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Looking in the sound, Tang Fei had already stepped on the chest of one of the two ghosts in the underworld. The old ghost wanted to move, but it was obviously unlikely that Tang Fei would step on him here.)

Hearing that the young man of this demon clan obviously became a little ugly. This time, the two ghosts of the underworld were specially assigned to him in order to achieve outstanding military achievements in the human-demon war. The two of them had their cultivation reach the peak of the Spirit King. With the tacit understanding between them, even three or four people of the Spirit King are difficult to compete with. Moreover, these two are extremely loyal to him and are very good, and now they have become his right-hand man.

"Let him go!" The young man from the demon clan and another old ghost in the underworld shouted coldly at the same time. The young man from the demon clan also abandoned Meng Feifei and went to a place not far from Tang Fei. Meng Fei escaped by chance and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let him go? Haha! Where is there such a cheap thing in the world?"

Tang Fei smiled playfully and stared at the two of them as if he was looking at a three-year-old child.

"What do you want?" The young man of the demon race finally made concessions. After all, it was his right-hand man, and it was impossible to lose anything. Under Tang Fei's soles, he heard that his young master actually gave in for his willingness to make concessions. He immediately looked at the young man of the demon race with gratitude, and then looked ashamed.

"What do I want to do? I never thought about what to do. I just wanted you all to die. It's worth three thousand war merits..." Tang Fei said seriously.

"Bastard, you dare to fool me!" Sure enough, after hearing Tang Fei's nonsense words, the young man of the demon was furious and secretly activated the imitation demon bowl that was fixed on the side. He still couldn't move. He couldn't help but feel anxious. He tried his best and his tongue broke, and he sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and it happened to spray on the imitation demon bowl not far away. The imitation demon bowl lit up with a black light, and with this mouthful of blood, he forcibly broke the original suppression of the Hate Demon Bowl.

Tang Fei was not surprised to see this. After all, it was the Hate Demon Bowl. Although it was just a copy, it had something to do with the Hate Demon Bowl, so it could not be too slow.

Once the demon bowl was obtained, the young man of the demon clan finally had a little more confidence on his face. His face staring at Tang Fei was not as afraid as before. It seemed that the demon bowl was indeed mysterious and his power should be quite good.

Tang Fei suddenly had the idea of ​​trying the power of this imitation. After all, he had mastered the real magic bowl and was naturally interested in this imitation. He couldn't help but withdraw the origin of the magic bowl and did not continue to suppress the imitation magic bowl.

"Okay, I don't have time to play with you anymore. Go to hell!"

Tang Fei sneered, and with a slight force under his feet, the old ghost's neck had been cut off by him. The old ghost's vitality was extinct, his head tilted, and he could not die anymore. Tang Fei's military merit value was one thousand more.

"Brother!" As soon as the old ghost died, someone suddenly became red-eyed. It was another old ghost. The two of them had been together for a long time. From an ordinary spiritual sage to the peak of the Spirit King, they had almost a hundred years of love. Now one of them was killed, and the other one was naturally sad. While they were sad, their hatred for Tang Fei and murderous intent became stronger and stronger.

"Zhu Zi! I swear to kill you!"

The madman roared at the top of his lungs, and the remaining old ghost suddenly had a blue vein on his face, and the black evil spirit surrounded his whole body. He seemed to have just gotten up from hell.

The Ghost Death Scythe in his hand was even more deadly. The old ghost let go of the corpse and a sickle had already cut Tang Fei hard to see him.

"Kill!" The young man from the demon clan also roared, preventing the demon bowl from being pressed down, and Tang Fei was suddenly trapped in the attack on both sides, not caring about continuing to hone himself. Tang Fei pulled the golden bow in his hand, and two other black light arrows rushed past the two of them.

The pitch-black arrow feathers cut through the void, but in a moment they were approaching the two of them. However, the young man of the demon clan seemed to be prepared for it. He directly buckled the imitation of the magic bowl in his hand. A feather was just shattered inside the magic bowl, making a dull sound, and at the same time, the power contained in the light arrow flew a hundred meters away.

At the same time, the black arrow feathers that shoveled towards the old ghost were also approaching, but the old ghost did not avoid it. The death scythe in his hand slashed angrily, and the arrow feathers collapsed, leaving a crack directly on the death scythe, and then disappeared into the ground. A small hill next to it was shattered by the shock.

Tang Fei was secretly shocked. Is this old ghost going to fight to the death? This way of fighting was a completely defeated formation.

Wow! The God of Death Scythe passed by, and Tang Fei felt that the space in front of him was almost broken. Tang Fei had already flew high with one foot, barely avoiding the God of Death Scythe in the old ghost's hand.

"Whale swallows the world!" The young man of the demon race stopped at this time, took a step to the air, shouted loudly at Tang Fei. The imitation demon bowl in his hand instantly expanded to the size of a pool. A whirlpool-like black air surged inside, and a suction force was generated out of thin air, and a whirlpool-like sounded.

Large rocks on the ground flew up, and trees were uprooted. Even some demon warriors and human warriors who were constantly fighting in the distance were screaming and sucked in.

Tang Fei was slightly affected by a suction force. Tang Fei raised the golden bow in his hand and barely stopped and was not sucked away.

"What a great suction force!" Tang Fei was secretly frightened. The old ghost behind him was still unwilling to accept it. The sickle of the God of Death in his hand was bigger again, and the evil aura as dark as ink swept across like a substance. Everyone fighting below felt lit up, and almost was frozen by the sudden invasion of the cold air so that they threw away the weapon.

If you want to hide your weakness at this time, you may be no longer a coincidence. Tang Fei did not hesitate and held the sky with one hand. A surging palm force in his palm was also shot out. The demon cloud in the air was completely, and the thick black cloud was suddenly affected by Tang Fei's palm force and slowly moved over.

"Cloud Handprint!" Tang Fei shouted softly, and his body raised one point again, but it was three or four meters taller than the old ghost who was wielding the God of Death Scythe. He held the bow left and right hand into a palm, and he made a sharp mark on the old ghost with one palm.

With a roar, the thick black clouds in the sky were like lead. As Tang Fei's handprint fell, it seemed to move. The old ghost face changed significantly. The god of death sickle in his hand came straight up and swept directly towards the crushing palm print.

"boom!"

The sharp roar sounded endlessly, and the powerful handprints and the equally powerful God of Death Scythe burst together. Energy ripples quickly spread out. The only two small mounds around were moved to the ground again. A large number of demon warriors mixed together, and the human warriors were flew out by the energy ripples, and they vomited blood.

"Smoke" rolled up. This was not the real thick smoke. It was just the formation of the dust on the ground being exploded and raised. However, it was more dense than the real thick smoke. It had faintly covered the old ghost and Tang Fei. It was impossible to see the scene inside clearly, but the sharp sound of fighting inside was endless. Tang Fei and the old ghost actually fought together again.

The young demon clan's face was uncertain. Finally, he hesitated for a moment. He rushed into the "smoke" by controlling the imitation demon bowl. The sound of the battle became even sharper, and the sound of banging was endless. From time to time, you could hear the crisp roar of metal, but the outside world could not see the scene inside. Even Meng Fei, who was in the Spirit King realm, could only see three shadows constantly entangled inside. As for which one was, he could not tell which one was.

The battle inside became more and more intense, and it had reached a vague white heat. The fire burst out from time to time, and the energy ripples were also higher than the other. However, they were still blocked by the "smoke" and could not see carefully at all, so they could only look at it roughly.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded again, Meng Fei was delighted, and then he saw a afterimage rushing out of the "smoke", and rushed past the distance, and in the blink of an eye, he could only see a afterimage.

"That's... the young master of the underworld! He escaped!" Meng Fei was shocked, and at this moment the battle inside had quietly stopped. The "smoke" dissipated, and Tang Fei dragged the body of another old ghost slowly out.

"Kill another one!" If it weren't for looking at Tang Fei's corpse dragging the old ghost in his hand and lying on the other side, Meng Fei would almost doubt whether he was dreaming that he had killed two peak spirit kings in succession, and he cooperated with tacit understanding and powerful ghosts in the underworld! And this young man himself was only about the middle stage of the Spirit King and was almost the same as him!

"Brothers, kill me! The two ghosts of the Underworld are dead, and the young master of the Underworld has also escaped!"

Meng Fei was stunned for several breaths before he realized, and let out a deep breath. Meng Fei's joyful voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

"kill!"

"Kill! The demon clan has no leader!"

As soon as he heard this voice, the human warriors below were immediately inspired. Two of the leaders of the other party were killed, and the other one had already escaped. Naturally, the morale of the army was greatly boosted. After a sweep of the low momentum just now, they all became like wolves and tigers, and were very brave.

On the other hand, the demon clan was defeated and the dragons were without leaders. The soldiers below had no intention of fighting. Once they were defeated, they would suddenly become out of control.

As one goes up and the other goes down, the human warriors are even more brave and powerful, and they are all fierce and cannot stand it. One fights ten!

Victory was in sight, Meng Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. Today, he was under the greatest pressure. First, his two allies were turned against him, and he was isolated and helpless. Three peak spirit kings surrounded him and killed him.

Fortunately, Tang Fei came out halfway, which made Meng Fei not only escape by chance, but also won the war. Looking at the wolves and tigers under his command, he burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!