This fierce fight was fought from the edge of the mountain to a hundred feet away.

Song Ziyang's injuries in his body were still very serious, but he was only able to move a little, and then climbed up.

When he reached the edge of the mountain, he stood still, did not speak, and looked up, his expression suddenly became solemn.

Chu Yidao was standing there at the moment, no longer steady, his body was shaking, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

She held the hilt of the sword and stood as a crutch before she could barely stand still.

Her arms were bloody and fleshy, and there were several large transparent holes on her body, which ran straight through her chest and back, and most of her internal organs were broken, and her intestines were hanging outside.

Song Ziyang couldn't believe his eyes, Chu Yidao, whose body was comparable to a real dragon, was beaten like this.

The tragedy of this battle can be seen.

It's not that her vitality is tenacious, and her physical body is comparable to a real dragon, but if it were someone else, she would have fallen a long time ago.

But Chu Yidao, even if it hasn't fallen, is almost the same now.

It's just that, unbelievably at this moment, her body is still blooming with a strong fighting spirit, the momentum is majestic, a pair of eyes seem to have changed at this moment, turned into two overlord knives, the eyes seem to be knives, when looking over, stabbing the soul, people dare not look directly.

Looking at the pure demon seed stone demon, it is not much better at the moment.

The originally tall demon body was now only about seven feet left, and its body was full of pits, and a large number of black stones had been cut away, and it was impossible to see the original appearance at all.

The black stones around him had all fallen, but the stones inside were reddish-brown, as if they were soaked in blood, and the entire demon body had turned into an irregular reddish-brown boulder.

Now his momentum has also weakened to the extreme, and the original surging demonic qi has become extremely thin at this moment.

At this moment, he seems to be recovering, and he can't fight anymore.

Not far away, the dried corpse of the demon monk that Song Ziyang had killed first suddenly exploded, turning into wisps of demonic qi and merging into his reddish-brown demon body.

momentum, it seems to have recovered a little.

"Blood food, I want to eat blood food!"

The stone demon's voice was still extremely stiff, and it seemed to be delirious, only the instinct to eat remained.

"Damn it!"

It was the first time Song Ziyang had seen Chu Yidao so miserable, his eyes instantly became blood-red, and his silver teeth were about to be crushed.

He roared in sorrow and forcibly operated the power of yin and yang that had just recovered a little, but in an instant, his eyes went black and he almost fell to the ground.

The wounds around his body cracked, and a large amount of blood gushed out again.

"Whoop......"

He struggled to stand, gasping violently, and the power of yin and yang that was running instantly integrated into all parts of his body, nourishing all injuries, and the spiritual lake dried up again.

"Did...... No need for you!"

Chu Yidao stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked the blood that flowed out of his nose, and bared his teeth and smiled.

The original white teeth are no longer visible, and the mouth is full of blood.

But this smile is not terrifying at all, but gives people an endless heroic feeling.

She suddenly reached out and picked up her intestines, and stuffed them directly into her stomach.

Then, she struggled to stand still, grasped the hilt of the slashing knife with both hands, and began to slowly rise.

A majestic momentum erupted from her broken body.

The momentum increased little by little, and when the nearly one-zhang long sword was raised to the top of his head, this momentum also reached its peak.

Immediately afterward, from the blade, a three-foot-long sword rayed outward.

The sword was as dazzling as the sun.

Murderous intent is in the air.

The dazzling light and violent killing intent covered the awe and majesty of the sword slashing itself.

Song Ziyang just glanced at the knife, and he only felt a tingling pain in his eyes.

Subconsciously, he closed his eyes, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

But the next moment, he tried to open his eyes.

This is the last sword, condensing all her essence and spirit, condensing her martial arts path, and condensing her murderous intent.

This knife is about to be cut down.

He didn't want to miss it.

Li Shaobai was also looking at this knife, the sword made him frightened, and the strong killing intent almost condensed into substance, and his body trembled subconsciously.

A glimmer of hope rose in his eyes.

This knife ......

Can you slay the stone demons?

The stone demon was the first to strike.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the reddish-brown stone fused and transformed, turning into a man about seven feet tall, like an iron tower.

The next moment, on his angular face, a cruel and tyrannical killing intent appeared, and his left arm was raised and slashed directly at his right arm.

"Die!"

His face was hideous, and his obsidian-like eyes seemed to reveal endless pain, and he seemed to be laughing silently, making it difficult to distinguish.

He let out a terrible, gut-wrenching cry, and then his right arm fell off, condensing into a reddish-brown spear in front of him.

The color on the body of the spear seems to have been formed after being poured and precipitated by countless blood, like pieces of blood, emitting an endless bloody aura out of thin air, and the mighty demonic power is scattered, coming towards the surrounding coercion.

At the same time, a large amount of demonic energy gathered in front of him, attaching to the spear.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill......"

The moment the spear was formed, it shot at Chu with the sound of the stone demon's crazy shouting and killing.

The magic spear pierced the air, and above the mountaintop, there was a thunderous whistling sound.

And after this blow, the stone demon also seemed to have reached the point of exhaustion, and his body staggered.

At the moment when this spear was close to her, Chu Yidao, the long-standing overlord knife, finally slashed down.

The sword slashed through a mysterious trajectory and slashed at the spear.

The blade paused.

But not the slightest sound came out.

All the power seems to be restrained to the extreme.

But the surrounding space where the knife and gun touched, at this moment, suddenly bloomed with hundreds of thousands of ripples.

Within a radius of three zhang around the two of them, the vines, branches, and a large amount of rubble that had long been broken were all turned into powder and silently annihilated under this fluctuation.

Then, the sword was like a withering and decaying sword, and the spear that lingered with demonic energy was directly split.

Reddish-brown gravel flew in all directions.

"Boom!"

It was only at this time that a deafening roar could be heard.

It's like a thunderbolt.

Song Ziyang, Li Shaobai, and Suo had two lines of blood flowing out of their ears in an instant.

The eardrums of the three of them were directly shattered, and only a rumbling buzz remained in their ears.

The stone demon's final desperate blow only blocked the sword for less than three breaths.

Then, the tyrant sword slashed the evil, with a three-foot sword, and continued to chop.

At this moment, on the angular face of the stone demon, in the obsidian-like eyes, there was no cruelty and tyranny, no fear and fear, only endless hatred.

The body did not move, and the head made of stone turned silently in half a circle, looking at Song Ziyang.

Hatred almost consumed him.

"I ...... I hate it!"

He roared in rage.

Damn, damn this thunder-freed blood eater!

If he hadn't been injured by the divine thunder at the beginning, this knife-wielding man would have been hacked to death a long time ago, how could he have fought to this point?

He was aggrieved, resentful, and furious......

But at this time, he has also reached the end of the crossbow, and he can't do anything, not even run away and dodge.

He's not good at speed, so where can he dodge?

Swish!

The sword that condensed all the essence and endless killing intent of Chu Yidao slashed at the stone demon's body, like a broken bamboo, splitting his reddish-brown stone from the center.

Cut it in two!

The body, which was broken in two, had not yet fallen, when only a strange sound was heard:

Crash......

Then, the blood-soaked reddish-brown rubble was scattered in all directions.

A piece of rubble.

Pure Demon Seed Stone Demon, died with hatred.

After this knife was slashed out, the bright light in Chu Yidao's eyes quickly became dim.

Bang Dang!

The overlord knife in his hand fell weakly, and it actually smashed out a hole in the rock of this hard sacred mountain.

Her body, like a floating leaf, fell backwards.

"Master Chu!"

Li Shaobai let out a sad scream.

And Song Ziyang had already struggled to pounce.