The 10,000 steel cavalry under the attack of the dozens of Yuwen family's demon waiters, constantly collapsed, the body turned into countless pieces, and splashed.

The weapons in the hands of the steel cavalry were stabbed in the dozens of martial arts waiters of the Yuwen family, and they were blocked by the barriers formed by the power of the gods in the strong man of the Yuwen family.

Yang Feng quietly analyzed: "The power of the demon **** is similar to that of the warlock. But it is much stronger than the warrior's vitality field. After all, it is the power given by the strong powers above the sea."

Any warlock apprentice who advances to a first-class warlock will create a powerful field of vitality in the outer layer of the body. If you can't break that vitality field, you can't kill a first-class warlock.

The same is true of the demon waiter. Once he becomes a demon waiter, he will gain the power of the demon god. The power of the demon **** is extremely terrifying, and ordinary people will be eroded once they are contaminated, and all kinds of strange phenomena appear.

A smoldering wind suddenly blew through the group of steel cavalry. A strong man of the Yuwen family fell to the ground with his head, his eyes wide open, his eyes filled with horror and despair.

The strange and incomparable yin wind continued to boast among the strong men of the Yuwen family. In the past, a strong man of the Zunyu Wenshi family collapsed directly, and the head fell and became a body.

"Ghostly winds, you are looking for death!!"

From the manor there was a cold and cruel voice, a body covered with a layer of black scales, with two magic horns on his head, two meters tall, and the horror of the Yuwen family strong straight out.

The strong atmosphere of this literary family far exceeds the black ghosts, apparently a terrorist powerhouse of the devil's lord.

The strong man stepped out in one step, the earth cracked, and the whole person descended on the battlefield like a cannonball, reaching out to catch a yin wind.

The yin wind was twisted and twisted, and the change became a monster shrouded in a layer of gray wind with a evil spirited head and black skin.

"Yu Wensheng, the dead person is you! Today, your Yuwen family will die!!"

The sinister winds and sorrows scream, the body is constantly twisted, and the yin winds are like the same handle shank.

Yu Wensheng waved his claws, shrouded the power of a layer of horrible demon gods, smashed the yin winds, and appeared in front of the yinfeng old demon in the thunder, and clawed into the wind. In the body of the old devil, the hard-boiled torn off a large piece of flesh of the gale of the old wind.

"What are you waiting for, still not doing it? If you don't do it, I will withdraw!!"

In the eyes of the sinister wind, a stun of the color of the horror, the body shape retreat, screaming screaming.

"The wind and the old devil, you really useless!!"

In a cold sarcasm, one of the eyes was smashed, with a goat's horn on his head, wearing a black armor, and a strange man with a beautiful head in the center of the armor came out from a darkness. Hey laughs.

A black magic flower suddenly grows out of the earth. From the black magic flower, there is a beautiful woman with a **** body and a gorgeous body.

A black ball slammed from a distance, and a burst of distorted light shone. From the black ball, a ghost giant with a height of ten meters, a black layer of skin and a mace was held.

Yu Wensheng saw this scene suddenly sucking in a cold air, and his eyes flashed a touch of dignified color: "The shofar demons, the black magic flower girl, the black ghost giant, you four even joined forces!!"

Li Yuelian Liu Mei slightly wrinkled: "It turned out to be these four old devils, this time it seems a bit tricky."

The four devils, such as the savage wind and the old devil, are the old devils in the South. None of the four devils were put in the eyes of Li Yuelian, but the four devils joined forces, but they were incomprehensible.

Ying Duo and Yuan Meimei also frowned slightly, and a flash of jealous color flashed in their eyes.

The croissant konjac smiled and said: "Yu Wensheng, any of us four people are not your opponents. But the four people join hands, you are not our opponent at all. Hand over the demon statue, otherwise today is the day of your Yuwen family."

"Good!! Devil statue will be given to you!!"

Yu Wensheng has been silent for a long time. For a moment, he seems to be a hundred years old. He bit his teeth and found a statue of a konjac with a trident on his head.

Above the statue of the konjac, the power of the horrible demon **** shrouded, and a vast expanse of pressure came from the statue of the demon.

"Devil statue!!"

"This is the devil statue!!"

"..."

As soon as I saw the demon statue, all the strong people in the scene flashed a greedy color.

"Give you, the wind and the old devil!"

Yu Wensheng flashed a touch of cold light in his eyes and threw the statue of the demon directly to the genie.

"The devil statue is mine!!"

In the eyes of the sinister wind, a greedy color flashed, and he reached out and grabbed the demon statue directly in his hand.

The **** giant appeared almost silently behind a gale of the old demon, with a murderous murder in his eyes, waving a huge mace to the cockroach.

The yin wind and the old demon had just burst into a gust of wind, and the shofar sorcerer smiled, and bowed his head. The horns on his head shot two black magical scent, and the smoldering old demon.

The gale of the old wind trembled and stopped for a moment.

The **** giant slammed into the body of the savage old demon, and smashed the savage old scorpion into a pile of bolognese.

A twisted smoldering wind blew on the side, and once again condensed the body of the savage wind and old demon. He was pale and hated and looked at his three companions, biting his teeth and turning it into a yin, fleeing into the distance.

The cocky wind and the old devil are very embarrassed. After knowing that they have been hit hard, they have lost the qualification for the battle of the demon statue. Stay here again, and there is only one dead road.

A strange shadow suddenly emerged, and the statue of the demon that rolled up on the ground flew away.

The shadow just flew a few kilometers, and the black magic flower girl suddenly smiled and pointed at the shadow.

The blossoming and incomparable magic flower bloomed from the shadow of the body, and the shadow made a burst of screams of screaming, screaming on the ground, constantly struggling with convulsions. The roots of countless flowers are entangled in him like vines, turning him into a nutrient for flowers.

One and the other strong people hidden in the dark have shot and flew directly in the direction of the demon statue.

The statue of the demon is flowing in the hands of different powerful people. Once the strong one gets the demon statue, it will become the target of other powerful attacks.

One strong and one strong is constantly seriously injured and fallen.

"Hands!!"

Li Yuelian flashed a touch of cold in the beauty, stepping on the moonlight and flying in the direction of the demon statue.

Ying Duo, Yuan Meimei and other two strong players also rushed out behind Li Yuelian.

Yang Feng was slightly indulged for a while, and his eyes flashed a touch of awning and went out.

Yu Wensheng quietly stood on a building inside the manor, looking gloomy and looking at the powerful statues of the Yuwen family.

There are more than twenty young men and women standing next to Yu Wensheng, the beauty of men and the beauty of women.

Under the cover of the power of the devil, unless the demon **** believes in a special aesthetic, the family of the demon **** will not give birth to a ugly child.

"Who?"

Yu Wensheng suddenly changed his face slightly and shouted.

"Yueshen Palace Yecheng!"

In a calm voice, Yang Feng slowly came out from the darkness and looked directly at Yu Wensheng.

Yu Wensheng flashed a touch of awning in the eyes: "Yuecheng Gongyecheng, you are the Yecheng who killed the children of the family in the body of mortals!!"

Yang Feng killed a family of fraternals in the body of mortals, causing an uproar in the circle of the world's extraordinary. If he had joined the Luna Palace and dedicated the great **** to the Luna, there were countless strong men who had chased him.

Yang Feng said faintly: "Yes, it is me!"

Yu Wensheng said: "The devil statue is no longer in our hands."

Yang Feng smiled and said: "I don't want a demon statue, but the secrets of your Yuwen family's cultivation, as well as the various books collected in the family."

The Yuwen family is a declining family. However, since the deity is enshrined, and the strong man who is the leader of the demon **** can be born, there must be some connotation in the family.

Yu Wensheng smiled coldly and said: "The secret laws are the core of my Yuwen family. Do you think I will give it to you in vain?"

Yang Feng said: "I can exchange the power of the giant scorpion. It can be cultivated to the lord of the demon god. After you lose the demon statue, the blood will continue to degenerate. After four generations, there is no possibility of condensing the devil. Force, step into the realm of the Devil's waiter. The secrets and classics of your family will be useless."

"Sell it well! However, I still have a choice, that is, to give birth to you, forcing you to write a great power."

Yu Wensheng's eyes flashed in the cold, suddenly violently, and a claw directly grabbed Yang Feng.

"Sure enough, if you want to negotiate, you still have to start with a fist."

Yang Feng flashed a touch of awning in his eyes, and his body was tumbling. He took a step forward and banged it out. An ancient phantom appeared directly and snarled wildly.

In a flash, Yang Feng’s fist directly shredded Yu Wensheng’s defense, and a fist hit Yu Yusheng’s body. He hit him hundreds of meters and slammed into a room.

"Home!!"

"Good!!"

"This Yecheng is a mortal? How can a mortal be so strong!!"

"This is not the power of the devil!!"

"A strong mortal!!"

"..."

The children of more than a dozen Yuwen families who were present saw this scene, everyone was dumbfounded and could not believe their eyes. Yu Wensheng is a demon lord, and he was hit hard by the mortal of Yang Feng.