Dingding——!

The piercing sword roar echoed in the basement one after another, and the Dao sword light flew sparkly.

Between the swords and swords, two graceful shadows flickered, killing like lightning!

As soon as the two sides clashed, the demon side was quickly suppressed.

The two protectors were forced back by the sword wind, their heads split, and several flesh and blood blades stretched out from their bodies, roaring back.

Even though Yan Lingshuang was wearing a hip-wrapping skirt, her posture was still elegant, and she easily avoided it with her spinning steps, and with the flow of the Xuanjian, she completely resolved the demon's attack.

Luo Xian'er danced lightly with her sword, smashing several demons in the blink of an eye, and the siege of the four Dharma protectors was easily shaken away.

“.”

Yang Shifei raised his hand to block the strong wind.

But in a few breaths, the sword light that flickered like a galaxy suddenly erupted!

Even if the six old protectors tried their best to resist, hundreds of sword lights broke through the defense in an instant, directly smashing their bodies into fine pieces of flesh.

Yan Lingshuang raised her sword and swept again, and the biting cold air whistled past, and when the flesh and blood rolled off, it had already turned into ice slag all over the ground.

"Whew-"

The two women put their swords back into their sheaths together, and their breath was not chaotic at all.

Kill all the demons in the basement, less than twenty breaths, it can be described as flowing water, without the slightest wave.

Yan Lingshuang glanced at the girl beside her silently, slightly surprised.

I haven't seen it for a while, and Xian'er's cultivation attainments are much deeper. With such a powerful sword momentum, I am afraid that it can be comparable to the peak of heaven and man.

"With you two celestials in charge, it's really reassuring."

Yang Shifei pulled Yuerui over and chuckled: "I thought I would have to fight hard, but I didn't expect it to be solved so quickly." ”

Luo Xian'er said calmly: "Although the figures of these demons are strange and changeable, in terms of cultivation, they are still inferior to the heavenly and human Xuanwu after all. ”

She looked sideways—

A broad-bladed sword stood on top of the sword platform, exuding a chilling chill, and the blade was dyed pitch black.

"This is the holy soldier of the Yan Kingdom?"

"That's right." Yan Lingshuang's face was solemn: "This sword change is really incredible. ”

Yang Shifei's eyes moved slightly. At that time, the holy soldiers of the Liang State were wrapped in blood eggs, sending filth to various places and casting them into flesh and blood palaces. But the holy soldiers of Yan Kingdom were alone on the stage

Is it just a coincidence, or is there another pattern?

"Girl, do you feel the flow of filth?"

"Hmm"

Yuerui frowned, as if she was perceiving carefully.

After a moment, she shook her head: "The filth here did not flow outward, but only gathered under the sword platform, and then flowed into the sword body. ”

Yang Shifei thought for a moment, and still walked towards the sword platform.

"Right or wrong?!" Yan Lingshuang hurriedly said, "Approaching rashly, won't it be too dangerous-"

"If there's anything wrong, I'll return it as soon as possible."

Yang Shifei stepped on the sword platform and stared at the holy soldiers who were about to move: "But if you want to purify the holy soldiers, you have to come in person!" ”

Immediately, he grasped the hilt of his sword and began to absorb the filth.

"Tsk!"

Yang Shifei's face trembled, his right arm trembled like a throb, and the billowing cold air was constantly pouring into his body.

The magic knife behind his back burst and climbed up to his arm, piercing into the flesh and blood again, in order to share the pressure of the cold air.

The Taiwu Saint Soldier trembled more and more violently, as if he wanted to struggle to get out of trouble.

Yang Shifei's eyes widened angrily, he stood firmly, holding the big sword in both hands, and pulled it out of the sword platform, and a cold wind blew in the basement.

Yuerui wanted to step forward to help, but when she saw this situation, she couldn't help but stay.

The girl's eyes blinked, a little surprised.

Brother, he has been experiencing several times recently, and he has really become a lot stronger

"Drink!"

Yang Shifei's muscles burst out, he roared angrily, and pulled out the big sword completely.

A stream of black gas erupted from the sword platform, as if terror was brewing underground.

He took two steps back with a calm face, gritted his teeth, and continued to absorb the filth that overflowed from his sword.

The shimmer of the holy soldier flickered, and it seemed that it was gradually regaining its spirituality, suppressing back the filth that was almost pouring out of the sword platform.

Yan Lingshuang couldn't help but widen her eyes when she saw this, and she tightened her chest.

"The ability to right and wrong is so amazing, it really can."

"Childe."

Luo Xian'er was even more nervous, her face turned pale, and she was worried.

Only the last point is missing.

Yang Shifei's breathing became heavier and heavier, and cold sweat gradually flowed, almost unable to hold the big sword.

Although the meridians in the body were tougher than before, the dantian had also expanded a little. But the filth contained in this sword is much richer than that of the royal family of the Liang Kingdom.

Holding on for a moment, he suddenly let out a long sigh and stuck the tip of his sword on the ground with satisfaction.

"-It's done!"

A burst of cold air gushed out from the flesh and blood of the magic knife, and Yang Shifei raised his head and was even more relieved, and his whole body was wet with sweat.

In the next moment, the Taiwu Holy Soldier shone with a warm light, illuminating the basement slightly, and quickly dispelling the filth that permeated the surroundings.

"Great!"

Yuerui immediately pounced, not caring at all that he was covered in sweat, and his little face was full of happy smiles: "Brother is so amazing!" ”

Yang Shifei wiped the sweat from his face and grinned: "It's not my credit alone. ”

He touched the magic knife on his shoulder: "This little guy is also very tired. ”

Luo Xian'er and Yan Lingshuang also hurriedly approached, one left and one right stepped forward to support.

"Childe, are you alright?!"

"Right or wrong, you now."

"I'm fine." Yang Shifei laughed: "Looking at me like this, are you very haggard?" ”

Luo Xian'er's eyes were full of worry: "Your face is white and scary. ”

Yan Lingshuang reached out and touched the side of his face: "And it's like an ice cube." ”

"Ugh"

Yang Shifei smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, I'm in pretty good shape now." ”

It's not that it's, it's that the meridians in the body support the cold influx. Now it can be said that he is in excellent condition, and he seems to have inexhaustible strength all over his body.

The muscles and bones and flesh twitched slightly, and they were tempered again under the high concentration of cold air.

"Anyway, rest on me."

Luo Xian'er frowned and said, "I'll check my body in case there are any dark injuries." ”

Seeing that she had a rare face that could not be denied, Yang Shifei smiled gently, and nodded in response: "Okay, listen to the lady." ”

After speaking, he put his arm on the girl's shoulder.

“.”

Luo Xian'er's face was slightly red from sweat, but she was more worried in her heart, and she carefully checked her pulse.

After a moment, the girl breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's fine."

Yan Lingshuang was also relieved when she heard this, and then turned her attention back to the holy soldiers.

"In this way, the Holy Soldier is completely restored?"

"At least it's okay, it's okay to suppress filth."

Yang Shifei thought for a while, and then said: "However, the situation in the capital may not be so simple to solve. ”

Yan Lingshuang was stunned when she heard this: "Why is this?" ”

"Unlike the Liang Kingdom, the strange flesh and blood in the palace here did not come from the holy soldiers, but condensed by itself."

Yang Shifei speculated: "The holy soldier can dispel the filthy aura in a short time, but the martial artist who has already entered the demon may not disappear on the spot." ”

"So, Huang Hong and the others—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the basement passage.

The crowd followed the prestige, and soon saw a large number of soldiers appear.

But their faces were bloody and their expressions were hideous, as if they were an army of demons.

"Yan Lingshuang, you are no longer the emperor of Yan Kingdom, and you dare to trespass into the basement and want to steal the national treasure!"

Several well-dressed generals walked out of the crowd, their faces full of anger: "Don't hurry up and arrest it!" ”

"Don't worry, this woman has already fallen into the poison of the Prime Minister's Immortal Refining Powder, even if she can survive by luck, her cultivation will definitely be greatly damaged!"

"Let the old man make a move, cut off her arms first!"

Listening to the angry shouts, Yan Lingshuang's eyes became colder and colder, and the sword intent gradually rose.

However, a figure suddenly stood in front of him.

Yan Lingshuang couldn't help but be stunned: "Right or wrong?" ”

"This place is full of filth just now, and you guys will strike again, so it's better to hold the holy soldier first and recover."

Yang Shifei took two steps out of his muscles, turned back and smiled at them: "These people, leave them to me." ”

"Boy! Who called you so arrogant! ”

A middle-aged general walked out quickly, his anger even stronger, and he brazenly drew his sword and attacked.

The fierce momentum comparable to the grandmaster is fully displayed, the blade is extremely heavy, and it is a slash in the head!

- Click!

The next moment, the wide-backed long knife was directly shattered by a punch, and the fierce fist slammed into the chest again.

The middle-aged general didn't have time to dodge, and his muscles and bones immediately cracked, and he flew upside down and smashed on the wall a few feet away.

The demons were shocked when they saw this. Who is this person, and his fist is so terrifying?!

Yang Shifei's right fist was cold, and he sneered:

"It's just right for you."

Immediately, he tore off his sleeves, the cold air on his arms was filled, and the battle intent in his eyes gradually rose.

Now that the cold qi in the body is too full, it is just a matter of fierce battle to consume it as soon as possible, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"I want to see how many of your demon army there are, enough for me to have a good fight!"

Yang Shifei smiled lowly, strode into the army, and burst into the army!

(End of chapter)