"Up!"

After Ling Wushuang gave Lai Xiong a look, he then landed his gaze on the demon suppression sword that flashed with purple qi in Wei Mei's hand.

"Yes!"

As he spoke, the first murderous corpse had already swung a giant axe and slashed at the arm of the ghost who was fighting with the pheasant demon, no matter what its order was, it wouldn't be wrong to chop off the arm together, right?

Although the charm didn't have time to take care of the Tiangang battle axe that was about to come over, the dragon spirit really saw it, the power type met the power type, and he was always unwilling to want to compare the high and low, so the spirit didn't take the ghost to dodge together, but instantly burst out of the demon source and took the battle axe hard.

"The first murderous corpse? But that's it! ”

That being said, the gritted teeth of the dragon were obviously telling everyone that this axe with all his might was still very powerful.

"That's right! That's it! ”

Yukimura clapped his hands excitedly, as if all this was in his expectation, so he teleported over and kicked at the arm holding the sword, and even tried all his strength to make sure that he could kick the sword down.

"Uh!!"

This kick with all his strength, along with the soul of the pheasant who wanted to seize the body of the ghost, pulled back into the sword and kicked it into the air, and the ghost hurt the demon source and half-knelt on the ground and gasped.

"How dare you do anything bad to me? As unforgivable as Ouyang Xing! ”

The Demon Demon Sword was suspended in mid-air, and under the command of the Pheasant Demon, it stabbed at Yukimura.

"Man and sword are one!"

The sword slave relied on the last trace of vitality given by the yin and yang ginseng to use the finale stunt in the supreme sword technique, and turned into a giant sword and stabbed at the demon sword, this blow was unprecedented, and even the battle maniacs like the dragon and Lai Xiong took the initiative to stop the fight, and watched the scene of the sword slave turning into a sword in amazement.

"Smelting City... What a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden! Ling Wushuang said with a sigh.

"Ziyi, Ouyang Xing has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Just when the Demon Demon Suppression Sword was stabbed by the sword slave and retreated quickly, Ouyang Xing, who had been secretly preparing on the side, took out a blood lyric charm from his arms, jumped up, pasted the talisman on the sword body, and then raised his foot on the sword body to rise above the sword with his strength, and threw it into the recasting furnace according to the hilt.

"Let go of me! Ouyang Xing! Don't think you and a spell can control me! The Pheasant Demon Soul roared angrily and shook along with the Demon Demon Suppression Sword, and the liquid in the reforge furnace continued to churn.

"What are you doing standing stupidly? Destroy this sword together! Catch the scorching yang pearls! ”

The ghost had recovered, and scolded angrily at the dragon.

"Whoosh!"

The ghosts and spirits rushed towards the recasting furnace together, but were stopped by Yukimura Ling Wushuang and Lai Xiong.

"Without the evil sword to help you, it's time for us to raise our eyebrows!"

Three against two, it seems to be a complete abuse, but in fact, the lucky village side has suffered a lot of injuries, burned by the black flame, and injured by the sword qi, but Lai Xiong is unharmed, but even the fierce corpse has a time when the power is exhausted, but as a demon general, the ghost spirit has almost not suffered much damage, even if the magic source of the ghost is damaged by the pheasant demon, it seems to recover in a moment.

In order to stop the ghost and the demon from interfering with the recasting of the demon sword, the Yukimura side took out all the housekeeping skills, and they all understood what would happen if the sword returned to the hands of the ghost, and at this moment frankly said that if it weren't for the yin and yang participation doll being strangled in Qiu'er's arms, he would have run over and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Ziyi, I know that this can't trap you, now that you have absorbed the demon sword and the evil resentment of these 35 demon swords, it must be extremely powerful, but I have long been ready to realize the same curse as you originally cursed!"

"Ouyang Xing! You... What are you doing? ”

The pheasant demon hurriedly shouted.

"After so many years, I can finally let go of this responsibility and come over to accompany you!"

Ouyang Xing glanced at Ouyang Kui in the corner, then turned to Xingcun and shouted, "Tell Kui'er for me, Zhiyan is the number one in Smelting City!" ”

Gathering with Yukimura's eyes, Ouyang Xing's eyes were full of expectations.

"Sword slave... If you live, take good care of the smelting city for me! ”

Let's talk about it. Ouyang Xing jumped into the furnace, carrying his favorite Qinggang sword, and also with a heroic righteousness, in fact, over the years of smelting city, there is no one who knows the most about swords than the pheasant demon, she and Ouyang Xing have cast many swords together, as she said, the best furnace to restrain the evil sword is the sword caster himself.

The lava-like furnace liquid instantly devoured Ouyang Xing entirely.

"Old city lord, the sword slave is afraid that he is going to live up to the trust, please stop for a while on Huangquan Road, the sword slave thanked the former master and went over to accompany you!" Two lines of hot tears slipped across the sword slave's wrinkled face, and Yukimura and the others were also moved.

"Ahh What are you always chasing after me? Your admired power-type opponent, Lai Xiong, is there! Ling Wushuang, who was already injured, helplessly avoided the pursuit of the dragon, and after a long time, the brute force of Lai Xiong finally fell behind the dragon.

"Trouble!"

Yukimura made a move and pulled over to share the worries of Ling Wushuang who was in danger, but who knew that he let Wei Mei take advantage of the loophole, and shook his body and pounced on the demon suppression sword in the furnace.

"Don't you have a long memory?"

Yukimura cursed angrily in his heart, leaving Ling Wushuang to let the dragon chase after him, so that he did his best to get the sword before the ghost.

If you talk about footwork alone, the charm is faster than Yukimura, but in terms of brains, the charm is not as good as Yukimura, at this moment, Yukimura is not in a hurry to grab the sword with the charm, but directly grabbed the unique tail of the demon people, and dragged it behind him.

The charm who was about to get the demon sword was already thinking about how to use this sword to slaughter the Yukimura gang, but this sudden drag directly controlled his body and dragged him into second place, and the charm was so angry that his face was black and green, and he said angrily: "I want your life!! ”

A punch with a fierce black flame hit Yukimura's lower abdomen.

"Poof!!"

Unguarded, Yukimura spewed out a stream of hot blood and happened to be sprinkled on the Demon Suppression Sword.

Endured the severe pain and pulled out the demon sword, and he didn't care if the recasting was successful, Yukimura held the sword and stabbed him indiscriminately.

"Call you rampant! Call you Bahahu! ”

The charm couldn't dodge and was hit by several swords, but he gritted his teeth with hatred, but he could only dodge.

"Ahhh Kill them all! ”

Yukimura laughed madly, and was actually controlled by the evil resentment that had not been dissipated in the sword, only to see that at this moment, his eyes were red and his eyes were fierce, forcing him to retreat.

"Why don't you take the scorching sun pearl yet?"

Taking advantage of the madness of Yukimura, the charm yelled at the spirit.

Hearing this, the dragon pulled out of the battle between Ling Wushuang and Lai Xiong, and attacked Qiu'er in the corner like lightning, how did he know that at this time, Yukimura's speed was faster than that of the dragon, and he came to Qiu'er almost instantly, and repelled the dragon with a sword.

"Hahaha! Kill them all! Yukimura smiled evilly and swung out two more solitary sword qi and slashed towards the ghost.

"Brother!"

"Brother what? Evacuate! ”

Just when the sword qi was about to touch the ghostly spirit, the two of them turned into two black qi and disappeared into the secret room.

"Whew... It's finally over! ”

Qiu'er sighed heavily, and also expressed the thoughts of everyone present.

"Kill you all!"

Who knew that Yukimura was still approaching Qiu'er unrelentingly, and this posture was already unconscious.

"Yukimura! Don't be kidding! Don't come here! I'm going to stab you again! Qiu'er pulled out her dagger and said in horror.

"Kill you all!" Without hearing it, Yukimura continued to approach Qiu'er, and the demon sword in his hand slowly moved forward.

"Brother Yukimura! Don't hurt my daughter, I'm your eldest brother Ling Wushuang! No matter how he called, Yukimura never paid attention to it, and took care of himself and raised his sword to aim at Qiu'er's chest.

"Don't!"

Qiu'er raised the dagger and stabbed, impartially, and stabbed the dantian along Yukimura's navel.

"Qiu'er... You.. You! ”

Yukimura, who had regained his senses, pointed at Qiu'er, and then pointed to the dagger in his abdomen, and fainted in surprise.

"Yike!! I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it! Qiu'er muttered to herself, ran away, got into Ling Wushuang's arms, and began to cry.

"My daughter doesn't cry, she's fine!" Ling Wushuang patted Qiu'er's head and comforted.

"Yukimura! Yukimura! You've got to hold on! Now that the divine power and divine source of this seat have been exhausted again, you can only stop the blood for you, and how to pass this level is up to you! Xing Tian sighed worriedly, and continued to close his eyes and breathe, sometimes things are man-made, sometimes they are fate, all this, he understands all this better than anyone else.

"Huh? What kind of place is this, wasn't you stabbed by Qiu'er when you walked? How did it get here? ”

In a pure white illusion, Yukimura subconsciously touched his abdomen, but he didn't see the wound that was stabbed by Qiu'er.

After wandering for a long time, walking for a long time, Yukimura was always in this pure white, and he didn't know if he was still in the same place, or if he had been walking for a long time.

"This... Where the hell is this? Yukimura muttered to himself.

"Where else? You've been brought into a dream by the spirit of resentment! ”

Xing Tian put down his pranayama hands and said.

"Dreams? Whose dreams? At the moment, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do.

"I don't know, when I was pulled into this dream, you fainted, you didn't have the ability to resist, this seat was seriously injured, and I didn't have the strength to resist, and wait and see!" Xingtian was also helpless, and at this point, he could only cross the river by feeling the stones.

Suddenly, in front of Yukimura's eyes, a fantasy appeared, a dilapidated house, a young and handsome blacksmith apprentice, kicked out of the door by the ruthless master, rubbing his eyes and going out.

"It's Ouyang City Lord! This is Ouyang City Lord's dream! Yukimura shouted excitedly, and then he threw his legs to chase after him, but he never walked into this illusion, nor could he touch a single grass or tree in the illusion.

"Li Xing, stop dreaming! How can there be any fairy sword and divine sword in this world, can't you follow your master to make agricultural tools with iron? ”

On the way to the top of the mountain, a mother-in-law said to Li Xing.

"Why is it Li Xing? Shouldn't it be called Ouyang Xing? Yukimura asked in surprise.

"What are you anxious about? Let's take a look! Xingtian said.

In the dream, this handsome but extremely poor boy covered in patches walked up to the top of the mountain, sat on a large rock, looked into the distance, and then shouted, "Ah Zi! Azi, where are you? ”

In a moment, an extremely rare purple-feathered pheasant flew to the boy's side and rubbed the boy's shabby clothes with his head affectionately.

"And voila! This is the steamed bun I saved, let's eat it together, shall we? Next time, don't fight with snakes, you can beat snakes! ”

The young man said with concern as he stroked the pheasant that was concentrating on eating most of the steamed buns.

Yukimura noticed that the boy had two red and swollen snake teeth marks on his arms, and that the pheasant's legs were still tied with bandages made of rags.

The pheasant didn't respond, just pecked at the steamed bun with its head down, and occasionally raised its head to look at the boy.

"Ah Zi, do you have a dream?"

The pheasant listened to the boy's question, and just glanced up at him.

"Forget it, how can you understand as an animal? Nowadays, there are demons rampant in this world, and Master says that I was born an orphan, but who believes me? My parents must have been killed by demons, so I studied blacksmithing, and I firmly believe that one day I will build a peerless magic weapon! ”

The young man looked resolutely into the distance, a smile on his face.

Without waiting for Yukimura to speak, the scene turned and he returned to the door of the dilapidated house, where several blacksmiths carried the young man's body out of the house.

"Hey! It's a pity that at such a young age, he was poisoned by a snake! A blacksmith said.

"He's just a madman, shouting all day long to forge a divine sword to kill demons and eliminate demons, and the master only gives him one steamed bun a day to eat, and he will starve to death if he doesn't get bitten to death, right?"

No one noticed that a purple-feathered pheasant fluttered its wings and flew out of the broken roof.