As soon as this scene happened, the demon soldiers who were fighting for their lives stopped one after another.
Looking at this scene, they looked at each other.
There's something wrong with this part!
How come they were covered?
Marshal Moto looked down at these people with cold eyes.
There seemed to be no emotion in his eyes:
"Kill them all"
The cold words echoed in this quiet world.
The expressions of the demon soldiers below who were originally fighting for the Emperor's blood became extremely ugly.
"Why should we listen to this kind of marshal and give it a try?"
Some demon soldiers roared, they did not want to sit and wait for death, this was not their style.
"kill!"
They roared, like trapped beasts giving their last roar.
"You're overestimating yourself!"
Marshal Moto curled his lips slightly when he saw this.
He stretched out his hand, slowly lowered it, and passed the final judgment on these people.
Everyone will die!
Hundreds of millions of demon soldiers began to brutally massacre the people here.
General Moto looked at the demon soldiers who kept dying with no expression on his face.
"Just the lowest demon clan."
Marshal Moto stretched out his hand, picked up the jade bottle from a dead demon soldier, and looked at the empty jade bottle.
"Bang"
Marshal Moto crushed the jade bottle:
"Damn it! Hundreds of jade bottles!"
His eyes were fixed on the battlefield. Although the hundreds of millions of demon soldiers obeyed his orders, there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be some soldiers hiding among them.
The attraction of the emperor's blood is too strong, and he cannot ignore the greed of human nature.
"Marshal Moto, you actually coveted the Emperor's blood and massacred the demon soldiers. You are not worthy of being the marshal of the demon camp!"
A loud shout came from afar, and in the blink of an eye, General Hamo led a mighty army of demons and attacked Marshal Moto.
"Hamo, you betrayed me?"
Marshal Moto saw this and knew what condition General Hamo was in.
This bastard, with such huge benefits in front of him, this bastard actually betrayed himself.
"Marshal Moto, you are thinking about offering sacrifices to the Emperor's blood, and even his soul. I can't just turn a blind eye to you."
General Hamo gripped the sword tightly in his hand and looked at Marshal Moto with burning eyes.
"Okay, okay, very good!"
"Since you want to die, I will naturally satisfy you."
When Marshal Moto swept across General Hamo's army, these people might seem like a lot, but compared to the demon soldiers in the entire demon camp, they were just so-so.
Marshal Moto instantly contacted his confidants and looked at the stopped battle with cold eyes.
"Go ahead, execute them all!"
The hundreds of millions of soldiers reacted and then waved their butcher knives again.
General Hamo swung the sword in his hand, and the next moment, the soldiers behind him began to charge towards where Marshal Moto was.
Marshal Moto sneered and distanced himself from the enemy. Then, a steady stream of demon soldiers rushed towards the army brought by General Hamo.
"I am obeying the orders of the Supreme Demon Emperor, the Slayer of Heaven. Marshal Moto is plotting treason and intending to kill the Demon Emperor, the Sacrifice of Heaven. He must be killed without mercy! Soldiers who are willing to join me in suppressing this rebellion, please follow me!"
General Hamo's voice spread throughout the entire demon camp, and the demon camp was in an uproar for a while.
An order from Lord Sky-Slaying Demon Emperor?!
Then following General Hamo is the side of justice. In the end, you will not be held accountable and may even receive a generous reward.
Marshal Moto's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Hamo to bring up the title of the Sky-Slaying Demon Emperor right from the start.
This is a bit difficult.
"It seems that after we get the Emperor's Blood, we won't be able to stay in the Demon Camp anymore."
Marshal Moto sighed softly and spoke helplessly.
Countless armies were attacking General Hamo's army, and countless demon soldiers were helping General Hamo's army.
The entire demon camp... was in complete chaos.
The sounds of fighting and the dazzling light of magic illuminated the originally dark sky.
Marshal Moto flew towards General Hamo, with endless murderous intent flashing in his eyes. Those who can't see the situation clearly, let them die!
General Hamo's face changed drastically. Damn it, he definitely couldn't beat Marshal Moto!
Otherwise, how could Marshal Moto become the only ruler in the demon camp.
"Go to hell"
Marshal Moto lightly threw a punch at General Hamo. This punch tore through the space and carried with it endless power, as if it was going to tear General Hamo to pieces.
"Too, too strong!"
General Hamo's pupils dilated, and there was endless shock in his eyes. Although they were both suppressed to the level of transcending nine tribulations, Marshal Moto was simply too strong. The two seemed to be from two different worlds.
Just when the terrifying punch was about to reach General Hamo, a man with a cigarette in his mouth appeared in front of General Hamo, stretched out his hand, and casually took the terrifying punch.
"Sir... sir?"
General Hamo looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. It was Ye Feng.
He didn't expect that Ye Feng was actually so strong.
"You can go take care of other things, and leave this motorcycle to me."
Ye Feng waved his hand, took out the cigarette from his mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke.
Marshal Moto looked at Ye Feng with a cautious look on his face:
"Did the Sky-Slaying Demon Emperor send you?"
He had been paying attention to Ye Feng before, who was also the biggest destabilizing factor in the demon camp.
"Is it important? Actually, I don't want to fight with you. How about we sit down calmly and have a cup of tea together?"
Ye Feng had a faint smile on his face, and his tone sounded as if he was inviting a good friend.
Marshal Moto looked at Ye Feng, feeling increasingly uneasy.
"I don't have that much time to chat with you. Right now, I only have the Emperor's Blood in my eyes!"
Marshal Moto stopped acting at this time. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Feng, ready to fight at any time.
Ye Feng sighed helplessly, and a long sword appeared in his right hand:
"Looks like we can only play one match."
Marshal Moto looked at Ye Feng, curled his lips in disdain, and then swung his palm.
"it's useless"
Ye Feng split the palm with a sword, and his body appeared next to Marshal Moto, only three meters away.
Marshal Moto had a strange smile on his face. Get close?
He is a physical cultivator!
The only thing that is suppressed here is his cultivation. His physical body is extremely terrifying. Although it has no support from his cultivation, it is still not something that can be broken by attacks from ordinary earthly immortals or even celestial immortals.
Ye Feng put away the Jinghong Sword and swung his fist hard at Marshal Moto.
“Just what I wanted”
Marshal Moto laughed loudly and threw a heavy punch. The two fists collided with each other with terrifying power.
The aftermath of the bombardment alone blew away the demon soldiers who were relatively close.
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