"Boom!" another loud bang sounded at this time, it was a huge sound caused by Yan Yin rushing into the midst of the demon elders.

The alliance of the two supreme powers, it is impossible to say that it did not put pressure on the elders of the demon clan, because both Qian Yu and Yan Yin represent the top strength of the human race.

But what about them?

The top strength of the demon clan had been slaughtered by the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi after the first battle more than ten years ago, and there were less than twenty strong people left.

But will they give up?

No!

Even if they are desperate to lose their lives, they will not be able to give up, let alone retreat, no matter how strong the opponent they are facing.

This is a battle to the death, there is no way back, and every Demon Clan Elder has a strong will that is unmatched.

"Don't want to hurt my lord!" In the neat voice, the powerful power of the demon clan elders also burst out, pushing away Qian Yu and Yan Yin who were forcing towards Yun Qingwu in an almost violent way.

"The master of the thousand buildings has been forced to retreat?!"

"What's going on?"

Such a scene seems a little sudden.

The Saint Realm powerhouses and sect disciples below obviously didn't quite understand.

Because, this should not have happened, and it is also the power that the elders of the demon clan should not have, but the fact is that Qian Yu and Yan Yin were indeed pushed out for a full five steps.

In the world's "Strange Stories", there will always be some special records, such as the wonders of the Wind Valley outside the Han Ape tribe in the Southern Regions, and for example, the strange creatures in some regions.

And in addition to spectacles and strange things, there is also a category of wonders.

For example, when a child is crushed by a falling boulder in the rocks, an ordinary mother suddenly bursts out with a terrifying force and lifts the boulder up.

This kind of thing is rare, but it does exist.

Some people say that it is the power of maternal love, and some people say that it is a sudden burst of potential, but in fact, these things will have one thing in common, that is, will, strong and firm will.

And the current demon clan elders obviously have this will, they are not afraid of death, they are not afraid of strength, and they have only one thought in their hearts, to stop all those who are close to Yun Qingwu.

That's guarding.

Guarding the most important things in their hearts and not letting anyone touch them, this will to protect naturally gives them a strong strength to surpass themselves.

"Cloud Light Dance!" Unlike those shocked Saint Realm powerhouses and sect disciples below, Fang Zhengzhi was actually not surprised that Qian Yu and Yan Yin would be forced to retreat.

In fact, the moment he came into contact with the Demon Elders, he had already felt the strong and firm will in the hearts of these Demon Elders.

At the end of the battle, there is a confrontation between wills and wills.

Fang Zhengzhi will not retreat.

Because, in his heart, there is also a will, and in his heart, there is also a person to protect, so how can he retreat?

"Die!" Fang Zheng moved straight, his body was like electricity, and almost in an instant, he had already revisited the Demon Elders.

At close distances, you can even feel each other's heavy breathing.

"Yin!" The loud sound of the sword began again, but unlike the sword just now, this time, the traceless sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand did not stab straight forward.

It's a fierce exaltation.

In the martial arts of the Great Xia Dynasty, which was as small as the village and as large as the Fucheng, there has always been a very ordinary swordsmanship, and the name of the swordsmanship is "Splitting the High Mountain".

It can be said that this is a sword without any fancies.

However, Fang Zhengzhi used it at this time, and it could be seen that his hand on the hilt of the Traceless Sword was very tight.

Two hands, holding the hilt of the sword at the same time.

There was no hesitation in raising it, and then, without any hesitation, it was cut down.

This sword has no brilliant brilliance, no huge waves of mountains and tsunamis, only one point, will, the will to cut through everything.

"You can't kill the young master!"

"Can't be killed!"

The voices of the demon elders also sounded at this moment, their old faces and snow-white hair, but there was a kind of strength that came from within.

The traceless sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand slashed down.

At an extremely fast speed, with a touch of demonic purple, it slashed in the middle of the demon elders.

And the weapons in the hands of the demon elders also came up, although their strength was not as strong as Fang Zheng, and their speed was not as fast as Fang Zhengzhi, but they could use their bodies to resist the sword that was cut down, and at the same time, the weapons in their hands did not hesitate to stab towards Fang Zheng.

"Don't!"

"Young Emperor!"

"Fang Zhengzhi, I will never let you hurt the young master!"

"Kill her!"

"Kill Cloud Light Dance!"

All sorts of voices rang out at this moment, and it was hard to hear from whose mouth it was, but one thing was for sure, they all sounded at the same time.

No one paid any attention to anything else, because, at this moment, all eyes were completely focused on the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand.

The Traceless Sword was the first to hit the arm raised by a demon elder, and without too much blocking, that arm stopped directly in midair.

And then, the Traceless Sword slashed at the shoulder below the arm again.

Bright red blood splattered.

But at this moment, a silver-white hook finally stopped in front of the Traceless Sword, and from the bottom up, trying to pick the Traceless Sword off the shoulders of the Demon Elder.

A sharp and piercing crash sounded.

It's short-lived!

It was over in almost a moment.

"Click!" With a crisp sound, the silver-white hook broke, and was cut off by the Traceless Sword, along with the shoulder of the Demon Elder.

An excited sword roar emanated from the Traceless Sword.

Because, the tip of the Traceless Sword was already approaching Yun Qingwu who was standing behind the Demon Elder, and the distance was less than an inch, and the cold light on the tip of the sword had already begun to swallow forward.

Yun Qingwu's phoenix eyes also widened at this moment, and there seemed to be a kind of disbelief in his eyes, although this disbelief was hidden deeply, but it did exist.

"Ding!" A soft sound sounded again, and it was the sound of the long sword in the hand of a demon long sword stabbing against the blade of the Traceless Sword.

In addition to this long sword, on the other side, there was also a turquoise scimitar that was horizontal in front of the cold light of the tip of the Traceless Sword.

It's all happening in an instant.

Even these sounds are mixed with other sounds, for example, the light sound of this "ding", in fact, there is no gap between the crisp sound of the previous "click".

Of course, if there was one of these sounds that was enough to reach everyone's ears, it would be the sound of the sword coming from the Traceless Sword.

This sword roar caused the long sword on the Traceless Sword to bend, and then break again.

In the same way, this kind of sword roar will also pierce the emerald green long knife that stops at the tip of the traceless sword, and the cold light is swallowed, and the demonic purple is constantly slashed forward.

And just as the tip of the Traceless Sword was about to touch Yun Qingwu's chest, a snow-white petal suddenly fell from the sky.

Then, a sword appeared directly in front of the Traceless Sword.

It was a long sword that was as clear as snow, the hilt was snow-white, and the hand holding the sword was also slender and snow-white, but the snow-white scholarly robe on his body had been stained red with blood.

Wuwei Sword!

This sword belongs to Nangong Hao.

And now, this one is in front of the Traceless Sword.

All along, Nangong Hao's sword is very fast, doing nothing is doing something, from the sword to the sword, in terms of fast words, Nangong Hao has almost gone to the extreme.

"After all, it's still ......a little bit behind," Yun Qingwu's eyes looked at the two swords close in front of him, and the corners of his mouth let out a sigh again.

"A little bit, will it?!" Fang Zhengzhi naturally didn't expect Nangong Hao to draw his sword, because Nangong Hao was still under the control of Yun Qingwu.

However, Nangong Hao's sword ......

Can you really stop this sword of your own?

Fang Zhengcheng is uncertain.

So, how can Yun Qingwu be sure?

"Fang Zheng, get out of the way!"

"Boy...... Run, run!"

Just when Fang Zhengzhi was doubting in his heart, two eager voices also sounded, and he still heard these two voices roughly, the former was Qianyu, and the latter was ......

It's Yan Yin!

Whether it was Qianyu or Yan Yin, it was not too far away from him, which also made these two eager shouts very clearly enter his ears.

But why run away?

For a while, Fang Zhengzhi really couldn't react, but soon, he also had a little sense, that is, something seemed to fall above his head.

Sneak attack?!

Demon Emperor Angelica?

No, the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi should not be able to arrive, after all, in this case, it is impossible for the two old men Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi not to go all out, then, it should be impossible for the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi to arrive so quickly, at least, it will take ten breaths to be possible.

But how is it not the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi......

Is there anyone else above your head who might be able to do something to you?

Normally, there should be no, but the fact is that there is indeed an oppressive force pressing down, and Fang Zhengzhi even saw a shadow that was getting darker and darker under his feet.

A moment of hesitation, it can be said that there is almost no time wasted, but I don't know why, after a few thoughts flashed, the feeling of oppression above the head has changed.

From oppression, it has become a sense of crisis that is so strong that it makes people tremble.

"What the hell?!" Fang Zhengzhi didn't hesitate any longer this time, and directly took a step back, after all, he already felt that his scalp was a little numb from this sense of crisis.

"Boom!" a loud voice rang out.

Then, Fang Zhengzhi saw the Demon Clan elders who had originally stopped in front of him flying, splashing in all directions like "broken stones" that had been smashed open.

Firm will to guard......

Fall apart.

Some of them were sudden, so sudden that even if they were upright, they were a little surprised.

Of course, what surprised him even more was that the "black" that stopped between him and Yun Qingwu at this moment was not too huge, but it was enough for Yun Qingwu to block it tightly, and it also made the demon elders splash directly without even resisting.

"Stone?" Fang Zheng's gaze moved up slightly, and then, he also saw the truth of the thing in front of him, which turned out to be a stone about one zhang high.

It's very dark, there is not much dazzling luster, and there are no gorgeous lines, some are just a kind of ancient simplicity and vicissitudes.

Besides......

There is also a faint trace.

I don't know how many years have passed, but in the middle of the black boulder, there is a kind of coercion that shocks the soul, and it makes people's heads feel a sense of pain.

"Click!" At that moment, a soft sound came from the black boulder, and then, a crack appeared in the middle of the black boulder.

"Black boulders, traces...... Crack?" Fang Zhengzhi's mind was inexplicably shocked, and for some reason, a starry sky suddenly appeared in his mind.

In this starry sky, there are huge black chains intertwined in the air, and there are black boulders connected by chains.

The breath of desolation, but with an eternal oppression.

It's a black boulder in the starry sky!

And the mark in the middle of the black boulder is the one left by the chains that lock the black boulder.

"The black boulder in the starry sky has landed...... In front of me?" Fang Zheng's eyes looked at the black boulder in front of him, as well as the cracks on the boulder that were spreading and spreading, and it was basically impossible to say that there was no shock at all.

"You're a little bit worse, it's not strength, it's luck, or rather, it's time ......" Yun Qingwu's voice came from behind the black boulder.

"Luck, time?" Fang Zhengzhi could understand the meaning of Yun Qingwu's words, and he also understood what Yun Qingwu was saying, but this feeling was very weird.

He didn't know if he should continue to discuss this topic at such a time, but he knew one thing, the crack in the black boulder in front of him was getting denser and denser.

It was like a spider's web, all over the black boulders, and it was getting denser, so dense that the rubble was almost in pieces.

So......

Is this thing going to explode?

Such a sentence flashed inexplicably in Fang Zheng's mind, and then, his footsteps also took two steps back again, keeping himself at an effective distance from the black boulder.

At the very least, he still had plenty of time to keep out all the broken black gravel when the black boulder exploded.

This is what Fang Zhengzhi thinks in his heart.

But for those Saint Realm powerhouses and sect disciples below, the black boulder that fell in front of them gave them an absolute shock and almost horror.

Because, from their line of sight, what they saw was not only the black boulder that fell between Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu, but the two ancient doors that had been completely opened, one blue and one black, in the sky.

In the deep darkness, a little starlight shines through it, twinkling and twinking, like a pair of open eyes, looking at the world below.