Chapter 393: Demon Fall
At the last moment, the shouts of the Wind Killer overwhelmed the roaring wind and sand like thunder, and with the sand and dust rolled up on the flat ground frantically, Feng Jueyu held the Chaos Dagger in his hand and killed everyone from behind. Under the bleak wheel of fire, there is the dazzling emerald green true element, like lightning like light, Feng Jue Yu, holding a divine soldier chaos dagger, like a god descending to earth, in the dazzling sunlight looks extraordinary.
At this moment, both the offensive and defensive sides were exhausted, and only the old demon of Xingkun relied on regaining his qi armor to easily intersperse under the siege of several masters, smiling and waiting to recover his strength after overpowering the cold poison in his body and killing everyone on the spot, after all, he was a real master, and only recovering even a little physical strength would be a fatal threat to Feng Jueyu and others.
It was because he had never looked down on Feng Jueyu and the others until the Chaos Dagger appeared......
The Chaos Stone Forge of the True Dragon's Fire has a rich aura, full of terrifying power, Long Ao originally planned to recover some more strength, and forge a terrifying artifact, but unfortunately at the moment of crisis, he couldn't think about it so much, a mouthful of dragon breath sprayed out, the Chaos Dagger because of the blade, in fact, it looks like the Chaos Dagger is ordinary thrown in a pile of blades and can't pick it out, but after all, the material used is Chaos Stone, once the blade is opened, the sharpness is far more than the too Xuan ordinary.
"It's ridiculous, you want to use a broken dagger to deal with the emperor, you ......"
Xing Kun didn't look down on Feng Jue Yu at all, after Rao is cultivation was reduced to only the Divine Martial Quadruple Realm, after Duan Wuxian almost consumed all his physical strength, the three of Feng Jue Yu would still not be his opponents, seeing Feng Jue Yu holding a dagger and killing him, Xing Kun could have been disdainful, but when Feng Jue Yu approached, Xing Kun finally felt the threat from the gods of heaven and earth.
"Damn it, Chaos Stone!"
The old devil deserves to be the old devil, such a high-end object can be seen at a glance, but when he saw it, it was too late, and there was plenty of time to dodge, but unfortunately he was buried by his own hands, looking at the yellow hood that was more dazzling than the sun, the head and face were split, and the blade did not reach the mangfeng to sweep the face, and the old devil turned pale at the moment: "Bastard surnamed Feng, you dare to ......"
"Die!"
How could he easily let go of the opportunity that he had finally gotten, Feng Jueyu didn't say a word, holding a short dagger in his hand, his wrist trembled slightly, and wisps of the cold sword of the remnant sun slashed out from his hand.
Swish!
The old devil retreated, unfortunately his cultivation was already low to the extent that it could not be lower, and he encountered a wind killer who was known for his speed, and this sword slashed his protective qi armor.
Hearing only a swish, there was no hindrance in the entry of the sword, even Long Ao never thought that a chaotic dagger that had been refined to cripple by himself actually contained such a powerful destructive power, there was no doubt that the qi armor was cut in half like tofu.
"Good!"
There was no cracking sound like a chip, and the thick aura light instantly dimmed, and immediately dissolved into nothing at an extremely gratifying speed.
The qi armor was no longer there, the old demon's body was in front of him, Duan Wuji, Ding Shang, and Wang Jiutong seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and they all roared and ran towards the old demon.
That dagger not only cut off the old demon's qi armor, but also severely damaged Xing Kun's demon sense, and spit it out fiercely, and Xing Kun's body shook three times at once.
That is, at this moment of lightning and flint, the palm shadows and fists in the sky were overwhelming, and the old fists of several masters bombarded Xing Kun's body like a surging flood, and the muffled sound of fists to the flesh implied that the anger that was being vented, and everyone around them took Feng Jue Yu as the most, Duan Wuxian second, and vented the craziest and most tyrannical breath suppressed in the bottom of their hearts on Xing Kun's body.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Countless fists hit Xing Kun's face, body, chest, and back, making a sound of bones shattering, and a terrifying scream came out of Xing Kun's mouth for the first time, accompanied by the endless sprinkling of blood foam with bubbles, and the breath of the old demon Xing Kun dropped to the lowest point.
All of them used their physical bodies to resist the heavy blows of the four masters who were not much different, Rao is old demon body was strong and thick and couldn't bear it, and in the blink of an eye, Xing Kun suffered a total of hundreds of punches.
"Get out of the way!"
Just as the old demon's momentum was low, Feng Jueyu let out a thunderous cold roar in his throat, and the Chaos Dagger held it in his forehand, his right arm stretched forward, and he used all his life's strength to stab the most perfect knife.
"Poof!"
This knife was in the center room, Feng Jueyu held the handle of the knife with one hand and submerged the Chaos Dagger Qi Gen into Xing Kun's heart, and with the other hand, in order to prevent the old demon from getting into trouble, he desperately buckled Xing Kun's collarbone with an eagle claw hand. The two of them were close at hand, Xing Kun's face had an unbelievable look, he couldn't believe that with his Demon Emperor skills and world cultivation, he was actually planted in a continent where mortals were like ants at the end of the martial arts. And this guy who shot is only twenty years old and insufficient, and his cultivation is so weak that he only has the dual realm of divine martial arts.
"You ......"
A lifetime's strength finally turned into only one "you" word, Xing Kun finally fell on the hot sand dunes with resentment, the sun was still shining, bringing a heat wave of fire and poison, looking at the sand dunes, several lifeless corpses fell to the ground scattered, Ming Dongcheng, Jin Yizi, Ding Hezhong's corpses have been half buried in the dunes, lonely and no one cares.
The Henghai Desert was silent, and the sand storm frenzy had long since ceased with the end of the fierce battle.
Xing Kun finally died, unwilling to die.
However, the big victory did not make Feng Jueyu and the others feel much better, this operation lost three masters, three masters who could stand at the top of the continent, this loss is not small, three lives are like three heavy burdens on his shoulders.
"It's dead!" Wang Jiutong walked over with a sigh and put a hand on Feng Jueyu's shoulder, and then Zhu Yeqing.
Fortunately, in addition to some relatively serious injuries, his life could be saved, while Ming Dongcheng, Ding Hezhong, and Jin Yizi were buried underground because of this.
"Brother Feng. Sima Ruyu walked over, although she did not participate in this battle to eliminate demons, but she has always been in the perspective of a wait-and-see person, she is not much better than anyone, the tragic battle, the tragic sacrifice has made this girl in the mood ups and downs, and it can't be calmed down for a long time, after all, it is only three fivefold masters of the Divine Martial Realm, and one even surpasses the Martial Dao Realm, just died, it is a pity to look at it.
Feng Jueyu did not move for a long time, and stayed in the bright sun in a daze, letting the sweat drip on his body, he didn't know it, dead people, the wind killer has seen too much, and the death in his hands in the previous life alone was no less than double digits, but the three people of Ming Dongcheng, who personally helped and were expected to go to the next level in their lifetime, sacrificed in vain, in exchange for only the life of the demon Xingkun, Feng Jueyu felt that it was not worth it.
"Wind friend, let's mourn. ”
Ding Shang's cry on the ground faintly came, the old man was old and grief-stricken, this blow was by no means ordinary, the Ding family was inspired to understand the Henghai Desert, and for many years, like the Zhu family, he relied on Ding Hezhong, a master, to deter the crumbs, without Ding Hezhong, how the Ding family would go in the future is still unknown.
The Ming family doesn't know how sad the heirs of Ming Dongcheng will be when they know this bad news.
The Wind Killer thought of 10,000 tragic possibilities, and the guilt in his heart became heavier and heavier.
At this moment, there was a thud behind him, and everyone looked back to see that Duan Wuxian had actually fallen.
"Master!" Zhu Yeqing ran over with a scream, holding Duan Wuxian behind.
"What's wrong with Senior Duan?" Feng Jueyu was taken aback, the three of Ming Dongcheng were already dead, and Duan Wuxian had another good Feng Jueyu even more unhappy in his heart.
Duan Wuxian closed his eyes slightly, without saying a word, through his messy breath, he was tired, Feng Jueyu asked about the pulse, and listened to Zhu Yeqing say worriedly: "Shizun had a stubborn illness many years ago, and he just overdrew his physical strength, I am afraid that it will cause old troubles." ”
Feng Jueyu nodded slightly, he had already found that what Zhu Yeqing said was true, he fought viciously, in the face of an extremely powerful body, Duan Wuxian not only overdrew his physical strength, but also damaged several large acupoints and blocked his meridians, it is no exaggeration to say that Duan Wuxian now does not even have the cultivation of the Tianwu Realm.
"Alas. Feng Jueyu took out the golden needle and stabbed several acupuncture points on Duan Wuji's body for a while, Duan Wuxian woke up faintly, and the first thing he said when he woke up was: "It's no big deal, although the body is conditioned, you can't do it in a short time, Yeqing, if you want to go back to Jinhuo Mountain to heal your injuries, the Zhu family will rely on you in the future." ”
"Master!"
"Duan senior. Feng Jueyu spoke: "There is a certain wind in one day, no one wants to touch the bamboo family, rest assured to leave it to me." ”
Although Feng Jueyu's voice was soft, but everywhere was full of the oath of the iron-clad man, Duan Wuxian stared at Feng Jueyu for a long time, before he nodded with relief, turned around and said to Zhu Yeqing: "Okay, if the wind boy is here, the old man will be relieved." ”
Although Duan Wuxian is a little arrogant, he is not stupid, a master of divine martial arts in the past two years, a genius with a body of Dan cultivation, Feng Jueyu's future future is naturally limitless, maybe he does not have the capital to dominate the world now, but that day must not be far away, with Feng Jueyu's guarantee, Duan Wuxian finally put his heart in his stomach.
Looking at Feng Jueyu's firm eyes, Duan Wuxian knew that his heart was full of guilt, and after sweeping over the corpses of the three people in Mingdong City who were quietly put away by Yi Bingyan, a feeling of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox came to his heart, and after a long time, Duan Wuxian sighed: "The dead are gone, Feng Xiaoyou is not too sad, people will eventually die, Brother Ming, Brother Ding, and the seniors in gold clothes fell to get rid of the demons, and they are considered to have died, so it is better to bury the three of them as soon as possible." ”
"Yes. Feng Jueyu also had this idea, so he immediately prepared to return to Zhongtian City.
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PS: The first update on the 8th. I only got home in the morning, and the manuscript is rushing now.