The thirty-six moves of the Sky-Swallowing Halberd were performed so vividly that Zisha, Ji Wushuang, and Demon Godzi turned pale. Obviously, they did not expect Yang Feng to be so powerful.
"Everyone, don't hold anything back and go all out. As long as the alliance leader arrives, Yang Feng will die without a burial place."
Zisha actually didn't expect that Jiang Yueying would switch sides and help Yang Feng.
"Yueying, if you turn around now, I can still plead with the alliance leader."
The Demon God Son still doesn’t want to lose Jiang Yueying.
"Son of the Demon God, don't you understand yet? It's not that I, Jiang Yueying, want to rebel, but you are forcing me to rebel!"
Jiang Yueying and Yang Feng were back to back, facing the demon cultivators from all directions.
"Ah! Yang Feng blames you. If it weren't for you, the person Yueying loves must be me. I will kill you!"
After hearing Jiang Yueying's words, Demon God Zi really tried his best, completely lost control and turned black.
Pounced towards Yang Feng.
"Yueying, you handle it carefully, leave him to me!"
Yang Feng drew his sword decisively, and he always remembered the bet!
This Demonic Son is in the right time to be promoted to transcend the tribulation.
"The Wrath of the Demon God!"
"Bahuang Sword Slash!"
Demon God Son used a sonic attack, hoping to decisively deal with Yang Feng while Yang Feng was distracted.
And Yang Feng used his sacred weapon, the Lingsha Sword.
Cut it down towards the Demon God Son.
Sticking to his original intention, Yang Feng's soul was not affected.
The Demon God Son also hurriedly took out his magic knife to resist.
But in the end, the disparity in strength was too great, and Yang Feng sealed his throat with a sword.
"Devil..."
Zisha wanted to lend a helping hand, but how could Yang Feng give them a chance? After cultivating to their current state, they would not die immediately if their bodies were damaged. Only when they were destroyed together with their souls could they truly die.
"No!
"
Even when the demon son's body was destroyed by Yang Feng, he remained calm, but at this moment, looking at the charming smile in front of him, he really panicked.
Regardless of whether you are a demon cultivator or an immortal cultivator, if your physical body is damaged, you can still stop the loss in time with the help of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
But once the soul is wiped out, it is death in the true sense.
Even Jiang Yueying did not expect Yang Feng's drastic measures.
It had only been nine years since we last saw each other. The young man who had gained experience in the deserted city in the past, now actually had the means to kill the monks who were in the tribulation period with a backhand.
"Yang Feng, please give my apprentice his life!"
Zisha couldn't stay rational, and the Demon Son was a peerless monster that he had worked so hard to cultivate.
In the blink of an eye, he became a dead soul under Yang Feng's sword. How could he endure this?
"Dragon Protector Zisha, the top priority is to hold Yang Feng back. Don't be reckless!"
"Give it to me, get out of the way!"
After seeing clearly that the person standing in front of him was Ji Wushuang, Zisha suppressed the murderous intention in his heart.
"Zisha Dharma Protector!"
"Wushuang, the Demon God is a disciple I have trained for many years. Today, Yang Feng and I will fight to the death. You lead the disciples and take action when the opportunity arises."
Zisha sent a message to Ji Wushuang, and when he finally passed by Ji Wushuang, he patted Ji Wushuang on the shoulder.
Come on horseback!
Yang Feng's purpose in coming to the Demon Alliance was to kill the master and disciple.
Now that the apprentice has been ordained, the master should accompany the apprentice, so that he can be taken care of on the way to hell.
"Yueying, you will enter the space world in a moment. I will kill them and then I will take you away."
Jiang Yueying Xiaoniao nodded sympathetically. In her heart, as long as Yang Feng is there, it is home.
Waiting for Jiang Yueying to enter the space world
Afterwards, Yang Feng faced Zisha head-on.
He raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
"Young man named Yang is looking for death!"
"Hundred demons kill in anger!"
Hundreds of demonic shadows separated from his body, killing Yang Feng.
"Clone Technique? Then it depends on whether your clone technique kills me first, or whether my fist breaks your body first."
Yang Feng's body lit up with bright golden light.
That was his immortal battle suit, and his punch contained the true meaning of the eternal demon-suppressing fist.
This seemingly ordinary punch actually contained astonishing power.
boom!
As soon as a clone passed by Yang Feng, it was shattered by Yang Feng's fist.
Then dozens of figures came over to attack them, and Yang Feng maintained his punching posture.
Bang bang bang!
Until the hundreds of figures dimmed, Zisha felt a chill in his heart. However, thinking of Yang Feng's determination when he wiped out his disciple's soul, Zisha's aura surged.
Yang Feng could tell at a glance that Zisha wanted to blow himself up.
Immediately, there were ghostly footsteps under his feet, and he fled towards the distance.
"My surname is Yang, I will drag you to hell today even if I blow myself up."
A large number of demon cultivators appeared in front of Yang Feng, and naturally it was Ji Wushuang. The self-destruction of a cultivator in the Tribulation Stage was enough to kill a physical cultivator in the Golden Body Realm.
Yang Feng's physical body was beyond the realm. The reason why he fled was to create an illusion for Ji Wushuang, Zisha and others, and then wiped out all the demon cultivators here.
"Yang Feng didn't expect you to be here today."
"Demon feathers descend from the sky!"
Ji Wushuang wanted to use this to slow down Yang Feng.
As for Zisha, who blew himself up from behind and tried to pull Yang Feng back, he raised his speed to the extreme.
"Oh! Let's say goodbye to this world!"
Yang Feng rushed to Ji Wushuang, and then imprisoned Ji Wushuang instantly.
"You, what do you do to me?
What have you done? Let me go! "
Ji Wushuang's eyes were a little flustered.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you now, you are still valuable!"
After saying that, Yang Feng took Ji Wushuang into the space world and turned towards Zisha.
"Blow yourself up! Wipe your eyes brighter, junior. There are some people you can't afford to offend!"
"You, you madman! Go to hell!"
Boom boom!
A mushroom cloud rose in the sky of the Demon Alliance.
A huge roar echoed through the sky.
Not far from here, the six people looked at the mushroom cloud rising in the sky.
They all looked at each other in silence.
"Alliance leader, Zisha protector and the others..."
"Let's go, you want to see people alive, you want to see corpses if you die!"
The leader is none other than the leader of the Demon Alliance, Yun Fan.
Under the sky where the mushroom cloud rose, all the corpses of the demon cultivators were gone, leaving only a slightly embarrassed figure.
"Ahem! The self-destruction of the monks in the Tribulation Stage is really terrifying. If my body hadn't cultivated to the realm of transcendence, I would have been seriously injured even if I didn't die."
After personally experiencing the power of the self-destruction of the monks in the Tribulation Stage, Yang Feng was filled with emotion.
The leader of the Demon Alliance, Yun Fan, and the other five guardians who came from a distance were turned to stone on the spot.
Under the explosion of the mushroom cloud, there were still people left.
"who is he?"
"Hold it and you will know after asking."
One of them flashed.
Came to Yang Feng's side.
"Who are you? Who caused the explosion just now?"
"No, that's it!"
Saying that, Yang Feng took out two heads.
Zisha, Ji Wushuang!
Three heads, Demonic Son, Ji Wushuang, and Zisha.
The protector's face immediately changed drastically, and his body retreated crazily.
"Dead! All dead!"
"Lao Xiang, you said everyone is dead? Is that kid in front of me?
We are monks from the Demon Alliance? "
A protector said casually.
"Zisha, Wushuang, Demon God Son, they are all dead!"
Then the monk named Lao Xiang pointed his trembling finger at Yang Feng not far away.
"It was him, he killed him!"
"What? You mean Zisha and the others are all dead? Only him is left?"
"Alliance leader..."
"Catch him first, everyone!"
Yun Fan also used the power of his soul to sweep over Yang Feng, and found that there was a mist around him, making it difficult to see through.
"Good boy, you dare to touch even the protectors of our Demon Alliance. You must be arrested and tortured."
"Which of you is the leader of the Demon Alliance?"
Before the guardians could come up with a result from their discussion, Yang Feng's voice rang out.
"Boy, you killed my Demon Alliance protector and you still dare to be so arrogant, watch me capture you!"
One of the six took the lead and slashed across Yang Feng's chest with a magic knife. Unexpectedly, it only made a cut. As for the flesh inside, there was not even a white mark.
"Boy, isn't this knife uncomfortable?"
"It's okay, it's enough for scratching."
Yang Feng took out the Demon Suppressing Monument. The demon cultivator in front of him was obviously not very smart.
"You! It's impossible! My knife just now was obviously... damn, you dare to play tricks on me?"
"Three styles of Tyrant!"
The magic knife in the hand of the demon cultivator seemed to be awakening. The lines on the black knife glowed with blood, like lava pouring.
Holding the knife, he slashed at Yang Feng's body, once, twice, until the third slash.
Bang bang bang!
Three swords fell, and a black stone tablet blocked them all. The demon cultivator felt the change of the evil spirit in his body.
He realized it in an instant and wanted to distance himself from Yang Feng, but it was already too late.
The demon-suppressing monument carries a
The giant shadow suppressed them, and the protector of the Demon Alliance was about to fall again.
A devil's claw holds the demon-suppressing monument that is about to fall.
"Little friend, you must be merciful and merciful. You have already killed two monks from the Demon Alliance who are in the tribulation period. What else do you want?"
The person who came was none other than the leader of the Demon Alliance, Yun Fan.
"Oh! Are you the leader of the Demon Alliance? I heard that after your Demon Alliance learned that our Immortal Alliance lost two Tribulation Stage and Two Mahayana Stage monks, you wanted to declare war, so I had no choice but to come over and balance the two sides. The number of strong men.”
"Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"
"Um?"
Yang Feng glared at the visitor and immediately prepared to take action.
"My little friend is so young and has a treasure like the Demon Suppressing Monument in his hand. I must be Yang Feng, the recently famous member of the Immortal League. Young friend Yang, right?"
Yun Fan began to guess Yang Feng's identity from the first moment he saw Yang Feng.
It wasn't until Yang Feng's words just now, as well as the demon-suppressing tablet in Yang Feng's hand, that Yunfan was sure that the person in front of him was Yang Feng.
There is really no one in the entire Immortal Alliance besides Yang Feng who can kill a monk who can kill everyone with just his physical strength.
"Old guy, you haven't answered my question yet?"
"Haha! I am none other than Yun Fan, the leader of the Demon Alliance."
"Leader Yun, let's do it. I've killed many of your demon alliance's talented guardians. This matter can't be rectified. Don't hide it. Let's see if I can fight to kill your demon alliance?"
Yang Feng has never had a good impression of the Demon Alliance monks.
This Yun Fan is worthy of being the leader of an alliance. He has three guardian-level figures in his hands.
"Little friend Yang, this is wrong. They were the ones who collided with little friend Yang. I can only say that they are to blame.
Pick. "
Well?
This time it was Yang Feng's turn to be speechless. What kind of medicine could the leader of the Demon Alliance sell in his gourd?
Things have come to this point, and they are still trying to excuse him.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
"Leader Yun, there is no need to beat around the bush, just tell me what you have to say."
Yang Feng always felt that Yun Fan wanted to ask him for something, but what could it be that could make Yun Fan let go of his hatred for him?
The first protector, Zisha, was killed.
The newly appointed protector, the Demon God's Son, was killed.
Hall leader Ji Wushuang was arrested.
Even the newly promoted protector, Jiang Yueying, threw herself into his arms.
It would be strange for any man with blood not to get angry and cut Yang Feng into thousands of pieces.
"Haha! Little friend Yang is really quick to talk, so I won't hide it. I hope that the Demon Alliance and the Immortal Alliance can temporarily become allies, and then enter the restricted area together."
That was the original idea.
The Alliance of Immortals and Demons is so bold!
You know, the immortal and demon alliances have always been sworn enemies. Take today, Yang Feng killed so many of the demon alliance's subordinates. This is absolutely traumatic for the demon alliance, but Yunfan in front of him didn't show any hostility?
Incredible!
"I see, Leader Yun, please forgive Yang for being unable to do anything about this matter. Yang's status in the Immortal Alliance is not high. For such a big matter as the Immortal and Demon Alliance, you should talk to me, the leader of the Immortal Alliance."
Yang Feng was telling the truth. He had indeed not made any significant contributions to the Immortal Alliance since he joined it, so his status in the Immortal Alliance was not high.
"Yang Xiaoyou's words are wrong. Based on Yang Xiaoyou's performance today, how many people in the current Immortal Alliance can be as heroic as Brother Yang? So we still hope that Yang
Don’t refuse, little friend. "
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