"Since you appear here, the Demon Emperor must have been reborn, right?" Hang Tianyi asked.
The Yin Yang Demon General showed a look of madness in his eyes at this time, but then it turned into respect, and he said loudly: "In this world, no one can kill His Majesty the Demon Emperor, no one, not even the Sword Master!"
"But the defeat of the Demon Emperor at the hands of the Sword Master is an indisputable fact!" Hang Tianyi said calmly.
In his heart, he has great respect for this sword master. His art of war is still "Sun Tzu's Art of War", and he doesn't know what his relationship is with Sun Wu from ancient times on earth.
"Really?" The Yin-Yang Demon's eyes blazed with cold light, he put his hands together, and turned two powerful waves into a sickle, coming straight towards Hang Tianyi's door.
In Zhenxuansi, Jia Xiaoren's death sickle, although it is a human weapon, is rumored to be contaminated with the breath of hell.
Compared with the Yin Yang Demon General, Hang Tianyi felt that it was just a sickle for cutting grass.
Of course, the Yin Yang Demon General did not use weapons. He used supreme magical powers and techniques, and used the rules of Taoism to deduce extremely powerful weapons, thus exerting supreme power.
Hang Tianyi did not dare to be careless, because this attack made him feel some smell of death.
The power of the three families circulated, and a three-color halo appeared behind Hang Tianyi. At the same time, there was a faint light on his arms, and the condensed power gathered three feet in front of him.
This is a large white circle, completely executed with the sword master's sword skills. The sharp breath strikes the heaven and earth, constantly making harsh sounds.
"Go!" Hang Tianyi's tongue burst into thunder, and he circled around to meet the sickle.
When sharp energy meets, it can be said to be like a needle to a wheat awn.
In the void, brilliant sparks suddenly spread out, and sharp forces cut through the void directly.
The turbulent current continued to roll wildly, and before it could get close to Hang Tianyi's body, it collapsed invisibly.
After a stalemate for nearly half a cup of tea, a dark space was suddenly thrown out between Hang Tianyi and the Yin Yang Demon General. The destructive power contained in it had reached its extreme.
After all, Hang Tianyi suffered a big loss in terms of cultivation. He groaned and backed away again. He felt a tightness in his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"My cultivation level is rising, and it's only by finding the power that belongs to me that you can truly improve rapidly. It's not an exaggeration to describe it as a thousand miles a day!" said the Yin Yang Demon General.
Hang Tianyi said: "It's just power, don't care about the process!"
"But you don't seem to be able to withstand it anymore!" the Yin Yang Demon General said.
Hang Tianyi said: "It's hard to say. Although you are indeed unfathomable, defeating you is my only choice!"
"Why don't you overestimate your own capabilities?" the Yin Yang Demon General said.
When Hang Tianyi heard this, he smiled calmly: "Didn't you say that we humans have an invisible force that cannot be described or named, but it is the source of our development and growth? What you see now is such a force.
Don’t ask me what kind of power this is, because it belongs to us only, and you won’t understand it even if I tell you!”
"I seem to understand something!" the Yin Yang Demon said.
Hang Tianyi shook his head: "No, you won't understand!"
After finishing his words, Hang Tianyi fought against the Yin and Yang Demon General again. After thirty rounds, they both retreated.
Hang Tianyi's breathing has begun to quicken. At this time, with his cultivation, he naturally cannot defeat the Yin and Yang Demon General, so he has to use the big sword.
In fact, Hang Tianyi also understands that even if he uses the big sword, he has no chance of winning, but no matter what, he always needs to give it a try.
"As far as I know, this should be your last trump card. How sure are you of winning?" There was a hint of teasing in the Yin Yang Demon General's eyes.
Hang Tianyi shook his head: "There is no guarantee of winning!"
"You know you can't do it but you do it!" said the Yin-Yang Demon General.
Hang Tianyi said: "Yes, because when people live in this world, there are things they can do and things they cannot do!"
"It's hard to understand, it's too confusing, but I will give you a decent way to die!" the Yin Yang Demon General said.
He was about to take action when suddenly, a ray of sword light shot out from the sky in the distance. The sword light spread out like an endless galaxy.
The dark sky was illuminated in an instant, and the roaring wind was also stabilized at this time.
The Yin Yang Demon had to take action to deal with this attack. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched it out, driving away the sword.
At this moment, a burly man in armor was seen exploring the hole.
He had a beard, and although he was tall and tall, his face gave people a delicate look, as if he was a scholar who had achieved great success in reading.
But the fierce and murderous aura in his body can only be possessed by an invincible general on the battlefield.
Hang Tianyi had never seen this person before, but he recognized who he was at a glance.
In the Dajing Dynasty, there were countless generals, but there was only one great general, and that was Wang Boduan's younger brother Wang Bozheng.
Yes, the person who came was none other than Wang Bozheng.
Tian Chong was still looking for him everywhere, but he didn't expect that he had already arrived in Yuequan Town.
But looking at this posture, there are no guards around.
Coming alone, he is only in the more powerful Zifu realm. Fortunately, he can take action at this time. If we join forces...
Is this possible? There are also Zifu realms in Yuequan Town, and Miao Zhu is one of them, but Hang Tianyi has no confidence in them.
In fact, even if there were ten high-level Zifus here, they would not be able to deal with this demonic army with no end in sight.
"Who are you?" The Twilight Demon will ask.
"Kill your man!" Uncle Wang was holding a long knife in his hand, and under the infusion of true energy, the light continued to flow.
"What a loud tone. A master like you may not be able to compete with the young man in front of me!" The Yin Yang Demon General looked disdainful.
Standing next to him were countless demonic armies. Today, he was going to lay waste to Yuequan Town, completely disappearing the fairy kingdom. At the same time, he could also give the demonic army something to eat for the time being.
"If we have to deal with so many demonic armies, it is indeed this person who is talking about the dream, but I am not alone!" Wang Bozheng's voice came out, and at this time, a violent sound spread.
The Yin Yang Demon General looked back and saw countless Da Jing soldiers rushing towards this side.
They are the Wang Family Army, led by Tian Chong and Shi Baifang. They have nearly 80,000 people.
At that time, Tian Chong left the city with only 40,000 soldiers and horses. He met Wang Bozheng on the road. After revealing everything, Wang Bozheng asked Shi Baifang to go back and bring out his soldiers and horses. After meeting, they rushed to Yuequan Town together.
The Wang family's army has 200,000 troops, but only 100,000 are stationed in Liangzhou City, and the other 100,000 are at the Wang family's base camp.
Now they have brought out 80,000 troops and horses, leaving only 20,000 troops to defend the city, which shows Wang Bozheng's determination.