This time, Xuan Ming's strength is obviously much stronger than before, I don't know if it's because of the ancient spirit sword, or because of his own strength, these are not important, but Zhu Xuan is now a little difficult compared to before.

Zhu Xuan couldn't help but think now, maybe only the Demon Venerable himself could defeat Xuan Ming, but Zhu Xuan would not give up easily, he wanted to see what kind of strength Xuan Ming had reached now, and he would have to go back and explain to the Demon Venerable.

"The Five Peerless Swords of the Netherworld - Ask the Sky Speechlessly! Look Back at the Yang Road! Tears Fall into the Yellow Spring! Where the Soul Goes! Ten Thousand Souls Chaos Yin Division!"

Xuan Xuan also knows that he has to work hard now, otherwise it is very likely that he will be planted here, he does not take his life very seriously, the reason why he wants to keep his life and go back, in fact, is just to help tell the news to the Demon Zun, he and his senior brother have been following the Demon Zun for all these years in order to repay the Demon Zun's kindness to them, now is the critical moment, how can they give up their efforts.

The five peerless swords of the underworld came out with one move, and suddenly the sky was dark, and the entire Wudang Mountain seemed to have become a ghost domain, which was eerie and terrifying.

"When...... When ......"

The distant and deep bell has not stopped, and it has just defeated the Blood Immortal, and now it has begun to shift the target of attack again, and it is unanimously attacking Xuan Xuan.

"Hmph! Sure enough, it's behind the magic skill, looking at the monstrous demonic energy on your body, it seems that you have created a lot of sins! I'll help you understand!"

The quaint spirit sword seems to have spirituality, exuding colorful light, constantly dispelling the monstrous demonic energy and terrifying feeling brought by the Xuan Xuan Demon Sword, and at the same time, it also seems to have a suppressive effect on the demonic qi, making the demonic qi of Xuan Xuan have no impact on Xuan Ming at all.

"Taiqing Xuanjian Technique!"

With a cold reprimand, Xuan Ming's whole body was shrouded in a blurry colored light, as if a god had descended into the world, a true immortal descended to earth, the immortal wind was bonely, and the breath was pressing, instantly suppressing Xuan Xuan's arrogance.

The ancient spirit sword crossed a dreamlike mysterious trajectory, breaking through Zhu Xuan's sword momentum like a bamboo, and stabbed straight into Xuan Xuan's face.

"Haha, Xuan Ming, you are really ruthless enough, no wonder you were able to do that kind of thing back then!"

Zhu Xuan was not afraid, the moves changed rapidly, and he changed several swordsmanship in an instant, blocking Xuan Ming's spirit sword, but at the same time, the magic sword in Zhu Xuan's hand was also damaged, although his magic sword was an intermediate spirit weapon, but the ancient sword in Xuan Ming's hand hung on the sword stone for hundreds of years, not only absorbed a trace of Zhang Sanfeng's spirit at the beginning, after hundreds of years of incense worship, countless spirit warrior masters unraveled the sword here, and inadvertently let the ancient sword give birth to a trace of the domineering and noble spirit of the emperor of the sword, the quality is even higher than Zhu Xuan's intermediate spirit weapon, but there is still a gap from the high-level spirit weapon。

Xuan Ming's own cultivation is already a heaven-level high-level, and what he cultivates is Wudang's orthodox martial arts method, the artistic conception is in line with the spirit of Zhang Sanfeng who remains in this spirit sword, and at the same time, with the power of the sword soul condensed for hundreds of years on the spirit sword, he will damage Xuan's magic sword in one fell swoop.

Zhu Xuan didn't seem to feel sorry for the magic sword in his hand, he lifted the magic sword, and the sword moves in his hand changed again and again, Yi swordsmanship, Proud Sword Gang, Tianxin Sword Momentum and other sword swordsmanship were displayed in Zhu Xuan's hands, these sword ways full of killing temperament combined with the killing demonic aura of Zhu Xuan's demon warriors, complemented each other, and even offset the increase of the spirit sword and sword soul to Xuan Ming, but after all, Zhu Xuan's strength was weakened by a level, and he was forced to retreat by Xuan Ming's attack like a storm and thunder.

"Blood Demon Whip - Blood Dragon Dance!"

At this time, the blood immortal finally used up the pill to recover from his injuries, and sacrificed his weapon to turn into a terrifying blood dragon and sent out an invincible aura to kill Xuan Ming.

"Xuanming old way, eat this seat with a whip!"

Looking at the blood demon whip that was entangled in the blood darkness, Xuan Ming sneered, turned sideways, avoided Zhu Xuan's sword moves, and smiled weirdly at the blood spirit.

"Since you are also looking for death, I will take your sacrificial sword first!"

"Taiyuan Thirteen Swords!"

The spirit sword flew out of Xuan Ming's hand, turned into thirteen magnificent sword rays, and finally condensed into a magnificent sword and split on the blood dragon formed by the blood demon whip of the blood demon, to deal with Xuan Ming, if the blood demon whip was turned into eight blood dragons, it would be a tickle for others, so the blood spirit was very directly condensed into a blood dragon, but the consequences were also very serious, the spirit sword in Xuan Ming's hand was incomparably powerful, and gently pointed on the blood demon whip, the originally majestic blood dragon wailed into a phantom and dissipated, and the blood spirit also snorted at the same time, Xuan Ming's spirit sword had pierced his chest, shattering the heart of the blood god, and Xuan Ming was about to sweep a sword and split the blood in half, Zhu Xuan's sword has also been attacked, forcing Xuan Ming back.

"Blood, how's it going?"

Xuan Xuan asked with a frown, while also paying attention to Xuan Ming's side.

"Hmm!" Bloody Snorted and replied, "Lord Xuan, I'm fine, don't worry!"

"Lingxiu, you still have to care about yourself!" Xuan Ming sneered a few times, and at the same time the offensive became more urgent, so that Xuan Xuan had no power to fight back, Zhu Xuan waved his hand and threw a streamer, flying in the direction of the retreat of the blood spirit, it was a healing pill.

"You go first!"

Zhu Xuan took Xuan Ming's move with difficulty and gathered the seven stars, and suddenly added several wounds to his body.

"But ......"

"Whoosh ......"

Thirty-six sharp sword qi flew through the air, constantly defusing Xuan Ming's attacks.

"But you're next door!

Zhu Xuan shouted angrily, turned around and flew up and kicked at the blood underbody, he is now guilty of resentment and scolding, it is a matter of life and death, the blood is still verbose, Zhu Xuan regretted how he saved the blood at that time, and simply let him die in the hands of Li Hao and them.

"Hmph!" snorted painfully, and at the moment when Xuan Xuan kicked the blood away from the blood, Xuan Ming's sword once again took away a blood flower on Zhu Xuan's body.

The injuries on Zhu Xuan's body gradually worsened, and he hurriedly turned around to block Xuan Ming's sword moves.

"A sword from the west is wishful!"

Zhu Xuan suddenly showed a sword intent that was completely different from his demonic style, and there was actually a kind of Wudang faction's style, Hao Ran was one of the Wudang faction's peerless immortals!

"Hmph! Lingxiu, you still used our Wudang moves after all, but do you think you really understand the mystery? Get an axe in front of me!"

Xuan Ming sneered, and then also used a move that was exactly the same as Zhu Xuan's move - Flying Immortals Outside the Sky!

This move has a nondescript feeling when used in the hands of Zhu Xuan, who is full of demonic energy, and the sword intent is in place, but it is not like an immortal, but more like a big devil! Of course, Zhu Xuan himself is a demon lord, a character who is more bullish than the devil.

However, Xuan Ming, who was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a divine sword, really had a feeling of flying immortals outside the sky when he used it, and that kind of mysterious and strange artistic conception could only be understood and indescribable, and the disciples who were watching the battle below exclaimed one after another!

"The palm sect is really powerful, this trick is simply killing gods and slaughtering Buddhas, destroying demons and killing immortals!"

The tip of the magic sword in Xuan Xuan's hand, which was already a little broken, and Xuan Ming's spirit sword seemed to have some kind of traction, which seemed to be extremely slow, but it was just between stone, fire, and lightning, and the two swords collided more than a hundred times in an instant.

"Boom!"

A huge roar erupted from the focus of the two, mixed with a clattering sound, the first half of Xuan Xuan's magic sword and Xuan Ming's spirit sword collided, and finally couldn't hold on and broke into fragments.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a powerful impact of power, and the confrontation between these two moves seemed to be unremarkable, but both of them used all their strength in tacit understanding, and the energy fluctuations that erupted even Xuan Ming couldn't help but fly back a few feet, and the remaining energy waves directly bombarded the two of them and the mountain walls on both sides, countless mountain rocks shattered and slid down, and some buildings on the front mountain also collapsed and collapsed.

"Haha, steal the day!"

Zhu Xuan's figure also flew backwards, but his retreat was obviously premeditated, with the strong impact of those two forces, Zhu Xuan's figure had already flown out dozens of zhang in the blink of an eye, and when the voice came, it was already nearly a hundred zhang away.

"Want to go?"

Xuan Ming, who was teased, was already a little angry, since he dug up Xuan Zhen's grave yesterday and saw Xuan Zhen's bones disappear, his mood has not been better, and his state today is not very good, otherwise he will not let Xuan Xuan escape repeatedly.

"Zhu Xuan! Extinguish Ming! Destroy Xuanming! Very good, it seems that you have never forgotten me, so just leave it for me!" Xuan Ming's heart was full of anger, he only had one thought now, to kill Xuan Xuan, kill Lingxiu, as for the blood underworld, it was not worth mentioning in Xuan Ming's eyes!

"Thunder Fire Refining Palace!

A roar that shook the heavens and the earth suddenly sounded, and the four small halls of different shapes next to the bronze gilt golden hall on the top of the mountain suddenly bloomed with a burst of thunder and lightning fire, as if it was really like the gathering of heavenly thunder, full of terrifying aura of destruction.

"Thunder Fire Refining Palace!" The disciples in the audience exclaimed again, they never knew that this Thunder Fire Refining Hall was actually a huge magic weapon that could be used to attack!

The Taoist temple on Wudang Mountain is located on the top of the mountain, the thunderstorm weather will taste the thunder and lightning attack, the Taoist Temple Golden Temple caused great damage, a long time ago, there was a Wudang master, came up with a wonderful method, he collected a variety of strange materials that can store the power of thunder and lightning, and asked the Xia family of the refining family at that time to help refine four spirit statues to suppress around the golden temple at the top of Wudang, and set up in a mysterious formation.

When there is a thunderstorm, the golden temple is often surrounded by electric flashes, fireballs rolling, the scene is gorgeous, and after each lightning strike, the golden temple is not only undamaged, but also as good as new...... After hundreds of years, these four spirit weapon-level spirit statues have absorbed the power of thunder and lightning, and finally a master of Wudang discovered the magic of it, and can use some kind of special method to draw out the power of thunder and lightning to attack the enemy.

The power of thunder and lightning in this golden hall is far beyond the power of thunder and lightning absorbed by Chen Xiuyuan, after all, this has been accumulated for hundreds of years, and both power and speed have reached an extreme, not to mention a heaven-level high-level master, it is a super strong person at the peak of the heaven-level level, and a person who is not careful may be seriously injured, or even killed!

Xuan Ming was completely furious at this time, and he didn't care about any door rules, he directly used this spirit image Xuan Array, which only the master knows about the mystery and use of the method, and it must be used when it is used to protect Wudang, and the terrifying power of thunder and lightning was instantly drawn out.

Fortunately, Xuan Ming's consciousness is still very sober now, and he didn't trigger all the power of thunder and lightning, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to control it at all, let alone him, I'm afraid that the entire Wudang Mountain will be destroyed under this terrifying thunder and lightning power!

The thunder and lightning that erupted from the spirit statue turned into a thunderbolt of arrows with the traction of the spirit sword in Xuan Ming's hand, emitting a dazzling light and shooting towards the direction of Xuan Xuan.

This arrow seems to have spirituality, and the speed is also fast, and in the blink of an eye, it has caught up with Zhu Xuan, who is escaping quickly, Zhu Xuan looks at the six roads, and knows his current situation very well, but no matter how he changes direction, or finds an obstacle to divert the target of the arrow's attack, the arrow is like having eyes, chasing him to death!

In the end, the arrow finally wrapped around Xuan Xuan, and the lightning thundered, and a miserable scream suddenly sounded, and the mighty thunder and lightning instantly produced a scorching high temperature, turning into a dazzling firelight.

The figure in the firelight seemed to struggle for a moment, and finally stopped moving, and a black object fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Lingxiu!"

Lingdao looked at everything in front of him incredulously, it was good, how could Lingxiu be killed suddenly, a sad mood suddenly arose in his heart, Lingdao looked at Lingyuan and Lingguang, who also knew some of the real situation, and the latter two also had the same sad face.

endured it very tacitly, and the three of them flew up in an instant, flying to the place where Xuan Xuan was hit by the lightning just now, and stopped just halfway through the flight, because Xuan Ming had already returned with a swarthy hilt that still exuded a faint demonic aura.

"You don't have to check, that Xuan Xuan has been killed by the power of the world-destroying thunderbolt, and there is nothing left!

Xuan Ming stretched out his hand and showed the hilt of the magic sword that Xuan Xuan had left.

"Let's all go back and straighten things out, and help those injured disciples heal by the way. This time, the people of the Demon Palace have made some miasma, and they must be returned next time!"

"Yes, master!" At this moment, the three Lingdao didn't dare to disobey Xuanming's intentions, they nodded respectfully in response, and then followed Xuanming back, and Lingdao looked at the place where the fire was still shining before turning around, and his eyes were full of sadness!

And Xuan Ming's calm expression at this time is hiding a tyrannical heart, he knows that what he just said is actually deceiving the Spirit Dao them, with the strength of a heaven-level mid-level powerhouse, it is not a few thunder and lightning fire can be killed, not to mention that Zhu Xuan has not been seriously injured to that extent, when Xuan Ming felt it, he captured a residual blood qi, which is the characteristic of using the special secret technique of the Demon Dao, at that time, Xuan Ming knew that Xuan Xuan was not dead at all, but when he saw that Zhu Xuan actually escaped with the method of blood escape, which is likely to reduce his strength, Xuan Ming also learned about the power of the thunder and lightning in the Thunder Fire Refining Palace。

"Lingdao!" As soon as he flew out of a few hundred meters, Xuan Ming suddenly called out to Lingdao and ordered: "After everyone is settled, you will give an order to your disciples, saying that Lingxiu has been too deep in the demon, and he has not repented, and he has already subdued under the patriarch's sword!"

"Yes, master!" Ling Dao nodded, and then looked at Xuan Ming respectfully, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and it was difficult to explain for a while.