Chapter 235 Demon King of War

"If you dare to come from the demon world to the human world, you must have the consciousness of death. What could you do at the beginning? Isn't it possible to let the people of the three islands be wiped out? Even the demon king can only be suppressed in this nine secret world."

Wu Yazi took his thick brush in his hand, put a brush in his hand, and scolded coldly, "If you want to kill me, look at yourself first."

Jiu Youmojun frowned when he heard the words and looked down at his huge body. The ten-foot-strong body was drawn with a seal charm by the blood on the edge of the cliff-free pen. The strange charm is slowly corroding into the demon body, causing the true element fluctuation on its body to begin to slow down and become stagnate and condense.

"If you are still the demon king in those years, you can't do anything with my current cultivation alone, but Mr. Zhong helped me a big favor and consumed all your remaining true elements, and even the powerful body that your demon clan is proud of has been greatly damaged. I'd like to see if you have any skills to fight with me after being sealed with the blood curse!"

"Hahaha, ha ha..."

The harsh laughter of Wuyazi came to Yang Fan's ears, and Yang Fan was also shocked to hear the conversation between the two of them. He did not expect that the battle between demons and human beings in those years, even the Void Islands would encounter waves. On the one hand, there is a demon god, and on the other hand, there is a demon king. The soldiers are divided into two ways, wanting to rule the human race under the demon clan.

However, he did not expect that the demon god was damaged, and even the body and soul did not return to the demon world; the demon king disappeared without a trace, but was suppressed in the nine secret realms. These two died and mutilated, and the end was tragic.

However, Yang Fan admired the indomitable integrity of the demon king. In the face of Wuyazi's blood curse seal, his face did not change, and he was a good man.

After hearing his words, Jiuyou Demonjun did not refute him, but his face was very calm and terrible, like the peace before the storm.

"You don't deserve to have our holy clan, because you don't have the fighting soul of our holy clan, and you don't understand the will of the holy clan!"

Jiuyou Demon King's voice is very dull and firm. From his voice, we can see that this guy's bold and resolute character.

In Yang Fan and Wu Yazi's doubtful look, Jiuyou Demon King reversed the scepter in his hand and waved down fiercely.

A cold light flashed, and he cut off his ankle sealed by Zhong Qu with a fire charm with his scepter, and the bright red blood spewed out like a spring. Fortunately, the blood curse seal not only stagnated his true element, but also slowly condensed with his blood.

When Yang Fan saw this scene, he also felt abruptly. He secretly praised that the demon king was indeed extraordinary and especially cruel to himself.

Wu Yazi's chest thumped, with an incredible look on his face, and said unnaturally, "You think you can defeat me in this way!" Delusion!"

"The will to fight is above everything. The saint is born to fight and never lives secretly." The scepter in the hand of Jiuyou Demon King pointed to Wuyazi and said in a low voice, "Today, I have no regrets, but I will never let you insult the body of the holy clan!" ..."

The remnants of the demon king fell down, and his face was ferocious and fierce, and his huge body was shot out like a sharp arrow. Although Zhenyuan in his body could not be mobilized for a long time, the condensed strength of the flesh was still fierce.

"Bumbum..."

"Dong Dong..."

The bombardment of spells and the sound of strong collisions came one after another.

In a short period of time, the two fought more than 100 times, which was dazzling and dazzling.

The two fought from outside the city to the inside of the city, and then from the inside to the outside of the city, destroying half of the Jiuyou City. The bricks and tiles were piled up, all scattered on the ground.

Jiuyou Demon King Zhenyuan was sealed, and his body was incomplete, but his iron-like will was tenacious and unyielding, and he was defeated one after another, and almost only the merits of fighting had no counterhand.

Yang Fan can clearly see that every time Jiuyou Demon King waved the scepter in his hand, he could bring a large area of wind and strength. Under such a stormy attack, when the blood pen in Wu Yazi's hand was held, his body trembled a few times. Every time he suffers a blow, his face will be pale.

The fierce battle lasted for two hours. During these two hours, the two did not pause at all, nor did they have a moment of rest. They had nothing to think about except going all out.

Under the unparalleled physical force of the Nine You Demon King, Wu Yazi could no longer support it, so he had to withdraw his bat wings and fell to the ground.

"Wow..." The muscles around Wuyazi trembled violently and twitched, and the ups and downs in his chest gasped like a bellows. The blood pen in his hand tried to lift it several times, and his teeth grinned in pain, and he had no choice but to give up.

However, Jiuyou Demon King used such a powerful offensive one after another, and the force of being shocked by the opponent Zhenyuan was also damaged. Not to mention that his disabled limb had to pestle the ground in order to stabilize his body, and his strong body stood like a god of war.

Yang Fan can see that the two have their own strengths and each other's weaknesses. Although these two guys have shown the failure of the lamp, they must have no backhand. Wuyazi's body has almost collapsed, and most of Zhenyuan is still left; Jiuyou Demon King's body is unparalleled, and Zhenyuan is exhausted, and it is also sealed by blood cursed to death.

In fact, Yang Fan admired the unyielding will of the Nine Demon King as the god of war and regarded death as his return. It can't be said that immortals are greedy and afraid of death, but it's really difficult to find a few characters like Jiuyou Demon King. I admire it, but he must not be soft when it is time to do it. He knows this very well. It can be said that there is no resentment between the two sides, but only by interests. If it is changed to another angle or another scene, the two are not in a hostile direction, and Yang Fan is very willing to make this friend.

"Demon king, you are indeed very strong. The myth of being invincible in those years was not bragging. However, no matter how hard you struggle today, you can't change the fate of your body being swallowed by me!"

Before the words fell, Wu Yazi used the last bit of strength in his whole body and spread his bat wings and rushed high to the sky.

In the sky, Yang Fan condensed his eyesight, and saw Wuyazi holding a thick brush in his hand and holding a pen flower, turning the tip of the pen upside down and trying to insert it into his heart.

The hair on the tip of the pen greedily absorbed the blood of Wu Yazi's whole body, and the corners of his mouth were constantly overflowing with blood, and his face was as white paper, but in this way, he also smiled very brightly.

Jiuyou Mojun's eyes narrowed slightly and hummed coldly in his nose: "Firefly candlelight is also worthy of competing with the bright moon!"

A intermittent voice came from Wuyazi's mouth: "Oh...hehe...to the end of death... still, still... speak wildly!"

His hands tremblingly pulled out the pen front, bringing out a stream of hot blood. His whole body trembled, shaky in the air, very difficult to stabilize his body, and said with an evil smile, "Blood spell... forever... eternal hoop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bat wings shook and turned into a bloody meteor and rushed to the Jiuyou Demon King.

The nine demon king was slightly stunned, but he was still unmoved. He also knew very well that his true element was sealed in his body. With the strength of the body alone, he could not resist the sealing of the other party's blood curse at all, and he could only rise up his whole body to meet the other party.

"Oh!!" The demon king roared, and the sharp edge of the scepter in his hand collided with the pen in the air in the blink of an eye.

"Dong!!!"

A sound explosion spread through the whole nine secret places. No matter where you are, you can clearly hear this huge sound in everyone's ears.

Cheng Zhongyuan's face changed greatly in the distance, and he muttered, "Is this the power of the Huashen period? It's terrible..."

Zhong Qu and Liu Meier were in the distance of Jiuyou City. When they saw the battle between Wu Yazi and Jiuyou Demon King, they were also terrified.

"Where did this guy come from? Why haven't you heard of such a number one person?"

"Elder Zhong, do you think the eldest brother is so close? Will there be any accident?"

Zhong Qu tasted and said disdainfully, "That boy is a cockroach. He can't die."

"Grandpa!" The two little guys were dissatisfied.

Liu Meier also raised her eyebrows, and her eyes were full of anger. She stared at his eyes, and the polar ice crystal in her hand was also eager to try, ready to give the old guy.

When Zhong Qu saw the public anger, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, that boy can't die. Don't always remember him. I'm in danger of my life at any time..."

Before he finished speaking, the three of them turned their heads and ignored it. Seeing this scene, Zhong Qu could only smile and secretly annoyed Yang Fan.