Chapter 962: Majestic

"you!"

Facing Jiang Wuyin, Yang Mo was frightened and embarrassed at the moment.

As the Seventh Beginning Demon, they once fought against the invincible God Lord, but now, they were captured by the human race of the fallen original star.

"You'll be nothing if you leave here." Gritting his teeth, Yang Mo could only utter tacky, provocative words.

"Without those swords, I can crush you to death at will."

"This proves your ignorance and arrogance." Jiang Wuyin naturally would not be persuaded by these words and said: "Jiange appears in this world just to be able to stand up and stop you monsters one day."

"Are we a generation of monsters?" These words made Yang Mo angry. "If it weren't for the survival of the race, who would be willing to come to your barren and desolate original star?"

"Sharp tongue." Jiang Wuyin didn't listen at all. He raised his hand, gathered his spiritual swords, and gathered his overwhelming momentum again.

Seeing that Jiang Wuyin wanted to kill him, Yang Mo had no intention of resisting anymore.

Now in Jiang Wuyin's hands, he had no chance to escape.

"It's a shame that the sword from the Sword Pavilion is used to kill you."

The giant sword fell down in the blink of an eye, and the surrounding air seemed to be completely emptied at this moment.

Yang Mo raised his head, although there was reluctance in his eyes, it was more helpless.

Rumble.

The sky shook again, and a giant hand tore through the space, firmly blocking the falling giant sword.

"Sword Master, can you spare my son's life?"

The sound boomed, and the whole earth shook. The giant hand appeared and connected to the gap in the space, but the owner did not appear.

"Your son?" Jiang Wuyin recalled the spirit sword, looked at the giant hand, and frowned: "Who are you?"

"Demon Lord!" Before the owner of the giant hand could answer, Yang Mo stood up excitedly, completely ignoring the spiritual sword cage piercing his body: "You are finally awake!"

"I sensed the decline of the Demon Star and woke up early." The person known as the Demon Lord responded, his giant hand lingering as if soliciting Jiang Wuyin's opinion.

"The Demon Stars did not come here to participate in the fight. My children were bewitched by traitors and came to trouble the Sword Master."

"Please also ask the sword master to open his eyes and let my child go."

"I am not a sword master." Jiang Wuyin replied, his eyes focused on the giant hand.

He could block that sword with just one hand. The owner of the giant hand was probably unimaginable in strength.

"You have reached the end of the sword path. If it were not restricted by the original star, you would be the master of the law. You can be the sword master." The devil said, and retracted his giant hand.

"Magic Star is willing to pay for this offense."

Soon, the giant hand stretched out again, opened his palm, and a sapling emitting light blue fluorescent light floated quietly in his hand.

"This tree is called Uktra in the Demon Star, also known as the Tree of the World. As long as it is planted, it can make millions of residents free from disasters, pain and disease. It can improve the land and change the concentration of spiritual energy."

"The Tree of the World." Jiang Wuyin looked at the treasure in the palm of his giant hand. He vaguely felt that it was extraordinary, but his face was still dark.

"Jiange has the dignity of Jiange, which cannot be bought with treasures."

Crunch.

The unpleasant sound of broken bones sounded, and the next moment, the Demon Lord crushed one of Yang Mo's arms. The arm was not simply broken. Dark demonic energy clouds surrounded the port, inhibiting his recovery.

"This arm will never recover. This is their punishment."

"I will ask him to deliver the other person's arm in person."

Yang Mo's face was distorted. Losing an arm was a huge pain for him.

Jiang Wuyin's brows furrowed. The Demon Lord was so decisive, which only made him more vigilant.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Wuyin finally turned over his hand and sheathed his sword.

"If there is another time, Jiange, we should use all our strength to kill the enemy."

Rumble.

After Jiang Wuyin finished speaking, his giant hand rolled up Yang Mo and quickly withdrew it.

"Devil Star, never do it again."

The sound floated into the air, and as the giant hand pulled away, the gap in the air quickly closed.

"The human race has another terrible enemy."

Jiang Wuyin stayed where he was, but the worry in his eyes could not be concealed.

He is not a fool, the Demon Star's promise is just empty talk, and the Demon Lord's decisiveness in cutting off his wrist is enough to show how difficult this opponent is.

"It's a pity that I can't summon the power of the ancestor outside Jianmen Pass. Otherwise, maybe I can keep him..."

With a little regret, Jiang Wuyin could only turn around.

In his heart, he is extremely eager to fight with the strong, and he will have no regrets even if he dies. But in the current situation, if he dies in battle, the situation of the human race will be even more critical.

"I hope the little lion can grow up quickly."

"And...that boy."

…

"Within ten days, the army will be able to push to Storm City."

On the front line, with the help of the army, Ye Fan's pace was much faster. In just a few days, he fought all the way back to the forefront.

"Isn't there any shelter?" Ye Fan also looked gloomy, "There isn't a single survivor? How is that possible?"

"No." Feng Yu shook his head helplessly and took out the body of a monster.

The monster looked like a bat, but its head was huge, like a crudely made weird doll.

"This is a low-level monster among the monsters that is specifically responsible for detecting fluctuations in human life. It is called the Dead Soul Bat." Feng Yu said: "I found many of these monsters in the city, numbering no less than a thousand. As long as they exist, The city is broken...it is difficult for human beings to survive."

"...I understand." Ye Fan was a little silent.

There are no less than a million people in the city, and now, there is no one left.

This is the bloodshed on the front line, or in other words, the cruelty of the racial war. As long as they can win, they are completely willing to exterminate the other side.

If he captured a monster's lair, he would also eradicate it without leaving any further trouble.

"Let's take a short rest."

Staying where he was, Ye Fan waved to everyone to rest.

"King Ye, why don't we hurry up?" Feng Yuze was a little confused.

The battle front is already tight. These days, Ye Fan seems to be unhurried and unhurried. Although the advancement is rapid, it is far from reaching the limit.

On the contrary, these free laborers seem to be very active.

"Be anxious when you should be anxious." Ye Fan glanced at Feng Yu and said nothing.

When Feng Yu saw this, even though he was confused, he could only stand aside.

"Why are you resting again?" This time's rest aroused everyone's weirdness, especially those kings.

To get to this day, no one is a simple character. Ye Fan's repeated abnormalities have attracted their attention.

"Lord Ye Wang." Not long after, the king from Sanhui came to Ye Fan. He didn't look very old. When he opened his mouth, he said in a greasy voice: "We are here this time. Rushing for help, my wife, children, and children are waiting at home. If I go out for too long, I will inevitably worry. "

"Understood, understood." Ye Fan responded, but the communicator in his hand lit up at this moment.

"Okay, you can go."

After taking a look at the communicator, Ye Fan gave a decisive order.

"Does Lord Ye have some internal support... from Storm City?" Originally doubtful, this king level now has his thoughts confirmed.

"It's not the internal agents of Storm City, it's the people from the other four kings." Ye Fan didn't shy away and said straightforwardly: "I suspected that the fall of Storm City was related to the other four kings, so I found the people around them and took a look. What are they doing?"

"King Ye has an undercover agent at Zhen Wang's place??" This sentence stirred up a thousand waves.

"What an undercover agent? I have some distant relatives."

Facing the surprise, Ye Fan remained calm. After saying something, he stood up and moved forward.

"Let's go, you're in such a hurry, then let's speed up the pace a little bit."