"A little trick for the devil." The old demon of Xingfeng shouted coldly, and then rose up, poked out his palm, grabbed Chen Liuhe's ankle, and pulled it hard.

Chen Liuhe's expression changed. When his body fell, his body suddenly shook, and his blood rays surged out, and his left foot stepped on the head of the old demon Yanfeng.

The old demon of the sword wind punched out and hit Chen Liuhe's feet!

"Bang!" The muffled sound of his heart was shaking. Chen Liuhe only felt that the bones on his feet were about to break, and the tingling pain in his heart caused his eyebrows to twitch.

"Get off for me!" The old demon of the sword-wind roared again, with a surge of force.

Chen Liuhe was dragged down by force, swung by the old demon of the Sword of Storm, and smashed hard on the mud.

Under the slight dizziness, before Chen Liuhe had time to react, he felt a danger coming from behind him.

He didn't even look at it. Out of an instinctive reaction, he turned over and hurriedly avoided it.

The old demon of the sword wind fell into nothing, stepped on the ground, and stepped out of a large pit of mud, with gravel splashing.

Chen Liuhe reacted very quickly and turned over and jumped up, launching a counterattack against the old demon of the Sword of Storm.

The two fought each other again.

Chen Liuhe's melee ability is naturally not a big deal. He fought against the old demon of the Storm and fought fiercely.

After more than a dozen moves, Chen Liuhe, whose absolute strength was completely suppressed, was shaken away again.

"Bound the mountain!" When the old demon of the sword wind came again, Chen Liuhe leaned forward fiercely.

"Bang!" The old demon of the Sword of Swords resisted the attack, but his body was still hit and fell back a few steps.

Frowning slightly, the old demon of the Fishy Wind patted the dust on his chest: "Extremely high attainments in Bajiquan."

"Boy, you haven't seen each other for only a few days, and your strength has improved a little more than last time." The old demon of the Sword of Snowing Wind flashed a few times, and he stared at Chen Liuhe and said.

Chen Liuhe sneered, said nothing, kicked his feet, and attacked the old demon with a sharp arrow again as if he was riding the string.

"Bang bang bang!" In this dense forest, the roar continued to sound, and the surrounding energy was stirring, frightening the beasts and birds scattered, and the big trees collapsed, making the noise very loud.

Chen Liuhe, who was full of firepower, could really be described as horror.

Of course, this kind of horror refers to the horror created by Cao Yue and Jinqiao on the basis of the perfection of the demonization realm.

Facts have also proved that the strength of the old demon of the Sword of Sword should not be as strong as that of Cao Yue and Jinqiao. At least Chen Liuhe can barely support him for a while, and at least the two of them can make a few moves.

In front of powerful men of Jinqiao and Cao Yue, Chen Liuhe could really feel a kind of pressure and aura that made him almost suffocate.

"Bajiquan!"

"Press the elbow!"

"Press the rock in one step!"

"Two-step pedal..."

In a short period of time, Chen Liuhe used the powerful killer moves he had learned throughout his life one after another.

The momentum created is not small. If it is an ordinary half-step strong man in the palace, he probably will suffer a great loss under Chen Liuhe's strength.

However, the old demon of the Fishing Wind is the old demon of the Fishing Wind, an old monster who has been immersed in the realm of the Half Step Palace for several years or even ten years.

With the successive killing moves, he just suffered a little loss and did not suffer any substantial blows.

Even though Chen Liuhe had already taken the fourth step of the eight-step pedaling sky style, the old demon of the Sword of the Sword was able to resist with ease.

"Unuseless boy, your little strength is not enough in front of me. The light of fireflies cannot compete with the bright moon." The old demon of the sword-wind smiled gloomy, exuding a black aura all over his body, which is creepy.

Chen Liuhe stood there, gasping for breath, his eyebrows were beating constantly, his heart was sinking to the bottom of the valley. With his current strength, it was really difficult to compete with the old demon of the Swordsman. He did not break through the shackles of the demonization realm, and his combat power value could not be substantially improved.

"If I really fight for my life, you're probably not much better." Chen Liuhe said with his chest undulating.

"It's meaningless to struggle." The old demon of the sword-wind sneered and rushed over. He didn't want to continue wasting his time here.

Chen Liuhe's eyebrows were raised, and his fighting spirit soared here. He did not give up. Even if he knew he would lose, he would fight to the end!

"Master Seal! Punish!" In vain, at this moment, a loud roar that seemed to shake the world sounded in the distance!

The roar shook the hearts of Chen Liuhe and the old demon of the sword wind, making both of them shocked.

At the same time, a terrifying power appeared in the sky. It was a towering mountain transformed from strong light. The mountains seemed to cover the sky, revealing its magnificent momentum, which was shocking!

The towering mountains were pressing down on the majestic meticulous mountains and suppressed the old demon of the fishy wind.

The old demon of the sword wind was disdained. He could feel the infinite power of this attack. He did not dare to be careless at all. He showed endless fierce light on his dry face, and the black air on his body was surging wildly. He used the strongest attack to resist.

"boom!"

The sound seemed to shatter the world, making people tinnitus, buzzing, and it felt like their head was about to be broken.

The mountain and space seemed to be shaking, spinning.

The powerful waves shocked Chen Liuhe so much that he flew out, flew more than ten meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Liuhe, who was dizzy and eight o'clock, felt no fear. He rolled up and swept around with ecstasy on his face.

Master Seal, isn’t this Nu Xiu’s special skill?

Now that he suddenly appears here, it must be Nu Xiu who is here!

As expected, wherever Chen Liuhe's eyes reached, he suddenly saw a figure coming from far to near, with a very fast speed, so fast that it was bizarre.

Nu Xiu took only one step and crossed dozens of meters away. The senses were too strange and shrunk like an inch!

"Old man, it's really you." Chen Liuhe's face turned red with excitement.

His mood is hard to express in words!

In his mind, Nu Xiu had already died and was now imprisoned by the Fargo Society. His life and death were unknown, which always made people worry.

He was worried about the safety of slave Xiu more than once, and he really didn't have enough strength. In addition, the clay Buddha could not protect himself from crossing the river. Otherwise, he would have killed him and tried his best to save slave Xiu.

But who would have thought that the slave cult would suddenly appear at such a critical moment? He appeared in front of him intact, and so in time that he pulled him out of the gate of hell?
Chapter completed!