The light veil under the scarlet moon dispersed, Li Fan turned around with a cruel smile, looked at Luoyang who had no sword in his hand, and looked at the unscathed wooden sword in front of him, just about to let go of his words, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, a sword mark ran through his henchman, deep into his viscera, if it weren't for him, I am afraid that he would have died at this time.

"As I said, this sword will defeat you, so you will be defeated!"

Luoyang approached Li Fan, those indifferent eyes stared at Li Fan's eyes, and the constricted sword momentum floated up again, bullying the demons, pressing Li Fan to keep his body short, and finally knelt in front of Luoyang unwillingly.

"Remember my following words, if you don't kill you this time, it's for Nanno's sake, don't provoke again, let alone think crookedly, otherwise even if you are the future Demon Emperor, you will not be spared, and anyone I want to kill will not be able to save anyone, without exception!"

Luoyang said coldly, and inevitably remembered the Tuotian Ghost Emperor again, and the murderous aura swept up, so frightened that Li Fan's eyes widened, among his peers, Demon Xiangyu killed the most, but his murderous aura was like a drop in the ocean compared to Luoyang, which was really not worth mentioning.

Sensing the murderous aura of purgatory, the Great Elder who closed his eyes and recuperated also opened his eyes, looked at Luoyang, and preached: "Okay, Luoyang, you are still an outsider to most demons, you know what to do and what not to do, the old man is true to his word, and I hope you can stop in moderation." ”

When the words fell, the murderous aura in the mountains dissipated like spring snow, Luoyang bowed to the great elder and replied gently, "The juniors have always been obedient, and the seniors can rest assured." ”

After that, Luoyang no longer paid attention to Li Fan, walked to Nannuo's side, and gently helped Yiren straighten out the wisps of green silk scattered in his ears, and his eyes were facing each other, full of affection.

Nan Nuo smiled and squinted his apricot eyes, ignoring the gaze of the Great Elder, and took the initiative to kiss his lover's lips, and the two shadows lingered together, unwilling to separate for a long time.

The Great Elder looked at the peaceful Immortal Demon Yan, chuckled lightly, and then drove the fire crow away, not looking at Li Fan again from beginning to end.

The demon race is a race that pays attention to strength, and the temple is even more powerful.

It is nothing to lose in the open, and it is nothing to win by scheming, but it is absolutely intolerable to be crushed by scheming methods like Li Fan, he is no longer worthy of being a member of the temple, and there is no need to pay attention.

Li Fan watched the Great Elder go away, slowly clenched his palms, turned around and quietly descended the mountain, secretly revising his follow-up plan with hatred.

He did lose today, but how can he know who the real winner is until the end, he is not dead yet, and there are countless possibilities.

The seamless shadows were temporarily separated, and Nan Nuoqiao snuggled in Luoyang's arms with a slightly red face, looking at Li Fan's back, narrowing his eyes, and hiding endless killing opportunities.

"I'm going to find a way to kill him, before he moves you. ”

Li Fan is very ambitious, very talented, and very good at disguise, I can't tell when I will stab you in the back, Nan Nuo doesn't want Luoyang to take any risks, so Li Fan must die.

Luoyang looked at the Great Elder who had disappeared, stretched out his palm, and said, "What do you think of, give me a sword." ”

Seeing Luoyang's serious expression, Nan Nuo took out a long sword after thinking twice, and looked at the cliff with anticipation, at this distance, if you want to kill Li Fan, you have to take the sword or cut out the sword qi, no matter what method Luoyang uses, it means that he can set off towards the sword immortal again.

Luoyang urged the sword, perceiving the spiritual power that came out of thin air in his body, drew his sword and slashed down the mountain, and the violent golden sword qi fell from the holy mountain, and fell behind Li Fan in the blink of an eye.

"Didn't you promise the Great Elder that he would never act recklessly?"

"Hehe, who cares what I do but you?" I just said casually, fooling the old man, if he believed it, he would be really embarrassed. ”

"You're so bad, you're getting more and more like a demon, I like it so much. ”

"That's fine. ”

Ahem, seeing the unscrupulous men and women approaching again, Nan Mo coughed twice and escaped from the devil, looked at Li Fan's corpse, and said softly: "Your sword seems to be stronger." ”

Luoyang embraced Yiren, and his high-spirited fingers were sword, swinging in the air, and three sword qi swept towards the dome, cutting off a few wisps of yarn and disappearing.

"Yes, now I feel that if I have enough strength, I can cut off everything, including this heaven and earth. ”

"Haha, it's really an ant who has seen and heard, cut open the world, and wait for you to reach the top If you can still say this, Lao Tzu will learn to bark at you. ”

"Demon Lord...... The father-in-law doesn't have to be like this, it's Meng Lang. ”

Luoyang wanted to finalize the gambling contract, but Nan Nuo had to change his words in a hurry, and Nan Mo, who was called by his father-in-law, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Words must be believed, deeds must be fruitful, if you can't do it, lead Kunlun into my demon realm. ”

"Father-in-law, Kunlun is not a mountain, nor is it a group of sword immortals, Kunlun is unwilling to bow to the belief of gods, demons, demons and demons, and the will not to submit to the doom of heaven and earth. ”

"As long as people live, they have faith, one Kunlun will fall sooner or later, the next Kunlun will appear, and one day the world will be full of Kunlun, what are the gods, demons and demons at that time?"

Nan Mo was slightly stunned, chuckled and disappeared into the depths of the Immortal Demon Yan, secretly looking at Nan Nuo's back, this granddaughter is very good, and her eyes on people are no worse than her mother's.

Qi Tianxiang is not wrong, this sword in Luoyang may not be just Qi Tian.

The moon hangs on the branches, the stars are hidden, the enemy chieftains are not numerous, and the manpower is exhausted.

The cultivators who were not afraid of death continued to urge the talisman magic weapon to bombard the formation, and the range of the Xuanwu Seven Killing Sword Formation became smaller and smaller, and the brilliance became more and more dim.

The deep night sky flashed blood, a few thunderbolts fell, the majestic luck of Kunlun Xianmen was dispersed for most of it, and the war-filled mountains stepped into the bleak autumn day, the grass withered yellow, the flowers withered, the fallen leaves, the scene of defeat all over the mountain, like a drooping old rotten wood, dying and living every day.

Fan Suizhi laughed proudly, and with a light swing of the magic sword, he forced Wuchen to retreat, looking down at Kunlun Mountain, arrogant Yayoi, and shouted: "Wuchen, Kunlun Qi is about to run out, you are not familiar with it, when will you wait?"

Wu Chen untied the robe on his body, grasped the palm of his hand, the smoke and clouds gathered, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand turned into a five-foot heavy sword, with a solemn expression and no retreat.

"Fight for the sword to live, die for the sword, do not seek the afterlife, stand in the present!"

The voice was as sonorous as a sword, and the Kunlun disciples who were struggling to support shouted at the same time, dragging their tired bodies, burning their fighting intent, drawing their swords to fight, even if they died, they would cut out a sword, and even if they were mixed with the blade, they would detonate the spirit rune weapon and die with the surrounding enemy chiefs.

"Leave the disciples of the Sui Sword Sect to listen to the order, slaughter the mountain! slaughter the mountain!"

Fan Sui was jealous, and shouted three times to slaughter the mountain, this pass on the top of Kunlun Mountain is very difficult, but as long as it is passed, there will be no sword gate in Kunlun Mountain in the future, only the Sword Sect!

Thunder rolled, and the western sky suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light.

"Reggaeon flies, fall!"

"Sky Bird, Amazing Thunder!"

"Kill the Immortal Thunder, Disease!"

Qianling Mountain and the other three masters of the sect urged the spell at the same time, and the three purple lightning thunderbolts were superimposed into one, and the thin Hao Tianyang Yan was easily torn apart when it resisted slightly, and the electric light penetrated through the void, completely engulfing Lingyin's figure.

"Lingyin!"

Wu Chen roared, his eyes were red, his eyebrows and eyes were full of infinite murderous intent, his eyes were no longer calm, his heavy sword opened and closed, and he did not have the calm and immovable momentum of Fang Cai at all.

Fan Sui sneered in private, most of the fear in his heart disappeared, and he dodged to avoid Wu Chen's heavy sword, and there was an indescribable calmness in his sword style.

The blood in the sky became thicker and thicker, and most of the luck of Kunlun Mountain was dispersed again, and the abundant aura in the mountains became extremely thin, and the unshakable mountains continued to tremble, and stones the size of millstones rolled back and forth.

The power of the Diaoyutai in the world can no longer hold back, countless immortal boats cover the sky and the sun, regardless of the loss of spirit stones, go straight to Kunlun Mountain, and some cultivators lurking under the mountain also join the battlefield at the same time, controlling the magic weapon flying sword, and in a moment, the number of cultivators surrounding the mountain is three times more.

Zhang Junbao and Itgrad hid in the breeze and moonlight, silently examining the battle situation, the rout of Kunlun Mountain was very unexpected, and the mountain gate was broken in a short time, this ancient mountain gate could not and should not fall at this time.

"What kind of medicine is in the gourd of Qingxu?"

"I don't know, but what is certain is that this is a big game of chess, and he let Nanmo take that child to the Demon Realm, probably in order to leave a fire for Kunlun Mountain, so that he can do it wantonly. ”

"This old man is still as eccentric as ever, to such a point I wonder how he can turn defeat into victory? I can't think of any other winners, the master can't get out of Xianyang, the demon clan picked up the cheap but there is no guarantee that there is no possibility of falling into the well, the Heavenly Palace will not move because of Qi Tianxiang, but the remaining two realms of the earth demon are enough to completely erase Kunlun Mountain!"

"Hahahaha, you didn't understand the old way, but I didn't expect that I hadn't heard a big drama for thousands of years, but in the end it became a play, and before I knew it, I went on stage and got the script. ”

Zhang Junbao smiled helplessly, Kunlun really has no new force now, so Qingxu paid attention to him and Itgrad, no matter how strong the ghost spirit from the underworld is, it can't be stronger than the Wudang Patriarch, and the other top can't cross the grassland holy monk.