, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "You guys who have killed me thousands of times, if you want me dead, then don't even think about taking back the slate!" At this time, Mou Gen's eyes were red and he almost went crazy. He roared: "Even if I destroy the slate with my own hands, I will still be dead." 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 directly slashed towards the leader of the demon clan. 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 leader of the demon tribe did not retreat but moved forward the moment he dodged the light of Mou Gen's sword. In a few steps, he rushed behind Mou Gen: "Die!"
Before he could finish his words, the demon clan leader's iron fist shot out suddenly, carrying the crimson demonic aura 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 was spinning 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 clan was so angry that his eyes were split, and he punched hard again. As he hit Mou Gen's back, he yelled: "Quick, catch the stone slab before it breaks!"
Hearing these words, 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 thorn, caught the stone with a snap, and then shouted: "Six Demons, 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. He suddenly burst out with light red demonic energy on his weapon, and howled as he rushed out of the dark ghost mist.
"Whoa!" The big demon suddenly blocked the way of the monster clan. The sharp claws of the devil fell down in unison, immediately adding countless scratches on the opponent's face. The guy screamed in pain, but was stabbed diagonally. The sudden arrow struck deep into his heart.
Immediately afterwards, arrowheads struck through the air in an instant, and the other seven demon clans screamed one after another in the ghost mist that made it impossible to see. By the time the demon clan 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 leader of the demon tribe 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 me 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 are so arrogant when you only have the Qing Qi realm?"
Hearing the words of the other party, the leader of the demon clan was so angry that his eyes were filled with smoke. He shouted loudly: "I am the majestic leader of the Zhongshan demon clan. How can I be frightened 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 tribe suddenly burst out with crimson demon 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 towards Guan Heng with a "whoosh" 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 just too 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 burst out, and white bones were broken.
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 sinister 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 stab the monster leader into the neck.
Guan Heng's speed, the strength of his whole body, and the explosive power produced by "Juhuang Strike" all converged on this palm strike. The leader of the demon clan was almost caught off guard and had no time to use the crimson demon energy to protect him. In this way, Guan Heng broke through his own defense.
Just hearing a "pop" sound, the neck of the demon clan leader was like a cowhide that was torn apart by force. A large red mist surged out instantly. With a look in his eyes that he couldn't believe that the other party could defeat him, the demon clan 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 rage, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood. The guy's remaining vitality 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 Qi of the Strong, he encountered a sword-wielding black Qi tyrant at the ruins of the ancient battlefield. The men escape.
Then in the desert, Guan Heng was hit from the front by the black energy tyrant who used fist power, and he almost died. With these two experiences of fighting against the black energy tyrant, Guan Heng and those red energy strongmen's normal life The vision 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 Qing Qi realm. He has become accustomed to using attacks similar to those of a black Qi tyrant to challenge other enemies, so those idle Qing Qi , The strong man with red energy 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 the use of Jumang Sword, Xixue Gong, Guan Heng just thought of the black energy tyrant who left traces of the sword on his body at the moment he took action.
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