The wind blew the hair in front of the forehead, the two swords, and the violent sparks were brilliant in an instant, against each other. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Where the sword broke, the waves of qi swept in all directions, the void trembled, and where the two fought, countless fine void cracks like spider webs appeared.

In Yan Feng's eyes, the golden color was glowing with three-colored flames.

At this moment, in this golden pupil, a golden streamer appeared, covering Yan Feng's body in an instant, and a pair of ancient martial arts golden armor appeared on Yan Feng's body.

With golden armor on his body, he wore a black cloak and danced between heaven and earth.

The harsh wind at this moment is the god of war!

The Thousand Illusions Pupil is the use of the main Dao technique, and the eye of Haotian is the external body of the Lord!

The sound of a low roar was repeated, Su Ming's forehead was bruised, and in his eyes, a thousand illusion pupils flowed, and at this moment, from the land of eight directions, more than ten heavenly demons broke through the sky.

Open!

Yan Feng suddenly withdrew his sword, his body retreated, and the sword slashed to his side, a centipede heavenly demon in the Spirit Void Realm, which was the one that had fought with Yan Feng before, was cut in two in an instant, annihilated with a terrible roar, and dark green blood sprayed the heavens and the earth.

Slash the Heavenly Demon with a sword!

Staring at it, Su Ming suddenly loosened the sword in his hand at this moment, and the demon refining sword dispersed in an instant, holding his head, half-kneeling in the void, and roaring incessantly, beside him, surrounded by dozens of heavenly demons.

Standing with his sword in hand, Yan Feng looked at Su Ming, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Su Ming's body is in an extremely chaotic state at the moment, the two souls are fighting, Yan Feng doesn't know, why the demon emperor in his body wants to attack at this moment!

Looking up to the sky and roaring, suddenly, Su Ming's figure stood up suddenly, disappeared in place in an instant, and when he appeared again, he was already at the top of the Lock Demon Tower.

Suddenly, thousands of Maoshan disciples were all shocked, in Su Ming's hands, purple and red light appeared, refining the demon sword, and slashing wildly at the lock demon tower, not only the lock demon tower, but also the ten thousand zhang land, the sword qi fell.

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, and his figure also changed, appearing at the top of the Lock Demon Tower.

The golden sword light swept across the heavens and the earth, and every sword qi was offset by Su Ming's sword qi, and the roaring sound burst in mid-air, falling between the nine peaks, and the rolling stones fell with a bang.

At this moment, Su Ming raised his head to the sky and roared, resounding in the heavens and the earth, this voice was full of pain, like crazy, and the sword in his hand was slashed wildly.

A lot of sword qi and severe wind could no longer resist it, and it fell to the ground, and each fall was bound to kill and injure more than 100 people.

Yan Feng's golden eyes were solemn, if he could not go on like this, the hilt of the sword in his hand turned into thousands of void swords in an instant, and he protected the lock demon tower under the void sword, and suddenly stepped on it, and his figure was like golden lightning, and appeared in front of Su Ming in an instant.

When he saw Su Ming's face clearly, in Yan Feng's eyes, there was only horror.

Su Ming's face, hideous and abnormal, half of it at the moment, does not belong to himself at all, but another person!

One, a completely unfamiliar face!

His hair, also half of it, began to fade its original blue color!

"Get out!"

Just when Yan Feng appeared in front of Su Ming, a powerful demonic aura rushed to his face, and the voices overlapped, and in this word, there was also the voice of this other person!

Yan Feng's figure was directly shocked back hundreds of feet under this drink!

Su Ming's figure, turned into purple and red light, with a roaring sound soaring into the sky, under the moonlight, a dragon crossed, the figure fell directly on the top of this dragon, and immediately knelt down.

At the same time, all the heavenly demons retreated at this moment, and those big demons and small demons retreated one after another.

On the ground, the gluttonous man was slaughtering the Maoshan disciples to his heart's content, but at this moment, an unwilling roar came out from his big mouth.

The figure turned into a purple-red lightning bolt, rushed to the sky, disappeared in an instant, and returned to the demon refining sword.

The little demons who were fighting with the disciples all around them faded like a tide.

Yan Feng frowned, looking at the dragon in the distance under the moon, especially the back of the dragon on the top, as if there was a knot in his heart.

Today he left, I don't know, there is a next time, and the next time... I don't know if Su Ming at that time, it was Su Ming, or the Demon Emperor.

The golden armor on his body dispersed, and he stepped into the air, and Yan Feng's figure fell directly between the mountain peaks and came to Fang Mu's face.

"Master. ”

Fang Mu opened his eyes slightly and looked at Yan Feng.

"He's gone?"

"Gone. ”

Yan Feng frowned: "However, he doesn't look normal." ”

At this moment, the originally powerful aura on Yan Feng's body began to decrease rapidly, descending all the way, the Nine Palaces, the Cave Heaven, and it only solidified until the edge of the Spirit Void.

Fang Mu's cultivation power began to fall silent in his body, this power had to be refined little by little by Yan Feng over the years, and finally it could become his own power.

"Yan boy, I see that Su Ming's demonic aura is very strong, and I have never seen it. Bai Mi on the side said in a condensed voice.

"That's the Demon Emperor's anger. Fang Mu's voice was weak, and he was about to stand up, but Yan Feng hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"The emperor of the demon world, according to legend, this emperor annihilated the world with the collapse of the demon world, it seems that this rumor is false. ”

Fang Mu looked at the Lock Demon Tower in the Nine Peaks, and with the withdrawal of the Ten Thousand Demons, the disciples had already begun to clean up the mess.

"The Demon Emperor is not dead, if I am not mistaken, the demon world collapsed back then, and the Demon Emperor must have used some method to escape from the demon soul possession and the demon refining sword, and fate, I happened to meet this sword. ”

"Everything is fate..."

Fang Mu looked in the direction of the Lock Demon Tower: "Let's go, go and see how it is over there." ”

Yan Feng nodded, and Bai Mi beside him turned into a three-zhang white wolf, carefully supporting Fang Mu on the back of the white wolf.

In the ninth night, a flapping fan turned into a bird, and it still fell on Fang Mu's shoulder.

"Nine nights, now that my cultivation has been dispersed, I have no power to restrain you, you can leave on your own. Fang Mu sat cross-legged on the wolf's back, his chest was covered in blood, fortunately, the bleeding had stopped at this moment.

"Old man Fang, what you think is beautiful, where did I go to eat and drink for nothing, Ninth Master?"

Jiuye lay on Fang Mu's shoulder, and closed his eyes after speaking, this remark caused Fang Mu to laugh, I don't know why, at this moment, Yan Feng, who was standing beside Fang Mu, looked at the old man in front of him.

Looking at his master, at this time he felt that he had truly become a person.

In the past, his cultivation was very high, and no one in the world dared to be disrespectful, but it is also said that the high place is not very cold, and in the hearts of others, Fang Mu is a mythical existence.

The White Wolf King stepped through the red flames, and his figure stepped into the air and landed beside the Lock Demon Tower.

Yan Feng looked at it at a glance, and within the entire lock demon tower, there were corpses all over the field, there were demon beasts, and there were also Maoshan disciples.

Blood was sprinkled all over the land, staining the territory red.

Many disciples were cleaning up the bloody battlefield with their heads down, these cold corpses, who were still brothers who fought side by side with them before, but at this moment, they were separated by yin and yang.

A sense of sadness floats in everyone's heart with the evening breeze.

Next to Si Nanlie, there are dozens of people, and there are two in the front, a man and a woman, who look like young people.

"The two seniors haven't seen each other for a long time. ”

Fang Mu, supported by Yan Feng, landed lightly.

"Senior brother...!"

Zhu Jiumo, as soon as he saw Fang Mu, he instantly saw that something was wrong with Fang Mu, and his face changed greatly.

"No problem. ”

The corners of Fang Mu's mouth were smiling.

"Senior Nephew Fang, your cultivation?" the man in the two saints frowned.

"This is my apprentice, Yan Feng. ”

Fang Mu just smiled and pointed at Yan Feng.

"He is the Absolute Emperor Sword, the new master. ”