LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.

LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
111.WIND SHORTAGE.


But he sank, making hand signals.


The seventh elder snorted and gripped his neck, lifting him off the ground. Xue Ningxiang started to choke and her hands slowed down.


“Crazy girl, you almost got me killed! Consider yourself lucky because you're still useful, or I've killed you.”


“Ning’er!”


Tan Wen Hong and Xie Tianyang stood up worriedly. The seventh elder mocked them, “Again, what are you called? Sit down, I'll deal with you in a minute! ”


Tan Wen Hong clenched his fists.


“Cough, cough, cough ..”


Xue Ningxiang coughed, looking at Tan Wen Hong with begging eyes, “Kill him, don't let him hurt my father ..”


“He-he-he, what a fat princess. You still thinking about your father?


Too bad these two boys have no way to kill me.


Once I return, I will make sure to wipe out the Xue clan for good!”


Tears flowed down Xue Ningxiang's cheeks.


Xie Tianyang's heart ached and roared furiously, “Olders of the Valley of Hell, does one of your stature even know what's a shame to raise your hand at a helpless girl?”


“He-he-he, there is no such thing as shame in the vocabulary of demon cultivators.” The seventh elder chuckled and turned to Tan Wen Hong,


“Bokah, you are just like this old man, stirring this girl's desire to fight with a few words.


I would consider you as my disciple if not for us being enemies!”


“You hurt my friend, so you must die in my hands!” Tan Wen Hong's tone was impeccable, “Xie Tianyang, prepare to attack!”


“But Ning’er ..”


“Ning’er... also agree.” Tan Wen Hong's eyes flashed with a sharp gaze.


Xie Tianyang felt cold as he looked at Tan Wen Hong, then saw the pleading eyes of Xue Ningxiang and sighed.


Xie Tianyang then shouted while making a signature.


The lightning dragon roared as it penetrated the seventh elder.


Tan Wen Hong, with her red eyes, also shouted and the phoenix behind her spread its wings.


This was the strongest force they had managed to unleash through their cooperation.


But for all this, the answer of the seventh elder was contempt, “Huh, I have already found this arrangement.


Without wind, just the two of you is nothing!”


Xie Tianyang gritted his teeth. Does our full-power attack mean nothing? Will we meet our end in his hands?


Furthermore, the Ning’er clan will be destroyed.


But Tan Wen Hong showed a nasty grin, “Who said we lack wind?”


His hand shifted through the signs and the seventh elder was swallowed by the tornado, turning his surroundings into a wind prison.


Then came the lightning dragon and the fire phoenix.


The explosion!


Fire and lightning mixed together, erupting in spectacular fashion upon coming into contact with the tornado, burning everything within it into nothingness. This display of strength was twice as powerful as their best attacks.


This time the older one should have died.


Xie Tianyang watched everything in confusion, “B-how ... a-what ..”


“How does the wind appear?”


Tan Wen Hong smiled, unlike someone who had just lost a friend,


“I told you before that I can't control a 5th class array alone and need the three of us to cooperate, right?