The Bull Demon King who rushed out directly entered the battle state, his black demonic aura was boiling all over his body, an iron rod was held in his hand, and the shadow of the stick was swaying all over the sky.

"Eat an old cow with a stick"

With the iron rod in hand, the Bull Demon King was like thunder, a whirlwind suddenly rose, and within a hundred steps, flying sand and stones, a violent tornado surged out, and it was terrifying.

Luo Zijie looked up at the sky, the sky seemed to be collapsing, the whirlwind swept away, and a sense of suffocation invaded his body and mind.

The cyan long sword in his hand sounded a sword groan, and countless pale cyan sword rays slashed out from the sword body, like a river and a sea converging on the sea, and the slightest veins converged towards the Bull Demon King.

"Haha, what is this bit of sword energy?"

The Bull Demon King's stick shadow opened and closed widely, his aura was majestic, extremely fierce and domineering, which was daunting, and scattered the sword qi that swept and split.

Immediately, he appeared on top of Luo Zijie's head and smashed his head down.

This scene is terrifying, Luo Zijie's face is pale and almost transparent, the green tendons are visible, his eyes seem to be closed, and the whole person seems to be about to enter an ethereal state, his eyes suddenly opened, and the essence of light burst out.

"King the world, man and sword are one, kill"

In an instant, Luo Zijie's pale cyan light flickered, he rolled and flew up, and layers of brilliant brilliance like a blooming lotus flower appeared on his body, and then, the whole person turned into a giant sword, head-on, and the sword groaned up to the sky, extremely powerful.

The Bull Demon King was slightly surprised, but it was terrifying, and with a shocking force, he smashed into the giant sword.

Qiang

The space of the villa compound was suddenly torn apart, like a flash flood, and the vision was extremely terrifying, and there was a sign that the sky would collapse and the earth would crack.

Tu Xiao'an, who was not far away, was swept away by waves of qi, but his eyes were bright, looking at the figure under the transformation of the giant sword, flickering constantly.

This Luo Zijie has the strength to barely match the third order.

The strength of sword cultivation is unpredictable, a sword - a sword to sweep away the injustices in the world - a sword to kill all the immortals and demons who block passers-by, a sword with evil spirits, immortals, demons and demons can be killed.

This is the sword intent of sword cultivation.

It's a pity that the Bull Demon King is a demon spirit who has already entered the third level for many years, and his combat power is very terrifying.

Even Tu Xiao'an used the combined power of the three elements to forcibly defeat him.

Under the iron rod of the Bull Demon King, the black energy was overwhelming, and the giant sword thundered and clicked

There was a crisp sound of a sword breaking.

I saw the giant sword disappear, Luo Zijie's figure manifested, and he suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood and flew out upside down, and the cyan long sword in his hand was broken into two and had fallen to the ground.

"Haha human baby, you can block the stick of the old cow, it's good, but the next stick, you're a meat puree"

The Bull Demon King watched Luo Zijie fly out upside down, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, the copper bell's big eyes were fierce and bright, and he suddenly followed, and before the other party fell to the ground, he appeared in the sky above Luo Zijie flying upside down, and the iron rod contained incomparably terrifying power, and smashed down angrily.

Luo Zijie, who no longer has a sword, can only be a ghost under the stick.

If he hit, he would really be a mess of flesh, no exception.

Luo Zijie's heart in the upside-down flight was like ashes, it's over, this third-order demon spirit is too powerful, almost invincible.

Brother, big brother is here to accompany you.

Luo Zijie closed his eyes without doing anything, and announced the death penalty, if he is a third-order strength, it is unknown who will win and who will lose, but now

"Bull Demon King, stop"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded when Luo Zijie was about to die, and the Bull Demon King was stunned for a moment when he heard this, the iron rod had already come out, and it was difficult to recover.

He had to turn a position, boom

The iron rod smashed to the ground, and a deep pit appeared on the ground, and Luo Zijie narrowly escaped and flew upside down and crashed into the courtyard wall.

The whole body was like falling apart, and his combat effectiveness was completely lost, and he was seriously injured.

He blocked the stick, but it was like half a life.

"Master, why do you want to drink the old cow" The Bull Demon King turned to look at Tu Xiao'an.

Tu Xiaoan said lightly: "Did I say let you kill him?"

"Ah, I don't think so"

"Stay and go, your mission is done"

Tu Xiaoan walked towards Luo Zijie, who was paralyzed on the ground and coughing up blood again and again, walking leisurely.

After walking, looking at Luo Zijie's seriously injured appearance, he shook his head: "Now you know how big a gap you are with me, you are far from even my opponent."

"You say, should I send you to be reunited with your brother?"

Luo Zijie's face was pale like a blank piece of paper, and he smiled miserably: "The two brothers of my Luo family may become third-order beings in the future, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed in the hands of your snake demon, come on, my skills are not as good as others, I can't help my brother avenge, and I will die."

"It was your brother who came to my residence by himself and caught my fairy peacock, you can't blame me for this," Tu Xiaoan said lightly.

Luo Zijie said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, kill if you want to kill"

Who is right and who is wrong, he doesn't care at all, he only cares that his younger brother was killed and died.

"You are a human sword cultivation genius, it's a pity to kill it" Tu Xiaoan looked at him.

Luo Zijie was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean, you have to let me go, even if you let me go this time, I will seek revenge on you next time."

The revenge of killing his brother is not shared, how can Luo Zijie expose it like this.

Tu Xiaoan smiled, his eyes flickering: "I'm not going to kill you, but I don't want to let you go and make trouble for myself in the future, so"

"Therefore, I want you to recognize me as Lord and surrender to me"

belch

As soon as these words came out, Luo Zijie's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had heard some big joke.

"Haha"

"Are you this snake demon crazy, since you want me to recognize you as the master, how can a human martial artist be enslaved by a goblin?"

Tu Xiaoan looked at Luo Zijie, who was a little crazy and was stimulated by his words, and smiled lightly.

Nothing in the world is impossible, there are no absolutes in the world, and nothing needs to be concluded too early.

Tu Xiao'an even subdued two third-order demon spirits, that is, he confiscated the human martial cultivators.

For him, humans are also living beings, and there is no difference.

The same can be accepted by the system.

This Luo Zijie is a genius sword cultivator, he has great potential in the future, and now he is already at the peak of the twenty-ninth level, and it is hardly too difficult to step into the third order.

This kind of person accepts one, which is a very good choice for Tu Xiaoan.

Subjugating human genius and thus enslaving it is simply cruel to kill people.

"Either you live or you die," he said

"Death is death, come on" Luo Zijie is a genius among human martial arts cultivators, geniuses have the arrogance of geniuses, how can they be inferior to others.

Tu Xiaoan said coldly: "I want you to live, live for me, because you are defeated, and if you are defeated, you will have no human rights."

His words are faint, but they are domineering.

"Crazy dreams, delusions, delusions, I, Luo Zijie, can be killed but not humiliated"

"Is it" Tu Xiaoan became indifferent, he hooked the corners of his lips slightly, there was a hint of playfulness in his bewitching eyes, and his eyes narrowed.

"Shroud me in consciousness"

(End of chapter)