Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Night of the Broken City

Outside the gate of the Sword Forge City, there was a terrible beast roar. The voice was filled with extreme anger and tearing pain, and it looked like the Fire Qilin was badly injured.

Jiang Manlou, the Yue brothers and sisters, and the people in the city tower looked at the demon prince who was howling and transforming, and couldn't help but hold their breath with a solemn expression.

After the sword light of the falling word disappeared into the belly of the unicorn beast, immediately after, a long silver light suddenly appeared there. The light opened a crack in its abdomen through the red slices, and the red-red blood flowed from the sword marks.

The unicorn fell to the ground with a thud.

Where it fell, terrifying fireworks several people high ignited, and Lin'er, who had re-transformed into a human form within the fire, could be vaguely seen struggling and rolling.

Chenglou, Jiang Manlou and others looked at each other in astonishment.

Even though ten years ago, when he came out of the grinding chess game of life and death, he already had the cultivation of the Tribulation Realm, but the sword of Fang Cai was still very shocking!

There is nowhere to hide!

And choose to meet it head-on, but it can't resist the sword that cuts through the void! It is really a mortal sword, an invincible sword!

But the sword of Liluo also completely attracted the wrath of the demons.

There was a bloodline induction among the people of the demon clan, and the ten thousand demon tides that had originally retreated hundreds of meters away felt the supreme anger contained in the qilin bloodline, and began to howl angrily again, ready to move.

But the most angry is the noble phoenix in the night sky.

The wings burning with Nirvana fire slapped directly on the chest of the white-clothed sword, and the young city lord of the Sword Casting City, who was wounded in battle, spat blood from his mouth, and he tightly covered his chest like a burning fire, and was thrown to the city tower like an ant.

But the evil sword was inserted into the city wall.

The three of them jumped up and caught it.

Looking at the phoenix again, the torch's eyes locked on the figure that seemed to be in the last years of the wind and candle, and then opened his mouth to swallow a sea of fire.

It was like a waterfall of stout pillars of fire that knocked down the immortals in the starry sky, and several people could not embrac them. The flame touched the ground and swept through it in the blink of an eye, and both dust and rocks became its fuel.

The flames spread to the city walls, and the tall outer walls of the Sword-Forging City, made of limestone and stone, began to burn.

However, Liluo seemed to know very well that the power of Nirvana Fire was by no means comparable to that of Qilin Fire, and when the demonic flames poured head-on, he had taken the lead in taking off into the air, and the Edgeworth dodged away, facing the angry phoenix from a distance of ten zhang.

The princess of the demon clan who was born with phoenix blood ten years ago

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What a dazzling Tianjiao figure, as famous as the head senior brother Muyun Sword City. In the face of this kind of enemy, Liluo did not dare to take it lightly.

He has two swords.

The one-word sword was given to the prince of the demon clan, and the remaining sword was naturally left to the phoenix opposite. So the one-armed man lifted his sword twenty-four above his head and swung it vertically from top to bottom......

The two sword moves of the cross sword, there is no strength or weakness between the horizontal sword and the vertical sword.

They are like a fair dividing line, when the sky and the sea are separated, the coastline is the sword, and when the day and night are separated, the dusk is the sword. Now, in the countless nervous and urgent gazes of Sword Casting City, it was the sword that cut the phoenix's wings.

The second sword of the cross sword slashed down one of the cloud wings of the noble phoenix.

The severed phoenix wings instantly turned into a huge flame and smashed to the ground, but the phoenix seemed to vibrate with one wing and rushed towards Liluo without any effect.

Just when everyone was amazed, a raging fire suddenly appeared from the broken wings of a phoenix the size of a pavilion. The flame was born against the wind, and became more and more formal, and in the blink of an eye, it took on the shape of a phoenix's wings.

Yes, the phoenix with broken wings has reborn new wings.

Born from the fire!

As everyone knows, the phoenix, an ancient divine beast, was born with Nirvana fire, and there is still a lifetime after nine deaths, so how could it lose its life because of just one wing?

Liluo thought that he never dared to underestimate his opponent, but he didn't think that in the end, his unreserved sword still couldn't cause any damage to him......

He stepped on the starry sky, looking at the flames all over his body, fanning the phoenix flying in the hot hurricane, and his eyes suddenly appeared.

It shouldn't be this way!

Ten years ago, the grinding game of life and death grinded out a hundred years of body, and his cross sword can compete with the chess and sword double armor of one of the Ten Heavenly Manifestations. This princess of the demon clan is just a cultivator of the first realm, and the power of the pure shattered bloodline is too strong, and there is no too unattainable advantage in addition, how can the sword not hurt half a point?

Liluo narrowed his eyes.

After a hundred years of vicissitudes, his eyes looked a little cloudy, and he thought: The phoenix that has died for a lifetime has only been reborn from the fire, what does this fire and wings represent?

The answer is very simple, it shows that the princess of the demon clan is not the fire in the eyes of everyone, but was reborn in Nirvana in the process of that moment.

Resurrection from the dead!

For a fallen sword is not useless, nor can it kill the phoenix with a single sword,

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The only explanation is that the phoenix was reborn at the expense of Nirvana for the sake of the broken wings, costing a life.

"Is that so?"

There was no time to verify the inner guess, and the phoenix soared from the nine heavens to fall. The red, blazing wings of the flames swept by, and the starry sky suddenly seemed dim, as if a star had fallen.

The Falling Imperial Sword turned into a cold light, and the cloud wings slashed directly across the walls of the Sword Casting City. Then the walls broke, countless rubbles rolled down, and the towers toppled with them.

"Be careful. ”

The unsuspecting people of the castle tower, many cultivators fell into the sea of fire outside the city.

And those demons who were about to move finally couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, and the general summoned the seriously injured Lin'er to retreat and issued an attack order. Tens of thousands of demon tides rushed from the sea of fire with no scruples, with vengeful anger.

Compared with the previous wheel battle and even the first siege, this is undoubtedly the most ferocious.

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The earth trembled, and the demons roared all over the mountains.

The raging sea of fire, and countless pairs of strange eyes in the dark night.

Those cultivators who fell from the castle tower into the sea of fire did not have time to escape from the sea of fire, and they were instantly annihilated by the demon tide.

Jiang Manlou, who was barely able to stabilize his body on the tower of the Broken City, and the white-clothed young city lord Jian Fushen and the others glanced at each other wordlessly, and they saw in each other's eyes the determination of the last battle.

"Where are the disciples?" the sword snorted. With a gesture of his hand, the evil that had been inserted into the burning city wall flew back into his hand.

The three hundred sword servants on the city tower shook their spirits, and the mighty swords were held in the palms of their hands.

"The sword is in the city!

"The sword is in the city, the sword is dead, and the ...... is dead"

Mobilized before the war, the sword floated and sank without saying too many impassioned words. He's not good at these, so it's better to keep his strength to slay demons!

He was the first to jump into the fire sea demon tide under the city, and behind him were more than 300 sword servants and sword slaves in Sword Casting City......

Jiang Manlou's heart was agitated.

No matter who personally experienced the siege of tens of thousands of demon tides, they couldn't help but feel a stir in their hearts when they saw the magnificent scene of these sword cultivators in the city fighting to death.

As long as he still has a trace of blood.

The three of them raised the short sword in their hands and turned to look at the remaining scattered cultivators on the city tower: "Are you willing to fight against the water?"

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