Chapter 457 The demon clan will never be a slave! (1 update)

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. He had just punched one of the demon slaves, and he knew that the demon slave's strength was roughly equivalent to the demon beasts in the early stage of the Shenyuan realm, and because of the characteristics of the demon clan, it was even stronger than the Shen Yuan realm. Monsters in the early stages of the realm are even more difficult to deal with.

If he were to fight alone, he might still be able to fight with the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique. Unfortunately, with the three-headed demon slaves and Yan Jingfeng watching eagerly from the side, this was already beyond the limit of what he could handle.

"You dare to laugh when you are about to die!"

Seeing that the situation was once again tilted towards his side, Li Muqing jumped out and became arrogant again, laughing loudly and saying: "Ling Feng, you are dead today!"

"Really?" Ling Feng curled his lips and gently snapped his fingers, and said calmly: "Since you have found three helpers, it shouldn't be too much for me to find one."

"Do you still have helpers?" Yan Jingfeng's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly shouted: "The three demon slaves obeyed the order and joined forces to besiege him!"

A strange black-gold light flashed in the eyes of the three demon slaves, and then they roared to the sky, and immediately waved their huge fists and hit Ling Feng fiercely.

"Three against one isn't fair, but two against three, that's pretty much it."

Ling Feng did not dodge or dodge, he just snapped his fingers, and a five-color light curtain appeared in front of him, and the bitch immediately popped out of the light screen!

"You brat, you really think Grandpa Donkey is your thug!"

The bitch was so angry that he was digging for treasures in the Five Elements Heavenly Palace just now. His great pleasure was interrupted!

Yan Jingfeng and Li Muqing thought Ling Feng was going to ask for some help, but when they saw Ling Feng actually "summoning" a black donkey, they almost laughed out loud.

What good can a black donkey do?

"Bitch Donkey, you should take a look first before talking." Ling Feng ignored Donkey's angry gaze, curled his lips, and said calmly: "Someone refined you monster clan into a demon slave, and they want to refine me into a human slave. "

"What, this is outrageous!"

The donkey's big ears like cattail leaf trembled wildly. When he looked back, he saw three demon slaves waving their huge fists and striking hard.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, that bitch's lungs will burst with anger.

"You are so bold, you actually dare to make a demon clan into a demon slave, who gave you the courage!"

The donkey's eyes flashed with anger, and he struck out with a hoof. All three demon slaves were instantly crushed into fly ash and disappeared under the domineering power of the donkey.

With one punch, three demon king-level demon slaves were annihilated!

Shocking!

fear!

Yan Jingfeng and Li Muqing no longer knew how to describe the shock in their hearts. How could a black donkey be so strong!

What kind of donkey is this?

"Hmph! Monster clan, never be a slave!"

The bitch let out a roar, and then the sound wave exploded. The Holy Demon Picture behind Yan Jingfeng exploded instantly and turned into debris, scattering all over the sky.

"Pfft!" Because Yan Jingfeng was connected to the Holy Demon Diagram with his spiritual thoughts, once the Holy Demon Diagram was destroyed, his consciousness was also traumatized. He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the debris in the sky, he couldn't help but yell. Voice, "My Holy Demon Picture, My Holy Demon Picture!"

"It's really ridiculous. Such a waste has the nerve to be called a Holy Demon Picture!"

The bitch rarely showed a serious expression and said coldly: "The real Holy Demon Diagram can even be refined into gods and demons. This kind of waste has simply insulted the name of the Holy Demon Diagram!"

As he spoke, the bitch had already landed on the ground. He stared at Yan Jingfeng coldly, exposed his big white teeth, sprayed out a stream of white mist from his nostrils, and asked: "You are the one who made the demon clan into a monster." Demon slave?"

"Gulu." Yan Jingfeng swallowed hard, a big bead of sweat fell on his forehead, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.

"No...no...it's none of my business, Donkey...Grandpa Donkey, it's none of my business! It's none of my business!"

Li Muqing had long been frightened out of his courage by the power that the bitch had just shown. He knelt down with a plop and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy.

"Did this beast ask you?"

The bitch glared at Li Muqing. When the time came, Li Muqing's head exploded like a balloon, blood sprayed, and his life was over in an instant.

That bitch was originally a murderous evil star. It was only because of the three-part agreement with Ling Feng that he had restrained himself a lot recently. However, facing those who dared to turn fellow demons into demon slaves, it naturally could not show any mercy.

"Monsters can be killed, but they cannot be enslaved!"

The bitch glared at Yan Jingfeng and said in a cold voice: "You will live to the end today!"

Yan Jingfeng's whole body was shaking like a sieve under the pressure of the cheap donkey. He never dreamed that Ling Feng would be carrying such a terrifying black donkey with him!

"Hei Donkey, don't kill him yet, I still have something to ask him."

Seeing the murderous intent of the donkey, Ling Feng quickly flew down beside the donkey and patted it on the shoulder.

This was the first time that Ling Feng got really angry when he saw the bitch. Perhaps, this was the arrogance of being a demon clan.

"You brat, I can give you thirty breaths!" Bitch turned his head and glared at Ling Feng, snorting softly.

Ling Feng pursed his lips, walked up to Yan Jingfeng, and asked, "Tell me, where is the "Tai Xuan Acupuncture Sutra" kept in the Yan family?"

"Do you think I will tell you?" Yan Jingfeng sneered, "You will die if you tell me, and you will die if you don't tell me, right?"

"Say it, and I can keep your body intact."

"They are all dead, not all corpses, but I am very open-minded!" Yan Jingfeng grinned, "You can't get the second "Tai Xuan Acupuncture Sutra", you will never get it! "

“There’s so much nonsense, there’s no end to it!”

The bitch roared, "Thirty breaths are up, go to hell!"

In an instant, the donkey raised its front hoof, aimed at the top of Yan Jingfeng's head, and hit it hard.

"Monster, how dare you?"

A roar like thunder suddenly exploded from the sky, and the next moment, a white shadow was seen flying from the sky!

Yan Jinghong!

Although there was a considerable distance between them, Ling Feng could already feel the terrible sense of oppression.

The difference from when he was in Luofeng Canyon was that at that time, he could only hide in the dark and didn't even dare to risk his life. But now, he is no longer the little person he was before.

Dressed in white, he cut through the sky and landed in the courtyard without any warning. Compared to half a year ago, Yan Jinghong's aura was obviously much more terrifying.

And even now, he is only fifteen years old!

The sword is as clear as frost, and the power is as strong as ice!

Even under the aura of a cheap donkey, it did not affect the sharp and dangerous aura emanating from Yan Jinghong's body.

With just one glance, Ling Feng knew that there was still a huge gap between himself and Yan Jinghong's level!

"Jinghong, come and save me, come and save me!"

When Yan Jingfeng saw Yan Jinghong appear, he felt as if he had crawled out of hell again and saw hope of survival again.

"finally found you."

Yan Jinghong's eyes were fixed on Ling Feng. He had already locked on Ling Feng's aura half a year ago. Now that he sensed this aura again, he recognized Ling Feng at a glance.

"Little mouse, how well do you keep my Yuan-seizing blood bead?" Yan Jinghong glanced at Ling Feng, his eyes like swords, penetrating deep into his soul!

Ling Feng took a deep breath, suddenly unfolded the Lingtian sword, met Yan Jinghong's gaze, and said coldly: "It's not a good habit to give people random nicknames!"

"Sword power?"

There was a slight hint of surprise in Yan Jinghong's eyes, but it quickly dissipated, and he just said lightly: "A little thief who quietly steals other people's things and only dares to hide in the dark is not a little mouse, so what is he?"