The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2281: But so

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Just now, the sixth elder of the Mozu escaped from the natural vision by special means, which made Wang fiercely angry.

Now Wang Meng's heart is full of anger. Wang Meng has to grab the sixth elder of the Demon Race whenever he says. This guy might still know the whereabouts of the Demon Emperor and can't let him go.

Huh!

In the form of a streamer, Wang Meng rushed out of a natural vision.

The sixth elder of the Demon Clan let out a cold snort, and desperately ran away. He knew that Wang Meng's fighting power was strong. Today, it is impossible for Wang Meng to make things happen.

We have to ask for foreign aid separately.

Wang Meng didn't want to give him this opportunity.

"You can't run."

Wang Meng let out a cold snort, and his whole body became fierce.

Boom...

Wang Meng slapped angrily, the space in front of him trembled violently, and then it was broken.

Wang Meng stretched out his hands, showing his war spirit and supernatural powers.

"The Spear of War Intent!"

Wang yelled furiously, with a strong fighting spirit and aura, forming a huge fighting spear in front of him. It just appeared, and it attracted everyone's attention.

This is derived from the spirit of war and possesses infinite power.

Not over yet, with a "swish", Wang Meng also summoned the Natural Flying Sword, letting it float on the edge of the Spear of War Intent.

After everything has taken shape, he will face the six elders of the demon race who are running away.

Crack~

Crack~

Everywhere I pass, the space is shattered.

Wang Meng is extremely capable, this spear of fighting spirit, condenses his current skills.

Huh!

The Spear of War Intent was extremely fast, and it immediately reached the sixth elders of the Demon Race, and was about to penetrate all the defenses of the sixth elders of the Demon Race.

The six elders of the Demon Race knew that they couldn't resist, and the devilish energy all over his body thickened and turned into a spear, and they confronted Wang Meng.

Dang!

There was a loud noise, and the two faced each other perfectly.

Wang Meng's spear of fighting spirit and natural flying sword, the two merged, invincible, and instantly defeated the attack of the six elders of the demon clan.

The spear of fighting spirit gradually enlarged in his eyes.

The six elders of the Demon Race saw the spear of war intent penetrate his head with his own eyes.

"..."

With a scream of horror, the sixth elder of the Demon Race was completely injured.

Wang Meng did not let go of this good opportunity, and came quickly, and the "boom" was another punch, and the huge shadow of the fist full of killing air fell on the body of the sixth elder of the Demon Race.

"Puff..."

The sixth elder of the Demon Clan screamed again, and his body flew out and slammed into a giant mountain range behind him. The giant mountain range suddenly couldn't bear it, and cracks appeared.

It collapsed completely.

"Your physical body is very strong? Well, today I will kill you thousands of times, to see how long you can survive."

In Wang Meng's eyes, a fierce glow flickered.

Wow!

Leading to throw the golden bricks over, the speed was so fast, and instantly came to the front of the six elders of the Mozu.

Boom!

The sixth elder of the Demon Clan was seriously injured and couldn't resist Wang Meng's attack at all, and was hit hard by Wang Meng with a brick.

Puff...

The six elders of the Demon Race suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the breath all over his body was wilted.

"Your strength, but so."

Wang Meng snorted coldly, holding the golden coffin in his left hand and the primitive natural tree in his right, and rushed towards the sixth elder of the Demon Race.

Boom!

Wang Meng slapped the Erjin's coffin with a blow, and the sixth elder of the Demon Race was shot directly under his body, and his whole body became distorted.

"Continue!"

The king roared fiercely, rushed over quickly, and hit the body of the sixth elder of the Demon Race with another blow.

Cracking!

Wang Meng started a fierce attack.

In a short while, the sixth elder of the Demon Race was dying, and he weakly shouted: "Wang Meng, you killed me, the Demon Race prince will not let you go."

"Don't let me go?" Wang Meng sneered: "It's just right to let me go. I'm thinking about letting him go."

Huh!

Wang Meng flexed his finger, and naturally the flying sword appeared, floating in front of Wang Meng.

Natural Flying Sword aimed at the Sixth Elder of the Demon Race. As long as Wang Meng thought, the Natural Flying Sword could easily enter the body of the Sixth Elder of the Demon Race, and let him die.

"Wang Meng, are you really going to kill me?" The sixth elder of the Demon Race backwards in horror. Under Wang Meng's move, he felt the approach of death.

"Of course! Kill you!"

Wow!

Wang Meng didn't say a word of nonsense, naturally the flying sword pierced through the space and came in front of the sixth elder of the Demon Race, and he was about to pierce through his body.

"Ah... the big prince save me!" shouted the sixth elder of the Mozu.

Almost at the moment when his shout fell, Wang Meng frowned and felt a tyrannical fluctuation that was crazily overflowing from the head of the sixth elder of the Demon Race.

"Are there any masters?"

Wang Meng exclaimed.

The action in his hand didn't stop, naturally the flying sword flickered cold and cold. No matter what, Wang Meng would kill the six elders of the Demon Race, and he would not miss such an opportunity.

"Enough!"

Boom...

A loud noise, coupled with a voice full of anger.

Then the space above the head of the sixth elder of the Demon Race trembles violently, and then torn apart, a stalwart figure walks out of it.

Wang Meng stared at this man.

A black armor, long hair, sword eyebrows and star eyes, the whole body is full of majesty.

There is a kingly demeanor.

As for this person, Wang Meng was able to feel at a glance that his status and status were definitely the top class among the demons.

"You are Wang Meng?" the majestic man shouted.

"Hmm!" Wang Meng nodded.

The sixth elder of the Demon Race also looked at the man at this time and shouted excitedly: "Grand Prince, save me."

"The big prince?" Wang Meng frowned when he heard the words, staring at the majestic man and shouting: "Are you the Demon Jiuyou?"

"Yes! He is Mo Jiuyou." With a soft drink. Qing Luo came to Wang Meng at this time and stared at Mo Jiuyou and shouted: "You are really mean and shameless. You still want to kill me regardless of brotherhood."

"Huh!"

In the face of Qingluo, Mo Jiuyou snorted coldly, disapprovingly said: "Brotherhood? For my Mo Jiuyou, those who are loyal to me are brothers and those who are loyal to me are the enemy."

"Qing Luo, you are my sister with blood, don't blame me, I didn't give you a chance, now it belongs to me, I can forget the past." Mo Jiuyou shouted.

"What if I don't?" Cheongna gritted her silver teeth.

"I just said that those who are not loyal to me are enemies."

"It's really cruel." Wang Meng shook his head. It was the first time that he saw a fierce person like Mo Jiuyou, who even killed his own sister.

"Not cruel! How can you become a demon god?" Mo Jiuyou's eyes were full of cold killing intent.

Then he looked at Wang Meng and shouted: "You are Wang Meng, a friend of that Demon Emperor, right? I have heard of you. Recently, you are not small in the world of Tianyu, and you are the former prince of the Wang family."

"I know that you will come to the Demon Race, but I am really curious. You are not so courageous, and it is hard for you to save Demon Emperor and Zi Yan. Wang Meng, what is your ability?"

"The Devil Emperor and Zi Yan are my brothers, and the little Devil Boy who blocked your way. That is my nephew. Devil Jiuyou, the future demon **** of the Demon Race, does not have your share."

After Wang Meng finished speaking, he felt the crazy killing intent in Mo Jiuyou's eyes.