Phoenix on Fire: Allure of the City

Weiyang Demon Lord and the other four showed their unique moves to greet Song Ziyuan. Song Ziyuan snorted coldly, flicked his hands, and sent the four of them to the ground. The soldiers and skeletons had been wrestling together for a long time.

'Pfft', Demon Monarch Weiyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and the moment the barrier was pierced by the ice needle, Demon Monarch Weiyang only felt a deep pain in his heart, which was a feeling of oppression that he had never felt before. After living for so many years, he has long since become a ten thousand-year old demon. This kind of oppressive feeling has never been felt before.

Song Ziyuan looked down at the four great demon kings lying on the ground with a condescending sneer.

"I said long ago that you guys are not my opponents, and you are still looking for your own death, so don't blame me for not thinking about the past."

"Bah, just because of your disgusting Bara appearance, you still miss the old days. Labor and management don't know you at all. You are neither human nor ghost. You can only live in someone else's body if you don't see people all day long. If I were you, I would soon I just found a piece of tofu and killed it, and you still have the face to embarrass yourself here? I feel ashamed for you."

Demon Lord Lan Xue's venomous tongue was no less than that of Nalan Qingcheng. Song Ziyuan's ferocious face became even more ferocious, and his eyes glared at Demon Lord Lan Xue angrily.

"Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you first."

With the iron fan in his hand, he faced Lord Lanxue directly, and Lord Lanxue caressed his heart with a relieved smile, that smile dazzled Song Ziyuan's eyes, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Lord Lanxue was mocking him.

The iron fan flew out countless silver needles 'shua shua' and headed towards Lord Lanxue.

The three of Weiyang Demon Lord resisted the dull pain and jumped up, using all their strength to attack Song Ziyuan's back. Song Ziyuan seemed to have known what the three of them were doing, and saw him turn around. All the demon king's silver needles pointed at the three of them, Song Ziyuan had a ferocious smile on his lips, and today he was going to take down the demon clan.

Seeing that Song Ziyuan was so despicable, the three of them quickly set up a barrier on themselves, and avoided the silver needle with a few tumblings. Demon Lord Weiyang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, clasped his hands tightly, and sucked all the weapons that fell on the ground. Rising to the sky, "go", countless weapons flew towards Song Ziyuan, Song Ziyuan tapped his hands, and all the weapons fell to the ground, and then, a flash of cold light flashed, forcing Weiyang Demon Lord to the ground, Weiyang Demon Lord spurted blood again Come out, he has tried his best.

Taking advantage of Song Ziyuan's inattention, Lord Lanxue swept a bright light at Song Ziyuan's lower body, and Song Ziyuan suddenly jumped up, even if it was so, his trouser leg was also cut open.

Song Ziyuan turned around and slapped Demon Lord Lan Xue with his palm. Lord Lan Xue's eyes flashed fiercely, and the golden robe was already stained with his own blood. He turned around, grabbed Song Ziyuan's palm, and head One leg kicked Song Ziyuan's abdomen, and then hit Song Ziyuan's chest with an elbow with lightning speed, forcing Song Ziyuan back several steps. The whole process was only a blink of an eye. The speed is so fast that people can't help but click their tongues. I didn't see that Lanxue Mojun also has such abilities. It seems that this is all forced.

Song Ziyuan was furious after all, he didn't expect that a little guy like He Lanxue could force him back, Song Ziyuan swung the iron fan, and the iron fan spun in mid-air like a top, accompanied by countless silver needles, whether it was a magic Soldiers or demon soldiers and skeletons, most of them were shot. Song Ziyuan sneered, leaped forward, and slapped Weiyang Demon Lord with both palms. Weiyang Demon Lord closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them again. The meaning of the same end.

When Song Ziyuan's palm was still an inch away from Weiyang Demon Lord, a majestic and indifferent voice sounded in the air.

"Are you all so worthless?"

Time seemed to stop at that moment.

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Nima, did you smoke again?