World Wide Martial Art

"Success!"

The Ten Thousand Demons Entrapment God Array was successfully deployed so easily without any hindrance, making everyone in Jiao Miao smile excitedly. Situ

But they didn't know that Ye Feng was sitting in the holy tower at this moment, watching their every move with indifferent eyes.

"These guys think their plan is successful, so they should take action."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, looked away, and looked at the other end.

There, Zhao Zhenyang and the other five people stared in the direction of the Holy Tower with livid faces. Not far away from them were the guards of the Holy Court gathered together.

These Holy Court guards have torn off their disguised masks at this moment, revealing their ferocious true faces. They are really famous warriors of the horned demon clan.

Zhao Zhenyang and the other five paid no attention to the horned demon soldiers, but instead stared at the holy tower nervously.

Not long ago, they followed Ye Feng's instructions and left the Holy Tower, and then a terrifying and desperate force enveloped the Holy Tower.

They saw a trace of worry rising in their hearts when they saw the Ten Thousand Demons Entrapment God Formation locking up the Holy Tower and suppressing Ye Feng within it.

Ye Feng is indeed powerful, even more powerful than they imagined, but this Ten Thousand Demons Trapped God Formation is not simple.

How could it be easy to get along with the formation built by tens of thousands of strong demon kings and the treasure that the Horned Demon Clan has inherited for countless years?

The True God is trapped in this formation. Is there any danger?

Although they were worried, they could no longer think too much. The horned demon soldiers who revealed their true appearance were already coming towards them.

At the same time, Jiao Miao also led five hundred eight-pointed peaks, blooming with monstrous demonic power.

After the formation is successfully deployed, the mission of the five hundred eight-pointed peakers is completed. Next, they only need to kill.

The five people from Zhao Zhenyang in front of them looked thin-skinned and white-bodied, and they were young. They were good targets for slaughter!

"Kill them!"

Jiao Miao's eyes were burning. He was looking forward to the scene of breaking through the Holy Court and destroying it as soon as possible.

Following his order, 500 octagonal peaks roared and rushed towards Zhao Zhenyang and the five others.

In their opinion, it would not be an exaggeration to say that these five young humans should be frightened to death the moment they saw them.

But now, these five people showed no reaction at all, and their expressions were so indifferent that they doubted themselves.

"Aren't we scary enough?"

"Humph, these five guys were so scared! How pitiful!"

"Do you feel that their disgusting expressions are somewhat similar to that of Ye Feng?"

The top Bajiao people were talking a lot. They felt inexplicably that the indifferent expressions of Zhao Zhenyang and the five people seemed to be in the same vein as Ye Feng. They were so annoying that they wanted to tear off their faces and chop them into pieces.

"Death in our hands is your reward!"

The top Bajiao people kept yelling and cursing. Before they even got close to Zhao Zhenyang and the other five, magical powers swept down them.

"Hmph, you damn devil bastard!"

Zhao Zhenyang shouted angrily, and a long knife appeared in his hand. This was the weapon given to him by Ye Feng.

"Roar!"

As Zhao Zhenyang clenched the long knife and slashed with all his strength, a majestic dragon roar came from his body.

Immediately afterwards, the brilliant sword light bloomed, annihilating all the magical powers exerted by the five hundred peak Octagonists.

Even the sword light still had enough power to kill dozens of Octagon Peaks before it completely dissipated.

This scene made everyone here dumbfounded. They never imagined that this young-looking boy with thin skin and fair flesh could actually possess such powerful power.

Although he was only at the peak of the Eight Stars, the power he unleashed was comparable to that of a demon king. This was a cultivator with the strength of a saint.

"Be careful! Surround and kill this guy!"

Although Zhao Zhenyang's strength is extraordinary, comparable to that of a saint, the combined strength of five hundred eight-pointed peaks cannot be underestimated.

They have the confidence to fight Zhao Zhenyang, and even fight Zhao Zhenyang to death.

But the next moment, Yu Lingzi took action.

He was like a ghostly phantom, without hesitation or fear, he ran straight into the midst of the five hundred eight-pointed peaks.

This made one of the horned demons, Yu Lingzi, come to die. They were all ready to harvest the heads, with ferocious smiles on their faces.

But the next moment, Yu Lingzi's fists and kicks came down like cannonballs, and magical powers were exploded by the bombardment, blooming in the sky like fireworks.

And Yu Lingzi's figure has already rushed into the Horned Demon Clan. Wherever he passed, his fists and feet were like thunder and lightning, and his killing power was overwhelming.

A statue of the octagonal peak fell on the spot, his body exploded, and turned into a scarlet and dazzling mist.

This scene stimulated all the demons present. They looked at Yu Lingzi in horror, knowing in their hearts that this was another existence comparable to a saint.

"what happened?

What happened to the Human Race Holy Court? Why did two such powerful guys appear in such a short period of time! "

"Something's wrong. Where did they come from? How come I've never heard of them?"

"Retreat, retreat! The Lord Demon King is leading the army of the Horned Demon King's Court. As long as we hold on, the Human Race Holy Court will be destroyed!"

All the eight peaks became panicked, and they did not dare to fight again.

They can handle one being who is comparable to a saint, but if there are two, they are no match.

At this moment, Shen Rou'er moved, and her calm eyes became fierce. She had no good impression of these demons at all, but instead became filled with murderous intent.

As Shen Rou'er blew out a breath, a violent storm formed and swept towards the Horned Demon Clan.

Wherever the storm passed, the bodies of the Horned Demons quickly shriveled up, their vitality was wiped out, and in the blink of an eye they turned into withered corpses, falling from the sky.

This is the killing power of Guiyuan Yiqidian. The power of life can also be turned into the power of death, harvesting all living things.

The appearance of a third being comparable to a saint completely frightened all the octagonal peaks, and they fled frantically.

The Horned Demon Clan soldiers who were originally disguised as guards of the Holy Court found in despair that a figure shuttled through the darkness, jumping between them.

They were slaughtered like harvesting straw, and scores of horned demon soldiers fell down.

But the initiator of all this, Ouyang Chuchu, had a calm face, without any emotional fluctuations, as if she was really harvesting straw instead of fresh life.

For the humans in the disordered world, the demons are extremely hateful. The lives of these guys are worse than straw. Killing the demons will not make them feel guilty.

On the other side, thousands of miles away from the Holy Court, a deafening roar sounded. It was the war drum of the Horned Demon King's Court.

An army of tens of millions of horned demons rushed towards them. The horned demon king stood at the forefront of the army, staring at the human race's holy court with a bone-chilling murderous intent in his eyes.

"Today, destroy the Human Holy Court and let the humble humans in the disorder world know that if you dare to offend the demons, you will end up in such a miserable way!"

The Horned Demon King roared angrily, raised his long sword with dazzling magic light, and slashed down at the mortal race below who were thriving under the protection of the Holy Court.