Chapter 423

"Fire!"

After the thunder, there were flames all over the sky. These flames were like lotus blossoms, blooming everywhere. The terrible flame force melted all the sand and stones in the surrounding mountains and forests, and magma flowed across the ground.

In the fire, a huge figure appeared and punched the two demons.

This is the Kaitian fist understood by Zhao Yuande. Now he has practiced the meaning of fire fist to the point where he can summon gods, demons and virtual shadows!

However, the two evil women are not ordinary experts. After they go up, they each lift up a terrible demon with two horns. This is their divine appearance and boundless power.

"Not bad! You still have some skills. Try this again!"

Zhao Yuande, like a violent God of war, frantically punched the two demons. A terrible blue and red grinding plate roared out of the void and rolled over the two demons.

Zhao Yuande is still practicing his Kaitian boxing!

"The whip of the death god!" sister Mosley's face changed greatly, and a bone whip suddenly appeared in her hand. I don't know what creature's spine is composed of, and the terrible pressure emanates from it, "sister waved the whip with me!"

The scourge of the death God seems very powerful and difficult to control. The two sisters work together to manage reluctantly. They pull it out towards the big grinding plate.

"Pa!"

Under this whip, the whole void cracked a big hole. The scourge of the God of death collided with the big millstone, and the big millstone exploded. The whip of the God of death flew back and took two women out for hundreds of feet before it could stop.

The two women blushed and their eyes were full of shock. This is a weapon made from the backbone of a divine beast. Its power has exceeded many powerful congenital Lingbao. Unexpectedly, it was still shocked and flew.

"We are not his opponent, run away!" the two women also had a very tacit understanding. When they saw something wrong, they ran away immediately.

"Holy medicine! Don't run!" Zhao Yuande shouted angrily. In his eyes, the two witches were ten holy medicines.

"Damn it!" sister Mosley's face was gloomy. They were taken as holy medicine. What a shame.

However, how can their speed compare with Zhao Yuande? Zhao Yuande caught up with them before running hundreds of miles. Zhao Yuande has found out their details. The two demons may join hands with long Zhaoyun. If he really shows his strongest flesh body, he can win them within ten moves.

But now they are busy running away and have no intention of fighting. Zhao Yuande has no intention to keep it. Just a few breaths, the two women were beaten by Zhao Yuande's fist, their faces were covered with blood, and even the flesh wings behind them were torn open. They can only look at the dark human in horror, let him hold their throats one by one and drag them back to the original battlefield.

At this time, the battle was basically over, and a large group of demons were killed by four people. They talked and laughed very easily.

"Ha ha! Have you got the ten holy herbs back?" Heifeng went up and looked at the subdued two witches in surprise.

"I've got it back, but it's ruined. It shouldn't be worth the price!" Zhao Yuande sealed the accomplishments of the two witches and threw them on the ground at will.

"Master, are they strong?" Qin Xingyu asked.

"Powerful? They're too delicious!" Zhao Yuande said disapprovingly. "Together, they're up to 70 or 80 on the list! I'm afraid they can't even beat the sky!"

"Weak chicken!" Qin Xingyu spit out such two words, which almost ejected black smoke from the mouth and nose of the two evil women.

"What do you know, you little devil! We just rank 99th in the magic wasteland. This time, more than 30 top 100 came to your world, so you're waiting to be slaughtered!" Mosley felt that her sisters had been insulted and responded sharply.

"Oh! More than thirty..." Zhao Yuande suddenly felt some longing. His eyes were as bright as stars. He grabbed his fingers and began to calculate, "even thirty! If one can exchange ten holy herbs, thirty can exchange three hundred... The top one will certainly be more valuable. Even fifteen, if ten can exchange fifteen..."

The two sisters stared at Zhao Yuande in amazement. They felt that they had repeatedly fallen into the dream of the nightmare goddess. The human boy calculated that everyone was equal to the holy medicine, which was an insult to their magic wasteland, a serious insult.

They are angry. They have a raging anger in their hearts, but they have nowhere to send it. They can only stare at Zhao Yuande.

Others, especially Heifeng, are drooling now.

When he slapped his mouth and looked at the two women again, he had no disgust, but regarded them as holy medicine. He kept swallowing, and he suddenly felt very hungry!

"Hey! Blind bear, what are you doing? Saliva is drowning these two witches!" Yijie felt that he couldn't see it anymore.

"You know what a fart, I call it wishing plum to quench my thirst!" Heifeng explained, "after working for a long time, I haven't eaten yet. When I look at these two witches, I swallow my saliva, and I can fill my stomach with too much saliva!"

"Good job, martial uncle Heifeng!" Qin Xingyu was stunned by the wonderful explanation of Heifeng. He just felt that this martial uncle could at least win the top three in the world.

"Hey, hey! Big nephew, am I right!" Heifeng was elated.

"You..." Yijie was defeated by this guy's cheekiness.

"What are you? Come and watch with me. You'll be full soon!" Heifeng pulled Yijie over and forced him to watch with himself.

"Dead bear, blind man, don't pull me!" he kicked the black wind away. He felt he couldn't communicate with this guy.

"Oh! I'm just hungry! Bald man, I'll eat you today!" Heifeng roared, rushed towards Yijie, opened his mouth and bit at Yijie's bald head.

"I'm going to subdue the devil and defend the way today!" the ring was not vague, and I met him with the Buddha seal in my hand.

"Boom!"

After a loud noise, the war began!

"Come on, uncle Tianshi!" Qin Xingyu has found the best position at this time and begins to watch the war.

The two witches are messy in the wind. Who are these people?

"Ha ha! I've figured it out. It's 350!" Zhao Yuande's excited eyes turned red and grabbed Mosli who had been thrown on the ground. "Tell me, how can I take you to blackmail your people? What's the strongest ranking of you this time? What races are they..."

"We won't tell you!" Mosley held her head high and looked like she wouldn't give in.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yuande directly made up a punch in her proud face, which made her face covered with blood and flesh.

"You say it!" Zhao Yuande left Mosli and mentioned mosjia again.

Mosjia looked at her miserable sister and said everything she knew.