The two sword gods appeared in the Lock Demon Tower, and their bodies both exuded sky-high sword intent, and the two sword intents made the demons in the Lock Demon Tower tremble.

Although the demons in the Lock Demon Tower have become unconscious undead bodies, some fears are engraved in their bones and cannot be easily erased.

Boom! Boom!

The phantoms of the two sword gods continued to collide fiercely at the bottom of the Lock Demon Tower, and the deafening sound of collision even reached the outside of the Lock Demon Tower.

The Sword Saint standing outside the Lock Demon Tower, his face was also full of solemnity, Shen Yu finally fought Jiang Ming, and judging from the current situation, the two seemed to be evenly matched.

Jiu Jian Immortal asked in a deep voice, "Senior brother, you have fought with Shen Yu, is he really strong enough to this extent? ”

The Sword Saint shook his head and said: "I don't know, Shen Yu's cultivation should be slightly higher than me, but it is definitely inferior to Senior Brother Jiang Ming, but his combat power is also a mystery, he is not a person who can measure combat power by realm, so the victory or defeat is not yet known, but now it is evenly matched." ”

Hearing the words of the Sword Saint, the Wine Sword Immortal showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, this seemingly young person actually had such a strong strength.

Lin Yueru and Li Xiaoyao heard the words of the two, and glanced at each other, their faces showed a thick shock, they had thought that Shen Yu was as strong as Zhao Ling'er said, but they never thought that Shen Yu would be able to make the sword saint who was known as invincible in the world bow down.

In the deepest part of the bottom of the Lock Demon Tower, Zhao Ling'er, who was locked on a dragon pillar, suddenly flashed a trace of aura with a somewhat decadent complexion.

She muttered to herself: "It's Brother Shen Yu's breath, Brother Shen Yu has come to save Ling'er, he really won't leave Ling'er." ”

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In the main hall on the first floor of the Lock Demon Tower, the two sword gods were still colliding fiercely, and the mana on Shen Yu's body was pouring out continuously, maintaining the phantom of the sword god that wrapped him, and at the same time, his eyes were firmly fixed on Jiang Ming, as if he wanted to see when his mana ran out.

Although Jiang Ming's cultivation is higher than Shen Yu's, and his mana is more abundant, but so what? In the final analysis, he is just a primordial god body, and his mana will not be as endless as when he was alive, and if the two of them continue to consume it like this, he still has a great hope of winning.

Moreover, Shen Yu had the addition of the Ziwei Dao Fruit, and the qi luck of the entire Heavenly Court assisted, and the speed at which his mana was replenished was countless times faster than Jiang Ming.

The two sword god phantoms collided fiercely in the main hall for nearly a quarter of an hour, and Jiang Ming's expression finally changed a little.

He had already seen Shen Yu's cultivation, and originally thought that he had suppressed him by a great realm and could easily defeat him, but he didn't expect that the two of them used the sword god of Shushan Imperial Sword Technique at the same time, and they stalemate for nearly a quarter of an hour, and they didn't even defeat each other, but they faintly showed their defeat.

He knows his situation very well, in the past hundred years at the bottom of the Lock Demon Tower, he has basically not cultivated, and the Yuan Shen needs to survive, he must have enough mana to support, he has consumed a lot of mana over the years, and if he continues to be entangled like this, he will definitely run out of mana and his soul will be scattered.

But in such a stalemate, if Shen Yu doesn't stop, he can't stop either, otherwise he will be killed by the Sword God, and now it is a real dilemma.

At this moment, a slightly eager voice suddenly reached the ears of Shen Yu and Jiang Ming: "Young man, please be merciful!"

Shen Yu glanced at the door of the main hall out of the corner of his eyes, and saw a cardamom woman standing in front of the gate dressed in green and looking gentle like water, the moment he saw this woman, Shen Yu knew her identity, she was Jiang Ming's daughter, Wan'er.

It is also the only mortal in the entire Lock Demon Tower.

However, Shen Yu didn't stop because of Wan'er's appearance, now it's time for you to live and die, whoever stops first is a dead end, of course, even if Shen Yu is dead, he will only leave the fairy sword world temporarily, and he will not really lose his life.

Shen Yu could have no scruples, but Jiang Ming couldn't continue to be indifferent when he saw his daughter appear.

He looked at Wan'er and roared, "Wan'er, get out of here, this is not the place you should be." ”

The battle between him and Shen Yu, even if the monks of the Jindan period were affected, they would die in an instant and have no place to be buried, let alone Wan'er, who had no cultivation.

But Wan'er didn't leave, and immediately knelt on the ground and begged: "Shaoxia, please let my father go, he is also a hard-working person." ”

Shen Yu frowned slightly, he was not a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and he didn't have any enmity with Jiang Ming, he didn't have to kill Jiang Ming, and now Wan'er knelt down and begged, he was also a little soft-hearted.

At this time, Jiang Ming spoke: "Young man, if you let Wan'er leave, I will take back my sword move and let you slaughter it, how about it?"

No matter how cold-blooded and ruthless Jiang Ming is, he is always a father, and he owes Wan'er a lot over the years, and he can't let go of Wan'er.

Shen Yu frowned, then sighed lightly and said, "Jiang Ming, I'll count one, two, three, and the two of us will stop at the same time, how about it?"

Jiang Ming nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay!"

Shen Yu opened his mouth and counted: "One, two, three!"

As the words fell, Shen Yu and Jiang Ming withdrew their sword moves almost at the same time, and the first floor of the Lock Demon Tower, where the sword qi was raging, instantly returned to calm.

Shen Yu took the dragon slaying sword back into its scabbard, Wan'er breathed a deep sigh of relief, and then walked to Shen Yu's side, and said sincerely: "Thank you Shaoxia's men for their mercy." ”

Shen Yu nodded, then looked at Jiang Ming, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Ming, if you sincerely repent, don't live in this world like no one anymore, ghosts and ghosts, these junior disciples of yours, as disciples of Shushan, have long had the consciousness of appearing on the right path, you can't let go of it so much, but it is an insult to him." ”

After speaking, Shen Yu stopped caring about Jiang Ming, crossed him, and walked directly to a deeper place, he was not far from Zhao Ling'er.

In this battle with Jiang Ming, Shen Yu's biggest gain was to apply the Shushan swordsmanship he had comprehended to actual combat, making his swordsmanship more proficient.

At the same time, he also has an assessment of his current combat strength, his real combat power should be in the early stage of the Tribulation, and with all his strength, he may not lose the middle of the Tribulation.

Looking at the back of Shen Yu leaving, Jiang Ming fell into deep thought, is his persistence over the years really repentant? Or is he secretly surviving?

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After leaving, Shen Yu continued to move forward, and after breaking through three stone doors in a row, he came to a slightly smaller hall again, and Zhao Ling'er was at the back of the main hall, locked by iron cables on a thick dragon pillar.

Seeing Shen Yu's arrival, Zhao Ling'er suddenly called sweetly on his face: "Brother Shen Yu!"