Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

In the army of the Demon Palace, with the addition of three ten-winged Demon Emperors, their auras had increased by quite a bit. On the other hand, on Long Bufan's side, the pressure on them had naturally increased exponentially, and their advancing speed had also become a lot slower in an instant.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

Sensing that Mo Lie Yun and the others were coming over, Long Bufan's eyes flashed with a fierce light. The AK-47 in his hand was pointed straight at the three Demon Emperors, and the zhenyuan in his body surged. He madly pulled the trigger, shooting out hundreds of photoelastic in an instant.    

    

"Second move of Phantom Berserk Blade, Whirlwind!"    

    

Mo Lianyun's gaze was cold and harsh. As he waved the black long knife in his hand, a powerful dark energy exploded forth from it and quickly condensed into a black tornado, mixed with countless knife shadow s. It even erupted with an extremely strong suction force, constantly pulling at Long Bufan's incoming photoelastic.    

    

When Mo Lianyun made his move, the two Demon Emperors had also brandished their weapons, forming dark black light blades that whistled through the sky as they attacked the photoelastic that was shot out by the AK-47 in an orderly manner.    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

In a short moment, violent explosions resounded one after another in the air. Although the three Demon Emperors had easily blocked this wave of photoelastic, soon after, following the ear-piercing and resonant sound of gunfire, another large wave of black photoelastic s shot towards them in an earth-shattering manner. Once again, they successfully stopped the three Demon Emperors.    

    

Just like this, Long Bufan shot out with the AK-47 in his hand, firmly suppressing Mo Lianyun and the others. Not only did it prevent them from getting close, they could only defend.    

    

"Blame!"    

    

Facing the fierce attack from the AK-47, Mo Lianyun's face turned dark and he let out an angry shout. He who was unable to launch an attack knew the power of the AK-47 very well.    

    

"Black Flood Dragon, Blood Spirit, don't worry about them. Help everyone break through this heavy siege!"    

    

Although he was able to stop the three Demon Emperors by himself, Long Bufan did not have the slightest bit of arrogance. Instead, his eyes became more serious and he anxiously ordered the Symbol Spirit Puppet and Black Jiao to attack.    

    

As their attacks continued to penetrate deeper, the Demon Palace's army had already surrounded all of them. The densely packed black demon army was like a dumpling, surrounding all of them and killing them in the center area.    

    

"Yes, master!"    

    

Receiving Long Bufan's order, the Black Flood Dragon and Symbol Spirit Puppet immediately stopped their attack on the three Demon Emperors and abruptly launched an intense attack, annihilating the rapidly approaching Demon Palace's imperial guards, and then began to advance slowly and continuously.    

    

And as he slowly moved forward, the number of members in Long Bufan's army sharply decreased at an alarming rate. In the midst of his tragic screams, bloodied corpses continued to fall from the sky one after another.    

    

On the other hand, high up in the sky, the situation on the side of Mo Chen and the Violet Princess were also in a precarious situation.    

    

However, even though they numbered a little, the people following Mo Chen were all powerful eight-winged powerhouses of the combat power. Facing thousands of Four-winged Demon Generals and Six-winged Demon Kings, they still did not lose the match, and surrounded and protected the Violet Princess as they killed the Demon Palace soldiers that were trying to approach them.    

    

"Your Highness, if we don't retreat soon, when we run out of energy and stamina, the situation will only become dire." The leading man was a middle-aged expert with eight wings. His face was covered in blood as he asked Mo Chen, "What do we do now?"