In mid-air.
Ye Feng and the Demon King fought fiercely, their battle proving to be evenly matched.
Despite the fact that the Demon King's cultivation level was nearly two major realms higher than Ye Feng's, giving him a clear advantage, the Mischievous Demon King was not the only one to gain the upper hand.
But Ye Feng's fearlessness, his indomitable spirit, and his never-say-die attitude really gave the Mischievous Demon King a headache.
Ye Feng was like an unkillable cockroach, getting knocked away time and time again, only to get back up again and again.
Covered in blood, he looked like a blood-soaked figure from afar, with a fierce battle burning deep in his eyes.
"That was awesome!"
"Again!"
"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"
"World-Destroying Demon Hammer!"
"Invincible Sword Formation!"
kill!
kill!
kill!
Ye Feng roared repeatedly, as if he had gone mad, unleashing one killing move after another.
It seems that there is an endless supply of spiritual energy within the body, like a killing machine that never tires.
The terrifying shockwave whipped up tornadoes around him.
Many demon experts around tried to take advantage of the chaos, but before they could even get close, they were torn to shreds by the terrifying shockwave.
This entangled the mischievous demon king, causing his scales to be constantly torn off.
The Demon King was enraged. Ye Feng had completely ignited his anger. He swung his fists, tearing through the layers of attacks, and charged towards Ye Feng.
"You insignificant, lowly ant, die!"
"I will now send you to the Western Paradise."
Ye Feng engaged in a fierce competition with him.
At the same time, another enormous demonic shadow appeared within the demonic teleportation array behind them.
The terrifying pressure emanating from him was in no way inferior to that of the Demon King.
Even the demonic teleportation array could barely withstand the pressure of this terrifying demonic figure, teetering on the brink of collapse, with cracks appearing in many places.
roar--
A terrifying roar rang out, and all the experts in the capital city heard it.
Many experts took to the air and looked towards the palace, all feeling deep worry.
"What a terrifying aura! This is the aura of an ancient demon expert."
"The capital is no longer safe. We'd better escape quickly."
"The entire Earth is about to be refined by the ancient demons, where can we escape to?"
"I saw Ye Tianshen's figure, and I hope he can create another miracle."
Inside the ancestral hall of the imperial palace.
With the appearance of that terrifying demonic shadow, Jiang Yinuo, Huang Fengyi, and the others were filled with despair.
One mischievous demon king and one demonic dragon were already enough for them to handle, but now a terrifying demonic shadow has appeared.
Even the Dragon Lord, who was fiercely battling the demonic dragon in the backyard of the ancestral hall, felt waves of despair.
Is Heaven truly decreeing the destruction of my Great Xia Dynasty?
Holy crap!
The old weasel's eyes darted around, its mind seemingly conflicted. It was considering whether to slip away in the chaos and save its life.
But after much hesitation, I decided to stay.
"Fine, we might as well fight to the death!"
"If you insist on forcing me to use my trump card, then get out of my way."
Then, the old weasel suddenly took a deep breath, and its whole body swelled up like a ball, round and plump like a hydrogen balloon.
The air around it was churning and twisting, as if it could not withstand its oppressive power.
Seeing that things were not going well, Fatty Situ took off running.
"Damn it, that weasel is going to fart again."
Xiahou Ba was engulfed in dark, malevolent flames. Even in his current berserk state, he dared not confront the old weasel head-on.
Because this guy's farts are just too smelly.
However, just as the old weasel was sticking out its big butt, about to release its stinky fart...
Suddenly, Ye Feng sensed a familiar aura.
If he wasn't mistaken, it must be that unreliable second master who had arrived.
Second Master has always been skilled at inscribing teleportation array patterns, but he is unreliable most of the time.
The phrase "You can rest assured that I'll handle things" has caused countless people to suffer.
Very few of them successfully reach their destination.
Sure enough, a ripple appeared in the space behind the old weasel's rear end.
First, a head popped out, with a lewd smile on its face. Who else could it be but the Second Master?
Second Master seemed unaware of the crisis he was facing. He stared wide-eyed, looking around, and immediately spotted Ye Feng, who was fiercely fighting with the Demon King. He shouted loudly.
“Xiao Feng, you have always questioned my master’s mastery of array patterns. This time, I came directly from Kunlun Mountain and succeeded on the first try.”
"Now, what do you have to say?"
The second master's tone was full of arrogance.
Ye Feng glanced at his second master with pity, then turned back to continue his fierce battle with the Mischievous Demon King.
Jiang Yinuo, Huang Fengyi, and the others all around him retreated instantly, as if guarding against a thief, and distanced themselves from him.
Situ Pangzi and Xiahou Ba were even more so, both of them avoiding him like the plague.
Second Master hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem and said nonchalantly.
"What, are you all jealous of me?"
"From now on, let's see who dares to question me..."
Not far away, Lan Yu couldn't help but offer a reminder.
"Second Master, watch out for what's in front of you..."
The second master waved his hand dismissively and said in a carefree manner.
"What's wrong with what I see? I can go wherever I want in this world. Who can stop me? When have I ever done anything that didn't let you have your way..."
Before I could even utter the word "don't worry," I suddenly felt the air pressure in front of me become erratic.
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