"Boom!"

A deafening loud bang sounded, as if the star field collided, the entire sky was shaking violently, and huge spatial cracks spread into the distance, and a black figure was shaken into the void and fell backwards again and again.

It's just the mix!

After Fang Ye used the Nine Divine Statues, the strength he could exert was already comparable to that of the powerhouses in the late stage of the Venerable Lord, and then he used the Vermilion Bird Dao Seal, which had an astonishing attack power, and the power he could exert was far beyond the power that the Venerable Lord could exert in the later stage.

"Khooth!"

A clear sound of a sharp sword unsheathed sounded, and although it was not loud, it was clear to everyone.

The black Frost Flowing Shadow Sword appeared in the void, and the Dao Frost Pattern on it seemed to come to life, flowing with the cold rhythm of the Great Dao, and it blatantly stopped in front of Chaogang, and the whole world was dimmed.

The moment he saw the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword, his face changed drastically, and his gray eyes shrank to the size of a needle, obviously recognizing the origin of the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword.

Facing the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword, he didn't have time to react otherwise, and opened his mouth to spew out a small jade crystal white sword, which rose in the wind, and with a chilling holy might, it rushed towards the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword.

This turned out to be a holy soldier!

"Ding!"

The tips of the two long swords, one black and one white, collided together, making a crisp sound, as if ringing in the depths of everyone's minds, tearing the sky apart with huge spatial cracks, which could not be bridged for a long time.

The white holy sword was slashed by the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword, and the brilliance on it was faintly dimmed, and it was implicated, and a trace of blue-black blood appeared at the corner of the mixed mouth, and the luster on the scaly-covered cheeks was obviously much darker.

This sword was issued by Xue Qianqian with anger. Even if Xue Qianqian was still far from being able to exert the full power of the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword, it was by no means something that a Saint-level primary magic weapon could resist, and she suppressed the White Holy Sword with a light please.

If it weren't for Xue Qianqian's lack of cultivation, this one blow would be enough to smash the White Holy Sword!

"Frost Shadow Sword, are you from the Snow Clan?!" Gang didn't exclaim until now, under the majestic power of the Frost Shadow Sword, even he couldn't be as calm as he was just now. His face became unusually ugly.

Xue Qianqian's pretty face was frosty, the snowflake mark in her eyebrows was unprecedentedly shiny, and her clear eyes did not have the slightest emotion, flashing with a chilling killing intent.

The foul language that Mix Gang said made Xue Qianqian completely furious, and directly used the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword, and the vast divine energy blocked this void, not giving Mix Gang a chance to break out of the void.

Those in the distance apparently heard the screams of the gangsters as well, and quickly turned their heads when they heard the words. Looking at the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword hanging high in the air, someone suddenly shouted: "Sure enough, it's the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword! It's the Snow Clan's Snow Qianqian!"

On the top of the Bright Moon Cliff, Fang Ye and Xue Qianqian and the others had already become famous in a battle, and the remaining people in the field were all guys from the middle and early stages of the Venerable Lord, and they couldn't get close at all at that time, they didn't see the appearance of Fang Ye and the others clearly, and they didn't recognize Fang Ye and the others for a while.

Seeing the Frost Shadow Sword come out, someone guessed their identity. With the artifact there, their faith became stronger.

"Whew!"

Just when everyone was in shock. A translucent dagger flashed out of the void, splitting the void with a clear spatial crack, but without making a sound, it stabbed directly at the back of Chaogang's head.

Mo Chengying has made a move!

Taking advantage of the fact that he was just startled by the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword, Mo Chengying seized the opportunity and silently stabbed a killing blow at the chaos. There is no murderous aura escaping, but it has unimaginable speed!

When the dagger rubbed against Minggang's skin, the fine blue-black scales on the back of Minggang's head instinctively stood upside down, and it was too late to use the holy sword in his hand at this time.

At this moment, the mixture roared violently. A tortoise shell full of cracks suddenly appeared in the back of his head, black light flickered on the fine scales, and the magic power of his whole body poured to the back of his head, defending against this blow with all his might.

A playful smile appeared on Mo Chengying's slightly chubby face, and the forward momentum of the dagger changed sharply, drawing a perfect arc in the void, and suddenly flashed past the tail end of Chaogang's left arm.

"Poof!"

Minggang's arm covered with blue-black scales flew out in an instant, blue-black blood spilled into the sky, and Minggang's painful snort sounded in the void.

Chao Gang's right hand grasped the white holy sword, and slashed down behind him, but it was slashed into the air, and Mo Chengying had already disappeared into the void here, not feeling his qi at all.

"Boom!"

There was a terrifying spatial fluctuation in the sky ahead, and a huge and vast Xuanwu stretched across the sky, exuding a cold and bone-chilling qi, roaring towards the chaos, and everywhere it passed, the void was frozen out of the Dao cracks, and the power was terrifying.

Chao Gang hurriedly raised the white holy sword in his hand, exuding a vast holy might, and the sword was swallowed, colliding with the huge black Xuanwu.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a violent and raging spatial fluctuation swept in all directions from the void, destroying countless trees, mountains and rocks, and the huge Xuanwu screamed and disappeared without a trace.

Stopping this blow, Minggang became even weaker, gasping for breath, the aura on his body was also a little scattered, and even the white holy sword in his hand was completely dimmed, and he suffered unimaginable heavy damage in this blow.

"Kill!"

Before he could react, there was a roar in his ears that pierced through the golden cracked stone, and Fang Ye fell from the sky with the Reverse Scale Heavenly Knife in his hand, and every scale on the Reverse Scale Heavenly Knife exuded a dazzling yellow brilliance, splitting the void into a huge spatial crack and slashing towards Chao Gang's head.

Fang Ye integrated part of the power of the Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding into the Reverse Scale Heavenly Sword, and even if the Reverse Scale Heavenly Sword collided head-on with the Holy Sword at this time, it would not be too damaging.

After suffering several heavy blows in succession, the trauma of Chaogang's body was extremely severe, and at this time, he only raised the holy sword in his hand slightly with all his might, and at the same time tilted his head to the side.

"Poof!"

The Reverse Scale Heavenly Knife in Fang Ye's hand slashed dominantly on one of Mixed Gang's shoulders, directly embedded in Mixed Gang's shoulder blades, and failed to smash it with one slash!

"My demon clan's physique is unparalleled in the world! you can't kill me! Give me death!" The demonic qi in Chaogang's body rolled, his face was hideous and fierce, and he raised the holy sword in his hand and was about to stab towards Fang Ye.

"Dare to speak disrespectfully to Qianqian, even if your physical body is comparable to an artifact, I will tear you alive today!" Fang Ye's black hair was agitated, and his eyes were full of brilliance and murderous aura.

The mana in Fang Ye's body was running violently according to the Nine Dragons Breaking Technique, and the phantom of the nine divine dragons faintly appeared behind him, and the brilliance on the Reverse Scale Heavenly Sword became more and more brilliant, with an indomitable momentum, he tore the chaos in half, and the blue-black blood mixed with the internal organs and fell to the ground, and the fishy smell was tangy.

The vitality of the demon clan was extremely tenacious, even if it was split in half by Fang Ye, he still did not lose his breath, his face was fierce, and two mysterious and mysterious black runes bloomed in his eyes, falling on the lower half of his body.

The lower half of Chaogang's body turned into a cloud of blood mist on the spot, like a blood-colored flame, burning fiercely.

"Heavenly Demon Sacrifice, Demon Saint is here!" he roared hoarsely, his eyes full of madness.

Looking at the beating blood-colored flames, Fang Ye had a feeling of horror, he didn't know much about the Demon Race, if it was really as Gang said, summoning a sage to come in person, even if Fang Ye had twenty-four kinds of Xuan Spirit Artifacts, he would definitely be dead or alive!

At this time, Fang Ye immediately slapped out his left hand, and the green glow of the Demon Suppression Palace rushed out angrily in his palm, rising in the wind, and quickly turned into a huge palace the size of ten zhang, and rushed down towards Chaogang.

"Demon Suppression Palace!" Chao Gang exclaimed in shock, his demonic energy tumbling all over his body, trying to break free.

An old cold snort came from the Demon Suppression Palace, a green light flashed, and the chaotic broken body, the severed arm, and the burning blood flame all disappeared, and were put away by the Demon Suppression Palace.

After the last transformation of the Demon Suppression Palace, even if he faced a strong man in the early stage of the king, he could directly suppress death, not to mention this crippled demon clan who was only in the late stage of the lord.

Fang Ye was also intimidated by the prestige of the Demon Saint, and was worried that it would really attract a Demon Saint, otherwise he would not be willing to waste the number of times the Demon Suppression Palace was used. After all, the Demon Suppression Palace could only be used once a day.

Only the white holy sword was left beating violently under the Demon Suppression Palace, wanting to break free from the shackles of the Demon Suppression Palace, Fang Ye stretched out his right hand and slapped it on the white holy sword, the power of Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding was revealed, and the spiritual imprint inside was completely erased on the spot, and the pure white holy sword was completely quiet, revealing two small words on the hilt: Yuehua.

Fang Ye casually glanced at it and threw the Yuehua Holy Sword into the Xuanhuang space, raised his hand to put away the Demon Suppression Palace, and rushed towards the place where the other demon clan was, and at the same time hurriedly greeted Xue Qianqian: "Qianqian, be sure to stop that demon clan, they can make a soul call for help, don't let them recruit a stronger demon clan!"

Xue Qianqian knew the strictness of the matter, the colorful clouds chasing the moon on her head trembled gently, a full moon appeared behind her head, sprinkled with soft moonlight, and a nine-colored auspicious cloud appeared on the bottom of her feet, and instantly arrived at the side of another demon.

Chaoyue only had a broken holy knife full of cracks, and he couldn't raise his head when he was suppressed by the phantom and Xiao Hei along with a dozen venerable lords, and when he heard the words 'Demon Suppression Palace', he was using the secret method to rush out desperately, and the black blood on his body was like a spring.

Seeing that the chaos was about to be blocked by everyone, the Frost Shadow Sword instantly appeared in front of him, plunging into his skull like slicing tofu.

Xue Qianqian's jade hand holding the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword was lightly raised, and her body shattered into pieces of ice slag, completely scattered. (To be continued......)

PS: Chapter 2 is here! At least one more chapter today!