Chapter 43: Are You Sure You Want Me to Manifest My Being?
The majestic sword qi flying from the sky cut off Hu Changsheng's bloodthirsty right claw, which was three points harder than a hundred refining steel, and the sword qi still did not decrease at all, falling down the stone steps below, destroying the body of a body refining demon beast and a qi refining cultivator who were immersed in battle, and then cutting a long crack in the thousand-level stone steps before he would stop.
The power of a sword is terrifying, and the battle with the Tsukiji monk is not at the same level at all!
Hu Changsheng, who was still laughing wildly, was so shocked by this sword that his scalp exploded in an instant, and he couldn't care about the pain in his arm at all, so he turned around and rushed to Hu Jun'er's location on the stone steps below.
From the sky to the stone steps, Hu Changsheng had already revealed his true body in an instant, with gray hair and a body like a giant fox the size of a horse.
In the face of the wind in the realm of Jiedan, Hu Changsheng did not dare to retain the slightest strength, and directly revealed his strongest state, and his demonic spirit rose to the sky.
"The old horseman is here, the ninth princess will come with me!" Hu Changsheng couldn't help but say, he directly used brute force to lift Hu Jun'er up, and landed firmly on his back.
After three breaths, Feng Lingxiao from the sky fell on the stone steps with a light of escape, staring at the direction of Hu Changsheng's escape, and the powerful sword sense of the Dan period spread out in all directions.
At this time, in the deep pit, the battered afterglow was dying.
The young monk who had his stomach torn apart was too dead to die.
The middle-aged beauty surnamed Zhao was almost killed under Hu Changsheng's fox claws, and she was still in shock at the moment.
"Waste! With four battles and one battle, one was killed and one was injured, and the remaining two were even more frightened, so they only knew how to flee!"
"Please also ask Elder Feng to calm his anger, it is Hu Changsheng's evil and cunning, he actually hid his cultivation, he is already in the late stage of foundation building, I will be careless for a while, so I ......" The beautiful woman surnamed Zhao fell to the ground and spoke out in fear.
"Shut up! As a sword cultivator, don't say that Hu Changsheng is just a demon general, even if he faces the demon handsome and the demon king, he should also have the courage to draw his sword and face each other! ”
"Ah, the disciple knows that he is wrong, and asks Elder Feng to forgive the disciple this time, the disciple will definitely change his mind and face, and then condense the sword heart..." Zhao Huanyan's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and she knelt on the ground with a puff, her posture is not weak, if she loses the protection of Feng Lingxiao in the alliance, those monks who have a strong background and are tired of playing with demon girls will not mind trying the taste of female cultivators.
"In the same way, the old man doesn't want to say it a second time, Zhao Huanyan, your good life has been long enough, and going down to experience and experience is not a good thing for you, so don't say it again. ”
After Feng Lingxiao finished speaking, he snorted coldly, his fingers were like swords, and one after another sword qi shot out, piercing the heads of the body refining demon beasts that were still fighting fiercely with the qi refining disciples.
After doing this, he withdrew his gaze from the direction of Hu Changsheng's escape, turned his head to look at the middle of the two stone pillars that crossed and collapsed, and at the same time his divine sense condensed the past, carefully swept it, and finally made sure that there was no abnormality, and then instructed the cultivators: "Hu Changsheng has been hit by my sword qi, it is difficult to run far, I will take the first step, you wait until you skin all the demon beast corpses on the spot and take the pill, and then catch up with me." ”
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As night fell, all the monks left, and on the thousand-step stone steps, there was only blood and deep cracks in the ravine.
Yang Shen walked out from behind the two collapsed stone pillars and looked at the direction of the dense forest after Hu Jun'er and Hu Changsheng fled, and the wind chased past.
"Even if you know that you are invincible, even if you face the demon king, do you have to draw your sword? It seems that the Earth Cultivation Realm is not as weak as I thought before, and this little old man condensed a good sword intent. ”
can get the word "good" from the former Longjun's comments, if Feng Lingxiao can know the reason, he will be praised by such a powerful person, which is enough to comfort this life.
Of course, no matter how majestic the wind is, in Yang Shen's eyes, it is just improvised, nothing more.
In his previous life, in the endless vast starry sky, Yang Shen had fought against the Supreme Sword Emperor of the Great Luo Palace, and that was the amazing sword intent that really convinced him.
In that battle, Yang Shen was in the Eighth Transformation Dragon Monarch realm at that time, and he used all his strength to reluctantly take the Sword Emperor's sword.
It is precisely the "supreme and supreme" contained in this sword, which looks at everything and does not allow any existence to be above himself, that makes Yang Shen peek into the door of the Ninth Transformation Dragon Emperor realm, and he is only a trace away from stepping in.
The Supreme Sword Emperor was one of the few masters of the realm that Yang Shen knew in his previous life, and after that battle, the Sword Emperor bluntly said that Yang Shen was not worthy of his second sword, and made an agreement to wait for Yang Shen to be promoted to the Dragon Queen, and then fight.
"That madman of the Sword Emperor, I'm afraid he's still struggling to find an opponent who can defeat him at the moment, right?"
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The cold wind was whistling in his ears, Hu Jun'er rode on the back of Hu Changsheng, who turned into a giant fox, his white and tender little hands tightly grabbed the fox hair under him, how long they escaped all the way, Hu Jun'er had been crying for a long time, "They followed me all the way, but I have abandoned them now, I am no longer worthy of the title of 'Nine Princesses'..."
Hu Changsheng didn't say a word, he just ran wildly, he knew very well the consequences once he was caught up by Feng Lingxiao.
"And the snake demon I recruited, he is probably dead now, and those monks of the Xiuzhen Alliance will not let go of any demons..."
"Grandpa Changsheng, why don't you speak?"
Hu Jun'er choked and frowned and asked, suddenly with a "poof", like a horse stumbling its front hooves, the huge inertia threw her forward, and gnawed a mouthful of mud.
When he got up and looked back, the giant fox had fallen to the ground, his abdomen was pounding rapidly, and he was gasping for breath.
"Grandpa Changsheng!Grandpa Changsheng, what's wrong with you?Don't scare Jun'er!"
When a horse is running, if it is not careful, it will fall if it steps on the empty hoof, not to mention that it is already missing a hoof?
Hu Changsheng's right front paw was cut off by a sword, and he tried to mobilize the demonic qi many times to make the wound heal, but the mirror-like wound always lingered with sword qi like an electric arc, so that the demonic qi could not gather, and he was constantly bleeding.
From day to night, Hu Changsheng has always used three legs, and he can't hold on anymore at the moment.
"Monk Jiedan's speed is as fast as lightning, Ninth Princess, you hurry up, I'll come to you later!"
"No, Grandpa Changsheng, you're lying to me! You want to delay Jun'er, I won't leave any monsters behind!"
Hu Jun'er said, like Hu Changsheng, he turned into a body, a fox the size of a calf and a snow-white body.
Ignoring Hu Changsheng's strong opposition, she forced a mouthful of fangs to be completely closed, wasted a lot of strength, and carried Hu Changsheng's body the size of a horse, weighing a thousand catties, on her back, staggering, and walking crookedly and strugglingly forward.
Hu Changsheng's blood was almost dry, and he shouted weakly: "You have the hope of the Yushan Demon Clan on your shoulders, anyone can die, but you can't! What are you doing? Hurry up and let go of me!"
Hu Jun'er's eyes were resolute, he struggled to move forward, step by step, his pointed nose sobbed from time to time, and suddenly said: "There is no 'dawn and flowers' at all, the queen mother, you are all lying to me, right, Grandpa Changsheng?"
Hu Changsheng was struggling and roaring weakly, but when he heard this, he fell silent for a moment, and sighed silently: "With the ninth princess, you should have guessed it a long time ago, right?"
"There are no immortals in this world, let alone gods, if there is, gods and immortals will only help those monks, no one will care about the life and death of our demons, Jun'er is also today again to see the ruins of Yushan Palace to realize, if there is a dawn that represents vitality, fifty years ago when the catastrophe came, the corpses piled up into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood should have been, fifty years, some are just flowers, sisters are unbearable, in the best age, before they have time to enjoy the sunshine, withered, the queen mother has been locked up for a long time, crazy, even began to believe in her nemesis Poseidon, immortal grandfather, you once said that you have no descendants, will spoil me as a granddaughter for a lifetime, but also began to lie to me, the first monster I recruited in this life, that snake demon, should be the last monster I recruited, I was afraid that he would be alone, I wanted to save him, ironically, I didn't give birth to this idea, I really saved him...... There are only flowers that represent death in this world, only flowers. ”