Like everyone else, Yan Bei didn't know why he appeared in this Demon Clan King City out of thin air, such a law of power made him feel strange and powerful, almost comparable to the scroll of star map in Yun Hou's hand.

But at this time, he didn't have time to pursue this question, because he had more important things to do.

However, in an instant, Yan Bei had already understood the current situation, although he didn't know why the demon army wanted to raid the royal city and besiege the Demon Emperor Tianji, but this did not prevent him from making his own choice.

At this moment, the choice seemed unusually simple, because he saw the arrogant-looking young man not far ahead.

It was his biological brother, with a name that was diametrically opposed to his father's.

At the same time, this person is also one of the culprits who caused his mother to hate Jiuquan, and he has a monstrous hatred for himself.

Yousheng.

He can't kill Queen Yun, but he can kill Yousheng.

Yanbei had been waiting for this moment for a long time, but in fact, this was the first time he had seen Yousheng since he was taken away from the Demon Capital by Duan Yue.

Before tonight, he had almost discovered Yousheng's hiding place several times, but he had repeatedly failed to do so.

The most recent time was when he entered the Huizhou Mansion with Su Wen.

At that time, he had already noticed that Liu Shishi might have demon blood, so he wanted to go to Liu Yan Pavilion to see if he could find the hiding place of the demon people.

It's a pity that Liu Shishi was not in Huizhou Mansion at that time, and because of Haoma's sudden intervention, he had to leave early.

On that day, he taught Su Wen the sword of sacrifice that he used to settle down.

And at this moment, Su Wen finally gave him the greatest feedback.

So that he can finally meet Yousheng.

However, in a flash, Yan Bei had already had a killing intent against You, and thousands of divine thoughts seemed to form an impermeable sword net in the air. Without hesitation, he slashed towards Yousheng.

Yan Bei is the most powerful swordsman in the world today, so his sword, if it is not a holy rank, will definitely not be able to catch it.

Before tonight, no one had ever seen Yusheng make a move, just as no one had ever seen the cloud queen unfold the star map.

But that doesn't mean he can't fight. It's just that in many cases, it's not necessary.

Even in those darkest times, there were Hua Diao standing in front of him, standing high priest, as well as Xu Huanzhi and Yi Weibo.

So no one has ever been able to really threaten his life.

But today, Huadiao is dead, and the high priest and Xu Huanzhi are entangled with the two holy orders of Yuge and Lu Yu, and as for Yi Weibo, he was pushed into hell by his own hands.

The nearest Holy Order to him. It's Shen Mu.

But Shen Mu didn't move for half a step, because in his heart, the life of His Royal Highness the Demon Clan was not as important as Qianxia.

So at this moment, the only thing that Yousheng can rely on is himself.

Facing the layers of sword nets laid by Yan Bei, what Yousheng did was very simple, he just stretched out his palm. Hold it in your hand.

It's like holding the invisible thousands of swords in the air.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The frantic wind ruffled Yusheng's long hair and whipped his clothes into a hunting sound. A line of blood slowly spread from his cheek, and a drop of bright red quietly trickled down from his palm, smashing on the white jade brick, splitting apart.

However, that's about it.

In the face of Yanbei's murderous sword, Yousheng did not suffer from the Ten Thousand Blades. was just stabbed twice, and he wasn't even seriously injured, such a scene stunned many people present.

Immediately after, Yousheng smiled coldly: "As a swordsman." If you don't have a sword in your hand, what can you do?"

Yes, he is not a saint rank, because to this day, the demon people still can't break through the shackles of the holy rank, except for a half-demon like Xu Huanzhi, the rest of the demon clan soldiers, the highest rank is only a half-saint.

But the strength of the demon people has never been measured by their ranks.

A hundred years ago, before the Divine Book fell, they were already the only masters of this continent, and their power had never been weakened by half a point.

Now, Yousheng proves it.

Perhaps many people have forgotten that during the battle of the Yellow Crane Tower, although Yousheng did not officially make a move, he tried to shatter it in the face of Shi Shengsima Qian's immortal enchantment!

If he didn't have the strength comparable to the Holy Rank, how could he have such confidence?

However, in the face of Yousheng's ridicule, Yan Bei didn't say a word, and he didn't even open his mouth to ask the truth about the bloody case a hundred years ago, because actions are always more powerful than words.

Yusheng said that he didn't have a sword in his hand, so he naturally reached out to the side.

He wanted to borrow a sword.

And beside him, there was only one Su Wen.

At this time, in Su Wen's hands, there was only one sword.

What Su Wen needed to do was very simple, that is, to hand over the Lechuan Sword to Yan Bei's hands.

In fact, he did.

Without the slightest hesitation, without even a momentary hesitation, he seemed very natural when he did everything, as natural as eating and drinking.

So in the next moment, the number one swordsman in the world had the sharpest sword in the world in his hand.

Then he raised his hand slightly, raised his sword to his eyebrows, and the whole person disappeared in place.

Its illness is like the wind.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yousheng.

This is Yanbei's favorite sword distance.

Yousheng's face was finally no longer arrogant, and there was no sarcasm, he roared, his body retreated violently, and cold sweat soaked his back in an instant, looking a little embarrassed.

At the same time, there was a thunderous explosion in the air, and in front of Yan Bei, a piece of fire rose brightly.

Movement is like thunder, aggression is like fire.

Yousheng once again stretched out his palms as white as jade, trying to take over the sea of fire in front of him with the power of his palms.

However, the Lechuan Sword in Yan Bei's hand suddenly retracted from his waist.

To be precise, it wasn't really a sword, but a preparation for a sword.

Yanbei's strongest sword.

In addition to the wind, fire, forest, mountain, thunder and yin, the seventh sword.

Sacrifice yourself!

Once you give up your life, you'd rather die than come back!

Yan Bei's sacrificial sword and Su Wen's sacrificial sword, from the starting style, there is not the slightest difference, after all, this sword was originally taught to him by Yan Bei.

But in fact, every time Su Wen used the sacrificial sword, he lacked an indomitable and unswerving momentum, so in fact, he never brought out the true essence of this sword.

Even after Su Wen's sword failed several times, he was tragically devoured by the sword intent, if it weren't for his many hole cards, he might have been in a different place long ago.

But Yanbei is different.

This is his sword.

When he wields this sword, he is truly sacrificing his life and forgetting death!

In an instant, Yousheng's heart suddenly contracted as if it was being clutched by a pair of big hands, because he knew that he couldn't block this sword, and he was doomed.

No one could save him.

Not in Qianxia, not in the high priest, not in Xu Huanzhi......

Except, that incomparably powerful woman.

So at the moment, Yousheng involuntarily shouted: "Queen Mother, save me!"

It seems that Yousheng's words really have some kind of magical power, or maybe the saint has the virtue of a good life, and he doesn't want the last orthodox bloodline of the demon clan to die, so before Yousheng's words fell, a fire cloud suddenly floated in the sky, and a dark blue starlight fell sharply and smashed towards Yan Bei's head.

"You dare!"

Yan Bei didn't look back, nor did he stop, although he knew that the Queen of the Clouds had arrived.

He didn't want to see her, and he didn't have to see her anymore, because he had seen enough of it when he was in Autumn City.

Now he just wants to kill Yousheng.

If you kill my mother, then I will kill your son.

Cause and effect in the world should be so simple.

So in the next moment, the Lechuan Sword in Yan Bei's hand easily pierced Yousheng's heart, passing through his back, ruthless, and resolute.

As if he didn't care, the starlight in mid-air would then smash his skull to pieces.

This is the sacrificial sword!

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PS: I like the role of Yanbei very much, but I feel a little sorry that I couldn't give Yousheng too many scenes, this scene has been thinking about it for a long time in my mind, and I can finally show it in front of you today, which can be regarded as a wish.

There are two more chapters at the end, so please look forward to it. (To be continued......)