Isn't the scene in front of him really an illusion? The contrast is very great, Yaowu was actually pressed and beaten, and he was beaten to the point that he vomited blood. And the person who chased Yaowu was really just the peak of the gods?

What they saw in front of them was indeed not an illusion, Yaowu was chased and beaten in front of him, and when Zhang Kaifeng caught such an opportunity, he could only blame Yaowu for being too confident. He was confident that his skills could kill the young swordsman, but he didn't expect that the young swordsman's dangerous move of exchanging life for death was survived by him. created this situation, careless and underestimated the enemy. And Zhang Kaifeng dared to take such a crazy move, in addition to avoiding the inevitable retreat and retreating, which would make it difficult to exert his momentum if he was suppressed, the other thing was to gamble.

Bet!

Yes, a bet, fortunately he succeeded, betting on the potential of the demon seed in his body, in addition to being able to perceive the demon seed keenly, he needed to try what the potential of the demon seed was. After all, the Demon Sword Dao has been separated for several generations, and even Mo Lao has been in the Demon Sword Dao for the longest time, and he doesn't know the mystery of the Demon Seed, so he can only rely on Zhang Kaifeng to grope his way forward on this road by himself. Fortunately, he was right, and another terrifying potential of the demon seed was forced out by him, and at this time, the demon seed in his body was releasing a steady stream of demonic energy, repairing his injuries.

Both arms hit Yaowu's shoulders, Zhang Kaifeng stepped forward, and after closing his arms, his shoulders and elbows hit him fiercely, and his strength poured out, and Yaowu was smashed again. Punches, palms, and legs are fast, and the fluffy sound is like a person beating a leather drum.

After a series of attacks, Yaowu was suddenly hammered like a sandbag, and his grievances can be imagined. With a roar, the violent true qi shook Zhang Kaifeng, and he relied on his strength to slide into the distance and open the distance.

And Zhang Kaifeng made a move with one hand, and in the billowing smoke and dust, the peerless holy demon sword flew into his hand, and his demonic qi skyrocketed, and his aura also rose. is so seriously injured, all the seven orifices are bleeding and there is such an aura, there is no heavenly reason, Yaowu is a little bit about to scold his mother, what kind of monster is he fighting against. And the young masters watching from the side were already a little numb, and this man seemed to surprise them all the time.

Brush!

A stream of snow-white sword qi broke through the air, and almost at the moment when Yaowu moved, the hair was cut off, covering the blood groove on his neck. His eyes were extremely gloomy, and he was furious, this guy's speed of sword was really getting faster and faster, and he hadn't seen his speed slow down.

"Peng!"

"I'm waiting for you to come. The double pupils caught the figure that rushed over at great speed, Yaowu's body twisted, and a punch smashed out, just hitting the back of this arrogant young man.

"Peng!"

Unexpectedly, although Zhang Kaifeng's body was shaking, his feet were extremely stable, and the moment he stood still, he immediately counterattacked, kicking upward, just kicking Yaowu's jaw. The two of them each received another move from the other, and their bodies fell back and withdrew.

The two of them come and go, fists to the flesh, and the battle is all over the place, but they still have more thoughts about the dodge of the sword, Zhang Kaifeng is dedicated to two things, the peerless holy demon sword follows him, and the magic sword attracts the heart, and the true qi is fused with the peerless holy demon sword, and the weird and tricky slashing and stabbing make Yaowu a little tired to deal with, so that this general continues to add blood grooves.

When he was upset, he simply inserted the sword back into the sheath, and only fought with his fists, so that there was an extra arm, the strain was more free, and the attack was more ferocious. Although he was portrayed by the sword, he also hit Zhang Kaifeng, and every time he was a powerful fist, the young man in front of him rose and fell like a kite with silk strings.

Barbarous!

It's so barbaric!

Where is this a life-and-death battle, it is simply a child's house, you punch me and I slap each other, two immature children? The crowd watching was dumbfounded.

"What is he doing!" the woman in black on the mountain asked puzzled, as she turned to the man next to her.

That guy shouldn't be that naïve, but it's hard to say. Yan Zhen held his forehead, he didn't know what the guys below were doing, so he simply didn't answer. But he also had questions, should he exchange death for life? But if this continues, judging by the merits, it must be that guy who falls.

The fists rose and fell, and the two exchanged injuries, but as Zhang Kaifeng's demon seed became more and more stable, his superb acumen played a role, and the more bizarre way of the peerless holy demon sword finally made Yaowu completely furious. Seeing that the blood groove drawn by the sword marks on his body increased, could he not let the blood flow to death, it was too aggrieved, Yaowu cracked the world with his fists, fought a body of scars, tore apart the sword net and the opponent's attack, and the fierce two fists blasted out, one punch hit the tip of the sword head-on, and the long sword flying up and down was like a backward train retreating at an invisible speed, and at the same time, a punch smashed into the young man's chest.

The body that floated out was like a reed that could not fall.

It seems unintentional, but it is actually taking advantage of the situation. The peerless Saint Demon Sword that had been smashed into the air struck again, and between staggering with it, Zhang Kaifeng stretched out a palm of the thick internal strength that had already been prepared and poured it into the head of the sword. The speed of the instant flight skyrocketed, and a straight line drew a sharp white light that hit the eyebrows of the person in the distance. Yaowu's eyes shrank, and the long sword that suddenly returned was too fast after being poured into the master's thick internal force, and the body that was originally chasing after him had no time to defend. Death had never been so close, Yaowu's right foot slid forward, his left foot slipped backwards, and his whole body suddenly dropped an inch.

"Poof!"

A string of blood splattered in the air, and the long sword that quickly crossed Yaowu made a bang in the distance, blasting a large pit in the distance, and there was no trace of the sword in the pit. In the horrified eyes of everyone, the figure that flew out upside down disappeared in place in a flash, and instantly came to Yaowu's body, condescendingly, and his backhand was a swift and incoherent palm that hit Yaowu's chest.

Yaowu was suddenly blasted out like a sandbag, and fell heavily not far away, without moving, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The heavens and the earth are silent, the insects are silent, and the aura of slaughter fills the four wildernesses. Zhang Kaifeng couldn't support it anymore, he opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his soaring breath quickly receded, like a tide, extremely weak, the purpose of the killing move just now was to make Yaowu impatient with the interference of the peerless holy demon sword, and knock it away, and then the flaws he inadvertently exposed caused Yaowu to think that he had succeeded, in fact, the real killing move was the sword from beginning to end.

A sword and a palm hit the master of the Void Realm, in the eyes of several people, even if that sword did not kill Yaowu. That sturdy palm can also hurt Yaowu's heart. After all, that sword was too fast, and the talisman qi didn't have time to be activated, and with a palm in the chest, the qi would not be so smooth. Several people subconsciously looked at the person not far away, and an inexplicable killing intent flashed in their hearts, if this person continues to grow up like this, he will definitely have a place at the top of the martial arts in the future, a terrible opponent, but they all know that it is still a cooperative relationship at the moment, and they can only hope for the future.

"Ahem!!"

There was a moment of silence, the sound of coughing sounded, and the sound came from the place where Yaowu was, and sure enough, he was not dead, and several young masters who had recovered a little from their injuries became vigilant. There is no doubt that Zhang Kaifeng has lost his combat power, but Yaowu is not, the vitality of the master of the Void Realm is even tougher than Xiaoqiang, and after seeing the reversal of Yaowu just now, they can't help but be careless.

Yaowu, who got up from the mud, had his long hair scattered, the golden crown was shattered by the flying sword just now, and a shocking sword mark appeared above his eyebrows, and the blood completely stained his entire face red. Everyone had to admire the sharpness of the five senses of the master of the Void Realm, the sword that was so fast just now actually only cut a scar on his scalp, thinking that the decision he made at the most critical time saved him.

"Up!"

"Kill!"

Several young masters did not politely let go of the opportunity to beat the water dogs, and at the same time, the sound of the magic qin started again, and the rapid sound of the qin was like a magic sound outside the sky, impacting Yaowu's mind.

"Hmph, is it that easy?" Although Yaowu was injured by a sword and a palm, his skill was still there, and this injury was not enough to kill him, on the other hand, the young swordsman was completely powerless to fight. The greatest threat had been removed, and he didn't have to worry about the terrible blade.

Yaowu, who has suffered a big loss, is no longer so fierce, but the strong internal strength in the Tibetan move is also a big threat, and the unreasonable internal strength is urged by a palm, and the void becomes a move, and after pressing it violently, the void is shaken, and the pair suddenly vomits blood and returns.

The tiger fights, how can he be willing to swallow up, the more powerful the martial arts moves, when he repelled the two couples with one palm, he took two steps back, and the bloody knife that followed the two couples came over on the spot. Seeing this, the blood knife threw out the knife in his hand, and then infused the internal force, the speed of the blood knife surged, and it stabbed forward abruptly. In vain, Yaowu's eyes are like electricity, he has just suffered a big loss, how can he make the same mistake again.

"Give you back!" Yaowu shook out with a palm, and the majestic internal strength crushed all the internal force in the blood knife, and the palm released soft energy, and the blood knife turned around in his hand, and then slapped the head of the knife with three palm blows, and the blood knife fell back, leaving only a bloody light.

The man who claimed to be purgatory burst out with bloody qi, his feet shattered where he was, and his true qi gathered his hands, and after hearing a snap in the extremely fast flight of the blood knife, he actually grabbed the blood knife. But the whole person couldn't resist the majestic force, and slipped out a few feet, and his trembling hands symbolized that he couldn't completely suppress the power. Suddenly, there was a shout of rage, and Purgatory's feet were plunged into the ground like two wooden stakes. This is dignity and must not be retreated.

Finally, under the enrage of purgatory, the whole body suddenly stopped. But it's not that simple.

(End of chapter)