Chapter 137 The battle of the Nine Flame Line of Defense
Ming Zhiyuan suddenly broke out and hacked the commander to death, shouting wildly: "Master."
Rush towards the sentry tower quickly.
Qilin King and Mu Fengge both wanted to rescue Nan Chunyi, but they were both entangled by two elders and could not escape for a while.
At this time, only Ming Zhiyuan rushed towards Nan Chunyi.
The Demon King's long body stood in the air, dressed in black clothes and black robes, making a hunting sound in the wind, looking indescribably free and comfortable.
He looked at Ming Zhiyuan, who was rushing towards him with an angry expression and a gentle smile on his face.
Mu Fengge suddenly thought of something and shouted loudly: "Don't go to Zhiyuan, come back to Zhiyuan, come back."
At this moment, Ming Zhiyuan couldn't care less about listening to Mu Fengge's shouts.
The moment he saw his master knocked to the ground by the Demon Emperor, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, a ball of anger arose in his heart that almost burned him.
In a few breaths, he rushed in front of the Demon Emperor and struck at the Demon Emperor without saying a word. At this time, the Demon Emperor had already lifted Nan Junyi in his hands, and Nan Junyi was still unconscious.
The Demon King flicked away the long knife that was coming with the whistling wind with one hand. "You are the disciple of the Alchemy God? Yes, your cultivation is not that good. A pure heart is rare."
After saying that, he tapped his hand again and knocked away the long knife that was slashing again. Ming Zhiyuan lost the long knife and was not frightened. He only shook his arms and rushed forward to fight hand to hand.
At this time, the defense line of Jiuyan Liuhuo City was almost useless. Demons swarmed onto the city wall in large numbers, and the last force in Liuhuo City also reached the city wall. The two sides had begun to engage in hand-to-hand combat, and there was no longer any offensive and defensive battle.
Mu Fengge saw that Ming Zhiyuan was acting like crazy, rushing towards the Demon Emperor again and again, only to be knocked to the ground again and again. His whole body was stained with blood and stained with dust, and his original appearance could hardly be seen.
The handsome guy and Bai Niu were originally facing off against a group of demons in another battlefield, and the demons were beaten until they roared. Now that they saw Ming Zhiyuan being beaten by the demon king like a three-year-old child, the two beasts no longer cared about the other demons, and started to fight one after another.
Rush towards Mingzhiyuan.
Ming Zhiyuan's mind was pounding at this moment. With his eyes, he only saw his master being held in the hands of the Demon King, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. He was filled with anger and fear.
The handsome boy and the white girl rushed towards him, baring their teeth and biting at the Demon King.
The Demon Emperor waved his hand like lightning, first lightly brushing the handsome boy's head, and then slapped the white girl's head.
The two beasts were knocked off the city wall as if struck by lightning. There was no effort to struggle at all.
When the Qilin King saw the pretty boy being slapped away, he roared angrily, and the sharp claws in his hands suddenly grew a bit longer. He slashed the arms of an elder in front of him until his flesh and blood spread. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he rushed out and headed straight for the place where the pretty boy fell.
Fly away.
At this moment, a long roar came from the direction of the city behind him. The Demon Emperor's face was filled with joy, his body flashed rapidly, he rushed to the city wall and flew out, heading straight towards the city.
None of the human soldiers and monsters around him could stop him. What had Mu Fengge already guessed in his mind?
The Demon Emperor Ming Zhiyuan ran towards the city and chased after him, but his speed was far behind the Demon Emperor, even though the Demon Emperor was still holding a Minami Junichi in his hand.
As soon as Ming Zhiyuan rushed down the city wall with the Demon Emperor, he saw Asinge running towards the Demon Emperor, holding his wife holding his young son with one hand and dragging a phoenix with the other.
"Axin Ge." Ming Zhiyuan's eyes were bloodshot and his mouth was on fire, howling.
Hearing this, Asinge looked at him expressionlessly and said to the Demon Emperor, "Asinge has obeyed my emperor's order and has captured the Demonic Beast Key. That human being is also a key, and the Demonic Beast Key is the son of King Qilin.
It’s that little unicorn.”
The Demon Emperor laughed heartily; "Axinge, you have done a great job. From now on, you will be the sixteenth elder of my Demon Clan."
Asinge had already rushed to the Demon Emperor, pulled his wife to kneel down, and shouted loudly: "Asinge thanks my emperor for his kindness." Then he handed the phoenix dance in his hand to the Demon Emperor.
The Demon Emperor stretched out his hand to take Feng Wu, and immediately turned around and kicked out with one leg, kicking back Ming Zhiyuan who was rushing behind him. The force of this kick was so strong that Ming Zhiyuan felt as if his whole body was flying towards the outside of the city wall.
There was infinite regret and hatred in his mind. Asinge's sudden betrayal must have something to do with his wife. They brought Asinge's wife back from the Demon Emperor's Palace. The Demon Emperor must have told the woman in advance to persuade her.
Ashin is guilty of meritorious service. If he can capture the keys of other races, he will not only be innocent, but he can also be promoted to the elder of the demon clan.
Ming Zhiyuan landed on the city wall, and immediately a demon elder flew over and picked him up in his hands. The handsome boy and Bai Niu chased him and bit him away.
The Demon King leaped in the air and returned to the city wall. He laughed and said to the Qilin King, "King Qilin, let me lend it to your descendants. Don't worry, I will return it to you exactly."
After saying that, he jumped towards the city wall.
The handsome boy and the white girl ran down the city wall regardless of the elder who was carrying Ming Zhiyuan. The Qilin King shouted so loudly that his throat was broken, but the two beasts ignored them.
Ming Zhiyuan was held in the elder's hand like a chicken. He was filled with humiliation, anger, and anger but could not move for a moment.
With a happy expression on his face and a secret joy on his lips, Asinge followed the elder and jumped outside the city wall with his wife.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Ashin's self-satisfied look, and murderous intent suddenly burst into his heart. He wrapped his hands around the elder's arms, rolled up his waist and abdomen, stood upside down and kicked out his legs, directly on the elder's face.
The elder took two steps back, and Ming Zhiyuan had already broken free of his hand.
Knowing that Yuanyi escaped from the elder's hands and did not escape immediately, he rushed towards Asinge who was behind him. Asinge's expression changed, he pushed his wife away, and slashed at Mingzhiyuan's front door with a long knife in his hand.
Ming Zhiyuan was in mid-air, and immediately changed his position, dodged to the right and kicked his feet out again, hitting the side of the long knife.
Asinge's hand swayed and he almost couldn't hold the long knife. It immediately changed from a slash to a side chop. Ming Zhiyuan pressed down and rolled to avoid it. He was still on the ground, and his feet struck Asinge's calf joint again.
He was kicked out everywhere, and there was only a click sound. Asinge's right calf was kicked off, and he half-knelt on the ground, with a ferocious look on his face for a moment.
He was also arrogant, his leg bones were broken, he didn't make a sound, and he slashed horizontally with the knife in his hand. In an instant, Ming Zhiyuan touched the ground with his feet, jumped up, kicked out another leg in mid-air, and kicked Asinge on the temple again.
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Asinge felt as if his right brain had been hit hard, and he felt dizzy for a moment. He could no longer see clearly where Ming Zhiyuan was at this time, and the long knife in his hand danced into a ball of snowflakes, protecting his whole body.
Only then did Ming Zhiyuan see that the long knife in Asinge's hand was actually Qu Hongda's personal knife.
Qu Hongda's martial arts was only at the early stage of the fifth level, not even the middle stage. Nan Junyi told him to stay in the general's residence and did not follow them to the defense line.
Asinge escaped from the General's Mansion with his saber in his hand, but he was afraid that Qu Hongda was already in serious danger.
Ming Zhiyuan felt even more angry and shouted to the handsome boy. Then he saw that the handsome boy and Bai Niu were surrounded by two high-ranking demon elders. Bai Niu was covered in blood and kept roaring.
One of the handsome boy's front feet was also injured. The injury was so severe that it could no longer be put down. It stood up on its hind legs, and only one of its front paws kept flying left and right. The five sharp claws in the front paws stretched out more than three inches.
The cold light flashed as it kept waving.
At this time, the Qilin King's anger had reached the extreme, and finally began to spit out flames from his mouth. The flames of the Qilin King were different from Huang Ye. Huang Ye had a yellow-red flame, and when it finally burned its source, the flame turned blue again.
The flames of the Qilin King are as red as blood, and are even in a solidified state. If they are even slightly contaminated by the demon, they will not stop burning and will continue to burn.
Even the flames scattered on the ground are still burning. They are like maggots in the tarsal bones.
It sprayed flames while charging towards the handsome boy. The three demon elders followed closely behind but did not dare to get close, for fear of being contaminated by the flames.
Mu Fengge was also rushing towards Ming Zhiyuan. At this time, four people were surrounding him, holding him tightly.
Ming Zhiyuan looked around, and finally felt that he was at the end of his rope, his chest felt like a stone, and he felt as uncomfortable as a knife.
The elder behind him sneered, watching him and Asinge fight several times, it was like watching child's play.
The Qilin King roared and sprayed flames while charging and killing.
On the city wall, there are more and more demons, human soldiers, and demonic beasts gradually falling down.
The Qilin King had just taken a few steps forward, but the Demon King had already handed Nan Chunyi and Feng Wu to the demon army at the rear, and then leaped in front of it, stopping it with a smile on his face; "King Qilin, don't worry, I know you
There is only one descendant, and I will not treat it harshly."
King Qilin looked at the Demon Emperor, with a fierce glare in his eyes, like a sword. "Ye Ming, we will fight until we die."
After finishing the sentence, without saying any more, the sharp claws in both palms protruded, like ten sharp daggers, and slashed left and right towards the Demon Emperor.
The Demon King dodged sideways and punched out, hitting the Qilin King's right shoulder. The Qilin King shook his body and opened his big mouth to bite his head.
The Demon King dodged again, and as soon as he said it, the Qilin King seemed to have expected that he was going to dodge this way, and suddenly grabbed his right claw, and with a "tear" sound, the Qilin King's shoulder was also torn to pieces of flesh and blood.
Vague.
The Demon King was caught in this attack and was seriously injured, but he seemed to feel no pain and still smiled and said to the Qilin King: "Qilin King, now he is also the peak of the Martial God? Unexpectedly, you Demon Beast has always been reckless and lacking in mind.
, even though the inheritance has been cut off, you can actually reach the peak of the Martial God by relying on your talent. The talent of the Qilin clan is really amazing."
After that, he gently floated into the air, and avoided the Qilin King's claws sweeping across. He said in a relaxed tone as if he was chatting, "Even if that's the case, then you can't leave your descendants, so as not to cause trouble to our demon clan."
Without saying a word, the Qilin King spurted flames from his mouth again, spraying them towards the Demon King in mid-air.
Only then did the Demon King become cautious. He let out a soft cry, jumped high in the air again, turned over and flew a few feet away. The Qilin King didn't wait for him to stand firm, and pounced on him again, with flames in his mouth, and struck back with his claws left and right.
, sealing the Demon King’s left and right sides.
The Demon Emperor had no way to avoid it, so he had no choice but to fall backwards, and his whole body fell to the ground. The Qilin King took advantage of the situation and slashed his claws down, and the ten sharp claws like daggers were about to pierce into the Demon Emperor's chest in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the Demon Emperor seemed to be enough.
It was as if someone was pushing him hard, and he moved straight back, retreating as fast as an arrow.
After this retreat, he retreated another ten feet, and was out of the attack range of the Qilin King's claws.
The Demon King immediately stood up and rushed towards the Qilin King. Two scimitars appeared in his hands. The Qilin King was not afraid at all. Relying on the sharpness of his claws, he stretched out his claws to intercept. Hearing the constant scratching sounds, one person and one beast disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Already done dozens of moves.
Ming Zhiyuan and Asinge started fighting again. Asinge was at the peak of the fourth level and was not afraid of him. He was caught off guard by Ming Zhiyuan's previous fight. Now he calmed down and suppressed Ming Zhiyuan to only