World Wide Martial Art

The powerful healing ability allowed the demon body to heal quickly, and the broken internal organs were being repaired, but Kakumasa did not feel the slightest sense of joy, but instead felt extremely scared. Situ

Staring at the sky in front of him, the dazzling magic light dissipated, and Ye Feng walked over calmly. Every time he took a step closer, Jiao Zheng felt a little heavier in his heart.

"Jiaoyun, this lowly human race is very powerful. You and I, brother and sister, join forces!"

"What?"

Jiao Yun's expression changed slightly, and the other demon princes also looked surprised.

Kakumasa's character is inherited from the Horned Demon King. He is domineering, majestic, and very proud at the same time.

Kakumasa has always faced any enemy alone, and he will not let others help him. This is a shame in his opinion.

As the descendants of the Demon Prince, they all have their own pride, and they understand the psychology of Jiao Zheng.

Moreover, Kakuzheng's strength is indeed strong. There are almost no people under the Demon King realm who can hurt him, so they all feel free to let Kakuzheng and Ye Feng fight in a one-on-one battle.

But now, Jiao Zheng actually took the initiative to ask Jiao Yun for help. This almost impossible thing happened, and it also made the demon princes and heirs awe-inspiring.

After keen observation, they have discovered the clues about Jiao Zheng. Jiao Zheng is injured! The physical body was injured, and although the demons had extraordinary healing powers and the injuries were healing quickly, it could still be seen.

Even the elder brother's physical body can't withstand this human race's offensive? No wonder the eldest brother asked the second sister for help. This human race is probably the legendary Nine-Star Saint!

The demon princes' heirs were shocked and excited at the same time. Each of them was the pinnacle existence below the demon king, and they had always been eager to fight against enemies at the demon king level.

But now, the mortal enemy has appeared. They are fighting to the death, and they will definitely be able to learn a lot, and maybe they can use this to break through to the realm of the Demon King.

"good!"

Jiao Yun did not hesitate, she immediately came to Jiao Zheng, while the other demon princes were ready to make a move.

Although Ye Feng is suspected of being a nine-star saint, they don't think Ye Feng can pose much of a threat to them. Instead, they regard Ye Feng as a test, a stepping stone, and they will use Ye Feng to reach a higher level.

"kill!"

With Jiao Yun's help, Jiao Zheng looked at Ye Feng again. His shattered protective magic light reappeared, and with the light blooming, he punched Ye Feng again.

This time, unlike the previous battle with Ye Feng alone, Jiao Yun also joined the battle. The witch with black hair that was several meters long had a cold look in her eyes, and all her black hair flew up behind her.

Every strand of hair was like a magical weapon, flashing with sharp cold light, following Jiao Zheng around, attacking Ye Feng from all directions.

This is exactly Jiao Yun's method. As the second daughter of the Demon King, she is not too young and has extremely rich combat experience. At the same time, she has practiced magic skills that are no less than the Demon's Glory Dharma.

The Demonic Hair Breaking Heaven Technique, this is the skill that Jiao Yun practiced. After practicing it to such a high level, every strand of hair becomes indestructible and can penetrate all things. Jiao Yun is also known as the black-haired witch.

Facing the joint efforts of Jiao Zheng and Jiao Yun, Ye Feng remained indifferent, and he calmly struck out with a palm.

"boom!"

This palm, the terrifying power destroyed everything, the entire void was distorted, and the space was compressed into a huge palm image.

Both Jiao Zheng and Jiao Yun's pupils shrank, and they saw the huge palm pressing down. Jiao Zheng's fist exploded instantly, the magic light on his body was shattered again, and the long black hair following him also broke apart.

"boom!"

Under the crushing force of the terrifying giant palm, Kakuzheng flew backwards again. This time, his injuries were more serious than before. All the bones in his arms, chest, arms, and body were shattered, and pale bone stubbles pierced the flesh and came out.

Jiao Zheng's head was covered in cold sweat from the pain, but the horror in his heart far outweighed the physical pain. Ye Feng's power once again exceeded his imagination.

Even the Horned Demon King, a veteran demon king who has been immersed in the realm of demon kings for many years, may not be able to burst out with such terrifying power, but Ye Feng did it.

Compared to Jiao Zheng, Jiao Yun was not seriously injured, only some of her black hair was broken, but she was no less shocked than Jiao Zheng.

"Is this the so-called Demon Prince's heir?"

Ye Feng's face was calm, and he still walked forward unhurriedly, approaching step by step, but the pressure made both Jiao Zheng and Jiao Yun feel suffocated.

"Slavery, massacre, and using humans as food rations. The crimes you have committed over the endless years are completely incompatible with your strength."

Ye Feng's tone was calm, as if he was recounting a past event, "Now that I'm here, it's time for you to repay me."

"Shameless talk!"

Horned Nightmare was furious at this moment. He held a red spear and pointed it directly at Ye Feng.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to speak arrogant words. Our demon clan has been ruling the world since ancient times. How can you say such nonsense!"

"You still want to settle a settlement with our demon clan, just because of you? Not to mention the demons, even we can kill you here, and my father doesn't even need to take action!"

"Is it?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. The red spear in Horned Nightmare's hand was full of human blood. At this moment, he could hear the wails of countless resentful human souls, and curses came from the spear.

It can be imagined how many human beings the Horned Nightmare killed. Ye Feng had no sympathy for such demons.

"Brother, second sister, let's work together to kill him!"

As the 22nd son of the Demon King, Horned Nightmare has extraordinary talents, and his strength is not inferior to that of Horned Lord.

Moreover, Horned Demon is best at marksmanship, and the red spear in his hand makes him superb. In terms of marksmanship, even the Horned Demon King is not as good as Horned Demon.

"good!"

Kakumasa stood up again, his physical body had been mostly healed, and the fire of war was burning in his eyes.

As the eldest son of the Horned Demon King, Kakumasa has had a smooth life since birth and can be easily crushed by any enemy, cultivating the belief that he is invincible.

Now, he was crushed by Ye Feng one after another, but instead of being discouraged, he became more and more eager to fight, wanting to defeat Ye Feng and trample this damn human race under his feet.

This is also the character inherited from the Horned Demon King. The Horned Demon King has never been a supremely talented being.

Thinking of it, the Horned Demon King's young strength is not conspicuous. He has experienced countless battles and knows that he has been defeated repeatedly, but he has been defeated repeatedly.

In the endless battles, the Horned Demon King forged invincible belief and unyielding fighting spirit, and finally achieved the position of Demon King.

Now, Jiao Zheng wants to learn from his father, face Ye Feng without fear, fight to the death, and must defeat Ye Feng.

"kill!"

At this moment, the three of Jiao Zheng roared at the same time. Jiao Zheng and Jiao Yun rushed towards Ye Feng. Jiao Yun still released black hair from behind to assist the two in attacking.

"Why don't all five of us come together?"

Ye Feng's face was calm, but there was a hint of disdain in his words.

Hearing this, Jiao Yue and Jiao Luan were furious. This human race was so arrogant and did not take these powerful demon princes into their eyes at all. Damn it!