After saying this, he hurriedly waved his hand at the demon and shouted loudly: "Brother Han, who will kill the opponent first?"

The demon nodded: "Okay!"

Facing Mo Xiaozhu, a pseudo-mother standing quietly opposite, the demon said coldly: "Where are you hiding these days?"

Mo Xiaozhu seemed to have a natural awe of the heavenly soldiers in the last line of defense, especially in front of the ruthless demon wolf, who was even more cramped and uneasy.

With only a promise in his mouth, he held back for a while and said in a low voice: "The attack of the Dongying Kingdom and the Assassin Alliance is coming, and I will escort the children and leave first." ”

"They're so fierce, I'm afraid. ”

The demon said quietly, "Jin said that your flying sword is the most powerful of all the flying swords he has ever seen. ”

"The Jin family's courtyard and Dutian building are our homes. ”

"You can't even protect your home. ”

Mo Xiaozhu lowered his head and said softly, "I'm sorry." Brother Han, I'm ......"

The demon said softly: "Your fate with our last line of defense has ended, it is useless to talk more, sacrifice your flying sword." ”

Mo Xiaozhu shook his head quietly and said softly, "I don't want to fight." ”

The demon said coldly: "I can't help you. ”

After saying this, the demon clone up, raised his head and grabbed it, his five fingers were like hooks, and he went straight into Mo Xiaozhu's brain.

Mo Xiaozhu was motionless, did not fight back, and did not evade.

The moment the demon hooked his hand and touched Mo Xiaozhu's head, he suddenly withdrew this killing move, and his hand was crooked, and he plunged straight into Mo Xiaozhu's shoulder.

There was no mercy in this time!

The moment his fingers touched Mo Xiaozhu's shoulder, the azure flying sword on the back of Mo Xiaozhu's head burst out, as fast as lightning, killing the demon directly.

The corners of the demon's mouth turned up, and his eyes flashed with light.

"That's right!"

"What I want is your flying sword out of your body. ”

His body shook, dodged the killing of the flying sword, stepped up, and tore Mo Xiaozhu's throat with his backhand.

Mo Xiaozhu was still unmoved, closing his eyes and waiting for death.

Suddenly, a chain of light shot out from Mo Xiaozhu's chest, which was super fast, cutting straight into the demon's wrist.

The demon was in a moment, and his right wrist was parted, and the chain of light easily pierced the demon's wrist, with a puff of green blood mist, sprinkled on the martial arts training ground.

The demon was carried back by the huge penetrating force and moved back two steps, and Mu Ran looked at his wrist.

The thin holes of the thumb can be seen through each other, and the green blood flows, but there is no pain.

The head of the blood wolf on his left arm was lit up in an instant, and it glowed with blood.

The injured right wrist heals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's kind of interesting!"

The demon stepped forward with an arrow, his body conjured an afterimage, and he kicked Mo Xiaozhu's heart with his feet.

As expected, feeling the danger of the outside world, a flying sword flew out of Mo Xiaozhu's dantian and slashed horizontally on the head.

If this is realized, one of the demon's feet will have to be thrown here.

The demon had expected it a long time ago, and as soon as his body twisted, he took a wrong step and dodged away, but he was still one step slower.

The flying sword pierced his thigh, soared into the sky, and flew back to Mo Xiaozhu's dantian in an instant, disappearing.

Two green rays burst out of the demon's eyes, his hands tightened, and the afterimage suddenly rose.

The battle here was boring to watch, but the battle between Wang Huipeng and Ji Lingfeng was blood-pumping.

Both of them are amazing and brilliant young heroes, and they are both geniuses who have had adventures.

One is a direct descendant of the ancestors, who have been the top families in Shenzhou for 5,000 years.

The other is the existence of the peerless heavenly soldier equivalent to the last line of defense.

The two sides have already become fire and water, and the scene on the roll call stage is still vivid, as soon as they entered the ring, the arbitrator gave an order, and the two people started to fight directly.

Wang Huipeng had already been promoted to sect master, and he had cultivated the Immortal Sword Spectrum, so he didn't have any psychological pressure to deal with Ji Lingfeng at all.

However, Ji Lingfeng gave Wang Haopeng a big surprise as soon as he came.

The realm suddenly opened, and a peerless knife in Shaodian Mountain emerged from the mountain with a hilt.

Ji Lingfeng shook it with his backhand, and actually grabbed the handle of the knife from the realm.

With a slight twitch, a copper-colored treasure knife nearly one meter long jumped into his hand.

In the realm, the sword shines brightly, lighting up the heavens and the earth.

Ji Lingfeng's right hand slowly pulled out the treasure knife from the exit.

A dragon's roar pierced the sky.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and a red light swept the audience.

With supreme domineering in the light, looking at the world, Ji Lingfeng's figure was infinitely raised at this moment with the appearance of this treasure knife.

For a while, on the martial arts training ground, the famous swords and swords that were hanging on the backs of the various Holy Chosen and Martial Artists all had a sense of induction, and various sword sounds were heard.

"Kungo Knife!"

Wang Huipeng's body was shocked, staring at the treasure knife in Ji Lingfeng's hand, and shouted word by word.

It has been recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas.

"Two hundred miles west of Yishui, there is the mountain of Kunwu, and there is a lot of red copper on it. Jin Guo Pu Note: This mountain is famous for copper, the color is red like fire, and it is used as a blade, and the jade is cut like cutting mud.

The jade master Lu Zigang was able to carve a hundred horses on a jade wrench, because of the Kunwu carving knife cast in the red copper on Kunwu Mountain.

But it was a very small carving knife, and what Ji Lingfeng was holding in his hand was a peerless knife forged from real red copper.

Kungo knife.

Holding the Kunwu knife in his hand, Ji Lingfeng's confidence doubled, he looked at Wang Chaopeng coldly, and said in a cold voice: "After today, the title of the king of heavenly kings will have to be replaced." ”

"Wang Chaopeng, are you ready?"

Wang Huipeng snorted, and said in a mansheng voice: "The king of heavenly kings is a name that I have thought of for a long time, do you want this?"

"Is that a never-ending death?"

Ji Lingfeng sneered, narrowed his eyes, and the cold was overwhelming.

"That's right!"

Drink sharply in your mouth, drag your sword to the ground, hold the Kunwu knife tightly with both hands, infuse the internal force, dance the treasure knife, brush a few times, the knife is like a red maple leaf, sprinkled like pieces, gorgeous and picturesque.

Wang Huipeng restrained his smile, although the Kunwu knife was red, but the knife qi shot out was gloomy and cold.

With a slight tap, the seven swords carried and suspended on his body all flew up and hovered in the air.

"Here comes the sword!"

Wang Chaopeng stretched out his hand, the Qinghong sword was in his hand, his teeth were wrong, and his backhand was lightly swiped.

A sword light cut straight through!

Wherever the sword qi went, a long hole exploded on the ground.

A strange smile appeared on Ji Lingfeng's cold face.

Kunwu Knife: A huge sword gang was generated out of thin air!

The ground exploded, and a long crack cut out of thin air.

Wang Huipeng waved the Qinghong sword at will, swiped it lightly in front of him, pulled out two sword flowers, lifted them lightly, and sent them out.

The two cyan sword flowers grew larger in the air like ink lotuses, and immediately blocked Ji Lingfeng's sword gang.

"Boom!"

The sword flower against the sword gang, the air explosion is deafening, piercing, like a sound wave attack, which is very uncomfortable.

"Kill!"

Ji Lingfeng rushed forward, danced the Kunwu knife, and instantly attacked Wang Huipeng.

The confrontation between the two people has come and gone, and in just one minute, they have bombarded each other hundreds of times, which is thrilling to watch.

Ji Lingfeng is a famous sword through the ages, and Wang Huipeng is also a famous sword, both of them are masters of the sect master of the Baodan Realm.

The knife technique used by Ji Lingfeng is also the result of adventures in the ancestral god mountain, each knife is powerful and domineering, wide open and close, the knife must be killed, and the sword qi will disperse the whole audience, it is definitely a nirvana for the ages.

The Kunwu sword attack was enough to change the color of any sect master in Shenzhou.

For thousands of years, all kinds of martial arts have gone through thousands of years of great waves and sands, and those that have been eliminated and lost their inheritance have undoubtedly not been the killing skills of killing skills that can withstand the present and are still standing until now.

At this moment, Wang Huipeng stretched out his hand to summon a red sword from the air in his hand, and after drawing several circles in the air one after another, the head of the red sword was raised, and the sword move changed abruptly.

The sword aura in the air is vertical and horizontal, and the sword flowers are blooming, like falling flowers in late autumn, dazzling.

Ji Lingfeng's eyes were red, and the Kunwu knife in his hand was wrapped in a row, cutting through one sword flower after another, with a dozen hilts and a deviation from the tip of the knife, the sword flowers were picked together one by one.

Backhanded, fly back and send out!

Countless sword flowers are mixed with two swords, which seem to be dazzling, but in fact they are murderous.

Wang Huipeng's swordsmanship is unfathomable, and it has already reached a realm that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

A soft snort.

"Here comes the sword!"

With his left hand, he grabbed a white sword in the air, flipped his wrist, and spilled a wall of sword qi.

The two swords were staggered, one flew back, straight up into the air, and rushed down, and the two swords went straight through Ji Lingfeng's head.

The sword aura suddenly rose.

Ji Lingfeng shouted, Kunwu knife in hand, slashing into the sky, slashing nine times in a row, and the knife qi rose wildly.