Chapter 1805 Rest in Peace!

The one to be killed is the demon!

The voice echoed between heaven and earth, like an invisible golden light, trying to disperse the demonic energy that permeated the sky.

At this moment, Luo Feng's heart was as firm as a rock, his eyes were determined, and they released light like stars.

How could he let go of another demon because of the threat of one demon?

According to the other party's logic, only Yan Moxie was allowed to be domineering in the territory of the human race, killing innocent people indiscriminately and doing whatever he wanted, but others could not touch him?

What an international joke!

Luo Feng didn't buy it at all.

The demons massacred the city, this kind of thing was not the first time Luo Feng heard of it. Today, if this demon is not killed, more innocent lives will die in his hands.

As for the so-called saying that Luo Feng killed Yan Moxie and caused the demons to massacre the city, there will definitely be rumors in the heavenly prison after today's battle, but Luo Feng doesn't care.

He has a clear conscience.

The souls of the ten innocent girls and babies who died in Zhaojia Village must be explained.

"No!" Yan Qisha went completely crazy, yelling wildly, and his voice was hoarse.

The azure blade flashed.

Puff!

Blood gushed out.

In a flash, Yan Moxie felt the breath of death coming, and used up the last bit of strength to move a little. In the end, another arm was cut off by Luo Feng, and he wailed in pain.

"Luo! Feng!" Yan Qisha gritted his teeth, and the phantom of the demon god in the air trembled wildly, and the whole space of heaven and earth was shaking.

In the end, he compromised.

"Let my son go, I owe you a favor." Yan Qisha spoke word by word, and said in a loud voice, "I am the master of the Nine Nether Peak of the Demon Clan."

Luo Feng seemed to have not heard Yan Qisha's words at all. Step by step, holding the Nine Li Holy Sword in his hand, he walked towards Yan Moxie.

"I can give you treasures, beauties, mythical pattern soldiers, and holy medicine!" Seeing Yan Moxie approaching death, Yan Qisha finally couldn't keep calm at all. He put down his arrogant posture and begged Luo Feng for mercy.

He couldn't bear to watch his son die.

This was his favorite son.

His life was far more precious than the cheap life of an ordinary person.

Luo Feng seemed not to hear all this, his eyes overlooking the struggling Yan Mo Scorpion on the ground.

"In your eyes, the life of an ordinary person is a cheap life." Luo Feng said coldly, "But I don't think your life is much more noble than theirs. In fact, in my heart, you are far less than one of their toes."

"Killing someone means paying with your life." Luo Feng waved his knife, "The spirits of the ten innocent babies in Zhaojia Village in heaven, see clearly, today, your Lord Luo will avenge you!"

Swish!

Luo Feng waved his knife and directly cut off the head of Yan Mo Scorpion.

The world became silent as a stream of blood splashed.

The blood splashed Luo Feng's white clothes red, which looked extremely conspicuous.

For a long time.

In the distance, a cheer sounded.

Excited and excited.

"Long live Lord Luo!"

"Rest in peace, children of Zhaojia Village."

"Tengcheng, for generations, will be grateful to Lord Luo."

"For those ten children who died in vain, Lord Luo was not afraid of the threat of the demon. Lord Luo, good job."

The blood boiled and they roared to express their excitement.

The phantom of the demon god seemed to freeze in the void.

Finally, Yan Qisha's voice was furious and crazy, "You will regret it, you will regret it!"

Luo Feng's eyes glanced at the huge phantom of the demon god in the void.

"If you have the guts, come to Tengcheng and kill me." Luo Feng challenged.

"You will die without a burial place." The phantom of Yan Qisha gradually dissipated...

"Just leave like this?" Luo Feng suddenly jumped up, and the Jiuli Holy Sword in his hand slashed at the phantom of the demon god that was hundreds of meters high.

"I'll take you there."

Luo Feng shouted, and at the same time, his eyes burst into golden light, and his thoughts turned into thunder.

Boom boom boom!

Luo Feng quickly captured the spiritual power hidden in the void, and with the force of thunder, he directly blasted the spiritual power to explode, and then, the phantom of the demon god hundreds of meters high also completely disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, the dark demonic energy disappeared, and the scorching sun shone brightly, reflecting the earth.

Deathland.

Demon race, Jiuyou Peak.

A black-robed figure suddenly spat out a blood arrow.

"Human race, Luo Feng!" This person was Yan Qisha, at this moment, his face was distorted, he screamed madly.

He had never hated it so much.

It was he who passed down the "Infant Corpse Skill" of Yan Moxie. Compared with Yan Moxie, the blood on Yan Qisha's hands was countless times more.

He had never felt that losing a loved one was so painful.

"Ah!"

Yan Qisha roared angrily.

He was extremely angry.

Especially, when his spiritual power was about to dissipate, he was intercepted by Luo Feng when he was recovering his body, which caused him to suffer some backlash and suffer some minor injuries.

You know, attaching spiritual power to Yan Moxie requires special techniques and special containers to carry it, which shows how much Yan Qisha loves this son.

However, today, he could only watch Yan Moxie being killed by a single blow.

"Send an order, intensify the attack, I want to massacre the city!" Yan Qisha roared at the top of his lungs.

Tengcheng.

The battle is over.

At this moment, many warriors came back to their senses and noticed that there were huge deep pits one after another here, and many of them were bubbling with water.

"Here, there were originally several towering peaks, but after this battle, they will become lakes." Jiuchi Laodao came over and couldn't help sighing. He glanced at Luo Feng and couldn't help but wipe a smile of pride, because this was his apprentice.

"One thought of Tianfeng, one thought of Canghai." Master Yan San couldn't help sighing.

Hearing this, Luo Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

One thought of Tianfeng.

One thought of Canghai.

Master Yan San's unintentional words seemed to touch Luo Feng's heart and made him realize something.

One thought... Transform everything!

Luo Feng seemed to realize something.

"I say, your last slash was really unnecessary." Yan Liumo smiled, "This is simply the shadow of the demon, and you slashed him to death."

Luo Feng smiled, but didn't say anything, "Nothing, I just wanted to disgust him."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

This battle finally succeeded in killing the demon, and everyone was happy.

Especially, when thinking of the unjust death of the ten innocent babies, if they didn't get rid of the demon, they might not be at peace for the rest of their lives.

"Well done." Yan Liumo laughed.

"Hey, Second Master." Luo Feng suddenly turned his head and looked at Yan Liumo, "The demon called himself Yan Qisha, and you are Yan Liumo. There shouldn't be any stories between you two that have to be told, right?"

"Bah!" Yan Liumo frowned and said coldly, "How could I associate with the demon clan? Go away, don't talk nonsense."

Everyone laughed again.

Ten minutes later.

Zhaojia Village.

In front of a pile of new graves.

Luo Feng held the head of the Yama Scorpion in his hand and threw it in front of the new grave.

"Children, please rest in peace. May there be no evil demons in heaven."

In front of the grave.

After paying homage, Luo Feng took out the strong liquor and drank a few gulps.

A sharp cold light flashed across his eyes.

"The human world is the training ground for the demons? You wait... The ending may not be what you wish."