The demonic qi ran in Jun Yisheng's dantian for seven weeks before Jun Yisheng could integrate these demonic qi. Jun Yisheng stood up.

"Try to release these demonic energy through the palm of your hand. "Mo Hua Yesha gave on-site guidance, because Jun Yisheng also had demonic qi in his body before, but he couldn't use it, and now the easiest thing he teaches is to turn the demonic qi in his body into a part of his own strength.

Jun Yisheng closed his eyes, ran the demonic qi within today, and gathered the demonic qi through the meridians of his arm on the palm of his hand, and released it!

"Boom!" A very powerful attack was shot out through his palm, making a series of sounds, fortunately he hit the demonic qi was an open space, otherwise he would definitely destroy something in the palace.

"Not bad, but not enough. Mo Hua Ye Sha stood behind him and said lightly.

While speaking, Mo Hua Yesha controlled Jun Yisheng's body, ran the demonic qi in his body, and launched an attack with his right hand, "Boom!" It was a very strong and powerful attack, making a series of air-breaking sounds in the air.

"This is your attack, but, it's not enough," he said and controlled his right hand, pinched a spell style, and another attack appeared, and this attack was obviously different from just now, this attack was like a thread, like a needle piercing, "Ding!" The demonic energy attack in the air seemed to be like countless needles, gathered together, and stabbed out!

Jun Yisheng obviously felt that the demonic energy used in the two attacks was equal, but the effect was completely different, obviously, if the previous attack hit the person, at most it would blast the opponent several feet away, but if the latter attack hit the person, the effect could simply pierce the opponent's body.

"The use of demonic qi in the dantian is by no means as simple as you think. Mo Hua Yesha said lightly. Then, Jun Yisheng knew the eight artifacts in the sea and released them one by one.

"The reason why these Eight Sword Artifacts can be called artifacts must be because their effects are comparable to those of gods! And you, not even a thousandth of them have been released. Now, you pick an artifact, I'll pick an artifact, try it. ”

Jun Yisheng decisively chose the most powerful Demon Sword among the eight artifacts, Mo Hua Ye Sha looked at his choice and didn't say anything, Mo Hua Ye Sha picked the seemingly weakest Qing Fan among the eight artifacts.

The Demon Sword has been like a fish in water in Jun Yisheng's hands in the past fifty years, although Jun Yisheng has lost the memory of these fifty years, but the memory in the brain has been worn out, but the memory in the body cells still exists.

As soon as the Demon Sword was in his hands, Jun Yisheng knew from what direction to stab at the other party.

Jun Yisheng always thought that only by striking first could he seize the opportunity, so he didn't say anything, and stabbed Mo Hua Yesha one piece.

Mo Hua Yesha held a fan in her hand, and with the help of the wind, she easily dodged this thorn.

Jun Yisheng stabbed the air with a sword, and when he wanted to turn his head and swing the sword again, Mo Hua Yesha had already arrived in front of him, and with a wave of the fan, Jun Yisheng flew a few feet away.

"Ah," Jun Yisheng slammed on the ground solidly, maybe it was because the body memory of the past fifty years had been practiced, this fall, on the contrary, nothing happened, he stood up again, the Demon Sword was raised, and he slashed towards Mo Hua Yesha.

Mo Hua Yesha seemed to block it with a fan at random, "Bell!" The blade of the sword and the fan bone collided together and made a crisp sound.