Beast

Among the three monks in the Purple Mansion Realm, only one young man who always looked nervous manipulated his magic weapon to go around behind the Dark Flame Demon and suddenly attacked.

One of them, an old man with gray hair who was once filled with righteous indignation, and the young man who was eager to eliminate the demon in the tribe, became timid and did not dare to attack, for fear of angering the Dark Flame Demon and being attacked and killed by him.

It was expected that the three of them would wait for the opportunity and only need to interfere to gain a small gap.

"roar!"

The Dark Flame Demon roared. This attack failed again. How could he accept it? The dark red light surrounding his body surged, exuding a scorching aura.

"Dark Flame Demon, suffer death!"

Ka Zhen's tall muscles tore the tight clothes apart, and he roared hysterically.

The strong figure did not affect its speed at all, and the scattered rocks under its feet were kicked up and flew around, turning into attacks with a roaring sound.

"drink!"

As soon as Yang Qing stood firm, his speed increased to the extreme, and his eyes fiercely attacked the dark flame demon.

For him, since the shock does not mean any harm to him, then he will do what he promised!

The two of them are less than ten feet away from the Dark Flame Demon!

But ten feet is enough for too many things to happen. At such a distance, the two of them cannot attack the Dark Flame Demon, and the Dark Flame Demon has many methods. It is too difficult to avoid it in time!

"roar!"

The roar of the Dark Balrog made the long hair covering his face move, the two swords overlapped, the dark red demonic energy stirred, and the cross slash loomed.

The dark red cross burned with a pop!

The flaming cross grew bigger and bigger, trying to shake the card and cover Yang Qing's dodge paths left and right.

If this continues, the Cross Slash will cut the two of them into several pieces before they can rush in front of the demon cultivator. Even if they try to hide at this time, their arms and legs will still be broken!

The gray-haired old man and the young man who had spoken passionately were waiting for the result in a daze, moving backwards, trying to escape.

"Whoa, whoa!"

Ka Zhen and Yang Qing's speed did not slow down, let alone dodge. They seemed to be competing for time with the Dark Flame Demon to decide life and death!

"Chichi!"

The dark red flames of Lao Gao's Cross Slash had covered all the dodge range of the two of them.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the magic weapon breaking through the air!

A disc magic weapon circled behind the dark flame demon. After a slight pause, it stabbed the demon cultivator's neck at high speed.

"roar!"

The roar of the Dark Flame Demon changed, and he seemed very unwilling to do so. With a stroke of his crossed swords, he fired out the spell that could not be closed in time. The two swords spun around and slashed at the disc magic weapon behind him!

"Chichi!"

The spell has not been closed, the last step has not been completed, and it cannot be solidified. The Cross Slash has only traveled a foot away and has dissipated less than half.

"Click!"

The two swords flashing with dark red light struck Yuanpan's magic weapon!

Like a strong man who exerts all his strength to kick a piece of steamed bun, he can kick it as far as he wants!

The disc magic weapon was about to break into pieces, and it finally stopped after it hit the rock wall!

"Chichi!"

The cross slash burning with dark red flames is still galloping even though it dissipates!

‘Death!’, ‘Huh!’

After the shock, Yang Qing didn't dodge at all, a shield appeared in each hand!

The cross slash and the two shields collided brazenly!

"Bang!"

The two figures paused for a moment, then surged again!

Deep scars appeared on both shields, and the dark red flames attached to the scars spread to the entire shield with a pop!

The next moment, it will spread to the entire body!

"Clang!"

No one cares about the damage to the shield that was thrown aside!

At this time, the distance between the two of them and the Dark Flame Demon was only two feet. As long as they got closer and it became a pincer attack, the Dark Flame Demon would have no advantage at all.

"roar!"

The dark flame demon's long-haired head suddenly thrust forward, and with a roar, a ghost head the size of a millstone, made up of dark red hot demonic energy, rushed to bite Ka Zhen, Yang Qing and the two!

The ghost head condensed with true energy is not as condensed as the sword light.

But it will not be broken by arrows like the sword light.

If the arrow hits, the most terrifying ghost head will surge!

Moreover, at this time, there is absolutely no time to take the bow, take the arrows, set the arrows, fire the bow, and release the arrows!

"Chichi!"

The ghost head opened its mouth in anger. Although it did not let the two of them die on the spot, it could make them lose the power to resist.

If there were shields, they would be able to withstand it, but the two shields were still being burned by dark red flames on the ground!

"ah!"

Ka Zhen shouted, panic appeared on his furious face, and he began to regret returning here to seek revenge. He couldn't help but think that his lover definitely didn't want him to die miserably here.

At this moment, the young man whose round magic weapon was smashed was pale, and he was holding his head in pain with both hands, unable to stand steadily, and the two Zifu realm monks had already moved back. As long as the ghost head hits Ka Zhen

The two of them can escape immediately and stay away from the Dark Flame Demon!

"Sweep across thousands of armies!"

Yang Qing's eyes were fixed on the dark red ghost's head, and he raised the long stick in a "sweeping thousands of armies" force!

The air is like river water, and the stick is like a paddle!

The clearing was torn apart, and a strong wind suddenly rose up, following closely behind the stick.

The long stick passed in front of the ghost head, but the strong wind behind it abandoned the long stick and rolled up and hit the ghost head!

"boom!"

How can the strong wind compare with the ghost head? It only trembles a few times.

Before Guitou's trembling stopped, the long stick slashed down diagonally!

The wind rises again!

The ghost's head trembled more violently, and its hollow mouth swayed.

At this time, the ghost head had already invaded within ten feet of the two of them!

The long stick changed from slashing to sweeping out.

The strong wind was stronger than the previous two times put together in one place!

"Woo..."

Under the impact of the first two strong winds, the ghost head was already trembling, and the stick body even swept over the ghost head.

The trembling prevented the ghost head from closing, and the strong wind behind it took advantage of this gap to hit it.

"boom!"

The ghost head turned into a dark red air current and spread out in all directions, like the straw in the grass ashes being burned, and the grass ashes were all over the sky.

"call……"

The two of them rushed past in the dark red, without any hindrance. Only the skin seemed to be splashed with boiling water, and a trace of demonic energy refined from the dark energy penetrated into the body.

In this situation, Yang Qing's brows did not even frown.

The distance between the two sides was close to ten feet, and the extremely fast attacks were entangled. It was too late for the Dark Balrog to cast any spells!

"Die!"

The regret in his heart dissipated in an instant, Ka Zhen became even more ferocious than before, almost fighting the Dark Flame Demon at the same time as Yang Qing!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The two swords in the hands of the Dark Flame Demon were able to withstand the attacks of the simple sword and long stick.

Even though his strength was as strong as that of the monks in the middle stage of Dingling, he was so close to the two early-stage Dingling monks that he had no power to fight back!

"drink!"

Yang Qing performed the 72-style routine of "Nujiang Stick Technique" faster and faster, and the single sword in the Shadow Demon's hand became more and more difficult to resist!

He knew that this attack alone could not kill the Dark Flame Demon. Now he had to completely suppress it first, and only by exploding more power could he do it. What he had to do was to relieve the pressure of Kazhen and prepare for it.

Prepare for a tyrannical attack!

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Yang Qing shouted in his heart, and the long stick in his hand brought out the phantom. It didn't need to be powerful, it just needed to be fast, so that the demon cultivator had no time to worry about the other hand.

"Click!"

Only Yang Qing could hear this voice. This was the voice sent to him by Chang Stick Wu Lie. Chang Stick Wu Lie could no longer bear it and was about to break!

"quick!"

He yelled in his heart, countless black shadows appeared around Yang Qing, and outsiders couldn't tell what moves he was using.

"Woo!"

The whistling sound caused by the long stick could not be heard in one piece.

"roar!"

The Dark Flame Demon roared in anger and ferocity. The long sword in his right hand could no longer resist, and if he didn't use his left hand to help, the stick would fall on him in a moment.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Two long swords with great radiance came quickly, aiming at the demon cultivator!

The two monks who were waiting for an opportunity to escape finally took action!

"Ding, ding!"

The Dark Flame Demon knocked away the two long swords with a casual swing of his left sword, and then turned to attack Yang Qing.

"drink!"

Yang Qing fought and retreated, allowing the Dark Flame Demon to distance himself from Ka Zhen. He was still able to hold on for a while after the pressure surged, which was enough. He had already seen Ka Zhen stop attacking in an instant, with a fierce look on his face, and turned the knife over.

, hold it with both hands behind your back, in a sword-drawing position.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The two long swords struck again, trying to interfere with the Dark Flame Demon!

Just when the two long swords were knocked away again, Ka, who was roaring like a madman, shook!

"ah!"

The hunched body suddenly popped up, and the distance between it and the dark flame demon was only half a foot.

The Dark Flame Demon was fighting with Yang Qing. He was about to draw his sword to intercept, but he heard...

"puff!"

After a soft sound, Ka Zhen lunged and raised his sword diagonally, switching from one side of the Dark Balrog to the other!

"Ding ding ding!"

The Dark Flame Demon bared his white teeth and was still waving the two swords in his hands.

It's just that the swing is getting slower and slower. Looking at his body, the upper and lower body have been misaligned, and the wounds are as neat as a mirror!

"roar!"

The Dark Flame Demon roared fiercely, unable to believe that in less than three breaths, it would become like this and that it would be unable to block this attack.

He felt fear!

"Peng!"

His body was separated from his chest and abdomen, and he fell to the ground.

"roar!"

The roar was weak and full of malice, and the dark red light seemed to dissipate, revealing the pale and dark skin!

"Goo!"

From the fracture in the abdomen, the internal organs gushed out!

"Chi, chi!"

The Dark Flame Demon ignored his twitching lower body, roared silently, held his upper body with his withered palms and crawled towards Yang Qing.

"snort!"

Such a scene made my heart tremble with shock, and I couldn't help but feel fear. I quickly stepped back, distanced myself from the Shadow Demon, and stood still, breathing heavily!

"Chi, chi!"

The fracture in the upper body rubbed against the rocks and gravel on the ground, leaving thick traces of blood wherever it passed!

The warm and fishy smell of blood spreads everywhere!

"vomit!"

The young man whose disc magic weapon was smashed had just gotten better. Seeing such a scene, he squatted on the ground and started vomiting!

"Haha, let's see if you're not dead yet!"

The other two monks in the Purple Mansion Realm retracted their swords. When they saw the slowly crawling Dark Flame Demon, their faces turned pale with fright and their legs trembled. When they saw it again, they saw that it was crawling too slowly, so they couldn't help shouting with joy.

"Killing you like this will give you an advantage!"

Ka Zhen's expression relaxed, and then complex emotions such as viciousness, ferocity, and resentment surged up. He stepped forward, grabbed the dark flame demon's messy hair, lifted it up, and then threw it hard on the ground.

On the ground.

"Crack!"

The Dark Balrog was crushed to pieces and died completely.

Yang Qing closed his eyes slightly and did not look at this scene at all. He was not curious about whether his appearance was handsome or ugly. At this time, he was just wary of Ka Zhen.

"The things in Dark Flame Demon's Purple Mansion are your reward, each of you can take it!"

Ka Zhen said in a deep voice without raising his head, and then walked towards the woman's body that fell not far away.

Without waiting for others to speak, Yang Qing said coldly, "Blood Transformation Talisman!"

"This cultivator said that the items in his Zi Mansion are your rewards. There are no blood-transforming talismans!"

Ka Zhen stopped walking, turned his neck, stared at Yang Qing with bloodshot eyes, and said in a hoarse low voice, extremely impatiently.