At this moment, the black blood demon soldiers understood why Zhao Hu was soaked in the ice arrow rain that he was not afraid of it. He saw a beautiful and exquisite set of dark magic armor, like a close-fitting dress, flawlessly wrapped around his long angel body, and his face, all covered with a pair of demon masks made of fine steel. The silk-like black cloak fluttered in the wind, showing a trace of extraordinary majesty.

With a swipe, the sea demon mask retracted into the dark demon hoop with its hair, as if it was rolled into a piece of paper, revealing Zhao Hu's fair face, cold and electric eyes, and arrogant face. That's right, the sword stretched out the protective armor in time, allowing him to withstand the attack of thousands of ice arrows without any injury.

"We won, we won, long live the lord..."

The demon soldiers behind Zhao Hu were almost defeated by the wonderful scene of turning defeat into victory and rubbed their eyes several times. Then they jumped and cheered in joy, cheering for the lord, and their previous low morale was wiped out.

A grim smile of satisfaction flashed across Zhao Hu's face. He led a group of surrendered soldiers to Black Blood City. One of them was to quickly use a victory to establish his prestige to boost the morale of the surrendered soldiers being dejected and on the verge of collapse.

Amid the cheers, he pointed his sword at the top of the city and said with a trembling voice: "Listen, I am limited to you to see me within three minutes. I will kneel down and see me, kiss my boots, and handed over the humble book of begging for life. In the face of the demon god Solomon, maybe you will spare your lowly life that cannot be inferior!"

His voice was like a thunderbolt, rolling over the Black Blood City, believing that Bo Te would hear it.

"Yes, Potter, come out and surrender!"

"You are no match for my lord, you will be cut alive after a step slower!"

"Why don't the demon soldiers on the city open the city gate to welcome the adults into the city? When will they wait?"

"Grandma, when I enter the city, I will punish him for negligence. I will kill all the demon soldiers who are guarding the door first!"

With the remnant power of victory, the demons, vampires and skeleton soldiers were brave and cursed with evil words, provoking Black Blood City, not only humiliating the other party, but also using it to enhance their courage. Only the well-educated depraved angels, holding their guns and holding their swords. They were ready to fight, but did not participate in the yelling and scolding operation. They were the only team with strict military discipline.

The fallen angels were loyal to Zhao Hu, especially the blood relationship between the two tribes and the other tribes, and they were not willing to curse the streets. However, they were psychologically superior. Although the lords repeatedly refused to racial discrimination, the fallen angels were still loyal to Zhao Hu at the first time, especially the blood relationship between the two tribes. They were not comparable to the other three miscellaneous cards.

"Who is rudely scolding?" These six words suddenly came from the Black Blood City.

When the first character was just out, it was very far apart, and the latter character was closer than the other. When the sixth character was out, a lord-level powerful man with a burly figure, wide arms and round waist, and behind the dark magic armor were three dark magic flags, and appeared on the top of the city like lightning, with murderous intent swept down to the city with fierce eyes.

"See the Lord!" The black blood demon soldiers hurriedly paid homage to the man.

That was the black blood lord Porter! The sharp demon's horns were like two sharp swords, and a cone tail swung slowly like a python tail. He raised his right hand and said, "Don't!"

"Abide by the order!" With a bang, the demon soldiers stood up straight.

Porter showed up to his morale, and the demon soldiers looked at the enemy soldiers under the city with a grin, sweeping away the previous decay.

Seeing that the morale of Black Blood City soared, the Earth Demon soldiers behind Zhao Hu were speechless and arrogant, and were all thinking about finding their face. Should they say a few more words to support the scene and retreat home? After all, Black Blood City has 5,000 Earth Demon Warriors. Among the demons, the Demon Warriors are recognized as strong soldiers.

With the emergence of Porter, more demon warriors rushed to the top of the city, and more than a dozen demon generals also appeared behind the Black Blood Lord. Obviously, Zhao Hu's voice alarmed the whole city.

"Who was the arrogant and arrogant just now?" The black blood lord Porter glanced and knew the enemy soldiers under the city as he knew them well. Two thousand miscellaneous soldiers, a small lord who was between the level of demon soldiers and demon generals was shameless and was looking for death. His anger reached the peak in his heart instantly, and he deliberately did not turn him over and asked questions.

A black-blooded demon soldier whispered to him about the death of the demon general. Potter glanced at the burnt corpse in the distance, and was even more furious.

"It's your master, I!" Zhao Hu raised the corner of his mouth and said contemptuously.

His arrogant frivolous arrogance aroused the anger of the black blood lord Potter. The demon's wings popped out, and his magnificent figure quickly rose up. Surrounded by more than a dozen demon generals and three thousand demon warriors, he rushed out of the Black Blood City like a large group of ferocious monster birds and landed under the city two hundred meters away.

"Fallen boy, come on the list!" Potter pulled out a sharp machete, and pointed at Zhao Hu, who was pointing to the black sword pointing to the ground, shouting violently.

"Of course, as the landlord you are about to surrender, how could I not tell you the name?" Zhao Hu looked arrogant and hated Potter so much that he wanted to kick him hard. "I will remember the ice lord Zhao Hu, so as not to ask other lords. If I can't answer, I will lose all my face!"

He repeatedly spoke stimulating and provoking, in order to anger Porter and fight against him in a decisive battle under the city rather than defending the city. In that case, the two thousand demon soldiers he led, one heavy equipment to attack the city, was not enough to block the gap between the teeth by arrows.

Only by arousing him and being better off provoking the anger that will kill him will have the chance to create a situation of fighting alone, which is where his repeated offensive and exciting conspiracy lies.

Sure enough, Potter's eyes flashed with fierce light and blue veins roared wildly, "Zhao Hu, if I don't cut you into pieces today, I will never be a human being!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Hu seemed to hear the unimaginable myth and laughed to the sky. His sword pointed at Porter and shouted arrogantly: "Then we have to see if you have any skills? Come on, I will single-handedly pick out five thousand elite soldiers in your black blood territory, dozens of demon generals, and you, a timid servant who dares not show up except for relying on many people and powerful people!" The vicious words, one after another, are actually a strategy of advancing and retreating.

"Hehe, a little demon general dares to speak shamelessly. He listens to me. I don't need anyone to help me. I will kill the depraved boy with a sharp teeth and ignorant and unknown heights!" Porter whistled sharply and issued an order to fight one-on-one duel.

This is not the reckless and idiot of the Black Blood Lord. First, the demon clan challenged the power in front of the formation, which is a martial tradition. Second, the Black Blood Lord secretly used his aura to test his strength and knew that he was just a warrior with four hundred years of cultivation, and was definitely not his opponent with five thousand years of skill. He was determined to kill people to establish his authority and forced the two thousand miscellaneous troops to subdue.

"Abide by the order!" Three thousand demon soldiers and dozens of demon generals responded violently, shaking the sky.

Zhao Hu also glared and shouted: "In the battle between Porter, no one is allowed to interfere, so as not to refuse to accept his defeat!"

"Kill Potter!" The plesiosaur Cass roared with his two sharp claws. Under the threat of his eyes, the demon soldiers followed him in a mess and cheered for the lord.

"Zhao Hu, you are so arrogant that you are completely unrestrained, you are simply seeking death!" Potter was attacked by his series of arousing plans, and smoked from the seven orifices. As his wings swelled, his body rose from the ground. A large machete with a long blade in the air was raised in the air, and a strong sword light broke out, stretching and retracting at the tip of the blade like lightning.

"kill!"

Potter roared, clasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and his long golden hair danced like a wave, and he cut down hard. With a swish, a black sword energy that hundreds of meters long broke out and came out from a high point, like a giant guillotine descending from a high point. What Potter practiced was the dark fighting spirit of Fengxing Abyss, the most authentic and mainstream dark martial arts. The master of the lord level for five thousand years was indeed powerful in his attack, and that knife was enough to cut a hill.

Seeing that Zhao Hu was in a fierce and difficult situation to resist, the Demon Wings rushed rapidly and flew up diagonally to one side.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound of sword energy breaking through the ground, the long sword energy slashed deeply into the earth behind Zhao Hu. More than a dozen blood clans and skeleton warriors who were close to dodge were bombarded into powder, and blood rain splattered on the black earth, making most of the demon soldiers hurry back and dodge.

"Boy, why don't you resist?" Porter laughed wildly, chasing Zhao Hu like a giant bat. The thick demon wings slapped out dozens of meters. The tail vertebra, like a python tail, rotated flexibly in the air, regulating the balance of his body.

"Is there a way to catch up with me?" Zhao Hu flapped his wings and flew towards the mountains on the left side of Black Blood City.

"Hmph, no matter where you escape, it is hard to escape my pursuit?" Porter roared with murderous intent: "Let me listen to the miscellaneous army that is killing the frozen territory, no one left!" The arrogant words still echoed in the air, and his figure had shot out thousands of meters like lightning.

"Abide by the order!"

Three thousand demon warriors shouted, waving their wood-like halberds toward two thousand miscellaneous soldiers.

The plesiosaur Kas took the lead, flapped his wings and flew up and crashed into the enemy group, and fought fiercely. The demons, vampires, skeletons and fallen angels dared not neglect. Before this desperate situation, there was still a way out. Two rolling crowds rushed up, colliding fiercely, fighting fiercely.

The fierce wind was stirring, and Zhao Hu was as fast as a meteor, plunging into the shadows of mountains, sweeping through the steep and abrupt peaks.

"Hehehehe..."

A silence of laughter came from the top of his head, and the phantom of Potter flew over him like a phantom of the arrival of the first. He had his left fist and right fist, his fist was like a mountain collapse, and his knife was like a torrent of a broken dam, and he was overwhelmed by Zhao Hu under him. The dark demonic aura as powerful as a storm, roaring like thunder.
Chapter completed!