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Ling Xiaoye stopped his swords at this time, and said slightly: "You better take a look at your body first, what's going on, right?"

After hearing this, the Snake Demon King really bent his head and looked at the place that had just been attacked by Ling Xiaoye's sword qi.

One of the scales has already appeared a dent, and the originally smooth surface is also full of cracks at this time.

"How bold! Dare to be so rude to this king!"

Ling Xiaoye naturally didn't pay attention to the roar of the Snake Demon King, his current attention was on how to break through the protection of this Demon King.

As for himself, he was not afraid, because the two Demon King's incineration demon fires did not cause him any harm at all.

It's just that what makes Ling Xiaoye depressed is that the trick he just performed has not been completely fused, and it is not skilled enough.

can comprehend the combat effectiveness, Ling Xiaoye can also be regarded as a master of art and bold. In fact, many people will do the same, but these people will usually be killed by their opponents when they are distracted.

If it weren't for this white dragon talisman, there would also be Ling Xiaoye's own strong body, plus a weird 10,000 veins and eyes. Then it is very likely that he will be reduced to ashes when the demon king attacks for the first time.

Ling Xiaoye's reliance is not only like this.

Since now his ordinary blow can damage the scales of this demon king, then another explosion should probably hurt the demon king.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoye began to silently recite the Demon Heart Burning Method, the inner body spell that this Agula had taught him.

After not using this spell for a long time, Ling Xiaoye suddenly urged, and his body felt as if it was about to burn, his qi and blood were tumbling, his mana was surging, and the true yuan was worshipping.

At the same time, the Snake Demon King also sensed the aura emitted by Ling Xiaoye, which was very different from before.

It's like a human being, when he is disgraced, he looks quite depressed, but after he has eaten enough and dressed up, he has a different kind of spirit.

A thought flashed through the snake demon king's heart: It's not good, there is something wrong with this person. It is obviously the cultivation breath of the Destiny Wheel Realm, but now he can feel the breath of the Illusory God Realm, no, this may be even stronger than the Illusory God Realm......

Just as the Snake Demon King was guessing wildly, a trace of black qi appeared on Ling Xiaoye's body, and if he didn't pay attention to it, he really couldn't see it.

A moment later, Ling's hands were surrounded by these black qis.

Immediately afterward, the veins of his body vigorously absorbed the spiritual energy, and stored the new true yuan on the side.

Ling Xiaoye shook his hands violently and shouted, "Demon's Touch!"

Before the words fell, Ling's arms were shrouded by two pale black phantom hands. And in the palm of the phantom hand, he also held two even more huge phantom swords, which were three or four zhang long.

The next moment, Ling Xiaoye, just like before, fused the ruthless sword techniques he had perceived, emotions, feelings, and learned to dance the twin swords.

The trajectory of the two phantom hands is exactly the same as that of the main hands.

With a burst of applause, Ling Xiaoye intersected the two swords, and the tips of the swords collided together, emitting a dazzling light. The same is true of the Phantom Hand, which also flashes a faint cold light.

At this moment, the air around Ling Xiaoye's body had almost been emptied. Then a gust of wind suddenly blew, and countless sword qi swished out.

The Snake Demon King had already felt a trace of remorse at this time, if it hadn't been so reckless and flew up and wanted to crush this human's head with his own hands, it wouldn't have fallen to the point where it had to run for its life at this time.

Just when Ling Xiaoye's two phantom big hands appeared, the Snake Demon King's sensitive tongue had already sensed Ling Xiaoye's aggressive killing intent.

It only hesitated slightly, and then had to quickly turn around and run.

But Ling Xiaoye's sword qi had already crept in at this time, ignoring the faint green halo of the Snake Demon King, and directly crackled and hit the Demon King's torso.

This attack was several times more violent than the previous one.

Not only is the speed a little faster, but even the force of the blow is much stronger.

A single sword qi can knock out the scales of the snake demon king, and the two sword qi will crack the scales on the basis of the dents, and the third one that follows directly will shatter this scale, which is almost the same as an adult's palm!

The sword qi in the back, hitting the exposed flesh, is simply the meat on the chopping board, and there is no way to hold a kitchen knife.

Woohoo!

These sword qi converged precisely and concentrated on the body of this demon king.

The Basilisk King screamed and roared, the pain making it angry.

But sometimes, anger is useless.

The sword qi that Ling Xiaoye shot out this time, coupled with the sword qi that was also played by the two phantom masters, the number was more than double that of before, and the speed was fast and the strength was very great.

Even if the Snake Demon King has a cultivation comparable to that of the Spirit Mirror, he can't withstand this kind of crazy and concentrated attack!

In the scream, the place where the scales of the snake demon king were knocked off had become blurred at this time, and the wound was like a rice jar, still bleeding.

The snake demon king is still a demon beast after all, and if he is injured, he will definitely fight back desperately.

After exhausting all the power it could, the Snake Demon King even thought about detonating the demon core, but it temporarily decided that it still had to try the Dao intent it sensed to obliterate Ling Xiaoye.

Ling Xiaoye wouldn't give this demon king a chance, so after he stopped casting the demonic touch, he immediately connected to a flying knife rain.

It's just that this time the Flying Knife Rain, without the support of the True Yuan of 10,000 pulse eyes bursting, the number is much less.

Of course, this rain of flying knives is also a mixture of Dao intent, swordsmanship, and various skills of flying knives, and the aura of the phantom flying knives that swished out turned into a phantom flying knife in the air, and hit straight towards the wound of the snake demon king.

The Snake Demon King was shocked at this moment, its mouth had just opened, and when it wanted to stabilize its body and spew out the incineration demon fire, these flying knife phantoms had already reached its wounds.

The rain of flying knives was like a locust plague in autumn, impacting the wound of the snake demon king mightily, and it was just stretching the wound up, more than a zhang wide.

At this time, the snake demon king can only grin with blood, but he can't play a magical power.

Its body had been destroyed by Ling Xiaoye, revealing snow-white snake bones. As for the meridians and flesh above, they were all beaten to pieces.

No matter how much you use the power in your body, you can't unleash it.

At this time, the snake demon king desperately wanted to burn his demon core, raze all this place to the ground, and by the way, pull this human down and use it as a backstop.