Countless corpse demons gathered frantically, looking at this number, there were at least thousands!

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"Young Master, there are so many corpse demons, how can we break through?"

Duanmu Lian's heart sank and said, every lowest-level corpse demon here is comparable to a martial artist in the early stage of a domain master realm, once thousands of corpse demons attack together, that kind of formation, I am afraid that even a martial artist in the late stage of the domain master realm will not be able to deal with it.

"Don't worry, don't you have a holy weapon, what are you afraid of?" Cheng Wushuang said a little speechlessly, for them who got the holy weapon, although the highest grade of the holy weapon is only the middle grade, but it is also a holy weapon, even if it can only exert one layer of power, it is enough to sweep these corpse demons in front of them.

"But with so many corpse demons, the power of the holy weapon can't deal with so much!"

Shen Yiyi groaned, her and Duan Qing's faces were very heavy, their eyes swept over the 'approaching' corpse demons, and the sword weapon in their hands became tighter and tighter, just now they were overjoyed because they got the holy weapon, and relaxed their vigilance around them, they didn't expect to gather so many corpse demons in such a short period of time.

"Have you never used a Hallow?"

Cheng Wushuang felt that Shen Yiyi was underestimating the power of the holy weapon too much.

When Shen Yiyi heard this, she couldn't help but glance at her, and said coldly: "I haven't seen it since I was a child, how can I use it?

Cheng Wushuang was a little dumbfounded when he heard this, thinking that the Chiyan Dynasty was just a small dynasty, and super-level weapons were scarce, not to mention holy weapons, this could not be blamed on Shen Yiyi.

"Forget it, I'll show you how, but using the holy weapon is very energy-consuming, you have to do what you can!"

Cheng Wushuang said lightly, facing the group of corpse demons less than a battle away in front of him, he didn't 'show' any fear, for his current strength, even if he didn't use a holy weapon, holding the stone sword that was only an eighth-order emperor was enough to kill these corpse demons like cutting cabbage.

Holding the newly obtained low-grade Saint-rank sword weapon high in his hand, Cheng Wushuang only used his spiritual power, and did not use his soul power and 'essence' divine power, and when the vast spiritual power poured into the sword weapon, he immediately launched a holy power.

The Holy Rank Instrument, referred to as the "Holy Weapon", surpasses all the instruments before this, and if you want to refine it into a Holy Rank Instrument, you must make the sword weapon survive the thunder tribulation, and use the heavenly thunder in the planet to refine the instrument before you can reach the Holy Order.

Almost every holy weapon has a certain amount of coercion, and this coercion comes from the heavenly thunder, the higher the quality, the stronger the accompanying coercion, this kind of coercion, referred to as "holy power"!

Duanmu Lian's heart felt the oppression emanating from the sword weapon, and the ripples in those water eyes continued, only to see Cheng Wushuang fall with a sword, without using any sword skills, just relying on the perception of the sword path to wave a sword qi, that sword qi with a holy might, like a flood of desolate rivers, reopened a huge road for the surrounding corpse demon group.

Among them, the corpse demons that were bombarded by the sword qi were all shattered into wreckage by the fierce holy might.

Looking at this terrifying power, Duanmu Lianxin, Shen Yiyi, and Duan Qing glared blankly, and immediately a touch of ecstasy appeared in their hearts, they couldn't imagine that Shengwei was so powerful.

Duanmu Lianxin immediately slashed the holy weapon in his hand, a huge sword qi drew out, and the holy power roared, but this power seemed to be only one-tenth of Cheng Wushuang's, and he only killed more than a dozen of those 'approaching' corpse demons with a single sword, and did not rush out of the corpse demon group to kill a small path.

"Why is my power so small?" Duanmu Lianxin was disappointed.

Cheng Wushuang rubbed his nose and said lightly: "The coercion of this holy weapon needs to be determined by the strength, the stronger the strength, the greater the power to be exerted, just the poor spiritual power in your body, it is very good to be able to exert one percent of the power of the holy weapon!"

Hearing this, Duanmulian hated Cheng Wushuang in her heart.

Cheng Wushuang waved his hand and said with a smile: "You guys take the holy weapon to save your life, you must hold me and kill that high-level corpse demon, and these little corpse demons will leave." ”

After speaking, he took off, and countless sword qi began to bombard towards the huge high-level corpse demon.

Seeing this, Mu Lian choked up and salivaed, and immediately flew into the void with Duan Qing and Shen Yiyi, and now that the ground has turned into a swamp, there will be countless corpse demons attacking from the ground, so the ground is no longer safe.

They couldn't stay in the void for a long time, so they could only take off for a short time, and with the power of the Holy Rank Instruments, they could slay those corpse demons that pounced on them.

After several swings of the power of the holy weapon, they found that the use of the holy weapon consumed more spiritual power than they imagined, and they couldn't help but be shocked by Cheng Wushuang's monster, how vast and boundless the spiritual power in his body was, and he didn't feel a trace of fatigue when he continuously waved such a powerful holy power.

At this moment, Cheng Wushuang has already had a 'hand' with the real high-level corpse demon, in the body of that corpse demon, Cheng Wushuang has discovered the existence of the 'essence', and he guesses in his heart that the 'essence' may only be possessed by this kind of high-level corpse demon.

"It's almost time to solve you!" Cheng Wushuang said coldly, and immediately cast the Northern Wraith Soul Sword Duel, three swords in a row, slashing the corpse demon hands and feet, and when he saw that the corpse demon was about to start to return to its original state, he swung a sword again like lightning, piercing the location of the 'essence' spirit, and sealed his left hand, making a soul mark, and arresting the 'essence' spirit in the palm of his hand.

"I've got another 'spirit'. ”

Without hesitation, he swallowed the trembling 'essence' in one gulp, and the Dan Fire in his body operated on its own, gradually beginning to refine.

With the death of the high-level corpse demons, those low-level corpse demons seemed to be like rats seeing cats, and they were afraid of Cheng Wushuang and scattered in all directions.

Cheng Wushuang originally wanted to kill a few more corpse demons, but when he saw that this group of corpse demons began to run away, he didn't bother to chase after him because he didn't have the 'sex' to attack.

But at this time, Xiaomeng suddenly heard a voice: "Master, go and kill the corpse demon, you still have two hundred to complete the task!"

When Cheng Wushuang heard this, he didn't think that before he knew it, there were only two hundred left, and it would be better to complete the task on the next day, so he immediately swung his sword frantically and slashed away, and those fleeing corpse demons felt that the killing intent was behind Peng Bai, and the speed of escape was so fast that some corpse demons were in a hurry and jumped directly into the swamp to dodge.

In the face of these frantically fleeing corpse demons, Cheng Wushuang swung his holy weapon, and there were more than ten of them with one sword, and the corpse demons who sneaked into the swamp could not resist the impact of the sword qi hitting the ground, and they all died tragically.

Seeing Cheng Wushuang slash these low-level corpse demons that were difficult for ordinary domain masters to deal with, like cabbage, in the void, Duanmu Lian felt that Cheng Wushuang could be so strong!

And at this moment, several figures flew towards this side.

"Master, I sensed the Holy Might, there should be someone using the holy weapon there!"

A young man stepped on a huge sword weapon, flying into the void, in front of him, wrapped around a black 'colored' snake, the voice just now was the snake spitting 'dew'.

"I also sensed it, I didn't think someone was using a holy weapon! The young man sneered, and behind him, there were five warriors who were about the same age as him, their eyes glazed, like puppets, and they seemed to be just his entourage.