In all fairness, Birmingham doesn't have much inclination towards the righteous camp and the evil camp, but this doesn't mean that in the face of the slander of the second prince Monroe, Birmingham can't say anything, but Birmingham, who wants to refute, must first get rid of the entanglement of this demon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The moment the two sides fought, Birmingham knew why a master as strong as the second prince of Monroe was also a little difficult to parry when facing this demon, compared to the two demons who fought with Birmingham before, the strength of this demon was far inferior to them, but when his slender sword stabbed over, Birmingham felt an indescribable pressure, and the female man who had been chattering was also silent, and devoted himself to the attack of the demon.

The simple attack of the Demon Descendant was like a thousand sword lights coming in Birmingham's eyes, layered on top of each other, endless, and like a storm crashing on the shore.

In the face of such a sharp and exquisite swordsmanship, the female man's sword spirit was unusual, without words, but Birmingham's hand holding the sword could feel that this sword spirit was actually excited at the moment, this female man who had been talking crazy and had no shape was screaming in a low voice at the moment, and the heat transmitted from the hilt of the sword made Birmingham, who was familiar with the temperament of the sword spirit, clearly know that she was excited and happy.

The excitement of the sword spirit directly led to the long sword in his hand began to gradually disobey the command, and the original defensive style was also full of offensive intentions at the moment, this demon seemed to notice the change in Birmingham, and the original sharp attack was actually accelerated a little, looking from a distance, as if a long sword shot out from all around this demon descendant, and the sword shadow hit the long sword in Birmingham's hand with a stunning light.

The sword body shook, which aroused the competitive heart of the sword spirit, Birmingham only felt that the blade in his hand suddenly flashed cold, and the sword hand seemed to hold a red soldering iron, and the back of the white hand also rose a trace of heat, and red blood vessels covered the back of Birmingham's hand like a spider web and continued to climb towards the arm.

The warm blood poured into Birmingham's palm along the red veins, and then was sucked into the blade by the long sword, and the blood was lost, Birmingham was shocked, in the past, the long sword absorbed Birmingham's physical strength at most, but now it began to suck Birmingham's blood, and the strange changes made Birmingham can't help but speak urgently.

"Are you crazy!" Birmingham's deep voice was instantly drowned in the constantly waving sword light, the female man in the sword didn't seem to hear Birmingham's eagerness, she sucked blood, the entire sword blade suddenly became blood-red, and black halos began to gush out of the smooth sword body, there were as many as ten halos, tightly on the blood-colored sword blade, as the long sword sucked more blood, the ten auras also began to appear a slight crack, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, and then a rusty smell spread.

A black aura shattered in Birmingham's increasingly pale look, turning into a little streamer pouring into the blade, the black light entered, and the long sword slammed suddenly, but then it was a slash, and the scarlet blood light rose into the sky, and three half-moon-shaped blood blades had already rushed into the demon descendant with this slash.

The soul fire in the eyes of the demon descendant was shocked, and the green flame actually revealed a trace of surprise, and the slender sword in his hand broke through the air again, and the blood blade was surging, but the demon sword was even better, as soon as the two sides clashed, there was a loud sound, the solid glass floor was shattered instantly, and the crystal fragments were scattered and splashed, and the waves below were surging out, and the waves were thrown high, isolating the two.

The waves of Bai Huahua not only separated the two, but also made the onlookers unable to see the confrontation between the two, but from the expressions on the faces of Mrs. Sehuan and the second prince of Monroe, it can be seen that for the battle between the two, they did not expect such a stalemate.

Just when everyone was amazed by this sword fight, the waves of Xi Tian had fallen, like the Milky Way falling, the momentum was huge, suddenly in the water curtain, a blood-red light suddenly appeared, the water exploded, Birmingham's sword-holding figure appeared in the eyes of everyone against the flying sea, the red blade was as bright as blood, and Birmingham's miserable white face looked very weird, however, what was even more strange was the pair of obsidian-like pupils on Birmingham's miserable white face, and the obsidian-like eyes were full of star-like silver light。

"Phantom, a thousand cracks. The magnetic voice rushed into the field of vision of the demon descendant along the falling seawater, and the sword qi of Qiandao, and even Wandao broke through the air, and the trick of suppressing the flash sword Kizil above Shengang appeared in Birmingham's hand again, but this time the thousand cracks were completely different from the tricks above Shengang, and the sword qi of Wandao followed Birmingham like a shadow, sticking to Birmingham's side, with Birmingham's swing of the sword, the sword shadow was like a torrential rain pouring, like a river rushing, the power was so great that it pierced the falling sea water out of a vacuum, and the surrounding air screamed like a beep.

The soul fire in the eyes of the demon descendant was great, the thin sword in his hand did not retreat, and the streamer in the sword flew, like a firefly around the sword body of the demon descendant, suddenly, the demon descendant's green soul suddenly dimmed, but the corresponding streamer on the slender sword flew by, and the passing streamer swirled up from the sword, forming a dazzling pillar of light in mid-air, and the demon descendant's pitch-black voice was placed together, which seemed extremely ironic.

The demon descendant gently pressed the thin sword in his hand, and the rising pillar of light fell with the press of the demon descendant, and collided firmly with the ten thousand sword shadows of Birmingham, and the dazzling brilliance and blood-red light and shadow instantly exploded, reflecting on everyone's face, and the huge sound mixed with the splashing sea water made everyone unconsciously close their eyes.

Until another thunderous sound sounded from the place of battle, the light and shadow ended, the sea water receded, and the sound of Birmingham standing with a sword still stood between the sea and the sky, and the blue sky reflected the blood-red sword in Birmingham's hand like the reincarnation of the demon god, unstoppable, and in front of this monstrous Birmingham, the decaying body of the demon descendant seemed small and fragile, especially the soul fire that supported his survival had already shown signs of collapse.

Birmingham's obsidian-like eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm and disdain, as if mocking this demon descendant's sword moves, but so, the thin demon descendant habitually straightened his chest, the slender and straight in his hand stood straight in front of him, the soul fire in the eye socket emitted an unparalleled brilliance, seeing the actions of this demon descendant, Mrs. Sehuan's face suddenly changed, and she wanted to stop talking, but as if she remembered something, she lowered her eyes, no longer looked at this demon descendant, waved at old Gülen, and made a retreat posture, and the old Gülen, who was ordered by Mrs. Sehuan, was overjoyed, and immediately lifted his belt that was about to slip, began to arrange for the onlookers to enter the magic teleportation array one by one.

Mrs. Colorring's actions naturally fell in the eyes of the second prince of Monroe, I don't know why the second prince of Monroe, who aimed to eliminate Ambella, was watching Mrs. Colorring's actions with the old god, but there was no sign of stopping it, and his attention was more focused on the duel between Birmingham and this demon.

Just as everyone was acting, the demon descendant whose soul fire was emitting an incomparable light was suddenly wrapped in a turquoise flame, and with the appearance of the turquoise flame, the demon's thin body seemed to regain its former vitality, and the blood-red muscles and white skin covered the demon's body along the flames.

A strand of golden hair fluttered with the sea breeze, and the thin demon descendant was long gone, but it was replaced by a young pirate with blond hair, a green flame could be vaguely seen in the young pirate's emerald green pupils, clean clothes were properly attached to his body, and the slender sword exuded a dazzling brilliance, this is the destination of the demon descendant's life, and it is also the end of his life, burning out his soul and returning to himself.

"Streamer, Sinda, please advise. The concise and clear self-introduction finally came out of the throat that had been silent for thousands of years, and this great pirate, who had been active for thousands of years, had finally returned to the beginning of time, to the end of his life's pursuit, and the thousand years of time seemed to have left him only this slender sword and the name of the streamer.