Super Master

The brilliance of the two hundred Demonic Knife began to dim.    

Yue Feng seemed to have suffered internal injuries, and his physical and mental energy were almost exhausted.    

At this moment, King of Hell seemed to be nearing the end of his life.    

Sect Master of Luo Hun Sect and Yan Luo had already jumped down from the palm.    

The Eastern Emperor Bell above his head shone brilliantly, the demonic energy behind him overflowed into the heavens.    

The two did not seem to fuse together, but formed a very tacit understanding.    

"Hehe, I never thought that your attacks would be able to heavily injure my Divine Beasts to this extent."    

"Now, it's my turn."    

As soon as he finished.    

"Shua!"    

Yan Luo instantly appeared in the middle of the group.    

Then, it was like being pressed down by a mountain.    

The few of them were shocked.    

"Boom boom boom!"    

The monstrous demonic energy suddenly gushed towards them. The enormous pressure seemed to pinch at their necks, and could even suffocate them in the next second.    

However …    

"Mirror Flower Moon and Water Moon."    

The scene in front of him vanished, and the few people who had been lying on the ground also disappeared.    

At the same time, everyone's figures appeared in front of King of Hell.    

"Flame Dragon's Breath, explode!"    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

A fireball suddenly shot out, as if it was spewing out from the mouth of a huge dragon, directly engulfing a hundred zhang tall King of Hell.    

He continued to sweep forward, directly traversing through half of the desert.    

Yan Luo's figure was also within the fiery light.    

"How are you doing?"    

Only then did Yue Feng turn around, the Nine Souls Needle shot out from his sleeves and pierced their acupoints.    

Just now, Yue Feng had used himself as bait to make Yan Luo underestimate his opponent.    

In reality, he had used the Water and Moon Mirror to set up an illusion in preparation for King of Hell's final attack.    

The upper and lower stances of the Flame Dragon's Breath merged together to form this move.    

"No worries, it's just a small wound …"    

Zhuo Canghenn controlled his breathing, and the dark purple demonic qi on his body gradually dissipated.    

The others, with the help of the Nine Souls Needle, were slowly healing their injuries.    

However …    

Clearly, the enemy would not give them much time.    

"Boom …"    

With the sound of the bell, a huge sound wave exploded.    

The wave of fire that had cut through the desert was directly dispersed by the sound wave. It turned into small sparks that scattered in all directions.    

"Hur Hur Hur, I never thought that you would be playing dirty."    

"I underestimated you. However, the time of your death is nearing. "    

Yan Luo formed a seal with one hand, and a fierce wind with the other hand, condensed waves of demon aura into the heart.    

"Boom …"    

"Boom …"    

"Boom …"    

The sound of the bell rang out again. The sound waves were getting louder and louder as they swept over like crazy.    

The flames were completely dispersed by the sound waves, as the violent sound waves transformed into blades that attacked without distinction, continuously harvesting outwards.    

Cha cha-cha …    

The spot where the flames had dissipated revealed King of Hell's corpse.    

One skeleton after another was charred black and shattered. Before they had even landed on the ground, they had been minced to smithereens by the shockwave.    

The sound waves continued to travel towards Yue Feng and the others.    

Yue Feng first threw out a few overlapping waves in an attempt to slow down the speed of the sound waves.    

Subsequently, he slapped his palm, enveloping the people behind him like quicksand and using the Sand Swirl to escape.    

"If we can't kill him with that last move, we'll all die here."    

Yue Feng muttered.    

Right now, he only had one last move left, the Berserk Dragon Prison.    

However, he was not sure.    

"Mr. Yue, everyone attack together! If you die, we die together!"    

The Xuan-yuan Sword in his hand buzzed, as if responding to his fighting spirit.