old brother down to Huangquan at any time. And at this time, the only one who can inspire Yuecheng and the Zhou family is him.

He was no longer young, rather old, to be exact, and especially after the break, the rate of aging increased so much that his upper eyelids almost fit into the eyelids, giving him a lethargic look. However, his eyes were still refreshed, at least moving quickly. They are like two newborn babies, full of infinite curiosity about everything in the world. They have only one purpose, and that is to find out the Achilles heel of the Ink Gauge Wizard. However, the other party obviously didn't want him to be satisfied. Therefore, a moment after he appeared, the Ink Gauge Demon General had already stepped out of the black box area and appeared in front of Zhou Fabai.

"That punch just now is very energetic, and it doesn't match the way you look now. However, it doesn't matter, you shouldn't be able to use a fist like that just now!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Fabai's arm, which had turned purple and blue, and smiled indifferently, with contempt on his face.

Zhou Fabai smiled, then slowly stood up, and said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "It is said that you demons have an extremely long lifespan, but your understanding is very average, judging from your cultivation, you should be older than me!"

The Demon General's face turned cold, and then he shouted: "Don't stubble there, don't think that distracting my attention will save me from death." Today is the birth of the Daluo Immortal, and I don't want to save your life. ”

Zhou Fabai smiled again: "Hehe, although my Zhou Fabai has limited ability, at least I don't want to be the rat who is greedy for life and afraid of death." It is said that a big husband can bend and stretch, but in my opinion, only those who stand up can be called worthy of the word 'big husband', and those who escape can only be called 'turtle son'. ”

"Haha, what a turtle son. In this way, do you want to be a husband or a turtle son?" Although the words of the Mo Gui Demon General were frivolous, the light in his eyes was full of fierceness, which made people dare not take it lightly.

Zhou Fabai slowly raised his right hand, which was almost out of order, and said with a slightly sad expression: "I have been with it for two or three thousand years, and during this period, it has never dragged me down, and I have not disappointed him. ”

The Ink Gauge Demon General sneered, "Unfortunately, this time he will be a drag on you, and you will definitely disappoint him." Because you met me, the nemesis of hits. ”

"Oh, why do you say that?" Zhou Fabai couldn't help but ask.

The Ink Gui Demon raised his palms as white as jade, and said with a confident expression: "It's up to them!"

"Well, today I'm going to see which side can really have the last laugh!"

As soon as he said that, Zhou Fabai suddenly punched. However, instead of hitting his opponent's face or other vital points, his fist folded downward. The ink rule demon general was shocked, thinking that the other party was going to take him off the plate, so he hurriedly raised his knee and jumped back, but what he never expected was that the purpose of that punch was not him, but the ground below the two. An ordinary, normal piece of ground. I don't know how much energy Zhou Fabai's punch contains, but as soon as the fist fell, the large piece of dirt below and the rocks in it immediately turned into dust, like a well-arranged firearm, and exploded with a bang.

Flying sand is an iconic landscape on the battlefield, but the yellow sand that appears at this time is more spectacular and more terrifying than any other time. The sand waterfall was like a huge palm, and it pounced in front of the Demon General. This flying sand is ubiquitous, and even with a near-invincible defense, it is difficult to escape the invasion of sand. However, he is a demon general after all, and if he were a demon star, he might have raised his hand and surrendered. But he didn't, because he still had a way to deal with it.

"Hmph, do you think I can't do anything about making such a big name?

As he spoke, the Demon General had already raised his hands, as if he was about to greet some high god. However, at this moment, a timely rain actually fell from the sky, and the countless sand particles that were originally flying in the air immediately lost their power, and fell to the ground one after another like defeated soldiers who had lost their position. Now, not only the sky, but also the earth has become moist and damp, and the sand has lost its power, and naturally it has lost its temper.

"Hahahaha, how's it going!"

"Not good!"

In a duel, people tend to be the most relaxed when they are most proud, and this is undoubtedly fatal to the parties in the duel of life and death. And only after a move is successful, people will be the most proud, and now is the time when the ink rule demon will be the most relaxed. Originally, he thought that the sand waterfall was already Zhou Fabai's killing move, but it was only now that he suddenly discovered that the other party's other arm had actually swelled as before, and both in size and strength, it was bigger and more fierce than just now.

At such a close distance, Zhou Fabai did not swing his fist or swing his arms, but stabbed out directly, like a sword, and suddenly stabbed out his fist the size of a roof. The effect of this is that the power is more powerful than the smash and bang, and it is more likely to break through the opponent's defense. However, at this time, the Ink Gauge Demon General obviously saw this as well, but it could be seen from his bright eyes that he was still very confident in himself.

"Hehe, if you want to break through the defense of my Mogui Demon General from the front, hehe, you are very courageous, but even more stupid. It's good for you to see how terrible my strength really is. ”

The Ink Demon took a slight step back, and at the same time, his right arm suddenly raised, drawing a sharp arc in the space in front of him. Suddenly, two stone slabs covered with spell patterns broke through the ground, like two gates, blocking in front of the Ink Gauge Demon General, and immediately met the seemingly deadly giant fist.

"Break it for me!"

Strength, or overwhelming power, the power of Zhou Fabai's punch actually made the entire earth tremble. And the two stone slabs embedded in the ground also withdrew several feet together with the ink gauge demon behind them under this terrifying impact, leaving a bottomless ravine on the ground. However, it was also striking that the two seemingly ordinary "stone doors" were larger and longer than they appeared, and they were deeper into the ground, and even under the devastating impact, the stone slabs still showed no signs of breakage, nor did they show their full appearance.

Ink Demon walked out from behind the slate with a gloomy face, and a large bruise could be seen on his right cheek, caused by the slab falling backwards as it struck him. And with this scar, he was obviously even more eerie, like a wounded beast.

Beasts are terrible, but wounded beasts should not be underestimated. Pain triggers bestiality in them, causing them to lust for blood. The Mogui Demon is not a beast, but it is fiercer, fiercer, and more eager to kill than any other beast. And the impact just now was the fuse that ignited the infinite murderous aura in his heart, and now, the beast hidden in the depths of his soul has finally awakened.

"Bang bang bang!"

People only heard three explosions, but they didn't see how the ink gauge demon general moved, but at this time, Zhou Fabai had already flown upside down, and there were even strange twists and spins in some parts of his body. He was wounded, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, which was both a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing is that he doesn't get caught up in the pain, and the bad thing is because he can't go crazy because of the pain like the other person, and he can't exert hidden powers that he doesn't even know about.

"Oh no, I'm going to help him. ”

Before Zhou Kang could react, Zhou Xiong jumped into the air and had already floated into the battlefield. At this time, as soon as the many demon soldiers who had been "blessed" by the black box saw the head of the Zhou family participating in the battle, they immediately rushed to Zhou Xiong's location one after another, and from time to time they surrounded him. At a glance, where can you still see any Zhou Fabai and ink rules, only the demon soldiers of Wuyang and Wuyang. And the purpose of these demon soldiers is only one, that is, to contain Zhou Xiong as much as possible, so that he does not have a chance to help Zhou Fabai.

"Damn, it's this tough group of demon soldiers again!"

I have to say that Zhou Xiong's current strength is one of the best in the entire Yuecheng, but it is reasonable that a super strong person like him will receive special "treatment" when he joins the battlefield. However, Zhou Xiong is not good at one enemy and many enemies, he prefers one-on-one individual combat, because most of his moves are used against people, not against "army". No matter how strong his palm is, he can kill a demon soldier with one palm. But at the moment, there are thousands of demon soldiers, and it will not be finished until the Year of the Monkey. At that time, let alone the aid Zhou Fabai, even if the corpse is collected, I am afraid that it will not be able to find all of it.

"Bastard, get out of the way!"

"Bang bang!"

Zhou Xiong's palm shadow flew up, and a set of palm techniques was used, and more than fifty demon soldiers had been killed one after another. However, more and more demon armies are gathering towards him, and if he continues like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before he dies of exhaustion. Suddenly, a trace of powerlessness rose in his heart, once upon a time he was so proud and conceited, thinking that no one in the world except the human emperor was his opponent. But as he grew older, he became more and more aware that there were many more masters in this world than he imagined, and there were countless who could defeat him. In this way, the older he gets, the smaller he feels, and it is only now, when facing the demon army in front of him, that he feels no different from ants. It turns out that the power of the individual is ridiculous!

"Dad, I'm coming!"