Suppress The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox At The Beginning

"Your Majesty, it's dangerous!"

Zhou Xian shouted, and the spear thrust out like a dragon.

"Om!"

A burst of energy burst out of the wolffang demon king's body.

Zhou Xian's spear was directly shaken off.

The Wolffang Demon King laughed wildly at the top of Long Zhen's head, "Die to me!"

The wolf fangs smashed heavily.

Long Zhen's complexion tightened, kicked a demon-barbarian warrior, and the golden sword moved, blocking out.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise.

Long Zhen's body sank, his face showing pain.

The powerful force shook his internal organs and his internal organs were tumbling, a mouthful of blood could not help but sprayed out, and his face turned pale.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty……"

Many soldiers shouted out worriedly.

The Wolffang Demon King grinned and sneered, "Not dead?"

"Then eat daddy again!"

Inner strength surged, the huge four-level aura was released from his body, the wolf-fanged giant rod moved, and the whole person jumped into the air again.

The body is slightly suspended.

Killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"cut!"

There was a wolf howl in the void.

The power gathered heavily on his wolf-fanged giant rod, locked Long Zhen, and smashed it heavily.

Zhou Xian moved.

The other nine generals also rushed towards Long Zhen.

but.

In the face of the Wolffang Demon King, their exhausted flesh couldn't do much.

Long Zhen is the same.

Four Realms Cultivation Base, now even half of his skills cannot be used.

Staring in the air, watching the mace hack at him, his heart calmed down, "Are you going to die? Laner's sorry."

"Xiao'er, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for your mother and son, I'm sorry."

Long Zhen thought of the past.

He ignored Long Xiao's accident, and only wanted to slaughter the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

For the past two years, he has been fighting in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range, and Long Xiao was scrapped and sent to the Sea of ​​Bitterness Temple. He never asked.

He wanted to avenge his wife's captivity too much.

Like a madman.

The wife can't protect, and the son can't take care of it.

He owed it incomparably.

Watching the giant stick slash down, Long Zhen's golden sword slipped from his hand, his eyes closed, and he waited for Death.

only……

A Daoist shadow flashed at the moment his eyes closed.

"Om!"

"Boom!"

The powerful bang exploded.

The ten generals were ejected from the energy and withdrew from the shock, and the soldiers of the Demon Breaker Army were directly overthrown to the ground.

Long Zhen is safe and sound.

Mid-air.

A man uses his body to block the wolf-fanged giant stick.

not moving at all.

The wolf-fanged stick couldn't move a bit on him.

Blocked the attack of the Wolffang Demon King.

Hard resistance to block!

There was silence around, and the needles could be heard.

Everyone looked up at the strange figure in mid-air.

Long Zhen also slightly opened his eyes and looked up, his mind stunned, and he murmured, "Xiao,,, Xiao'er? Am I dreaming?"

"I must be dreaming."

Long Xiao looked at his father and said respectfully, "Father, I am late."

Hearing the sound, Long was shocked.

This is not a dream.

After that, Long Zhen's eyes were filled with tears, and he blamed himself, "Xiao'er, is it really you?"

At the same time.

The blue veins on the forehead of the Wolffang Demon King burst out, and his heart burned with anger.

The move just now was actually blocked!

Moreover, he was still resisting, which made him extremely unhappy.

With a wave of the wolf-toothed giant stick, he stared at Long Xiao with a deep voice, "Boy, go to death!"

As soon as Long Xiao fell, he stood beside his father, watching his father's golden armor all over his body, his face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, his anger burned all at once.

Anger, hate.

The anger of Long Hao not supporting his father.

Hatred for everything Long Hao did.

The enchanting hatred of Wu Qianxue.

The hatred of Chen Wanchong for not being saved.

These hatreds are superimposed on each other, and the anger rises in my heart.

Long Xiao suppressed his anger and said to his father: "Father, leave it to me next."

immediately.

Long Xiao raised his eyes, staring at the Wolffang Demon King in mid-air, his eyes were stunned, and his killing intent burst out instantly and directly attacked the Wolffang Demon King.

"You hurt my father?"

Step out.

The figure disappeared.

In the next second, he appeared in front of the Wolffang Demon King.

Long Zhen yelled, "Xiao'er be careful, he is a strong one, don't fight him close."

The strongest of the monsters is their physique.

They are born warriors, flesh shields.

The best thing is close combat.

The eight great demon kings of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, every warrior with supernatural powers, whether it is attack power or defense, is extremely powerful.

The distance between Long Xiao and the Wolffang Demon King was no more than one meter, and he had entered the range of the Wolffang Demon King's strangulation.

The corner of Wolffang Demon King's mouth twitched slightly, "You are looking for death!"

Soon.

A move of both arms.

"Om!"

The muscles of his arms are as hard as rocks, and lines of strength burst out.

Gang Jin takes shape.

Pure power.

"Wolf King's supernatural power!"

"Condensation!"

The Wolffang Demon King shouted heavily, and the supernatural power surged on his body, gathering on his arms.

In an instant.

Spikes swept across.

"Xiao'er, be careful!"

"Prince, be careful!"

"Is this kid crazy?"

"Fight against the Demon King at close range? Looking for death."

"I don't know if the sky is high and the earth is thick, it will soon become a pool of fleshy mud."

...

Long Xiao didn't move, he didn't even look at the great spikes that swept across. Instead, he said word by word, with the anger erupting in his heart: "He who hurts my father, die!"

"boom!"

The wolf-fanged stick fell on his neck.

Long Xiao remained motionless.

The sharp wolf teeth didn't even pierce his skin, let alone hurt him.

Because of defense.

The defense of the Thorns Armor.

The Wolffang Demon King can't break his defense!

The eyes of the Wolf Fang Demon King shrank sharply.

Long Xiao moved his fist, "Eight-armed Ape King."

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The figure is huge, with eight arms.

"Fist!"

With one fist, eight arms move at the same time.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A punch hit the chest of the Wolffang Demon King, his body sank, and a fist mark burst into the wolf leather armor on his back.

With another punch, the power penetrated the back.

Punch again...

Eight-armed ape king, all eight fists move together, like a torrential rain and violent wind.

Long Xiao was venting the anger in his heart frantically.

The Wolffang Demon King was like a sandbag, unable to resist it at all. The blood spurted wildly, his chest was torn, and he could not fall while floating in the air, because he was about to fall and was beaten back by Long Xiao.

A few seconds down.

The wolffang demon king was dying.

The people around were all dumbfounded.

Wolffang Demon King is a four-level powerhouse, but... be abused like this?

No backhand strength?

The eyes of the Wolf Fang Demon King sank and turned blood red, and there was a loud noise from all over his body, the blood mist enveloped him, and the corners of his mouth showed a dark sneer.

He let Long Xiao's fist fall.

No pain at all.

"Blood sacrifice!"

Long Zhen's face changed drastically, and he immediately shouted, "Xiao'er, run."

The blood sacrifice, the unique secret technique of the monsters, is called the power of blood.

Once it is turned on, it loses its mind and enters the random killing mode.

Very cruel.

Wolffang Demon King, blood sacrifice!

The power skyrocketed wildly at this moment.

Long Xiao looked at the Wolffang Demon King in the blood sacrifice state without panic, and said to himself, "System, isn't this guy very special?"

"Daddy sign here first!"

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