In the face of Yan Fei's such a straightforward challenge, as long as it is a little bloody, he will definitely not refuse.

The Cold-Faced Demon Lord is a person who values identity and face.

At this moment, there is not much to control, and the cold-faced demon lord roared in a deep voice: "Okay, this seat will comprehend the power of the Demon Emperor today." ”

In an instant, a powerful demonic breath surged, and a layer of intense black demonic flames appeared outside the cold-faced demon lord's body, making his whole body seem to be burning.

The momentum is even more straight up.

With a flick of one hand, a magic sword was held in the hand of the cold-faced demon lord, and with a single glance, Yan Fei could be sure that the grade of this magic sword would not be low, at least not lower than the middle grade of the holy rank.

At the same time, a black light and shadow appeared outside the cold-faced demon lord's body, and began to circle around his body, making a buzzing sound as it swirled.

Yan Fei frowned slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "Enough, the cultivation in the middle of the Martial God Realm, a strong demonic skill, holding a saint-rank demon sword, and a high-grade saint-rank demon treasure Immortal Killing Wheel assist, the cold-faced demon lord, the deputy sect master of the Netherworld Demon Sect, is worthy of his reputation."

”

Three zhang away, the cold-faced demon lord's powerful momentum forced the sword devil demon and those disciples to quickly retreat, until they withdrew seven or eight zhang away, and these people could barely withstand it.

Yan Fei didn't move, but he also felt the strength of the cold-faced demon lord.

When it is strong, it has always been the characteristic of Yanfei.

The opponent is strong, the more it can stimulate the battle spirit in his body, the more it can stimulate the battle spirit in the depths of his soul.

Soon, the Cold-Faced Demon Lord had already gathered momentum, but he found that Yan Fei was still levitating, and he didn't seem to have the slightest intention of preparing to fight to the death.

The cold-faced demon lord said angrily: "The surname Yan, what do you mean? Since you want to fight, then you have a happy battle, is it possible, are you going to fight with this seat with your bare hands?" Yan Fei shook his head again: "I really don't understand you people, if you want to fight, you just have to fight you, how about me, can you manage it, since ancient times, the life and death of both sides of the war have their own destiny, if I Yan Fei dies in your hands today, then."

It's my fate, what does this have to do with you, what, are you afraid of killing me, the Demon Emperor, and after you go back, you won't be able to explain to your master, Netherworld?"

The murderous aura of the cold-faced Yama who spoke suddenly skyrocketed, and the cold-faced Yama's hand holding the sword was trembling violently.

"You, you, such a crazy tone, I'll let you know how powerful it is today. ”

When the words landed, the figure of the cold-faced demon lord flashed, and he rushed straight to Yan Fei at an extremely fast speed.

Good speed.

Yan Fei's eyesight was several times stronger than that of ordinary people, but he found that with his eyesight, it was difficult to see the figure of the cold-faced Hades.

This speed, I'm afraid it's not slower than my own streamer.

Yan Fei was very calm, in fact, it was a state of tightness inside and looseness outside, and he had already been on guard.

Right now, the murderous aura is coming, the sword edge has arrived, Yan Fei didn't dare to be careless, hurriedly ran the sword yuan body, and then cast the Hades King immovable, the five elements sword ring triple defense.

Stepping on the drunken dream fugue, Yan Fei's body twisted in an unimaginable movement, causing the blade of the cold-faced Yama to stab into the air.

A good sword trick doesn't seem to be gorgeous, but it is fast and steady, Yan Fei sighed again in his heart.

The cold-faced Yan Luo knew that Yan Fei's strength was not weak, so he would not show mercy at all, and he would do it with all his strength, but Yan Fei was not very difficult to dodge, and those who could dodge his sword would not be ordinary characters.

The blade of the sword pierced the air, and instantly changed to a sweep.

Brush!

Yan Fei continued to dodge, but his eyes were staring at every movement of the cold-faced Yan Luo.

He memorized all of this in his head, took the essence and removed the dross, and absorbed even the slightest thing worth learning.

Another sword.

This magic sword was so fast that it even made a sound that tore through space.

Yan Fei continued to dodge, but this time, the shoulder was still cut by the magic sword, but it did not hurt the flesh and skin, but the robe was cut.

Good guy, there are really people outside the world, there are mountains outside the mountains, this indifferent Yama doesn't look very old, and his kendo attainments are actually quite good, especially the sword trick combo, I'm afraid that it is almost the same as me.

It's dangerous.

It almost hung up. The cold-faced Yan Luo said in shock: "My three swords, there are not many people in the world who can dodge, this seat estimates, even the elders of Shushan, may not be able to dodge, I didn't expect this Yan Fei to be so good at a young age, it's just that."

, It seems that the rumors about Yan Fei's kid in the world are not all false, at least one thing is true, this kid is really a demon, really strong enough, I have to be more careful today, don't overturn the boat in the gutter. ”

Zizi!

In the blink of an eye, there were five swords in the past, Yan Fei's every sword was very dangerous, almost every sword was brushing his body, one of the swords was already red on his waist, and among all the sword tricks, almost every sword was not more than Yan Fei

Over three inches.

The sword demons and demons in the distance were already stunned.

They don't have Yan Fei's eyesight to see it at all, they are just watching the excitement.

In their eyes, Yan Fei was surrounded by the afterimage of the cold-faced Yama, and they couldn't even tell where the cold-faced Yama's true body was, and they had just seen a sword stabbed out, which was actually over.

After the eight swords, the cold-faced Yan Luo said angrily: "The surname Yan, what do you mean, since you want to compete with this seat, but you don't make a move, is it possible, are you intentionally playing tricks on this seat?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just have such a little ability, this is the end?Why don't you use your immortal killing wheel?" Yan Fei angrily rushed at Xiao Han with a cold face, and he couldn't stop scolding in his heart: "Crazy, surnamed Yan, you are a madman, a complete madman, you want to try the immortal killing wheel of this seat, okay, since you have this request, this seat will be today."

It has made you perfect. ”

Airplanes!

Continue to draw the sword, this time, the frontal attack sword style does not stop, and the cold-faced Yan Luo is distracted to control the immortal killing wheel and begins to assist in the attack on Yan Fei.

The lethality of the Immortal Killing Wheel was by no means worse than the magic sword in the hands of the cold-faced Yama.

Originally, the Immortal Killing Wheel was flying around the Cold-Faced Demon Lord, but now, it had flown behind Yan Fei, and launched a fierce attack on Yan Fei with the Cold-Faced Yama.

As a result, Yan Fei was attacked by the enemy on his back and looked a little embarrassed.

"Tsk...... The surname Yan, if you have a kind, you should never make a move, this seat will see how long you can hide today. ”

Buzzing!

Brush!

As the Immortal Killing Wheel joined in, Yan Fei quickly added a few more scars to his body.

The cold-faced Yan Luo was naturally very proud, but he found that Yan Fei was also very proud. "Haha, hahaha, comfortable, really comfortable, cold and arrogant, you have to hold on, wait for me to make a move, you won't have a chance, I'll give you a little more time." ”