alien war

Zhan Zhao and Feng join hands to attack, Zhan Zhao's main attack, Feng's support from the side, approaching the demon head from left to right.The demon head's broadsword is extremely powerful, although it cannot match the agility of Zhan Feng and the two, it can keep them out of the body.After several rounds of fighting, he has seen through the intentions of the two of them, and he knows that this weapon of his has caused them great trouble, and the next attacks must be aimed at this knife.

The demon head turned his right wrist, leaned back, swung the saber towards the two with all his strength, and the aura wrapped by the saber stirred up dust on the ground.Zhan Zhao flew away, and Feng's left side was just in a blind spot to observe the demon's movements. When he realized it, there was no time to escape, so he had to avoid the knife forcefully.When the swords met, Feng suddenly felt sparks flying in front of his eyes, and then his arms went numb, and he was directly thrown out. He fell to the ground and slid for a long way before stopping. Although he did not cause serious injuries, he was caught by the knife. The sharp and fierce air was so shocking that he almost lost his breath.

"Bastard, fight with this king!" The devil glanced disdainfully at Feng lying on the ground covered in dust, and then turned to Zhan Zhao with a wicked smile: "It's your turn."

Zhan Zhao was busy fighting against the demon leader and couldn't take Feng's injury into consideration. After several fights, the demon leader's strength had already been figured out. He had to find an opportunity to restrain the broad-edged sword that was both offensive and defensive.But the broad knife of the demon head is wrapped in a gust of energy, even if the body dodges and does not touch the blade, it will still be wounded by that layer of energy within a certain distance, it is extremely difficult to fight close to it.And the long sword he holds is far inferior to the broad sword in terms of appearance, attack range and strength, and the only advantage it has is flexibility.From fighting on the battlefield yesterday to sneak attacking the demon army overnight to the decisive battle now, he hardly had enough time to rest. Even in the semi-demonized state, the long-term running and fierce fighting made his physical strength close to exhaustion. How long does it last.

The demon leader suddenly swiped his knife across the ground, causing flying dust to rise.Zhan Zhao didn't expect him to make such a move, the dust hit his face, his vision was blurred, and he retreated to the side.

"It's over." The demon leader smiled ferociously. He took advantage of his height and weapons, and when Zhan Zhao escaped from the flying dust, he could take advantage of Zhan Zhao's unpreparedness and kill him with one blow.

'puff--'

The devil's smirk froze in the middle of the road, the broad knife still stopped in the air, and a black sword pierced through his neck.

"Grandson, the master doesn't exist, does he?" A disdainful voice mixed with anger blew coolly from behind the demon head.Feng didn't know when he got up from the ground, the demon leader only cared about killing Zhan Zhao, but ignored the half-dead Feng.

"You son of a bitch, how dare you attack from behind."

"So what?"

"You're not so naive as to think that you can kill this king, right?" The devil returned to his normal state, and stretched out his hand to draw his sword.

Feng saw that he was struggling to draw the sword and couldn't move it, so he smiled proudly: "Hmph, want to pull it out? It depends on whether your grandson can resist the curse seal of the master." The curse seal stimulated the demon head from his neck. The meridian of the whole body, tie it tightly in place.Feng put his whole body on the back of the devil's head, holding tightly to the hilt of the sword, no matter how the devil's head swung it, he would not let go.

The two sides are at a stalemate, and this is an excellent opportunity.Zhan Zhao took out the bottle of secret medicine and squinted at the cork. Taking this medicine will temporarily transform him into a fairy, but he can't be sure what will happen in the end. During the time of this cup of tea, he may die or become disabled. , but after all, this is the only chance, a chance that was bought after making countless sacrifices... He pulled out the stopper, raised his head and drank the green fluorescent thing in the bottle without hesitation.The cool, smooth and moist liquid flows into the body and penetrates into every tendon...

Not long after, Zhan Zhao's eyes widened, his body shook violently, and the chaotic qi in his body made him bend down, as if three forces were entangled in the chaos, trying to compete.

"Sun Bastard, what's the matter, I can't get rid of it." Feng Yuanyuan caught a glimpse of Zhan Zhao's expression, and knew that he had taken the medicine, and he had to hold the devil down until he got used to it.

"Dare to show such a low-level trick as the curse seal in front of this king, it's really beyond self-control!"

"Really? Then why don't you try this!" Feng turned the hilt of the sword, and the sharp blade scraped the neck bone of the demon head.

Zhan Zhao began to feel that there was a force about to rush out of his body, and as soon as his consciousness blurred, he was seized by that force, and a wave of heat surged up his throat... Almost at the same time, soldiers came from the demon head. He raised his head and saw the muffled sound of the blade piercing into his body, and saw the demon head piercing his chest with the knife, and the blood-stained blade was stabbing out from Feng's back.

"Hahahaha! How about it, you didn't plan this trick, don't you think that your curse seal is so great, it's better to die obediently in front of this king!" The demon head suddenly pulled out his long knife, This kind of injury is nothing to him, the leader of all demons, and hemostasis is only a matter of an instant.But this knife almost cut Feng Huo in half, covered in blood, he fell powerlessly to the ground, biting two words between his teeth: "Grandson!"

The demon leader wanted to pull out the neck sword, but found that although the seal of the exorcising spell was weak, it had not been completely released. Coupled with Feng's teasing, he was angry and slammed into the wound on Feng's chest and abdomen. Step on it, and the blood gushes out of the body, like water squeezed out of a wet rag.

The curse seal is still not loose.Feng tilted his head, squinting provocatively at the devil: "...come again..."