Ling Zhu didn't feel at all that there was a beast-clothed young man standing not far away, staring at him in the demon army with his eyes shining!

Originally, the cultivator who had a natural body could sense this kind of range, but at this moment, Ling Zhu was in a state of transcendence, and in addition to constantly fighting, he had forgotten everything around him!

"簌簌簌~"

Ling Zhu's sword swinging action was extremely simple, and even more and more like the attack action of the Black Blood Demon Clan, although it was simple and direct, it looked like there was an extraordinary ingenuity!

The beast-clothed young man watched Ling Suke's eyes shine more and more, and finally he couldn't hold himself down, and suddenly drew his sword!

"Boom!"

The eight-foot broadsword did not have a scabbard, but it made a sound of drawing its sword out of its sheath!

When the beast-clothed young man held the sword, the aura of his whole body changed, and a beast-like dangerous aura appeared in the battlefield, and he jumped into the demon army!

"Whoosh!"

The beast-clothed youth was silent, the broadsword kept changing various forms, and the shadows of various fierce beasts appeared at the end of the sword, and every time the sword came out, it would pierce all the black blood demons in one direction!

Ling Zhu didn't feel the arrival of the beast-clothed youth at all, he fought with his sword selflessly, as if he had merged into this wasteland land!

The beast-clothed youth was not as addicted as him, he played with Ling Zhu as if he was deliberately competing, to see who was killing the enemy quickly and efficiently!

As he swung his sword, he squinted at Ling Zhu and silently sped up the speed of his hand.

This broadsword is wide and long, like a knife, and its lethality is huge, and it is a godsend for slaughter!

As time progressed, the birth speed of the black blood demon clan could not keep up with the slaughter speed of the two, and the number of demons in the wasteland slowly decreased......

Time flies quickly, five hours have passed since the appearance of the Black Blood Demons, and once the dawn comes, all the Black Blood Demons will return to the earth at dawn!

"簌簌簌~"

"Whoosh~"

Sword by sword slashed the last remnants of the demon army, and the sound of the sword seemed to be the only remaining echo in this realm!

The last demon also fell, and it died the worst, with a knife and a sword falling from its body at the same time.

"Huh?"

Ling Zhu looked at the stranger in front of him vigilantly as if he had woken up from his sleep.

Dressed in animal skins, with unkempt hair and filthy hair, he was looking at himself with a light smile.

Ling Zhu glanced at him and knew that this guy had ruined his own business!

If he hadn't joined the battle, he would have been able to fight for a longer time, instead of being like now, before dawn there was no one black blood demon!

Just now he entered a state of unattainable perception, instinctively imitating the combat skills of the black blood demons, wanting to absorb their racial will into the sword technique, he was about to pierce the layer of window paper, but suddenly because the demon clan was wiped out, his perception was interrupted!

"It's really not the right time!" Ling Zhu looked at the beast-clothed young man helplessly, and shook his head secretly in his heart!

At this time, the soil loosened slightly, and a hairy arm stretched out of the ground.

"Dang!"

The Darkiron Heavy Blade and the Broadsword went to slash the newly emerging Black Blood Demon at the same time, and the two collided together, and then suddenly separated!

In the wasteland, the night is almost over, and the black blood demon clan is slowly retreating, and there will be no more furry arms coming out of the soil.

Ling Zhu and the beast-clothed young man looked at each other, one sword and one sword, and the figures of the two became the only backs on the ground before dawn.

"Your sword is really good!" the beast-clad young man said with heartfelt appreciation.

"Yours isn't bad either. Ling Zhu said flatly, he had already seen that the other party's wide and long sword had the same momentum as the Xuantie Heavy Blade, and it must be a Radiance-level weapon!

"You're strong!" The beast-clad young man stared at Ling Suke with his eyes, as if he was staring at the prey in his eyes, "I haven't fought a guy like you for a long time!"

"You're not weak either. Ling Zhu's tone was still flat, he knew what the beast-clad young man wanted.

"But you're also annoying!" Ling Zhu added.

The beast-clothed young man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, he knew what Ling Zhu was talking about.

"Come, shock me with your sword, conquer me!"

There was a look of fanaticism in the eyes of the beast-clothed youth, and his body seemed to have the blood of battle flowing from it, and he was stimulated at this moment, and he couldn't wait to fight with Ling Zhu with all his might!

Ling Zhu smiled, "As you wish!"

But he said hatefully in his heart: "If you disturb my feelings, then I will use you to vent!"

The beast-clothed young man didn't know what Ling Zhu was thinking, and he didn't talk nonsense anymore, just a sword slashed at him!

This sword is completely used as a knife, slashing straight from top to bottom, with the sound of "whirring", full of momentum!

Ling Zhu swung his sword to meet him, and he didn't plan to fight with him at all, so he directly chose the most direct toughness!

"Dang!"

The swords collided together, and the slash of the two radiant-level weapons sent a wave through the air!

"Huh~" The two of them immediately separated, and the beast-clothed young man withdrew and looked at Ling Zhu with blazing eyes.

"That's a lot of strength!" he gave a thumbs up to Ling Suke.

Ling Zhu sneered: "If you want to fight, just fight, don't talk nonsense!"

said that the whole person was like a cannonball sprinting out, and the heavy blade of the dark iron slashed out fiercely with the momentum of opening the mountain!

"Okay!" the beast-clothed young man licked his tongue wickedly, "Look at my Hundred Beast Sword Technique!"

"Huhuhu!" the broadsword waved in the air with the sound of the wind, and a set of swordsmanship was used like a group of beasts descending, and the phantom of a tiger appeared for a while, and then it changed into a spirit crane-like agility!

Ling Zhu shouted, "Good swordsmanship!" He suddenly exerted force on his wrist, and the knife was picked up hard, and he actually flicked the broadsword straight away!

"You take my move, lose a knife!"

Ling Zhu's eyes changed!

The indifferent and compassionate eyes made the beast-clothed young man uncomfortable, and the sword light descended on the wasteland, bringing a deep sense of loneliness and gloom!

The beast-clothed young man's broadsword hung down, his face was sad, and he seemed to be infected by the artistic conception of Ling Zhu's sword, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time!

"Qiang!" The beast-clothed young man slashed the sword light hidden in the momentum with his horizontal sword, and then stabbed, picked, teased, and pressed all kinds of sword lights, and defeated more than ten continuous sword lights!

"It's really a good sword technique, the military intent contained in it is so profound, it is as intoxicating as a bloody battle on a million battlefields!" the beast-clothed young man licked his tongue, leaving a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Ling Zhu knew that the power of this lost knife had been completely dissolved by the beast-clothed youth, and the other party seemed to have chosen the easiest way to deal with this knife.

He didn't fight hard, but integrated his emotions into the knife momentum, and cleverly broke this move along the artistic conception of the knife!

"It's so strong!" Ling Zhu said with heartfelt emotion.