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"I deserve it." Princess Chifu turned his eyes fiercely at his brother who was kicked away and said snorting, "If you don't understand, don't compare. Our Lord Demon Flame and His Majesty the Demon God's father are kind and filial sons. They are the heirs of the orthodox throne that will be the devil god sooner or later. As for rebellion and usurpation of the throne? Your Lord Demon Flame did this to prove his ability to the whole hell. He is not a second-generation ancestor who only relies on his father to take power."

After pausing, Princess Chifu looked at Wang Yan with a flattering look and said in a coquettish manner: "Your Highness Demon Flame, are you right?" But he was thinking to himself, I, as your highness's main wife, must know how to understand the righteousness in the future.

"Something makes sense." Wang Yan gave her a compliment and thought to himself that he was at least better than her brother.

"Thank you for your praise." Princess Chifu's body softened and took the opportunity to fall into Wang Yan's arms. He blinked his watery eyes and said, "I will definitely continue to work hard and always be ready to share your worries for you."

Hey hey, you girl, don’t be able to get more and more frustrated. This is in public. What should I do if Sister An Ge sees it? Wang Yan hurriedly slapped the princess with a slap. Unexpectedly, after she whispered twice, her face turned red, her whole body trembled, and her eyes were full of spring: "I, thank your highness for the gift."

Wang Yan was gasping for air conditioning. He was probably helpless when he abused this girl.

Sure enough, the commotion on Wang Yan's side attracted the attention of some people. For example, the Dark Saint, who stared at Wang Yan from a distance, seemed very unhappy. This shameless bad guy actually flirted with the maid in public?

If he hadn't been concerned about the overall situation in his heart, he would have to let him see it carefully. What is the wrath of a saint?

In addition, Princess "Dark Song" seemed to pay special attention to Wang Yan's side, and looked at him a few more times when she saw the abnormal situation. She did not show anything. After all, this kind of behavior is common among the demons, and even the most absurd and shameless people are seen.

Of course, if she knew that it was Wang Yan, it would be unknown what reaction she would have.

At this time, Wang Yan quickly changed the topic: "Camu, what you mean is that the army of Rado has advantages, but may not necessarily win?"

Camus took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Asmod, the leader of the evil spirit, is a new generation of fallen angels grown on the Death Holy Tree. His qualifications and potential are rare in a thousand years, and his understanding of the law of death is unfathomable. Before the appearance of the Dark Saint, he was regarded as the heir of His Majesty the Demon God Samael. If this is a team battle of thousands, the winning rate between the two sides will be 55. But..."

"I understand." Wang Yan's eyes closed slightly, his face was slightly solemn, and he was looking forward to it in his heart. Asmod, the leader of the evil spirit, is looking forward to your next performance.

The other young and handsome men on Earth surrounding Wang Yan were also full of expectations, wanting to see how Asmode won the final victory in this obvious disadvantage.

Young heroes from the earth, like dark elves such as Camus, are wearing heavy and wide black full-body armor, which makes people unable to distinguish between race and origin. In the eyes of others, they are just a group of personal guards of His Royal Highness Demon Flame.

The battle in the venue suddenly started.

Prince Redo seemed a little impatient and commanded his army to launch an offensive against Asmod, the leader of the evil spirit.

Eighty heavy guards formed a square formation, held up their shields, and advanced heavily to the enemy. Twenty Yan Prison slaughtermen, controlled the Yan Prison Demon Dragon under their crotch, slowly flew to the sky, guarding the two wings of the heavy guard.

Twenty pairs of huge legendary magic dragon wings almost covered half of the venue's sky, and the atmosphere was depressing and fierce.

Enemies with insufficient courage will be scared to death under such crushing battle formations.

“Haha~”

In the VIP seat in the stands, the Great Demon King Lei Xiu, one of the great devils under the command of the Demon God, couldn't help but laugh proudly, "Myer Lei Duo has grown up. With his own military strength, he set up a dignified battle formation, squeezed the opponent's living space, and forced the enemy to take the lead in launching a charge, thereby crushing and exploding the enemy. Good, good tactics!"

The comments of the Great Demon King Lei Xiu naturally attracted the lords of the Purgatory Demon Clan around him to flatter him, saying that Prince Leido would definitely easily crush the leader of the evil spirit this time, and would even be very likely to win the championship of the Hell Conference.

The Great Demon King Lei Xiu waved his hand modestly: "The champion is impossible, it is exclusive to His Royal Highness Demon Flame. However, if that little brat, Rado, can win a few games, I will be comforted by old worries."

But he didn't agree with it. The boy Demon Flame voluntarily gave up the ace troops of the Flame Prison Slayer and the Heavy Guard, and wanted to use a group of slave legions to prove his abilities.

In this case, it’s a big problem to win the championship.

However, it is precisely because of this that his son Redo is cheaper.

The Great Demon King Lei Xiu was secretly proud. After Lei Duo achieved excellent results, he beat the snake and went up with the stick to pray for resources from His Majesty the Demon God, so that Lei Duo could become a demigod and demon king as soon as possible.

For a moment, he thought of the Night Evil Demon King in the Dark Demon Realm, and everyone is also the Great Demon King. Why did the son born by that old thing become a demigod early? Lao Tzu Lei Xiu's son is also not a vegetarian, but is born with thunder and fire twins.

The battlefield continues.

Under Redo's tactics, Asmod's 100-man army has been suppressed to only one-third of the field. If there is no action, it will be crushed to death by the heavy guard.

But the problem is that most of Asmod's subordinates are composed of Death Knights. They are strong, fearless and invincible in sprinting. However, it is not wise to use the Death Knight to attack the famous heavy guard, not to mention using the egg to hit the stone, at least it is extremely unwise.

No matter how you look at it, it will be a dead end for Asmode.

However, Asmod moved. He controlled the nightmare beast under his crotch and walked lightly towards the heavy guard. The six pairs of ink black wings on his back were raised high, demonstrating the identity of the six-winged fallen angel.

He went to fight alone.

The attitude was so calm, as if walking in the back garden of your home.

"Stupid!" Prince Leido's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of mocking, "Want to rely on his demigod's strength to be tough and tough on my 100-person legendary team? Haha, do you think my heavy guard is a vegetarian?"

Prince Leido, who was sitting on the Demon Dragon of the Flame Prison, waved his hand in an extraordinary momentum.

Suddenly, a team of heavy guards on the front line inserted a giant shield into the rock, held a spear in hand, raised their bodies backwards like giant human bows, and their entire body was filled with huge tension.

"Boom! Boom!"

Ten throwing spears broke through the air, and they instantly broke through the sound barrier and stirred up waves between the tangible and invisible on the spear. The speed and explosive power were extremely terrifying.

What is most desperate is that every throwing spear thrown by the heavy guard is filled with highly concentrated hellfire, which is full of penetration and also has powerful explosive power.

The power of each spear is probably even stronger than that of missiles on Earth. If you are hit on the front, you will be seriously injured even if you don’t die in the legend.

Demigod, so what about a demigod?

From ancient times to the present, there are countless demigods and demons who died in the hands of heavy guards.

Ten spears arrived a hundred meters in front of Asmod almost the moment they were thrown, even the demon god could not resist.

Many female audiences covered their eyes and couldn't bear to see the handsome and handsome Asmode being seriously injured.

However, Asmod did nothing.

A hundred meters beside him, a light ice-colored aura condensed. The aura was filled with a terrible chill of death, condensed with the floating frost of death.

His long hair suddenly raised, he raised his head, stared at the ten spears filled with hellfire indifferently. In an instant, the spears seemed to have shuttled into an invisible high-concentration medium, and their speed was ten times slower, and then a hundred times slower, until they seemed to be captured by invisible forces, staying ten meters away from Asmod.

The spear was filled with thick frost of death. The hellfire that filled the spear was like flames meeting water vapor, melting into the invisible.

"Crack ~"

The spears made of purgatory steel were broken into ice slags and sprinkled all over the floor.

"What?"

"This, this is impossible!"

Countless people at the scene expressed their amazement. The scene in front of them subverted their common sense and imagination. Even those old demon kings couldn't figure out how Asmod did it?

Is it just because of death chill?

When will the chill of death be achieved?

Asmod, who broke through the killing attack, had a relaxed and natural attitude, as if he had just dusted the dust on his body, and continued to control the nightmare beast under his crotch and walked forward with a tap.

It was as if the legendary team of hundreds of people in front of him were just a group of mustard ants, and he could destroy it with the wave of Asmod.

In the stands of the Hell Conference, there were bursts of tsunami-like cheers, especially many female audiences, who were fascinated by Asmod's peerless appearance and temperament.

"So amazing!" Camus said with emotion, "I haven't seen each other for many days. I didn't expect that Asmod's law of death has been cultivated to this level. He is worthy of being a peerless genius among the fallen angels."

"Old Sha!"

Wang Yan smiled at a black-armored man beside him and said, "How do I feel that this Asmoder can be more pretending than you?"

"snort!"

The black-armored man snorted coldly and stared at Asmode, as if he had found an opponent, and was very interested.

at the same time.

Asmod continues to move forward.

Prince Leido's face was extremely difficult to see. The opponent's strength seemed to be far beyond his imagination. His mood began to become manic: "So what about the demigod, so what about the demigod? I don't believe that he can fight against a hundred. Everyone, the whole army attacked and crushed him."

Military orders are like mountains!

The eighty-heavy guards, like eighty-heavy tanks, rushed towards Asmod. The heavy equipment on them seemed to have not affected their speed at all, but instead increased their imminent momentum.

In fact, this is the case. Every heavy guard is an elite of the Purgatory Demon Clan. It is much more powerful when sprinting than the Earth tank. It can smash the tank with a random collision.

Twenty slaughtermen of the Flame Prison also launched a sprint. The twenty or thirty-meter-long Flame Prison Demon Dragon was much more powerful than the fighter planes on Earth. The purgatory demon riding on it raised the dragon-slaying spear, which was extremely powerful.

Any slaughter of the Fire Prison here can fight against a fighter team of humans on Earth.

With such a violent aura, let alone an ordinary demigod, even at the level of a demigod, you have to retreat and avoid the edge for the time being.

If Asmod does not retreat, he will inevitably be crushed to pieces.

He moved.

The six black wings on the back suddenly showed their maximum momentum. The momentum of the demigod Fallen Angel was revealed in an instant, and the coldness of death fluctuated outward like a substance. All the existences shrouded in it felt the cold coming from the depths of the soul, their whole body was stiff, and their movements became dull and heavy.

"Swish!"

Asmod flapped his wings suddenly and rushed away like a meteor, with a long flame tail condensed by death chills behind him.

"Boom boom boom!"

Four or five legendary heavy guards were lifted away by the evil spear in the hand of Asmod. The heavy shield was split into pieces, and a layer of death frost was covered on the armor. After falling to the ground, they could not get up for a moment.

The heavy guardian square formation was actually penetrated by Asmode in an instant.

The other heavy guards and the Fire Prison massacre tried to stop them, but it was too late. Asmod was too fast, and they were affected by the chill of death, and their speed and reaction were 20 to 30% slower than usual.

Asmod, who broke through the heavy guard, certainly would not pause and continue to fight towards the target like a meteor.

Decapture tactics.

There is no doubt that this is Asmod's execution of the beheading tactic.
To be continued...