Pretty Assassin's Bodyguard

Ye Feng was always on guard against the Demon Lord, and when the Demon Lord turned to face him, he immediately turned around and ran away, and at the same time punched him hard.

This punch was not attacking the Demon Lord, Ye Feng still had this bit of self-knowledge, knowing that his punch would not be able to hurt the Demon Lord, or even prevent the Demon Lord from attacking.

With his feet stretched out, he hit the ground with a fist, which further accelerated Ye Feng's running speed.

"Boom!" The two black rays of light emitted from Mozun's eyes landed on the ground where Ye Feng was standing just now, hitting the afterimage of Ye Feng, and punched the ground into a deep crater.

Ye Feng broke out in a cold sweat, the Mozun's cultivation has indeed surpassed that of a half-step immortal!

"Junior, you managed to escape the attack of this deity. Let's see if you can escape the next attack!" The demon master resisted the attacks of other strong men, and his eyes continuously released black rays of light to attack Ye Feng.

Ye Feng complained endlessly, although the speed of shrinking to an inch was fast, the consumption of spiritual energy was huge, especially when the shrinking to an inch had been raised to the limit, the spiritual energy in his body was rapidly consumed.

If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before he will be exhausted to death by the Demon Lord!

"You devil is so rude. If you don't fight so many strong men, you just can't get along with me, right? If this continues, don't blame me for being rude!" Ye Feng shouted angrily while avoiding the attack of the devil!

The twelve half-step immortals tried their best to prevent the Demon Venerable from attacking Ye Feng. Although Ye Feng was a hateful kid, he belonged to the same camp after all, so being killed by the Demon Venerable would have a huge impact on their morale.

"This deity kills you, who dares to stop him!" The demon deity failed to hit Ye Feng several times, his inner anger was ignited, he roared, and launched a fierce attack on the twelve half-step immortals.

Now, the pressure on the twelve half-step immortals suddenly increased, and the demon lord blasted out black attack waves with his arms, beating the twelve half-step immortals to the ground!

It turns out that this is the real power of the Demon Lord, and he didn't try his best before!

In just three moves, the twelve strong men who joined forces to attack the Demon Lord were all blown away, four or five of them were seriously injured, with blood spurting wildly from their mouths, and the others were not having a good time, and suffered more or less injuries. .

"I still want to go!" Ye Feng heard a thunderclap in the sky, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the tall body of the Demon Lord blocked his way.

Without the restriction of twelve strong men, Ye Feng's shrinking of the ground could not be faster than the body of the Mozun, and he was abruptly stopped.

Ye Feng looked up at the tall figure, with a wry smile on his lips, "Okay, I will entrust this life to you today!"

Saying that, he took out the dragon-slaying knife and the magic whip.

"Hit the Divine Whip!" The Demon Venerable exclaimed, still fearful of hitting the Divine Whip.

However, the Demon Lord immediately returned to normal. The difference in cultivation between the two was too great. An artifact like the Magic Whip could not arouse the strongest power in Ye Feng's hands, and could not cause substantial damage to the Demon Lord.

"Junior, put down the magic whip, and reward you with the whole corpse!" Mozun was not in a hurry to make a move, the situation was completely in his hands, no one present could pose a threat to him, and he wanted to wipe out all the strong present!

"Hahaha!" Ye Feng raised his head to the sky and screamed, "You monster, how have you ever heard that I, Ye Feng, surrendered without a fight? If you want to hit the magic whip, first ask me if I agree with the butcher's knife!"

"Honey, it's his greatest honor to join hands to kill this monster!" Wu Caichan and others flew to Ye Feng's side one after another.

Meng Qi even pointed the subduing magic pestle at the Demon Lord without saying a word, and the other women also took out their most powerful magic weapons.

This collective breakthrough, Wu Caichan's Demon Slaying Sword reappeared, Mengqi's Demon Subduing Sword returned to her hands, and Mei Zhiruo's Frost Setting Sun also appeared again.

The magic weapons in the hands of the women were shining brightly, rendering half of the sky colorful.

The people present were all people who knew the goods, and all of them stared straight at the treasures in the hands of the girls.

Oh My God!None of the treasures are beyond their cognition. None of these treasures can be owned by this world, but a few women own one!

I have seen magic weapons, and I have seen peerless magic weapons, but no one has seen such a large number of peerless magic weapons. Is this a magic weapon exhibition conference?

Many people are thinking that only the fairy world can have so many peerless magic weapons.

The Demon Lord was also stunned for a while, and then laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Those treasures that I had many years ago have disappeared, and you, the younger generation, are also very clever, and I should thank you all for sending so many treasures to me. !"

"Fight!" Ye Feng roared, and took the lead in attacking. With the Dragon Slaying Saber in his hand, he slashed at the Demon Lord's arm. Honor does harm.

"Subduing Demon Pestle, Subduing Demon! Hit!" Meng Qi yelled sharply, and the Demon Subduing Pestle shone brightly, accompanied by the whistling wind, shaking the entire space.

"Devil Demon!" Ling Lu seldom fights with others, and today she also showed her strong side, and the Demon Demon Sword in her hand buzzed.

"Extreme Freezing!" The frosty setting sun in Mei Zhiruo's hand was not inferior, a wave of extreme cold seemed to come from the deepest part of the universe, as if it was going to freeze this space.

Several women showed their strongest side one after another, taking care of each other and greeting each other when they shot, not only maintaining a strong attack power, but also ensuring the safety of those around them.

This is the tacit understanding of thousands of years, and it cannot be developed overnight.

In this battle, the world changed color, mountains and rivers collapsed, and all the strong players watching the battle changed their colors drastically. Ye Feng and his companions actually had such power when they shot!

Just now, the chaotic shots of the twelve half-step immortal powerhouses may not be much more powerful than the angry blows of Ye Feng and others!

What kind of people are these people? Although their cultivation base is restricted now, how can their status once be compared with these little half-step immortals and Mozun!

Mozun intends to snatch the treasures of the girls, but the powerful attack makes him have to avoid their edge.

"Amitabha!" Master Withered Leaf proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Reciprocity generates and restrains each other, the magic weapons in the hands of these female benefactors are designed to restrain this demon."

Master Withered Leaf's words solved everyone's doubts. No wonder the demon king dared not face the attacks of several people. It turned out that these magic weapons had a restraining effect on the demon king.

"Everyone, do you still have the strength to fight!" Le Zhengzi coughed violently, completely indifferent to the blood staining his front chest.

"Fight and fight! Is it possible that this old man is not as good as a group of little dolls!" The short, fat and strong man was slightly less injured, and walked towards the Demon Lord with his head held high.

"Fight! Even if he died in Kunlun today, this old man will punch the devil!" Another strong man who came to help also joined the battle circle.

The twelve strong men launched another attack on the Demon Lord one after another.

Ye Feng and the others used their fearless courage to arouse the dignity deep in the hearts of these strong people. Could it be that everyone is not as good as a few little dolls!

When these strong men joined the battle circle, the pressure on Ye Feng's body was relieved immediately, and he put away the Dragon Slaying Saber casually. With his current cultivation level, he couldn't activate the strongest power of the Dragon Slaying Saber, so he might as well use his full power to beat the magic whip. Zun still has some taboos about hitting the magic whip.

"Devil, look at the fist!" The short, fat and strong man seemed to want to show himself in front of Ye Feng and get back the lost face.

The other strong men also tried their best to show their strongest side. For a while, magic weapons flew in the air, and their swords shone brightly.

Ye Feng took the opportunity to take a breath, and input the spiritual energy into the whip, "Open the seal!"

Ever since he got the Magic Whip, Ye Feng untied the seal on the first section, and he didn't undo the seal again until he got the Whip. Today, facing the demon king, Ye Feng untied the second section and the seal in one go. The seal on the third verse.

The seal was released, and the magic whip was more powerful. A one-foot-long ray of light appeared at the front end.

"The devil! You are dead!" Ye Feng quickly input spiritual energy, and hit the magic whip on the top of the demon's head suddenly.

Back then, the vine demon, which was a part of Mozun's body, had tried the power of the magic whip, and suffered a great loss under the magic whip, so it was still the first seal to be undone by the magic whip.

Now undo the three seals, and hit the magic whip firmly on the top of the Demon Lord's head.

"Boom!" The Demon Venerable shook his body three times, and his twenty-foot-high body shrunk three feet in one fell swoop!

Hitting the magic whip is so powerful!

Not only Ye Feng's expression was brightened, but the confidence of the others was also greatly increased, "Go on! Get rid of him!"

"Look at me!" Meng Qi, not to be outdone, hit the Demon Lord's arm hard with the Subduing Demon Pestle.

At the same time, Linglu's Fumo Sword also slashed at Mozun's other arm.

"Crack!" The arm hit by Mengqi's demon pestle actually made a crisp sound, as if it might break.

The Linglu Fu Demon Sword was even more effective, leaving a wound on the Demon Lord's arm, spurting out a stream of black blood like ink.

The demon's blood dripped on the ground, immediately eroding the ground into a huge pit.

"Eat my sword!" Wu Caichan has always been competitive, and the demon-slaying sword stabbed fiercely in the back of the Demon Lord.

"Frozen!" Mei Zhiruo didn't wait for the Demon Lord to turn around, a ray of frost fell on the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord's body swayed, which actually restricted him. Although it was only a short moment, it allowed Wu Caichan to calmly draw the Demon Slaying Sword step back.

Compared with them, Zhen Xuetian and Yin Mengli's attacks are slightly weaker.

"Roar!" Demon Venerable roared wildly, he was injured by several juniors, how could he bear it.

You strong men are full of confidence. It turns out that the Demon Lord is not invincible. Didn't these few people severely damage the Demon Lord?

"Hit!" How could Ye Feng stop, he swung the whip and rained it on the demon's head, as the saying goes, if you are sick and kill you, how long will it be if you don't kill the demon at this time!

Several people advanced and retreated in unison, and the treasures in their hands rose and fell one after another, and each move would leave a little scar on the Demon Lord.

The Mozun roared wildly, his heart furious to the extreme, but each of these treasures was specially designed to restrain him, he couldn't use his cultivation base, and his body was shrunk by constant beatings.

In a blink of an eye, the Demon Lord's originally huge body of twenty feet was shrunk down to three feet.