With Han Yancui alone, he was powerless to contain the nameless real person, even if the other party was wounded, but the galloping Huangquan launched a continuous offensive, and the moves were all to take the enemy's vital points, and the whole attack was defenseless, and some of the same moves emerged in an endless stream, and the nameless real person was suppressed for a while.

The scene was chaotic, Miao Ying and Guo Shou dealt with Zhao Xieyang, Mengyun and Wukushi Zen Master dealt with Wule Huishi, although they accounted for the top points with two to one, but the sober people took into account the friendship of the same family, and did not dare to kill them, and it was inevitable that they would be restrained between moves, but Zhao Xieyang and Wule Huishi were unscrupulous, and the killing moves were frequent, so a draw was formed, and no one could help anyone.

The demon who had hit Yue Ding hard with a knife appeared from the black shadow, only to see a pair of long horns on the top of his head, bent and bifurcated, vigorous and knotted, and his body shape was similar to that of a human being, but he was born tall and mighty, the surface of his body was flowing with dark gold, delicate and bright, and he had a pair of bundled wings on his back.

He held a long knife forged from the spine of a beast that he didn't know what kind of beast it was forged, the blade was dull, wrapped with a vicious aura, and the bone spurs on the back of the knife stood up, hideous and terrifying, and pale magic patterns crawled all over his left side of his body, and even the left side of his face had a magic pattern that looked like a scorpion tail, but these lines did not make people feel ugly, but revealed a mysterious and wild atmosphere.

"Ying Long bloodline, Royal Heavenly Demon!" Qiu Li was surprised and lost his voice.

The dragon-patterned demon turned his head slightly, glanced at Qiu Li, and noticed the vague bloodline induction, revealing a contemptuous smile: "Dragon's bloodline?"

After confirming Qiu Li's cultivation, he lost interest, no matter how beautiful and delicate the ant is, it is just an ant, it is not worth caring about, he put his attention back to the fallen Yue Ding, although he is confident that he has only hit this Terran monk with the highest cultivation with one sword, plus the avenue of evil is entangled, there is no threat at all, but he has always acted ruthlessly, without confirming that the enemy is really dead, he will not be careless, and then he will slash again, and the black knife will break through the air!

"You guy, don't underestimate people!"

Qiu Li was furious, and urged the Four Pillars Divine Evil Gong with all his might, and the strange appearance of the fierce beast appeared behind him, and at the same time derived sixteen kinds of calamities, and finally merged into the Sun Pillar Divine Evil, which had the effect of polluting luck and damaging qualifications, and carried the breath of infinite calamity to kill the dragon pattern demon.

Feeling that the transcendent power of this move was enough to injure himself, the dragon pattern demon clan's face changed slightly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

The pitch-black knife turned, slashing towards the torrent of the Sun Pillar Divine Evil Spell, at the beginning of the momentum was like a broken bamboo, destroying the calamity, but after half of the entry, it was bitten by the poor fantasy, blocking and difficult to enter, but it was the avenue of evil that could not destroy the aura of the calamity, and even was absorbed in reverse, transformed into an evil ghost calamity, adding to the power of the calamity.

But the disparity in the foundation is not something that can be made up for by this attribute restraint, the dragon pattern demon clan shouted violently, and the sword burst into a turbulent flow of sword power in all directions, shattering the poor fantasy and tearing the sun pillar god.

Qiu Li snorted, was injured and vomited, and flew upside down.

The Dragon Pattern Demon Clan said disdainfully: "Ignorant people, no matter how loud your tone is, you can't make up for the obvious difference in strength, and you can only stop me if you try your best, what's the point?"

"Absolutely!"

With a shout, Yue Ding, who was originally seriously injured and fell, swayed up, his hand was immeasurable, and in an instant, thousands of fists erupted, like a tide, fierce and irresistible, pressing towards the opponent layer upon layer, wave after wave of ruthless expansion and raging.

"No way, your injuries—"

The dragon pattern demon clan swirled the blade, and the sword shadow became a shield, protecting Zhou's body up and down, blocking the torrent of fist power like a torrential rain.

But he had seen how powerful Yue Ding's power was in the Great Dao of Innate Strength, and every punch had a force equivalent to the full force of a martial cultivator of the same level, and under the continuous bombardment of thousands of fists, the opponent's sword and shield defense immediately crumbled.

The dragon pattern demon clan was shocked when he saw this, where was there any sign of serious injury, could it be that he had urged some kind of forbidden technique to forcibly suppress the injury?

But no matter what means the other party used, whether he wanted to withstand the backlash of the forbidden art, he had to survive this wave of offensive first, and immediately spread his wings behind him, forming two thick air masses, one rigid and one soft, wrapping around his body, turning like a shield, yin and yang mutually beneficial, and his body spin, exerting a spinning top-like spinning force.

Within a radius of one zhang, everything was distorted and deformed by this force, as if it was enveloped by a huge, constantly deforming ball of water, but it was the result of the light being distorted by this invisible force field.

Under the influence of this spinning force, Yue Ding's fist strength was like hitting the void, and all the castrations were twisted and turned, and he was unable to do so, and even a lot of them were bounced back and fell on his body.

If the recruiter is Luo Feng, he will inevitably find a flaw, use ingenuity to break the skill, and follow the rotation force to approach the vital point, but let the opponent eat the evil consequences, but when Yue Ding saw this, he laughed loudly: "It's just right, and look at a certain family!"

On the one hand, he maintained the immeasurable seal, continued to urge the strength of the waves, and on the other hand, he actually formed the vajra seal again, incarnated as the Dharma Protector God, majestic and majestic, and the golden light on the surface of his body flowed endlessly, allowing the rebounding fist to attack his body with the sound of bells and bells, and his already fierce strength went to the next level!

Wuliang continued to bombard around the ball, the strength collided, and the remaining energy destroyed the nearby star projection, gradually, the two forces clashed into a circular air cover that was rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, and the two completely different forces were constantly circulating, and the two figures in the air cover were blurry and twisted by steaming.

Vaguely, it seems that you can see a demon dragon with wings on its back and roaring and a Ming king who looks at each other angrily and swears to destroy evil demons.

Suddenly, King Ming had the upper hand, rode the back of the demon dragon, grabbed its wings and tore it angrily on both sides!

In the tragic roar, the circular air shield shattered, and two figures flew out of it, each injured, the back of the dragon pattern demon clan was drenched in blood, and a pair of dragon wings were torn off by life, and the golden light on Yue Ding's body was shattered, and he was also covered with scaly wounds, but those very obvious wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they recovered in an instant, and they became fierce again.

The dragon pattern demon clan was shocked to see it, the demon clan's physical recovery power far beyond other creatures has always been its proud ability, for example, the injury on his back has stopped bleeding and scarred, but no matter how fast it is, it can't compare to this healed so exaggeratedly, no wonder the previous sneak attack did not have an impact at all.

He ignored the pain behind him and squinted, "It seems that in order to kill you, you must be completely killed with a single sword, so that you will not be able to take advantage of your ability to recover." ”

Yue Ding admits frankly: "The idea is correct, the key is whether you can do it." ”

"Just try it. ”

The dragon pattern demon clan horizontal knife was about to go up again, and two figures suddenly appeared in the void to his side, one of them was a bull-headed human body, holding a halberd, full of essence and blood, but only a heavenly and human cultivation, and the other was a void and insignificant, without seeing the form, only an almost transparent humanoid shadow, but the breath was very terrifying, equivalent to the cultivation of heaven and man in the law phase realm.

The shadow said in an old voice, "Young master, let the old slave help." ”

The Dragon-Patterned Demon Clan frowned and said, "Bad Old, he is my prey. ”

Shadow insisted: "Young Master, please focus on the overall situation, if you can get the inheritance of the Red World Twin Witches, not only will it be of great benefit to you, but even the Demon Lord will also be greatly appreciated, and this matter cannot be carried out." ”

Hearing that the other party brought out the "Demon Lord", the Dragon Pattern Demon Clan could only hold back the unwillingness in his heart, and reluctantly nodded: "You're right, now is not the time for me to be reckless, it's better to deal with this person." ”

He knew in his heart that Bad Luck was a secret demon, and he was good at spiritual spells such as bewitching the mind, which was perfect for dealing with the powerful martial artist in front of him.

"This person is handed over to the old slave to deal with, the young master can go and kill the sword cultivator, as for some other human races, it will be handed over to the guards to sweep away, and then wait for the dolphin to come back, and the overall situation can be decided. ”

The demon clan with the bull-headed body screamed, and then turned around and killed the disciples of the Six Dao Sect.

Seeing this, Yue Ding hurriedly threw out his fist to stop him, but a transparent crystal wall suddenly appeared, silently dissolving his fist strength.

"Your opponent is an old slave, don't expect to save others, your actions are all under control, one step is slow, one step is slow, from the moment you step into the Red World Heavenly Palace, you have already lost. The old man stopped Yue Ding, and his body turned into an overwhelming black curtain and isolated him, "Young master, hurry up, the old slave can trap this person, and when you kill all the others, you can come to fight this person again, it's not impossible." ”

The Dragon-Patterned Demon Clan was overjoyed when they heard this, and felt that this was the best of both worlds, and they were about to set out to kill the nameless real person right now.

Suddenly, a flying sword full of killing aura flew into the air, blocking the way of the dragon pattern demon clan, and at the same time, the corpse of a monster fell in the air.

"When you say dolphin, do you mean this guy?"