The move reaches the limit, and there is a change in the change. The sword falls into the world, and its power is several points stronger. It forcefully knocks the Bloody Demon King back three steps.

"Young Master."

In the darkness in the distance, Tianzhique looked at the battle ahead and asked, "Shall we go help?"

"Are you going to be upright?"

Li Ziye said casually.

"Won't."

Tian Zhique shook his head and said.

"Then why are you joining in the fun?"

Li Ziye said calmly, "They are just two defective demon emperors. Sister Qiaoer and Little Red Riding Hood can handle them."

If it were a Demon King of Shui Jing's level, he would be a little nervous, but the two in front of him were not strong enough for Sister Qiaoer to fight alone.

Bringing so many people here is probably to prevent these monsters from escaping again.

During the war.

Chen Qiaoer saw that Wangyu had already handed over his hand, and looked at the defective product slightly in front of him, and said seriously, "Let's discuss it, wait a moment, don't run away!"

The Demon Emperor Guifang looked startled. Before he had time to think about what he meant, a delicate and delicate figure had already passed by in front of him.

A palm that shook the world directly hit the Demon Emperor Guifang's chest.

"boom!"

In the terrifying earthquake, the Demon Emperor Ghost flew out and collapsed one shop after another.

Ten feet away, the Ghost King staggered to his feet. Before he could recover, the devil-like figure appeared before his eyes again.

A palm.

He slapped it on his face and threw it to the ground with a loud bang.

Dust was flying, and all the stone slabs on the ground were broken.

Blood overflowed from the Demon King's mouth. Even the steel skin protection could not withstand such a huge force.

far away.

When Tian Zhique saw the scene ahead, cold sweat trickled down his face.
Chapter completed!