The demon at the holy level realm, the flesh wings on the back exuded a demonic aura, suppressing Xiang Ye Feng and others.

The disciples of this group of Thousand Hands are not too weak, but they do not have holy-level cultivators. Faced with the pursuit of a holy-level demon clan, they are unable to resist. Most of the more than 30 people killed in front died at the hands of this holy-level demon.

Ye Feng and others' oppressed bodies were as slow as snails, and the next thing that awaited them was death.

"Not afraid... Crazy Master dies with you..." Ye Feng disheveled his head and was extremely embarrassed with blood all over his body, but he was not afraid. Facing the upcoming massacre, he faced it calmly.

"Crazy Master...we are not afraid of death..." The disciples of Qianshou Sect, who were originally very scared, burst out with their last passionate blood inspired by Ye Feng's words!

"Hehe, I like hard-bodied people, so I will be satisfied with killing!" The demon in the holy level realm smiled grimly, and was about to wave his wings and open the killing ring.

Suddenly he felt two more palms on his pair of wings!

"Who?" The demon in the Saint-level realm roared in shock and at the same time, he activated the power of the Saint-level realm.

However, the attack power of the Holy-level demon entered the sea like a stone, and then there was no resurrection. Then, two terrifying devouring power came from his pair of wings. His spiritual power was quickly disappearing, and his eight extraordinary meridians and the demon soul were suppressed and unable to move.

"Who is sneaking into this demon... I am a member of the demon clan, a top race of the Tang Dynasty!" The demon in the holy level shouted in horror, and at the same time spoke out the regulations of the Tang Dynasty on the identity of the demon clan.

Click!

Suddenly, two broken sounds came, and the pair of wings of the Saint-level demon were torn off by two pairs of hands!

The devil of the Saint-level realm almost fainted from a coma in pain. He turned his head to look and found Long Jiaoyang, who looked extremely strange and ugly. And what he saw was two Long Jiaoyang.

"You..." The demons in the Saint-level realm still wanted to speak, but Long Jiaoyang did not give him a chance. The clones formed by the water magic, under the control of Long Jiaoyang, each kicked the demons in the Saint-level realm.

Where can the demon whose spiritual power is exhausted and whose demon soul is damaged be able to withstand the two feet of Long Jiaoyang, whose body is as strong as a dragon?

Where the Holy Level Demon was kicked, his bones shattered and blood splattered. When he fell to the ground, he could not get up and the meridians in his body were broken.

Crack, Crack, Crack...

Countless sword edges slashed on the demons in the Saint-level realm, causing their physical body to be killed instantly. This demon in the Saint-level realm fell tragically by Ye Feng and others.

The body of the Holy-level demon died, and his demon soul escaped and threatened Long Jiaoyang, "Damn human cultivators, the demon clan will not let you go, the people of the Tang Dynasty royal family will not let you go, the demon will definitely take revenge in the future...ah..."

Before the demon soul of this holy-level cultivator finished speaking, Long Jiaoyang's pupils emitted a purple light, slashing the soul of the holy-level demon and swallowing it away at the same time!

"There is no good thing to encounter this ugly race. I just want to find something to eat. Is it necessary to waste precious time like this nonsense?" Long Jiaoyang didn't want to kill the soul of the holy-level demon, but the other party was too rude, which forced him to take action.

The God Transformation Art is the secret technique of the Great Demon Heart Sutra that Long Jiaoyang once again learned.

"Friends... I haven't eaten for a long time. Do you have food on you?" Long Jiaoyang licked his lips and asked the stunned Ye Feng and others.

"Humble human cultivator, do you actually dare to kill the elders of the demon clan? Do you know your sin?" The demon clan reacted, and one of the demons with some identities spoke.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll delay my search for food, and I'll solve it together with you. I'm very upset when I see the ugly faces of you group of people!" Long Jiaoyang glared at the demon who spoke, and then looked around at the people of the demon clan around him.

The demons who spoke and the demons who were looking around by Long Jiaoyang's eyes all retreated a few steps in horror. Their Saint-level Elders were killed by the other party in one encounter. How dare they offend such a terrible human cultivator?

"Do you know, my demon clan is the best race of the Tang Dynasty? It is a race like you that cannot be killed by a humble human race... You have committed a serious crime..." The demon who spoke became less and less confident the more he spoke, because Long Jiaoyang looked at him with a very bad look.

"I'm very hungry, I don't mind eating your wings in nonsense!" Long Jiaoyang said angrily

At this moment, all the people in the demon clan were frightened.

"Who are you? Do you dare to leave your name!" After the demon who spoke, he asked unwillingly after taking ten steps back, he asked very unwillingly

Long Jiaoyang was about to speak, Ye Feng hurriedly stopped him, "Hero, don't tell him the name, otherwise there will be big trouble."

"You guys finally spoke. I just want to know, are you bringing food?" Long Jiaoyang asked hurriedly.

Ye Feng nodded and said, "We all have food to bring, so it must be enough for heroes."

"That's good. Take out all the food quickly. I'm so hungry." Long Jiaoyang couldn't wait to rush to Ye Feng's side.

Ye Feng looked at the people from the Demon Clan who were still surrounding them in a daze. He really didn't have the courage of Long Jiaoyang, and dared to look for food surrounded by so many Demon Clan members. Ye Feng did not hesitate and took out a roasted whole lamb leg from the Qiankun Ring.

"Good thing." Long Jiaoyang immediately snatched it and took a few bites.

The people of the Demon Clan looked extremely ugly. After they entered the Divine Emperor Realm, they had never encountered such humiliation. After the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty designated the Demon Clan as the top race of the Tang Dynasty, no human cultivator dared to openly kill their people except Huanglong in the Divine Beast Breeding Realm.

"Are you so timid in the human cultivator who killed Elder Qianyu? Don't you dare to tell us your name?" The demon who spoke again shouted. He wanted to find out who the murderer was.

"Hero, can you eat lamb legs later? These demons killed many of my good companions, please help you with revenge." Ye Fenghu said with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, wait until I finish gnawing this lamb leg." Long Jiaoyang swallowed the wolf, and the wind swept the clouds to gnawing the lamb leg. He was so hungry that he was about to be crazy.

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this, but the people from the demon clan dared not stay. They flew away like birds and beasts.

The disciples of the Thousand Hand Sect who had thought they would die have come to their senses now that they have been saved. Tears of undying luck flowed from the eyes of several people. The experience just now was really terrifying. If Long Jiaoyang didn't appear, they would have died undoubtedly.

Everyone looked at Long Jiaoyang, who was ugly and even more ugly, but they did not have any contempt. This person was their savior!

When Long Jiaoyang was eating the sixteenth leg of lamb, the sound of flying in the air came from the sky.

Ye Feng and others stood up alertly and looked at the sky nervously.
Chapter completed!