After listening to the words of the sword master, the demonic Xiao Chentou didn't bother to reply. Ice %Fire * Chinese.

In the world of demonic Xiao Chen, there is no word compromise, and the sword master will be killed today, and it is useless for anyone to come.

The sword master's face was ugly, and today he met a guy who didn't eat oil and salt.

"He can't die for a while. The figure of the sword master turned into a streamer, and suddenly blocked in front of the demonic Xiao Chen.

The sword master put the sword like a clear spring in front of him, and his face was no longer cynical.

Demonic Xiao Chen didn't speak, nor did he stop his steps, just walked straight towards the sword master.

The surrounding void vibrated rhythmically with the footsteps of demonic Xiao Chen.

The sword master only felt that his heart was beating violently with the sound of the footsteps, as if it would break through his chest in the next moment.

"Is there really no room for negotiation?" The sword master's body lit up with colorful sword rays, blocking the impact of the footsteps.

A blood-red long knife suddenly swung and slashed at the sword master's head.

A touch of domineering sword qi directly broke through the protective sword qi around the sword master.

The sword master's expression changed, and his body retreated again and again, but the sword qi was like a poisonous snake, following him closely.

"What a domineering knife spirit. The sword master's sword swung down heavily, cutting off the sword qi of the demonic Xiao Chen.

Demonic Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and handed the knife in his hand forward, and the long knife suddenly turned into black powder and floated in the void.

"Swallowing the sun, the heavenly sign. ”

A round of black remnant sun, at some point, appeared behind the sword master.

Under the black remnant sun, the figure of the sword master was as small as an ant.

The black remnant sun, with a light that was even darker than this void, reflected on the sword master's body.

The huge coercion, the bones on the sword master's body, kept making a crisp sound.

Cold sweat instantly soaked the sword master's clothes.

What kind of supernatural power is this? I have lived for countless years, and I have never seen such a domineering and treacherous move.

The black sunset suddenly burned, and this black flame not only did not have any temperature, but even had a cold atmosphere.

The black flames swept towards the sword master like a tidal wave.

The moment the black flames swept into the sword master.

The monstrous seven-colored sword light suddenly cut a crack in the boundless black flames, like the light of dawn that tore through the darkness.

The colorful sword qi, after cutting through the darkness, kept shrinking and condensing in the void.

Finally, at the tip of the sword master's sword, it was compressed into a fist-sized ball of colorful light.

"Sword Strike. ”

The sword master's wrist shook, and the fist-sized ball of colorful light slammed straight towards the black sunset.

The overflowing burst of energy kept colliding in the void, and the void was pulled and twisted to the extreme.

Demon Xiao Chen raised his eyelids a little impatiently.

The wooden knife from before suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Night Sea, Heavenly Expedition. ”

The wooden knife in the demonic Xiao Chen's hand suddenly burst out of an boundless black light curtain, enveloping everything around him.

At this moment, all the brilliance was annihilated, and the light of countless stars in the void also dimmed.

"...... Uproar"

The sound of a big wave swallowing mountains and rivers sounded in this void.

One after another, the monstrous black waves poured out from the bottom of the remnant sun, overlapping and surging.

The sunset and the sea should be a beautiful picture.

But at this moment, it has become a fatal picture.

The waves are monstrous, and the black sun burns the world.

The black sea was turbid, and it quickly submerged the sword master's tiny body.

The colorful ball of light crashed into the black sea without a trace of waves.

After doing all this, Demon Xiao Chen didn't look at the sword master again, holding the wooden knife in his hand, and walked towards the sword master floating in front of him step by step.

The sword master's expression became as pale as a dead man, not only because of the sword qi entering his body.

It's even more because of the person in front of him, the means of channeling God.

The Sword Master is definitely in the top ten among the thirty-six masters, but now he is trapped in the boundless sword qi.

Looking at the demonic Xiao Chen who was getting closer and closer, the sword master's body couldn't help but tremble, death, how ridiculous he thought these two words were before.

But when these two words came, he finally felt boundless fear.

The demonic Xiao Chen came to the knife master's side and raised the wooden knife in his hand expressionlessly.

"Boom!"

At this moment, in the boundless night sea, a monstrous colorful sword qi suddenly popped out.

The boundless sea was torn apart, and the figure of the sword master rushed out of the sea.

The black sea, with the black remnant sun, vibrated irritably, and the monstrous waves, and the flames that swallowed the sky, kept rushing towards the small figure of the sword master.

"Scars of the sword. ”

The figure of the sword master suddenly became ethereal, as if it had turned into nothingness.

Great waves and flames passed through the sword master's body, but there was no hindrance.

The sword master's body gradually shattered, turning into a little starlight and falling into the sea.

In the void, at some point, a breeze blew, gently caressing everything.

The demonic Xiao Chen did not stop the wooden knife in his hand.

Looking at the wooden knife that was getting closer and closer, the knife master's eyes were bloodshot, and his body kept trembling because of fear.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his pride didn't allow him to do so.

Just when the demonic Xiao Chen's wooden knife was about to slash into the neck of the knife owner.

The wooden knife suddenly stopped, and a long sword like a clear spring blocked the demonic Xiao Chen's wooden knife.

Without any burst of energy, this sword strike seems to have returned to its most primitive state, the collision of pure power.

The sword master's face was a little ugly and looked at the demonic Xiao Chen.

The person in front of him did not belong to the thirty-six masters, so he could only think of one person who could have such strength.

He looked at the demonic Xiao Chen and said, "You are the Great Emperor of the Haoran Great World?"

Demonic Xiao Chen didn't answer, and the wooden knife kept pressing down.

The sheer force made a piercing sound of grinding where the swords met.

The sword master's face turned red, and the blood vessels in his neck bulged out like earthworms.

This pure power was beyond imagination, and it made the sword master tremble.

The sword master's sword was constantly pressed down.

The tip of the knife is getting closer and closer to the knife owner's neck.

"Bang!"

The sword master gritted his teeth, put his left hand heavily on the hilt, and held the sword in one hand, changing it to both hands.

The demonic Xiao Chen's knife finally stopped.

At this moment, the tip of the wooden knife had pierced the skin on the neck of the knife owner.

A bit of dazzling blood red appeared on the white skin of the knife owner.

At this moment, two other figures also rushed here, it was the flower owner and the old man.

Looking at this scene, the old man's face became as ugly as the knife master.

This young man, who actually injured the sword master and suppressed the sword master, what kind of sacredness is it?