Demon Yu San frowned, looked at Yang Zhou's scarring appearance, and finally nodded. No matter how ruthless and unscrupulous a person is, he also has a soft place in his heart, such as Yang Zhouzhi to the third demon feather. As an existence called a madman by countless people in the demon clan, the third demon feather is homeless, and he is naturally favored by the only disciple who has the appetite to be under his command, and almost treats him as his own son.

Yang Zhou bowed respectfully, got up and faced Fu Ziqi, waved his hand, and said, "Stand back, this time I want to do it myself." ”

The demon feather monk behind him did not dare to disobey this little adult who inherited his master and was known for his ruthlessness, and cautiously retreated backwards.

On the suspended continent, the Demon Thorn monks who sneaked in first turned pale at the moment, and the third gaze of the demon feather swept lightly over them, and the bodies of these guys suddenly stiffened, and they no longer dared to be angry, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared densely on their heads.

Fu Ziqi only felt that his mouth was bitter, and the secret retribution was retribution, he failed to kill the demon cub in one go, and now he really has a legacy of trouble, if it falls into his hands, I am afraid that it will be better to live than to die, and it is inevitable to be afraid, but his eyes are full of ruthlessness. This identity was exposed and he was chased and killed by the third demon feather, he didn't think about leaving alive, since this is the case, he naturally has to pull a cushion before he dies, this Yang Zhou is obviously a good choice.

Yang Zhou stepped forward, a dexterous dagger appeared in his hand, and a faint blood flashed in the palm of his hand, and a cold and strange aura emanated from his whole body, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his aura flashed slightly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Fu Ziqi took out a strange magic weapon like biting fangs, this thing is his famous treasure fangs file, I don't know how many alien spies he has obliterated, and drinking blood makes it like a demon soldier, full of evil spirits.

Shout!

The two powerhouses in the dark night instantly clashed, and suddenly an astonishing scene erupted, the fanged file and the blood-colored dagger collided in the void, the angle was tricky, the speed was as fast as lightning, and they were strangled together like two poisonous snakes.

Yang Zhou has made great progress in the past hundred years, and he is no longer under Fu Ziqi at all, and the two have maintained a comparable situation in this battle, and the slightest mistake on either side may fall into a desperate situation from which they will never recover.

The sound of dense treasures touching each other is like a storm, and the soup stretches endlessly, falling into the ears to give people an extremely powerful psychological impact.

Fu Ziqi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the fangs file picked up the maggot-like blood dagger of the tarsal bone, and moved forward instantly with one hand, and the fangs opened like the mouth of a monster that chose people to devour, and went straight to Yang Zhou's chest and stabbed down.

As the magic weapon of the night walkers, most of them are coated with severe poison, the poison is extremely fast, and the blood seals the throat, and can even cause great damage to the peak monks of the race, so for them, injury means death.

Yang Zhou's blood dagger flashed, attacking the place that the enemy had to save, and stabbed Fu Ziqi in the neck with his backhand. But the next moment, his face turned pale, and a dense layer of sweat appeared on his back, and he could always force Fu Ziqi to stop to save himself by making a move before, but this time he not only did not stop, but he was faster, showing that he would exchange his life for his life, and his ordinary face was resolute and fearless, and some were just a little unwilling.

Yang Zhou then remembered that this guy was already a turtle in the urn and would definitely die, so he could naturally let go of the battle regardless of everything, and it seemed that this time he chose to fight with him to solve the grievances of the year, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit stupid.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound in the void, and bitterness flashed in Fu Ziqi's eyes, and his figure was instantly repelled by the power of the void, just like an ant at the feet of a giant, so weak that he didn't have any ability to resist.

Demon Feather Third slowly withdrew his hand, without any embarrassment on his face that should be due to interfering in the junior fight, all he cared about was the people he cared about, and he never cared about the life or death of the rest of the others, or the eyes and the like.

Yang Zhou stepped back and respectfully saluted the third demon feather, took two steps back, and landed behind him without saying more.

"Okay, since you've had enough, let's take them down, if you want to torture him to death with your own hands, the teacher will give you this opportunity. The third demon feather slowly spoke, stretching out one hand, just about to make a move.

However, at this moment, he didn't notice one thing, Fu Ziqi retreated with the help of his hand, and now he has fallen into the "swallows" of the human race, and the surrounding areas are properly arranged according to some orderly standard, like a formation.

"Send your lord away!" The terrible roar suddenly erupted, and the bodies of more than a dozen "swallow" monks instantly turned red, the veins under the flesh and blood bulged high, and a violent aura erupted in their bodies.

"Blood Swallow!" Demon Yu's third face changed, and his eyes instantly became gloomy, but it was too late to make a move at this moment.

More than a dozen Terran "swallows" burst into flames, the fire was red, and it was like a sea of blood, "My lord, please be kind to your subordinates and other relatives at home, I will go first, take care!"

Fu Ziqi's eyes were red, but his face was a lunar calendar, he just nodded fiercely without saying a word, and the next moment the sea of red flame-like blood suddenly distorted, and in a flash, Fu Ziqi's figure suddenly disappeared from it.

The crimson flames dissipated, and more than a dozen Terran "Swallows" had already disappeared, and there was no more information left.

The third face of the demon clan was as gloomy as water, and at this moment, he suddenly raised his head to look at the end of the endless void, "Even if you use the Blood Swallow Technique, do you think you can escape!" Before the voice fell, the person took the next step, and the figure instantly disappeared into the void.

Yang Zhou's face showed a little sly smile, "Let the master be really angry, Fu Ziqi, I'm afraid that you and I will say goodbye today, and there will be no day when we will see each other in the future, and you will walk well on the Huangquan Road." ”

Speaking of this, he turned to look at the Demon Thorn Monk and said lightly, "Kill me, not a single one will be left." ”

However, at the moment when his voice fell, his face suddenly stooled, and he looked up in horror at the strange aura fluctuation above the continent, and among the Dao ripples that suddenly appeared at this moment, a figure slowly emerged.

Terran monks!

The moment he saw the figure of this monk, Yang Zhou's scalp tingled for a while, and the strong aura of crisis made him unable to have any thoughts of resistance, all he could think of was to immediately transmit the news about this person.

However, this matter was destined to become only a thought in his heart, and the majestic and mighty divine consciousness exploded, mixed with terrifying coercion, suddenly descended on the entire heaven and earth, suppressing and blocking the void.

Xiao Chen slowly raised his head, his gaze swept over the surrounding desolate and dead place, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know where he was at this moment?

Yang Zhou suddenly felt a chill in his heart, this feeling of being locked by death made him endlessly frightened, but at this moment, before he had any other thoughts, his body flew out uncontrollably and instantly fell directly into Xiao Chen's hands, and the terrifying divine sense penetrated into Yang Zhou's Yuan Shen like a stormy wave, wantonly checking his memory. After a few breaths, Xiao Chen let go, and the Yang Zhou Yuan God had already been inadvertently wiped out by him and died completely.

This ambitious and ruthless Demon Feather Future powerhouse fell into Xiao Chen's hands like this.

Xiao Chen frowned, raised his hand again, grabbed several demon and demon cultivators and cast the soul searching technique, and finally determined the news he thought of.

Extraterritorial battlefields, places where ethnic groups fight.

It turned out that the pitch-black crack in the Wuyuan Realm led to here, but one thing was not good, this seemed to be the control area of the demon clan's war zone, and once it was discovered, I am afraid that it would inevitably be a life-and-death fight. You need to know that this is an extraterritorial battlefield, a place where the truly strong gather to fight, even if it is a cultivation in the Ancient Realm, but in the face of the all-out strangulation of the demon clan, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the fate of the fierce and auspicious.

Xiao Chen frowned, the best way now is to quietly pass through the demon clan war zone and return to the range of the human race war zone, and then he will naturally be stable and do not have to worry, but the key is that he is not familiar with the extraterritorial battlefield, and it is naturally extremely difficult to flexibly penetrate the demon clan's front and return to the human war zone. But at this moment, his eyes suddenly flashed, revealing a little thoughtful, and he touched his chin and had already made a decision in his heart.

With a wave of the sleeves of his robe, he didn't see any movement, and the demon feather and demon thorn monks all joined together for a while, and then the expression in his eyes converged and dimmed, and his body collapsed and turned into ashes and completely fell.

The crisis in the ethnic battlefield is incomparable, and the kindness of the woman cannot be left, so at this moment, Xiao Chen did not have any unbearable intentions, and slightly discerned the direction, he took the next step, and the figure disappeared directly.

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Fu Ziqi buried his head in the road, in order to ensure the fastest speed, he even did not hesitate to burn his mana cultivation, this extreme way can allow him to burst out with the strongest power in a short period of time, and his figure turned into a streamer roaring and sneaking.

The extraterritorial battlefield space is extremely stable, and it cannot be torn apart and teleported forward unless it is a desolate ancient power, although the peak cultivation of the Fu Zi period clan is not weak, but now he can only escape in a hurry, if he is in the outside world, he may still have the possibility of escaping, but now he can't teleport, sensing the terrifying aura that is getting closer and closer behind him, he pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes showed a resolute look. With a flash of inspiration in his hand, a pale golden talisman-like object appeared in his hand, Fu Ziqi's ten fingers of both hands flicked out a series of forbidden runes to completely seal his breath, looking at the suspended continent below, he raised his hand without hesitation and threw it out, falling on a mountain peak like a stone, and the figure roared away without any pause.

The corners of his mouth showed a cold look, if he really can't escape, he will blow himself up and die, he has transmitted the news about this thing back to the clan, as long as he dies, no one will be able to find it, and the clan will secretly send someone to take it away in the future.

A moment later, the third figure of the demon feather appeared directly on this suspended continent in a flash, his face was cold, and his eyes revealed endless killing intent, and at this moment, the sleeves of his robe tore the space again, and he really didn't find the hands and feet that Fu Ziqi had done. As a half-step desolate ancient being who has mastered the origin, although he can't wantonly tear through space like the real desolate ancient power, he can still do it with short-distance space shuttle, but the loss of himself is heavier. But now Demon Yu Third can't take care of much, his only thought is to catch up with Fu Ziqi and torture and kill him with the most ferocious means!

But at this moment, his figure suddenly paused, and his eyes were instantly full of blood!

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