"You are so brave!"

The demon saints remained unchanged and their tones were strange, and they were still looking at Zhang Yifeng with a gaze that looked like a turtle in a jar.

The powerful vitality of the demon clan cannot be affected by the power of a great way of nothingness? In the eyes of the demon saints, that sword cannot hurt the tiger-headed demon saint at all.

The demonic power rolled, like thick ink, tore the power of nothingness and blood lines connected the head and body of the tiger-headed demon saint, connecting the two.

"I changed my mind! I've been robbing your luck. I'm going to take you down and eat you up little by little!"

The tiger-headed demon saint smiled grimly. The next moment, the fishing wind blew on the face. Even without using any tricks, the tiger-headed demon saint's punch seemed to penetrate the space and appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng in an instant.

"Don't beat this young man to death with one punch. I see how beautiful he is, so it's better to take it back and make me feel comfortable."

A green snake demon saint with green scales all over his body and a slender neck pressed against a beautiful head, giggled, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with spring, but the snake letters that spit out from under his red lips from time to time made people feel scared.

This punch was extremely fierce, like a hungry tiger pounced on food. Zhang Yifeng stood there, motionless, like a goat shocked by a tiger's roar in the mountain stream, unable to move.

But the scene suddenly became strange. Not only did Zhang Yifeng not move, but the tiger-headed demon saint stood there.

"What did you do?"

On the tiger-headed demon saint's head, the fierce light of his eyes faded away, and instead suffered endless pain.

A voice that was extremely weak came, and Zhang Yifeng immediately smiled and said, "I lied to you, how could you let you die so easily?"

Flashes of chewing sounds came from the body of the tiger-headed demon saint. The sword not only incorporated the power of nothingness, but also hidden a thread of hungry ghost power, which was unknown to everyone.

At this moment, the power of the hungry ghost was raging in the body of the tiger-headed demon saint. The hungry ghost, like a locust, ate its flesh and blood in its body, ate all its internal organs, and even the soul was tortured by the greedy hungry ghost, and rushed into the mouth that seemed to never fill.

"Then let's die together!!"

Knowing that he had been obsessed with Zhang Yifeng's way, the dignified demon saint did not hold up a sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand. The tiger-headed demon saint made a quick decision and wanted to detonate the demon pill that had been practicing in his body for tens of thousands of years.

The Sixteen Saints of Keji slowly raised up and pierced into the chest of the tiger-headed demon saint. The fine cracks wrapped around the various forces attached to the sword, spreading to the body of the tiger-headed demon saint with a dark blood line.

In an instant, the demon pill that stimulated the demon power subsided. Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and wiped it. The power of the Taiwu Ring was circulating. All the demon power belonging to the tiger-headed demon saint was integrated into the Taiwu Ring and turned it into his own use.

The body of the tiger-headed demon saint seemed to have been deprived of color and turned gray and fell heavily to the ground with the sword edge pulling away.

A slightly ferocious mouth appeared on the body of the Sixteen Saint Sword. Below the gray lips were fine and sharp fangs, licking and chewing the flesh and blood brought out of the sword.

Now, after devouring the power of hungry ghosts and the power of Shura, and many powerful superpowers, this sword has become extremely strange. As Zhang Yifeng's Taoist soldier, the Sixteen Saints of Silence seem too evil.

After a meeting, the tiger-headed demon saint died and the demon saints in front of him immediately looked solemn.

They didn't even have time to take action or help the tiger-headed demon saint at all.

Zhang Yifeng shook the sword edge: "Let's go together to save trouble."

"This kid has some tricks, and he is not weak!"

"No matter how weak it is, can we be stronger than a dozen of us combined? Kill!"

"This son of the human race is due to my demon race, and it is a great disaster, killing me!"

The figures of the demon saints were flashing, and dazzling lights surging, scattering around.

For the powerful people in the holy realm, fighting here is too cramped, but it is precisely because of this purple gold demon refining tower that you are sure to kill Zhang Yifeng.

The body of the green snake demon saint who was thinking about Zhang Yifeng's body was lying on the ground, and his body immediately turned into the thickness of a python, but his hands and feet had not yet dissipated, and they were swaying on both sides of the snake like a lizard. The snake's body swung, and his hands and feet were also scratching on the ground, rushing towards Zhang Yifeng.

The one on the right is considered a demon saint transformed by a centipede. The thousand-footed weapon made a clack and turned into its original form. Although it was restrained, it was dozens of feet tall. It climbed in the air. Each footed weapon was as sharp as a spear. It jumped down from the air, opened and closed the ferocious mouthpiece, and spit out a faint green poisonous fog.

The demon saint who was like a cow head and a horse face waved his harshness, with a very strange force that could break the mountains and seas. The demon saint who turned into a spider on the left spit out golden silk threads, and immediately turned into a spider web and smashed it down, blocking the entire space where Zhang Yifeng was.

In just one moment, the five demon saints besieged Zhang Yifeng with their killer moves, and the remaining demon saints were too narrow to take action because the purple gold demon refining tower was too narrow.

But the scene in front of us, which seemed like a natural disaster made these demon saints feel confident of victory.

"With this supreme great fortune, my demon clan will surely be prosperous! I am afraid that I can get out of another divine realm!"

The Green Snake Demon Saint was ecstatic, and the snake's tail suddenly whipped Zhang Yifeng's arm. Wherever he passed, the void exploded inch. The cracked void showed the power of this tail, not to mention the killing moves of the other four demon saints.

Zhang Yifeng remained motionless and then snorted coldly: "You should restrain yourself with such means!"

After the words came, Zhenwu Demon's armor was hung, the breastplate was Xuanwu, the arm and armour were entangled, the snake's tail was entangled, and the waist was turned, layered layers of divine patterns scattered from the armor, and a formation suddenly rose up.

"Buzz!!"

The azure golden light turned into a moon arc, like a veil falling down, isolating the attacks of the demon saints.

The buzzing sound exploded in my ears, and the blue and golden light trembled for several times, but it became stable.

"Demon-sweeping armor!"

The Green Snake Demon Saint screamed, his eyes suddenly felt a stinging pain, and the next moment, two lines of blood and tears came.

The demon saints on the side saw that the demon-swinging armor was like this. Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly, but he never thought that the demon-swinging armor would have such an effect.

Since this is the case, you will take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

The Zhutian Sword Formation, the Three Suns and Moon Flying Sword, and the Zhenwu Xuan Armor Formation all came out, the sword shadow flew, and the Nine Heavens True Thunder roared. Since that day, after seeing the Zhenwu Emperor using the Nine Heavens True Thunder, Zhang Yifeng's method of using the Zhenwu Xuan Armor for further development.

With the devil-sweeping armor, the battle situation suddenly reversed and gained the upper hand from the disadvantage, but in a blink of an eye.

The nine heavenly true thunders rage in this purple gold demon-refining tower. The Zhutian Sword Formation dragged the residual power of Zhulong into the demon god's imaginary image. The Three-Sun Moon Flying Sword can now also activate two sun and moon shadows, and its power has increased several times.

Not an immortal saint, but better than an immortal saint, and Zhang Yifeng's methods are even more powerful. These imperial magic weapons have already revealed their talents.

"retreat!"
Chapter completed!