"Drink!"

The fierce sword attacked quickly, reproducing the ruthlessness of the Demon Flow Sword, and the land of the Demon World was full of blood for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although the Demon Leader arranged a lot of demon soldiers to guard the Demon Realm, due to the death of the Demon Realm generals such as the Demon Shura Hand and the Dragon King Tsuna, they were unable to receive the battle for a while, and no one was able to stop the black-clothed sword who was intent on advancing in a short period of time.

In a short time, the black-clothed sword young man had already killed all the way to the depths of the Demon Realm, and while the rest of the Demon Realm Demon Generals finally came to resist, the Demon Leader's domineering palm strength also followed.

A sword split a demon general from it, such a demon general can only block three or five moves in black, only to see the whirlwind of the Yaksha sword swept straight towards the clutches of the devil, but in the blink of an eye, the attack was blocked.

"Happy~"

The frustrated offensive did not dampen the arrogance of the black clothes, but caused their fighting spirit to rise even higher, and the fierce sword path showed calm and domineering everywhere, and the extreme intention of the power was manifested in the hands of the black clothes.

"Sword Crying Rain!"

The two-step unloading force left a foot-deep footprint, and the black body was uncast with the power of the sword, but the demon leader even showed disdain in the face of this move, and the demon fire in his palm was boiling, and he was facing the sword blade directly.

"Boom~~"

Strength, the most important thing is not to be false at all, and the gap in the foundation is obvious at this moment. If the wind sword with few white-clothed swords can bring a threat to the demon leader, the power sword with few black-clothed swords was eaten to death by the demon leader.

With unparalleled palm power, the black sword path was completely defeated in an instant, even though the black cloth took off in the air in an instant to reduce the damage, but the superiority of the two sides was already clear at a glance.

"If you want to go wild in the Demon Realm, you still owe a hundred years of cultivation!"

The domineering demon power descended mightily, the palm shadow did not leave the side of the black cloth like the wind, every time the collision between the palm power and the long sword would bring a tremor to the black clothes, and the blood gradually splashed from the tiger's mouth showed that he had been completely suppressed.

Qiang swallowed the blood that came out of his mouth, and the black cloth finally caught the demon kui and returned to his sword in an instant, he had never been forced to defend for so long since he learned the sword, and his kendo has always been a model of offense.

"Sword Demon Flow!"

The Yaksha heavy sword with the sound of the whistling wind showed that it contained a thousand powers, and the swordsmanship that belonged to the scar of the wind once again bloomed with its unique brilliance at this moment, and even made up for the lack of a foundation in the black clothes.

A sword came along the angle of the Demon Leader's armpit, ready to pierce the Demon Leader's body with unparalleled majesty, and everything seemed to be going well, the only thing that was incongruous was the Demon Leader's slightly smiling old face.

"Hmm, that's not right!"

In an instant, he sensed that something was wrong, and the tip of the black-clothed sword turned diagonally downward, and he was about to block the long-prepared killing move of the demon leader again. It's a pity that the palm power with the magic fire is not in a hurry and the sword can be defended, and the demonic style is all vented on the Yaksha sword, and the sword is imprinted on the chest of the black cloth, which immediately makes his mouth full of vermilion.

"Black~~~ Wind Blows, Leave Marks!"

At this moment, the white-clothed sword young man who was in a hurry finally arrived along the blood road, and the heretic sword instantly shot along the trajectory of the wind, forcing the demon leader to give up the black clothes and defend his body. In the end, the threat of the white-clothed sword to the demon leader is much greater than that of the black-clothed demon leader, and the demon leader without the body of steel is just an ordinary martial artist who can be injured and killed at this time.

However, the white-clothed sword Shao came back this time, not to take the life of the demon leader again, seeing that the surrounding demon world soldiers and horses had begun to close together, the white-clothed sword pointed at the palm of the demon leader, and then borrowed his strength to pull the black-clothed sword Shao is retreat.

"Black, go. ”

The demon body is stronger than that of humans, and even if the demon leader is attacked like this, the black clothes can still attack with a sword, but even if the demon leader did not step forward to block the way of the two for a while, the swarming soldiers also made the two of them fall into the quagmire.

No matter how weak the soldiers of the Demon Realm are, it always takes time to swing a sword to kill. But the swarming Demon Realm generals came faster than the two of them wielded their swords, even if they were all cannon fodder, they were tired to death.

After all, he was injured before, and the black and white clothes just rushed to kill for a while, and the injuries began to attack. Looking at the demon leader who had been eyeing him on the side, the black-clothed sword shao and the white-clothed sword shao suddenly looked at each other, and then the two of them joined forces for the first time, and the two major sword paths of the demon flow sword and the wind mark converged and worked together.

The two of them joined forces to strike, and in an instant, they had already killed through the enemy formation, and the ultimate mystery of the Demon Flow Sword Wind Trace was indeed extraordinary, which could be seen from his two disciples.

It's just that although the two have already rushed out of the enemy formation, and the demon leader can't catch up with the two for a while, the two figures standing in front of them still block their way to escape and ascend to heaven:

"Although some of them bully the small, they can't care about that for the sake of the death of the dragon king. You two juniors, who will come first?"

The people who stand in the way are the Sword Demon Ao Shenzhou and Wan Qizi who came with him, the Sword Demon is here for the revenge of the Dragon King this time, and Wan Qizi has his own special purpose.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, the black-clothed sword was about to step forward to open the way for the white-clothed sword, but the fight had already made the black-clothed man almost exhausted, how could the white-clothed man bear to let his brother do this.

"The wind sword goes invisible~"

The white sword shadow that sprang out in an instant was the white-clothed sword boy who wanted to stop the two sword demons with his own speed, and at the same time, the Yaksha ghost, who had been guarding the periphery and preparing to respond, also appeared, rushing towards the sword demon's foothold with the sound of whirring wind.

"Just need a messenger, and that's you. ”

The light of the eyebrows flashed, and the gravitational force of the earth had changed, and the sudden change made the white-clothed sword stunning, and even made the Yaksha ghost fall into the earth and soil.

Ao Shenzhou is also one of the three legendary swordsmen in the demon world, and it is not a problem to deal with an injured white cloth who is exhausted, and the remaining black-clothed sword is also caught up by the demon leader behind him, and the former wolf and the tiger are no longer able to escape.

By the time the Yaksha ghost got rid of Wan Qizi's magic barrier, the white-clothed sword boy and the black-clothed sword boy had all become prisoners, and the Demon Sword Dao's continuous sending of people to assassinate the demon general's behavior really angered the demon leader, and then asked the Yaksha ghost to bring the battle book back to the Demon Sword Dao.

With these two hostages in hand, there is no need to face the battle, and what needs to be thought about now is what kind of lineup should be used to ensure the victory of the war against the Demon Kendo.

"Perhaps, we need to let the extraordinary prince go back to the demon realm to prepare for the battle first?"

This is reasonable, and the order is to let the extraordinary break through the mystery of the five totems and return to the demon world. ”

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The sky, the clouds are rolling and soothing, no longer doing their own thing, and the earth, the voices of people are boiling, and the heroes are gathered in one place. It's been there

"Brother Tanglin, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your demeanor is even better than ever!"

"It's just over a month, not long. ”

Walking slowly to the side of the young master of Tanglin, Su Zhenzhen's greeting words seemed to contain his meaning: "Although it is only ten months, this river and lake has always been turbulent, and the chaotic changes in the world are really dizzying!"

"Su Xianren, you can speak out. ”

I don't know if there have been too many blows recently, and the words of the young master of Tanglin have become even colder than before. Although Zixingmei had already died a few days ago, the young master of Tanglin at this moment was already alone, but he looked extremely depressed.

"Then, the inferior will be blunt.

A few days ago, the inferior heard that after the purple star eyebrows were conferred, the seven-star life grid was inherited by the Tanglin brother. All parties in the rivers and lakes have considered this matter, and they hope that they will be friendly and use this strength, and do not follow in the footsteps of Zixingmei. ”

"It's okay, the young master of Tanglin will never be a purple star eyebrow. ”