"You guys who have killed me thousands of times, if you want me dead, then don't even think about getting the slate back!" At this time, Mou Gen's eyes were red and he almost went crazy.
I won’t hand it over.”
It was too late, but it was too soon. Mou Gen picked up the animal bone blade in his palm and slashed wildly. A sword light was wrapped in crimson demon energy and slashed directly towards the demon leader. However, Mou Gen did not hesitate to fight with his move.
His figure suddenly jumped back seven or eight steps, suddenly grabbed something from the extinguished bonfire in the corner, turned around, and rushed into the hole to escape.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy." The demon leader did not retreat but advanced at the moment when he dodged the light of Mou Gen's sword. He threw himself behind Mou Gen in a few steps: "Die!"
Before he finished speaking, the iron fist of the demon clan leader suddenly shot out, carrying the crimson demonic energy and hitting Mou Gen hard on the back. "Pfft--" Blood spurted from Mou Gen's mouth as he was in pain.
But he waved his arms desperately and threw the stone slab he just got into the distance: "If you want this thing, pick it up!"
"Huh——" The stone slab whirled rapidly in the air. If it was going at this speed, it would definitely fall to pieces when it landed. Seeing this, the leader of the demon tribe was so angry that his eyes were split, and he punched hard for the second time.
He hit Mou Gen's back and shouted at the same time: "Quick, catch the stone slab, don't let it break!"
Hearing this, seven or eight figures of fierce demon clans immediately rushed away with a "chush", and they all tried their best to catch up with the stone slab that was about to fall to the ground.
But at this moment, a dark figure suddenly rushed out of the diagonal thorn, caught the stone slab with a snap, and then shouted: "Six Ghosts, take action——"
"Huhu-wuwuwu-"
In the blink of an eye, six black shadows carrying the wind came over the sky and covered the ground, and all of them caught up the demon tribesmen who were running over. These guys looked surprised and uncertain in the black mist, and they could only hear the ghosts roaring in their ears.
The sounds kept coming, one after another, and finally a boy couldn't control the tension in his heart, suddenly bursting into light red demonic energy on his weapon, and howling, he rushed out of the dark ghost mist.
"Whoa!" The big demon suddenly blocked the way of the monster clan, and its sharp claws fell down, immediately adding countless scratches on the opponent's face. The guy screamed in pain, but was stabbed in the side.
The sudden arrow struck deep into my heart.
Immediately afterwards, arrowheads struck through the air in an instant, and the other seven demon tribes screamed one after another in the ghost mist that made it impossible to see anything. By the time the demon tribe leader ran over carrying the dying Mou Gen, all his subordinates were already running around.
He lay down in a pool of blood.
At this time, the demon leader who abandoned Mou Gen was so angry that he yelled: "Whoa, who are you? How dare you kill my men?"
"Does a mere demon tribe with only the realm of red demon energy deserve to ask about my identity?" Guan Heng was holding a snow-like bow in one hand and a Jumang sword in the other. He chuckled and said: "Your men are already here.
How about they all die? Are you going to run away? Or follow them?"
"Boy, you only have the Qing Qi realm and you are so arrogant?"
Hearing the words of the other party, the leader of the demon tribe was so angry that his eyes were filled with smoke. He shouted loudly: "I am the dignified leader of the demon tribe in Zhongshan. How can I be intimidated by your petty skills? You are just relying on me."
There are just a few ghosts helping me, I don’t believe I can’t kill you!”
At this moment, the leader of the demon clan suddenly showed a deep red demonic aura all over his body, and rushed towards Guan Heng in an instant: "Kill——"
The blazing demonic energy turned into red shadows all over the sky and blasted toward Guan Heng with a "whirring" sound. This guy was about to kill his opponent in one fell swoop, but Guan Heng was not afraid. Although he was only one level lower than his opponent, he was already
Reaching the peak of Qing Qi, coupled with the heavy weight brought by the heavy water rune, may not lead to defeat.
In the blink of an eye, only banging sounds were heard one after another. Guan Heng's Jumang sword had been fighting with the crimson demonic punch for more than ten rounds. Guan Heng yelled: "Your punch is stronger than anything I have ever seen."
The Qi Tyrant is really far behind."
"Huh-bang!" It was too late to say, but soon, Guan Heng held the sword in his right hand and punched the opponent with his left hand!
"Pfft!" In an instant, the crimson demonic energy collided with Guan Heng's dark green aura, and Guan Heng's fist was shaken until the skin and flesh were torn, blood spurted out, and white bones broke out.
The leader of the demon clan was overjoyed when he saw this: "Boy, let's see how dare you still be so arrogant..."
But at this moment, the corners of Guan Heng's mouth turned up, and a hint of a maniacal smile suddenly flashed across his face. The five fingers of his injured left hand were as straight as a spear, and he used his violent castration to punch it into the demon leader's neck.
Guan Heng's speed, the strength of his whole body, and the explosive power produced by "Juhuang Strike" were all concentrated on this palm strike. The demon leader was almost caught off guard and had no time to use the crimson demon energy.
Protecting the body, Guan Heng broke through his own defense.
There was just a "pop" sound, and the demon leader's neck was like a cowhide that had been torn apart by force. A large red mist surged out instantly. With a look in his eyes that he couldn't believe that the opponent could defeat him, the demon leader slowly collapsed.
On the ground, his whole body was twitching.
At this moment, Guan Heng touched his seriously injured left hand, and then said coldly: "Your crimson demonic energy is indeed a level higher than mine, but so what? I just want to kill you.
, you can’t survive, do you know why you can’t defeat me? Because you have no experience in escaping from two ‘black energy tyrants’!”
Hearing this, the leader of the demon clan stared at Guan Heng with wide eyes in horror. In a fit of rage, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The last trace of life force this guy had left finally dissipated with this mouthful of blood.
In fact, what Guan Heng said was absolutely correct. Although he only had the Qing Qi realm, when he had just advanced to the orange strong Qi, he encountered a sword-wielding black Qi tyrant at the ruins of the ancient battlefield.
The men escaped.
Then in the desert, Guan Heng was hit from the front by a black energy tyrant who used fist power, and he almost died. With these two experiences of fighting against black energy tyrants, Guan Heng and those red energy strongmen usually did not
The perspective has changed.
Along the way, countless times, when Guan Heng fought against his powerful enemies, he "imagined" them to be the two black energy tyrants who almost killed him.
As a result, Guan Heng's explosive momentum is simply not equivalent to his own green energy realm. He has become accustomed to using attacks similar to those against black energy tyrants to challenge other enemies, so those idle green energy
, the red-qi powerhouse is no longer Guan Heng’s opponent.
However, today, at this moment, is the first time that Guan Heng has defeated an opponent in the realm of crimson demon energy by relying on his own strength. Without the help of the Six Demonic Ghosts, without the help of anyone, without using Jumang Sword, Xixue
Gong, Guan Heng just thought of the black energy tyrant who left traces of his sword on his body at the moment he took action.
——[Fourth update, good afternoon everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly tickets┗|｀o′|┛嗷~~]——(To be continued.)