Commanding Wind and Cloud

"your Highness."

Domonik hurriedly knelt on the ground with his knees, knocked his head to the ground and said, "His Royal Highness, your servant Domenlik sends his greetings to you."

The three younger generations of the Domon tribe, who looked arrogant and dissatisfied, stared hard at Mo Jin with eyes full of warning, bent down and knelt down on one knee to reluctantly salute Lucifer.

The two chiefs of the Mammon Demon Clan looked at each other and sneered. The Domon Clan is really inferior to the next generation. When it comes to the youngest generation, even the princess of the Lucifer royal family is ignored. They knelt down on one knee, with so much reluctance. Don’t they know who gave them their power?

Lucifer Liushui stared coldly at the three Domons who knelt on their knees. He had heard that the Domons had defected to the Prince's side. Judging by the attitude of the younger generation, it should be true.

"Get up." Lucifer Liushui didn't even look at Domenic, a short-eared tribe couldn't make waves.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Great and Respected Princess." Domonik climbed up from the ground in fear, causing the three young Domons behind him to disdain, even if it is the princess of the Lucifer royal family? Elder and big devil, why do you need to be so humble.

"Torrent Mirror!"

The three young Domons shouted coldly at the same time. Standing in the center, the demons, who were slightly thinner and with sunken eyes, took a step forward and stared at Mo Jin: "If you see the elders of the Domons, why don't you come to worship!"

The other two young demons of the Domon tribe smiled at the same time, and this time they returned the words of the torrent flying mirror to the half-blood demon, letting him know what it means to be powerful.

"Domong tribe? What kind of rotten tribe is that? I haven't heard of it." Mo Jin pulled out his ears: "I have the noble blood of Lucifer flowing in my body. Do I need to kneel down to an elder of a tribe I have never heard of?"

Domenic was taken aback when he was about to straighten up just now, this half-blood demon is too arrogant! How dare you ignore the existence of the Domon tribe? Even the demons with ten bloodlines dare not do this! Who do you think you are?

"Dommon Sato." Domon Rick said coldly with a gloomy face: "Ben Elder, today I want to meet the half-blood demon who can make even the patriarch of the Mammon Demon Clan mobilize. I didn't expect him to be so arrogant. Dare to insult the great Domon Clan. Give me a hard lesson and let him know how great the Domon Clan is."

"Yes, respected Elder Demon."

The young Duomeng demon who spoke first walked forward slowly empty-handed, and the fighting spirit in his body swelled and swelled, reaching the state of the third battle of killing demons in one breath. In the words of the demons, it is already the third level and the third level!

tough! An ordinary demon, who looks only thirty years old, is actually a third-tier and third-tier demon slayer! The two chiefs of the Mamen Demon Clan nodded repeatedly. It seems that the Domon Clan must have obtained a new secret method of grudge, otherwise it would be impossible for such a young demon to rise to such a level.

"I'm coming!" Fentu Kuangge jumped out one step ahead of his energy.

Domon Sato looked at Fentu Kuangge suspiciously, this demon has green skin? The one with thinning hair is very pitiful. I am afraid that they are the lowest level of the wilderness tribe of the demons.

However, most of this tribe has problems with their brains and intelligence, and their appearance is very ugly. The whole tribe does not have powerful fighting qi secrets, let alone blood power, and belongs to the lowest level of the demon tribe.

"You? A waste of the wasteland clan, dare to challenge the great me, the great Domon?" Domonsat's face showed incomparable contempt. The wasteland clan looks like he is only twenty years old, so what if he is fifty years old? The Wastelanders will always be trash!

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with the heads of the wilderness people." Domon Sato raised an arm: "Do you need me to give you an arm? Young wilderness fools?"

Subduing the demons... Subduing the demons... Fighting the demons! Three levels one level!

The tyrannical Dazhenjin Dou Qi surged out from Fentu Kuangge's body, and Dou Xin puffed up between his eyebrows a little bit, infinitely elevating the humble aura of the Ken royal family.

This... Domon Sato's complexion suddenly changed, three levels one level? How can this be? He is the trash of the Ken royal family! And judging by his age, I'm afraid he is only twenty years old, right?

Domenic almost bit off his tongue in surprise. Is this still a wastelander? So young, third class? Lucifer Liushui, where did you find such a weird deserter?

The eyes of the remaining two young Domons also lit up in shock at the same time, it was too shocking! If it was other demons, such a sudden appearance would shock the demons for a while. How could such a freak appear in such a lowly tribe like the Desolate Reclamation Clan?

Fentu Kuangge slowly spread his arms and moved his shoulders with a sneer: "Are you sure, let me have an arm?"

Domonsat's surprised face suddenly became a little stiff. There is a gap between the third and third floors, but the gap is not enough to let an arm pass.

"Why? Don't you dare?" Fentu Kuangge's words were full of disdain: "I don't need you to let me!"

The voice fell! Fentu Kuangge's fighting spirit exploded under his feet, and the dust rose to form a lotus flower, pushing his body towards Domon Sato at a high speed. The speed and ferocity seemed to turn into a bull in heat in an instant.

bang bang bang!

Every time Fentu Kuangge took a step, not only the lotus-like smoke and dust erupted under his feet, but also the roar of a war drum. Domon Sato had a feeling that what rushed was not a magic warrior, but a group of Zhence Dynasty death squads wearing heavy armor!

Fentu Kuangge's speed was very fast, and he had already rushed in front of Domonsat in a blink of an eye, raised his hand and stretched out his five fingers, the joints were slightly raised, like the back of a gun, and more like the blade of a knife, changing back and forth in two weird ways, the grudge flowed between the palms and made a faint hissing sound, like a sword and spear attacking.

Slash to the ground!

Fentukuangge Dazhenjin Douqi is composed of holy-level fighting skills inherited from the place of energy, smashing the ground, piercing the eyes of Domon Sato, and an aura that never returns completely bursts out from the body.

Domonsat's skin was sensitive enough to feel that the incoming blow was extraordinary, and he instinctively wanted to avoid it, but at the right time, he heard a cold, disdainful snort from Qian Jin, as if mocking him for not daring to fight head-on in the face of a demon from the wasteland clan.

Would I be afraid of a trash from the wasteland? So what if it's the third level? The third level and third floor of this demon! Domonzat's chest was full of arrogance, and he turned his wrist and held his right hand with five fingers, forming a strange shape, as if the hammer was not a pure solid hammer, but an empty hammer, and with the turning and rolling of his arm, it met the palm of Fiantu Kuangge.

Head-to-head? Duomenlik's eyes are full of complacency. After all, a barren tribe is a headless Luken tribe, and they want to fight against the magic warriors of the Domon tribe?

Fentu Kuangge's wrist twitched suddenly, and the straight arm turned like a gun body full of elasticity, brushing Domon Sato's empty hammer and rushing past, and the body shrank down suddenly at the same time!

In an instant, Fentu Kuangge was like a blooming lotus, and it changed back to the flower bud before it bloomed again. The whole movement was natural, as if it was showing to the demons that the angry lotus was blooming at night, and it would all be closed again.

This side, a close! It was perfectly natural, and it was clearly within the attack range of Domonsatt, but it would not be attacked at all.

This is? Domon Sato could no longer retract the hammer, so he pressed his elbow directly to find an angle to attack the back of Fentu Kuangge's head.

Suddenly! The burning song that closed the petals broke out again the next moment it shrank! As if after a long night of waiting, the sun rose in the morning, and the angry lotus bloomed again! Like, a golden angry lotus!

It's obviously not a golden Dou Xin, but the Dou Qi that blooms is full of golden light!

It's broken... The moment the thought flashed in Domonsatt's mind, Fentu Kuangge's palm was already pressed on his chest.

Tie Niu grudges! Block me! The muscles of Domon Satuo's body tensed again and again, and the body-protecting fighting skills broke out perfectly at this moment, integrating the body like an iron plate, as if everything in the world would become fragile in front of this body-protecting fighting skills.

Block it! Block it, my feet are here! Domon Satuo's self-confidence soared, as if he had seen the moment when he blocked the attack and defeated his opponent.

"Defeat me!"

Fentu Kuangge was also full of confident words, and at the same time, the bones in Domonsattor's chest shattered, and the severe pain seemed to tear his entire body apart, and the fighting spirit of the body-protecting fighting skills was completely torn apart.

How can this be? Listening to the sound of his own bones breaking, Domon Sato was shocked and his heart soared fiercely, am I hurt? Don't even think about it!

The tyrannical ferocious will completed the attack of raising his legs and pedaling, and the huge footprints were imprinted on Fentu Kuangge's chest perfectly, causing a muffled sound like a war drum, boom!

boom! There was a pain in the sole of Domon Sato's foot, as if the kick was not on the demon body's chest, but on a solid steel plate! The forceful impact sent his already receding body flying upside down, and the whole demon rolled on the ground several times before it came to a complete stop.

call!

Fentu Kuangge raised his hands and rubbed his stinging chest and let out a sigh of relief. He stared proudly at Domon Sato who fell on the ground. Under the combination of Dazhenjin Douqi, he was like a real sword. Was it blocked by your body protection skills?

"This...how is it possible?" Domonsat wanted to get up, but the severe pain caused him to fall to the ground again, his words were full of incomprehensible taste, his own kick was also a kick with all his strength, and the steel plate could be bent by kicking, why did this demon take two symbolic steps back and it was over? Not even a broken bone?