As soon as the Demon Emperor took out his palm, all the monks and monsters on the top of the mountain smelled the breath of death.

What a terrible coercion!

Enough to make their souls tremble!

Yi Xiaofeng was stupid in the face of this palm.

A giant palm slapped at him, as unstoppable as a mountain, and he felt so small.

Like an ant, about to be crushed to death.

Yi Xiaofeng had only one thought in his mind at this time.

What about actors?

Why can't it come down yet?

Almost everyone thought that Yi Xiaofeng was dead.

Who can stop this palm?

Yi Xiaofeng subconsciously swung his sword and blocked the demon sword in front of him.

Boom –

Yi Xiaofeng closed his eyes, only feeling that he was in a raging storm, his body couldn't move, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

It's done with the calf......

Yi Xiaofeng was desperate.

Actor Bai Hongxiao didn't come to help him!

Swindler......

Said that he would only let him face the opponent of the Foundation Realm?

Yi Xiaofeng complained wildly in his heart.

Wait a minute!

Wrong!

Yi Xiaofeng didn't feel the pain, and the strong wind around him was weakening rapidly.

Exclamations were heard from all directions:

"How is that possible!"

"He blocked the Demon Emperor's attack?"

"It's the sword!"

"Shhhh

"What is the origin of this son?"

"He is Yi Xiaofeng, the apprentice of the Sword Saint!"

......

When Yi Xiaofeng heard these voices, he couldn't help but open his eyes.

I saw that the demon sword in his hand emitted a vast sword light, and the demon power giant palm in front of him had dissipated more than half.

Blocked?

Yi Xiaofeng was pleasantly surprised, he looked at the demon sword in his hand.

He held the demon sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing downward, the blade still trembling.

Yi Xiaofeng finally saw this demon sword clearly.

It's not that the blade is in the shape of a dragon, but that there is a black dragon coiled around the sword.

Domineering!

This is Yi Xiaofeng's only feeling.

The blade of the demon sword is nearly one meter and a half long, which is a rare long sword, and the blade is four fingers wide, which is more like a thin sword than the entire sword.

The hilt of the sword seems to be inlaid with dragon scales, and it is very hard and heavy to hold, but it is not awkward, very comfortable, and a little cold.

Yi Xiaofeng raised his eyes and saw that the face of the Demon Emperor above the demon cloud was blue, and his eyes showed disbelief.

Si Kun Cicada next to the Demon Emperor was even more dumbfounded.

They still thought that the demon sword had recognized Yi Xiaofeng, otherwise how could they protect Yi Xiaofeng?

The corners of Yi Xiaofeng's mouth raised, and he threw the demon sword to the side, and the sword wind swept away, sweeping across a piece of gravel.

Diagonally lifting the demon sword, Yi Xiaofeng stood proudly.

"The demon sword belongs to me! Who dares to grab it!"

Yi Xiaofeng laughed vigorously, and his voice resounded on the top of Sword Tomb Mountain.

Quiet!

Everyone looked at Yi Xiaofeng in a daze.

Han Yuan trembled with excitement.

Master is Master.

Venerable Nan Qin was stupid.

This kid really grabbed the demon sword!

Incredible!

The Demon Emperor frowned, secretly frightened: "It's so easy to let the Demon Sword recognize the master?"

The palm just now, he slapped it angrily, and the demonic power contained in it did not leave his hand.

It's hard for ordinary babies and monsters to catch this palm!

Si Kun Chan's eyes were red.

He has always regarded the demon sword as his own sword, after all, this is the demon sword, his father is the demon emperor, the demon sword does not belong to him, who should it belong to?

Zhou Shaojun was also angry and trembling.

Wang Rushen is not there, his cultivation is not top-notch at this moment, and he does not dare to rise to the top at all.

Yi Xiaofeng, who was holding the demon sword, could block the attack of the demon emperor, and naturally he could also block him.

You can even kill him easily!

Silence!

At this moment, Yi Xiaofeng's momentum reached its peak.

Some of the momentum is not spontaneous, but the environment sets off!

The audience blew up!

"Turn the tide and win glory for the players of the earth!"

"Hahaha, Yi Shen is invincible!"

"He is Yi Xiaofeng, the number one player in the Eastern Region?"

"Invincible, I have the taste of the Sword Master!"

"Why do I think he's acting?"

"It blew up, I was so excited that I pinched my roommate's ......"

......

At this moment, Yi Xiaofeng is like the protagonist of the movie, leading the way at the most critical moment!

Yi Xiaofeng, who was holding a demon sword, was so handsome.

Freeze the frame!

In the future, this picture will be one of the indispensable pictures of Yi Xiaofeng's various editing videos!

The sunlight shone through the thundercloud gap pierced by the sword qi, and it just happened to fall on Yi Xiaofeng.

Yi Xiaofeng smiled contemptuously and stared at the Demon Emperor.

In fact, he hasn't let the demon sword recognize the lord yet.

But this time you have to hold on!

If you don't confess the Lord, you have to pretend to confess the Lord!

If he couldn't frighten off enemies from all directions, it would be difficult for him to keep the demon sword.

Jiu Jianyao looked at Yi Xiaofeng's back and fell into a trance.

This scene is so familiar......

Once, there was a man who carried his sword like this, and he could only look at his back from behind.

Yi Xiaofeng raised the demon sword, and the tip of the sword slashed a ray of light in mid-air, pointing at the demon emperor.

"Just because you want to kill me too? ”

"Are you ready?"

"This sword contains the wrath of countless unjust souls!"

Yi Xiaofeng poured the nine ghost powers in his body into the demon sword.

Buzz –

The demon sword trembled violently, bursting out with black light.

Yi Xiaofeng's arm trembled, almost not holding it, but he held on, and maintained a contemptuous smile on his face, but the cold sweat couldn't be hidden, and it had already flowed down his temples.

It's too strong!

This sword is ridiculously strong!

Yi Xiaofeng was extremely excited.

If such a sword belonged to him, he would definitely be even more arrogant than the young Bai Hongxiao in the future!

"The sword of the world, impossible! You have only built the foundation realm, how can Bai Hongxiao teach you such a peerless sword technique?"

The Demon Emperor said categorically, but he couldn't hide the panic in his eyes.

Sword of the world!

This is a nightmare in the hearts of many peerless masters.

Among them is the Demon Emperor!

Back then, he was defeated by this sword.

He will never forget the look in Bai Hongxiao's eyes when he was lying in the ruins and looking up at Bai Hongxiao.

Yi Xiaofeng raised the demon sword with one hand and shouted loudly: "Anyone who doesn't want to die, all of them will roll down the mountain for me! Otherwise, even people and demons will take the entire Sword Tomb Mountain and turn into ashes together!"

Wow –

Tens of thousands of monks and monsters were frightened.

The cowardly man was so frightened that he fled immediately.

More and more people fled, which made those who dared panic too.

After all, Yi Xiaofeng easily blocked the Demon Emperor's palm before!

"Demon Emperor, remember, my name is Yi Xiaofeng, a person you despised before but made you despair!"

Yi Xiaofeng laughed presumptuously, the cold sweat on his forehead became more and more, and his face became distorted, but as the momentum of the demon sword became more and more terrifying, no one thought that he was the end of the crossbow, but felt that he was very dangerous.

When the Demon Emperor heard this, his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip.

Si Kun Cicada next to him panicked.

Look at Yi Xiaofeng's posture doesn't look like a strong outfit!

Although he was very unwilling, he didn't want to die even more.

"Father's ......"

"Shut up!"

The Demon Emperor roared angrily, so frightened that Si Kuncian hurriedly shut up.

Yi Xiaofeng scolded secretly.

Why didn't this old boy retreat, and he had to force him to die?

And that actor, why are you still acting?

If he continues like this, he will be ruined!

"Little Master, kill him!"

Venerable Nanqin's voice floated in, Yi Xiaofeng glanced at it, only to see him and Han Yuan waving their hands while flying towards the sky.

They're on the run......