The cold wind blew, Tianming's body couldn't help but shake slightly, as if it was blown by this cold wind, and the wounds that had been injured by the demon clan just now hurt even more. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But he knew that this was a critical moment, and he couldn't be careless, so he cheered himself up at the moment, held the Zixiao Sword in his hand, and stared at the bear demon opposite.

And the demon clan, it seems that the impact just now also injured him a lot, and he is still soothing the wound and screaming in pain, at the same time, when he looks at Tianming with a pair of eyes the size of copper bells, he has long lost his previous contempt, but has a trace of resentment and hatred.

But Tianming's eyes looked back at him, still as calm as before.

The demon clan didn't make any more moves, and his eyes were full of shock, you know, he is not an ordinary demon clan, but the first person of the demon clan in the younger generation, and he is also the personal disciple of the demon emperor who kills people.

Similar to the four factions of the human race, the demon clan also has its own martial arts competition. However, in the four factions, it is called the Four Gates, but here in the Demon Clan, it is very simple, and it is directly called the Great Ratio. The demon clan's big competition is not as long as the human race, it is once in fifty years, because the last demon emperor Mingkong did not have a disciple, so the first place in the demon clan competition this time was taken away by the disciple who killed people, that is, Fengxing, who is now standing in front of Tianming.

Feng Xing originally scoffed at Tianming, and he had also seen many so-called outstanding disciples of the Terran race, and had even killed a lot. All this time, I have not met any serious opponents. Therefore, when he learned that Tianming was the first place in this year's four-door competition, he had been secretly observing Tianming. After seeing that the so-called first place in the four-door competition was actually such a young teenager, he naturally looked down on Tianming very much in his heart.

Until the Chiyou knife was born, the killer flew away with the Chiyou knife, and everyone followed him, but he saw Tianming staying. Out of curiosity about Tianming, he quietly hid, did not go with the demon troops, and when Tianming came out of the temple, he came out to stop Tianming, wanting to fight Tianming.

The shock in Tianming's heart was no less than that of Fengxing. It was the first time since he had come down the mountain that he had encountered someone with such a high level of cultivation who was on a par with him. Of course, the person who attacked him before is not counted, that person's cultivation is not about the same as Wuzhiqi, and he must also be a figure of the older generation, so he can't be counted.

"Who the hell are you?" Tianming looked at Fengxing again, and then said.

Feng Xing was still holding his chest, it seemed that he had not eased up, and his voice was a little hoarse, "You are qualified to know my name now, I am the disciple of the Demon Emperor, Fengxing." You have to remember this name, otherwise it will not be good if you go to hell and ask who you were killed, and you can't answer. In the words, the arrogance is exposed.

"Demons and monsters, don't talk nonsense!" Tianming shouted. Probably because of the excitement, the sound was too loud, which affected the wound, and the pain made Tianming grin for a while.

"Haha,"

Feng Xing laughed and said, "Demons and monsters? Your human race is no better, you Zixiao Palace, how much blood of the demon clan has been contaminated, you know it in your own heart. You don't need me to remind you, do you? ”

Tianming's expression tightened, and he said: "Strong words, the demon clan we killed should be killed." You have violated the boundaries of the human race, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil, are you not allowed to defend ourselves? "The rhetoric is fierce and-for-tat.

"Then according to what you say, everyone in my demon clan deserves to die, and you human clan are all righteous people?" Feng Xing said coldly.

Tianming Zhengse said: "That's right." ”

Categorical and unhesitating.

"It's nonsense, then I'll see if you, a righteous man, can overpower me, a demon and monster, today!"

As Feng Xing spoke, a black big knife suddenly appeared in his claws, which looked even more cold in the cold environment. It's quite in line with Fengxing's physique, Tianming thought as he looked at the knife in Fengxing's hand.

The faint cold light emanated from the knife, with a hint of chill, Tianming looked at it, and unconsciously shivered, as if this knife had a special magic power.

Suddenly, the blade of the knife turned, and a white light shot out, which shone right in Tianming's eyes, making Tianming temporarily blind.

Tianming listened to the sound of movement in front of him, and knew that it was Fengxing who sneaked over while he couldn't see it, he didn't dare to be careless, and shouted in his mouth: "Despicable! At the same time, like a living wind under his feet, he quickly retreated, and his hand did not stop, the Zixiao Sword waved again and again, and countless True Yuan surged, forming a purple wall of light in front of him to protect his safety.

The wind did not stop, although he turned into a demon body at the moment, but his flexibility did not decrease at all, his huge claws held the black big knife in his hand, and he was tiger-like, without a strange feeling, as if he had used the knife in this way.

In an instant, Feng Xing was almost in front of Tianming with a black broadsword. Tianming was finally able to open his eyes at this time, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a dark big knife in front of him slashing down on his head, and the purple light in front of him seemed to be a little shaky under the power of this big knife.

The sky is not good, and this black broadsword is not known what material it is made of, and the power is so terrifying. But the critical situation no longer allowed him to think about it, Tianming thought about it for a while, the true yuan in his body surged, and he concentrated on the Zixiao Sword, the purple light on the body of the Zixiao Sword flashed, but it did not show the slightest fear of it, and rushed forward towards the seemingly infinitely powerful black broadsword.

This is no longer just a competition between magic weapons, but a competition between the two true yuan. The medium that contains the true essence of the two people is these two divine weapons.

"Boom!"

A loud bang resounded through the sky, as if the whole world was shaken by this huge sound.

At the moment when the loud noise occurred, Tianming only felt that an unstoppable force had reached his body through the Zixiao Sword, which was even greater than the previous shocking force.

He didn't control his body for a moment, as if it was a huge stone, falling heavily, and like a kite with a broken string, it swayed and fell straight down. The Zixiao Sword in his hand also looked gloomy.

The night was dark, and the dawn was like a flat boat in the vast sea, wrapped in the waves, carried by the wind, and it seemed that with a little more strength, he could be completely destroyed.

In this way, after falling for a while, seeing that Tianming was about to fall to the ground, suddenly, his lifeless body, which had just been returned, suddenly rose into the air and stood in the air.

And the Zixiao Sword in his hand also glowed again, purple flashed, Tianming recited the mantra in his mouth, the Zixiao Sword rotated continuously and rapidly, and his body continued to dance with the Zixiao Sword.

Suddenly, his body actually merged with the Zixiao Sword, as if he was the sword at this moment, and the sword had become him.

This is the highest level of swordsmanship -- the unity of man and sword.

In fact, Tianming would not have been able to merge with the Zixiao Sword Human Sword so soon, because the Zixiao Sword has always been Lin Zhongzi's matching sword, and it was only because Lin Zhongzi's cultivation was getting higher and more advanced that matching the sword would become an obstacle to his cultivation, so he passed it on to Tianming. Of course, there is a meaning of passing on the position of the head of Zixiao Palace to Tianming in the future, but it is more also the hope that he can lose the Zixiao Sword and cultivate to a higher level.

Therefore, since the beginning of the four gates, Tianming has only had the Zixiao Sword for more than a month, although since he came down the mountain, the communication with the Zixiao Sword has been quite deep, but it is far from the realm where he can use the unity of the human sword. Tianming had tried countless times before, but none of them succeeded, but he didn't expect to succeed at such a dangerous and urgent moment today.

What Tianming didn't know was that this was actually Lin Zhongzi's protection of him, and the reason why he had been using the human sword unity before was because Lin Zhongzi had sealed the Zixiao Sword.

Although the Zixiao Sword is not an ancient divine weapon, it was created by a generation of legendary Zixiao Zhenren, Zixiao Zhenren is already so powerful, his divine weapon is naturally not an ordinary magic weapon, and the power is naturally not something that Tianming can tame. Therefore, Lin Zhongzi was afraid that Tianming would be counterattacked by the Zixiao Sword, so he deliberately added a seal to the Zixiao Sword, and the seal would not be lifted until the moment when Tianming's life and death were at stake. Before, Tianming had not encountered any danger, so the seal had not been lifted, and now, it was obvious that it was a matter of life and death.

Tianming and Zixiao Sword merged into one, as if it was a bolt of lightning, flashing with dazzling purple light.

Fengxing in the sky above Tianming was probably the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he didn't make any other moves for a while, but his intuition told him that it was not simple, and he increased his precautions.

Tianming only felt that the true yuan in his body was circulating, and it seemed that all of them were sucked away by the Zixiao Sword that flashed purple light in his hand, but he couldn't think of so much at the moment, he just wanted to retreat as soon as possible, so as to hurry over and join Lin Zhongzi, Wu Yue and the others.

The purple light flowed with the wind, as if it was a purple thunderbolt falling, and it seemed to be a streamer, illuminating everything around it. Wind Walk was above, and the purple light from below to top illuminated his body as well as his face.

In this dark environment, purple is especially striking. Feng Xing's body was all shone purple at the moment, and it seemed that he was the target of the lock.

He knew it was bad, but it was too late to stay away and dodge. I saw a purple light below as fast as lightning, quickly striking at him. And he seemed to be rooted under his feet, and he couldn't move.

In front of me, the purple light went from far to near, closer and closer, closer and closer。。。。。。

His pupils were no longer black and white, but full of purple light.

"Bang!"

It seems to be the sound of stones falling to the ground, and it is also like the sound of objects crashing.

Tianming's figure slowly appeared in a purple light.

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