Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

I want to kill Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun completely.

Seeing this scene, Mandrill charged forward again holding the Hepu spear.

bang!

Blown away by the Demon God again!

that's it!

The demon god came attacking again and again, and Mandril fought to the death again and again to protect the sky-moving guide Tianzhen Lord on the ground.

Countless times the Demon God has attacked!

I can't count how many times the mandrill has been blasted away!

Mandrill rushed forward desperately like an unbeatable xiaoqiang.

Every time he was hit by the demon god, he would spit out more than a mouthful of blood.

Gradually, Mandrill lost a lot of blood and his face turned pale.

Can no longer stand up.

But seeing the Demon God reappeared, he could only desperately climb to the side of Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun.

The demon god laughed loudly: "Since you are so close, let's die together!"

The iron fists of the two demon gods fell again.

But——just when the Demon God's fist came down and was about to hit Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun and Mandrill's bodies.

Lying on the ground, Yixiao Daotianzhenjun miraculously opened his eyes and regained his vague consciousness as if returning to the light.

One palm rests on the ground.

With a swipe, it bounced directly from the ground.

He swung his fist and collided with the demon god.

The Demon God turned pale with shock: "Impossible——the breath of life in your body is clearly passing away, and it's clearly no longer viable. Why do you still stand up and fight?"

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun patted his painful head and looked around.

I saw blood all over the ground.

I saw Mandrill lying on the ground and unable to get up.

He looked at the Demon God with icy eyes: "Yes, I'm about to die—but before I die, it's enough to kill you all!"

Chapter 343 Another look at Liyue

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun has lost his antlers, of course he can feel the power of life is passing, and he will die completely in a short time.

So he didn't want to waste any time.

As soon as the words fell, Yixiao Daotianzhenjun had already swung his fist and rushed towards the demon god.

The demon god is not to be outdone in the face of the dying Daotian Zhenjun.

Wield a heavy iron fist, or release elemental shock waves, trying to kill Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun.

This time-

When the demon god's iron fist approached, Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun did not dodge at all.

Instead, bear the fist of the demon god.

And his fist also hit the demon god's body.

Although lost antlers.

Lost the most powerful means of combat.

But Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun is still an immortal, and the fist he swung still weighed ten thousand catties.

that's it!

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun relied on his flexibility to punch the Demon God one after another.

Using vitality as fuel, the explosive power exceeded the expectations of the demon god.

Punch after punch!

Until the demon god was beaten to a bloody mess.

After beating one of the demon gods to death, Yixiao Daotianzhenjun finally stopped his hands, but the expression on his face did not relax at all.

Because he has felt it.

The fists he swung just now had consumed more than half of his life force.

His time is running out!

It is very likely that he will fall down the next moment and never get up again.

So he wasted no time!

After beheading a demon god, he turned his attention to another demon god immediately.

When the demon god saw Yixiao Daotianzhenjun's cold, piercing, murderous eyes.

Endless fear arose in its heart.

The body of the demon god trembled!

Step back a little bit, wanting to stay away from the demon-like Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun.

The demon god seemed to be insane, and muttered to himself: "No-no-impossible-you are not a fairy!"

"You are the devil!"

"I am not a demon god, you are the demon god!"

"Ahahaha...you are the Demon God!"

The Demon God, who was seriously injured, was completely defeated by Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun both physically and psychologically.

After a while, he showed a terrifying expression.

After a while, there was a crazy laugh.

When the Demon God looked at Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun again, his body trembled uncontrollably like a mouse seeing a cat.

He ran out of Tianheng Mountain like crazy.

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun wanted to chase after him, but the life force in his body was about to be exhausted, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

He fell to the ground with a bang.

In his current state, he was no longer able to fight, let alone chase down the Demon God.

But——when the fleeing Demon God heard the sound of Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun falling, he was so frightened that his body trembled even more.

One staggered and fell from the top of the mountain.

The serious injuries on his body, coupled with the mental confusion, made him crazy, and he was violently frightened.

His eyes widened, and he died.

Just at this time!

The soldiers of the Qianyan regiment stationed at the pass finally defeated the family of the demon god and came to help Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun.

Seeing Mandrill Yasha lying on the ground covered in blood, the general of the Qianyan regiment hurried over and helped him up.

General of the Qianyan Regiment: "Master Mandrill, wake up!"

Mandrill opened his eyes, and hurriedly said, "Go to Brother Yixiao Daotian—he's gone after the Demon God!"

General of the Qianyan Regiment: "Yes!"

After handing Mandrill over to the care of other soldiers of the Qianyan Regiment, the general hurried out to look for Lord Yixiao Daotian.

"Master Yixiao Daotian, where are you?"

"Can you hear me?"

"Is Master Yixiao Daotian chasing after Tianheng Mountain? So you can't hear us?"

"Probably not... Master Yixiao Daotian will never leave Tianheng Pass and the people behind to hunt down the Demon God!"

……

Hundreds of Qianyan regiment fighters searched together.

Finally, under the cliff, I saw the corpse of the last Demon God and Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun standing beside the Demon God.

The general of the Qianyan regiment hurriedly climbed down the cliff and came to the side of Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun.

Seeing Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun, who was covered in blood, lost his horns, and was no longer human, the soldiers of the Qianyan regiment were very sad.

But after confirming that the last demon god also died, the soldiers all showed a relieved smile on their faces:

"Finally - I won!"

"We have defended the Tianheng Pass!"

"We guarded Liyue!"

But—when the soldiers gathered around Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun, happily brandishing their swords and guns.

Yixiao Daotianzhenjun stood motionless like a stone sculpture.

The general of the Qianyan regiment said happily: "Master Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun, we have won!"

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun still didn't respond.

at last!

When the soldiers touched the body of Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun, they found that he had closed his eyes and passed out.

"Yi Xiao Dao Tian Zhenjun, you can't die!"

"we won!"

"Hurry up and save Yi Xiao Dao Tian Zhenjun!"