Looking at the giant walking towards him with one kick and one shake, it is not enough to say that he is afraid, but to say that he is not worried at all, the big axe in the hands of the other people seems to be still bloody.

Pure karma stared intently at the strange giant whose body was in essence, and he didn't have time to find his three royal servant uncles for the time being, and he didn't have time to think about what all this was all about.

The thunder armor on his body was still fighting with the increasingly dense necromantic aura, clenching the ink knife in his hand, the blood-colored streamer wrapped around the blade, and the edge revealed scarlet.

"Karma!"

The giant suddenly took a big step forward, took a running stance, grasped the big axe in both hands, slashed it in the air, and then raised it above his head and slashed towards Pure Karma.

Pure karma wanted to dodge sideways, but the giant's speed was surprisingly fast, and the axe in his hand carried a strong wind, slicing through all the surrounding necromantic qi and heading straight for his head.

"Bloodthirsty Demon Blade, Demon Emperor Slash!"

The right leg took a step back, and Jingye bowed down and swung it out with a backhand.

"Bang!"

As soon as the blood-colored knife wave swept out of the scarlet ink knife blade, it was directly shattered by an axe from the giant, and then fell heavily on the ink knife.

The powerful impact made Jingye's body tremble violently, and at the same time, the ground under his feet cracked with a thud.

The spiritual power around the body gathered the blade, forming a blood-colored light shield, and the power wrapped in the axe continued to stir, sputtering sparks.

"Hmph, is it stronger than anyone?"

The blood-bright eyes were like a pair of shining stars, and with the strength of Jingye's right hand, the dark purple thunder gathered in the palm of his hand, slowly stood up straight, and lifted the axe on the blade.

But the giant picked up his axe and slashed it again.

But this time, Pure Karma will not be a hard blow for no reason!

The left hand brushed the blade of the ink knife, the thunder swam like a thin snake, turned the blade sideways, Jingye stepped up, held the knife and sank into the giant's abdomen, and then shouted coldly: "Thunder is thousand!"

"Boom!"

A dark purple thunderbolt surged out from the ink knife, piercing the giant's abdomen directly, shooting backwards and disappearing into the necromancy.

However, the giant's size was too large, and the wound caused by the blow of Pure Karma was not too large, and it did not have any effect on the giant's attack.

The axe fell again, and Jokari prepared to draw the knife sideways.

But at this moment

Whoosh.

From the other side, a sharp edge that Pure Karma had never seen before, rushed directly into the giant's body, and then slammed into Pure Karma's chest, knocking Pure Karma into the distance and hitting the ground heavily.

"Ahem!"

The lungs in his body were violently impacted, Jingye coughed a few times, and looked down at the thunder armor on his chest that had broken a big hole, with a solemn expression. Although his Heavenly Thunder Body was recovering rapidly at this time, he was able to break through the Celestial Thunder Body while penetrating the giant, and the blow just now was really terrifying.

As soon as he got up, his right hand clenched in the air, and the ink knife flew back.

Staring at the haze in front of him, an old figure slowly walked out of the dead aura. With every step he takes, those necromantic auras dissipate a lot.

Until Jingye saw the figure clearly, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

The figure of the old man was an old man in white, with sharp eyebrows and hair, his hands behind his back, and his body exuding a cold aura like a sword blade, isolating all these dead spirits.

Jingye looked at the old man in white, he could tell that the old man in white was a powerful human cultivator, but because of the sharp edge just now, he didn't know whether the old man in white in front of him was friend or foe.

Holding the ink knife back, Jingye arched his hand and said, "Senior?"

The old man in white had bright eyes, not affected by the night and the aura of death in the slightest, and his eyes burned when he looked at the pure karma that was close at hand.

But after all, he is not an idle person, and his demeanor still exists.

"With such a young Demon Lord, his future prospects must be even more limitless than those of the Old Demon Lord. The old man in white said softly, his voice quite vicissitudes.

Jingye stood up straight, tried to calm himself, and then said: "Forgive me for being clumsy, I don't know the name of my predecessors. ”

"Hahaha. The old man in white suddenly smiled when he heard this, shook his head, and said indifferently: "Don't say it's you, even your father may not recognize me when he sees me, the old man's time has passed for too long, and it's a pity that I can't compete with your father." ”

Seeing that the old man in white didn't plan to tell him his name, Jingye didn't feel strange, but was even more vigilant in his heart.

"Is the senior here at this moment to find Zaixia or to go here and help?"

The old man in white chuckled again when he heard this, and then he stretched out his left hand, and the tip of his index finger was pointed at the pure karma, and then a light blue edge appeared, full of killing intent.

Jingye looked at the old man in white like this, and already had an answer, all the spiritual power in his body surged out, the dark purple thunder in his left hand gathered and beat, and his right hand held the ink knife, and the scarlet flowed.

He didn't know who the old man in white was, let alone why this old man came to kill him, he only knew one thing, the old man in white in front of him was extremely powerful!

Knowing that he can't do it, this seems to be accustomed to pure karma, every time he faces such a situation, he falls into a situation where he has nowhere to escape and can only resist head-on, he is not afraid, but he doesn't want to die yet, let alone die, so he has to find a way to kill this mysterious old man in white.

But when the old man in white was about to shoot out the edge of his casual condensation, the necromantic aura around the two of them instantly dissipated and retreated into the distance.

It was as if a large piece of open space had been set aside for them to fight.

Then the space above the two of them tore open, and Xuanji slowly walked out of it, standing in the air.

The incomparably powerful coercion directly covered the bodies of Jingye and the old man in white, and Xuanji raised his little hand lightly, and his two fingers were interlaced. The sharp thud dissipated without the slightest hindrance.

The old man in white looked up at the strange woman above his head, and the sword qi in his body burst out, relieving the pressure slightly. His eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "I didn't expect the rumored Demon Emperor to actually protect this young Demon Emperor, which really surprised the old man." ”

Jingye, who was pressed in place and couldn't move on the side, heard the old man's words, his expression changed instantly, he raised his eyes and stared at Xuanji, and said in shock: "Demon Emperor!

Hearing the old man's words, Xuanji didn't speak, and a black thunder condensed from his fingertips, shooting directly at the old man in white.

Seeing this, the old man condensed, his hands were sealed, the majestic aura in his body vibrate, and a delicate blue giant sword was condensed in front of him, and then the sword pointed at the thunder.

"Boom!"

The thunder and the giant sword clashed, the giant sword shattered, and the thunder had some residual power and rushed into the body of the old man in white, knocking the old man in white down.

The old man in white's old face was a little unwilling, he propped himself up with one hand, his sword fingers outlined a blue mark, and a circular aura appeared behind him, and many powerful spirit swords flew out of it and rushed towards Xuanji.

Xuanji still pointed out casually, and a ripple spread from his fingertips, fixing all the spirit swords that flew out, and then disintegrating at the same time.

Then the palm of his hand flexed his claws, the black thunder beating, and the endless killing machine appeared, and Xuanji was ready to directly wipe out this human old sword immortal here.

However, in the small ring, Chu Bijiang saw that the situation was a little out of control, and hurriedly shook his hand, and a black hole appeared to engulf him, and then came to Xuanji's side in an instant.

"Lord Demon Emperor to give face?"

Hearing the voice of Chu Bijiang beside him, Xuanji dispersed the terrifying black thunder in his hand and said coldly: "He can only die in the hands of this emperor!"

Chu Bijiang saw that Xuanji had given him face, and smiled directly: "This is natural, but the time for the necromantic aura is almost up, and when the necromantic aura dissipates, others will know about the situation here, so adults might as well leave first?"

Hearing this, Xuanji turned to the solemn face of Pure Karma, but was not captured by that infinitely charming face, and after a moment, the space around him was torn apart and disappeared into it.

Jingye looked at the departing Xuanji, and his whole body was cold.

I'm afraid that this Demon Emperor is talking about himself, but why is this?

I just came to Huangquan Heavenly City, encountered a strange spirit on the front foot, and met a mysterious old man on the back foot, and then even the legendary Demon Emperor appeared to make a move.

They're going to kill themselves!

After Xuanji left, Chu Bijiang glanced at the old man in white, and the old man arched his hand at Chu Bijiang, as if thanking him for helping him, and then walked into the dead spirit aura in the distance.

Without the strong pressure, the pure karma resumed its operation, the ink knife in his hand was not put away, and the thunder armor was still on his body.

He looked at Chu Bijiang in the air, and arched his hand: "Aren't the seniors also here to kill me?"

Hearing this, Chu Bijiang landed gently, without the slightest fluctuation around his body, looking at the former child Tong Tong so standard, his cultivation has also reached the primal realm, which is not bad.

"You don't look like your father, but your temperament is very similar. Chu Bijiang didn't answer the question of Jingye, but just smiled warmly.

Hearing this, Jingye suddenly smiled and said seriously: "The senior said that I was joking, if I were my father, how could I let the two people who wanted to kill me just now leave alive!"

Chu Bijiang was stunned for a moment when he heard Jingye's words, and then chuckled: "This is true, his words will really be like this." But you are not your father, don't learn from him, the old man just now is named Feng Zhihua, he is a sword immortal who once shook the world, but now it is no longer what it used to be, he wants to kill you, you should know why. As for the Demon Emperor just now, alas, it's your father to blame. Okay, I won't tell you more things, for the sake of your father's face, I won't make a move on you tonight, I didn't want to kill you, but I can't refuse the promised reward. Child, do it yourself. ”

After saying that, Chu Bijiang waved his hand and a black hole appeared, and then disappeared in place. And the rich necromantic aura around him also dissipated like a low tide with his disappearance.

The long street is clear and quiet late at night.

Jingye stood motionless in place, and three figures who were about to die in the distance swept in instantly, and one by one they looked at Jingye who had not had an accident, and breathed heavily.

Echoing in his ears what those people had said just now, things became extremely complicated, Jingye calmed himself down for the time being, glanced at the three monarchs and servants with worried faces, and saw that they were fine, he didn't say anything, and returned directly to the inn.