The Sword Demon Rebellion was undoubtedly the biggest disaster the cultivation world had ever experienced, and even the big demon that swept through the Demon Domain decades before him and almost dominated the continent was covered up by him.

As soon as the Sword Demon was born, he used Dacheng's Blood Demon Sword Sword to kill the Sword Immortal Shang Qingtian of the Shoreless Sword Peak, and then fought against the entire continent with the power of one person.

In that era, there were also countless veteran immortals who came forward.

Xianzun Xun Rizhao, Jiuxian Jiang Yuebai and both lose.

And except for these two, the immortals who fought with the sword demon basically didn't make it back alive.

When Xun Rizhao was forced to retreat, the Sword Demon dragged his seriously injured body and left after a slaughter in the Holy Pavilion, and in that battle, the strong men of the previous generation were almost lost.

The Blood Demon Sword Technique has also become an indelible shadow hanging over the Holy Pavilion, Fang Chengyi's Immortal Slashing Sword Technique is transformed from the Blood Demon Sword, and it is difficult to say whether there is a real Blood Demon Sword with half the power.

Sima Wuhua was not in the Holy Pavilion at that time, and he narrowly escaped, but he would never forget the strong smell of blood that still lingered on Lingxiao Peak after he returned to the mountain.

He didn't know the relationship between the Sword Demon and the Shoreless Sword Peak before, but when Shang Yunjian killed the Holy Pavilion back then, he faintly saw the figure full of killing meaning from his body, even if it was this person who harvested the life of the Sword Demon in the Battle of Demon Punishment.

Now he is finally convinced that his fears were justified.

He planned to kill Shang Yunjian at all costs.

Shang Yunjian held Mo Li, felt Sima Wuhua's gaze, his expression froze, and his figure disappeared abruptly.

There were countless tiny depressions in the clouds that appeared almost at the same time.

That's the trail of wandering.

And almost instantly, these depressions shattered directly along with the clouds.

"The ghost doesn't go away. ”

Shang Yunjian felt the figure behind him and snorted.

Countless subtle rubbing sounds sounded on Shang Yunjian's side, as if countless silkworms were gnawing on mulberry leaves, which sounded somewhat pleasant and moving.

The blood light on the Moli sword appeared, and under the mask of Sima Wuhua, it seemed that the blood demon that devoured the heavens and the earth was born.

A huge crack appeared in the clouds, and the light of the Eye of the Sky was sprinkled through it, visible to people from all over the continent.

Shang Yun fell into a cloud, and finally used Liuyun's hand to stabilize his body, his eyes fell on the depression in his chest, thoughtful.

Not far away, Sima Wuhua's clothes were already in tatters, and he was embarrassed, but there were not many wounds on his body.

Obviously, this time in the confrontation, it was Sima Wuhua who had a slight upper hand.

Sima Wuhua coughed lightly twice, and said in a cold voice: "I didn't expect you to have reached the realm of no sword. ”

Shang Yunjian said leisurely: "I haven't been in vain all these years. ”

"Sima Immortal Master is also hiding deeply, it is actually the legendary Ling Xiao Three Breaks, no wonder the Blood Demon Sword Technique can't deal with you. His eyes were full of battle intent, and there was a flash of thunder on the Moli Sword, "I have heard Lingxiao three times for a long time, the martial arts of the world are broken clearly, the magic of the world is broken by the spirit, and the intention of the world is broken, I want to see, how can you break my invisible sword intent!"

Sima Wuhua sneered when she heard this.

Back then, in order to fight against the Blood Demon Sword, he forcibly cultivated Ming Duan to the extreme.

The sword intent is invisible, non-artificial, non-thought, and now Shang Yunjian has reached the realm of no sword, the sword intent has been reborn, and the sword intent is monstrous as soon as his mind moves, and his method for the blood demon sword is not applicable.

So he raised his hand, tore a cirrus cloud from the sea of clouds, and threw it towards Shang Yunjian.

The cirrus clouds continued to collapse and dissolve during the flight, gradually becoming a tiny black ball, and a sense of silence appeared in it.

This is the mastery of the birth and destruction of all things, and it is one of Sima Wuhua's most proud means.

All things come into being, turn over and perish, just as the Creator reigns over everything.

Extinguish the word scroll, and all things will be destroyed.

Wherever the pitch-black ball passed, no matter whether it was vitality or spiritual power, nothing existed.

Shang Yunjian's gaze was slightly condensed, and the invisible sword intent was exhausted, and he slammed into the pitch-black ball head-on.

......

"The Blood Demon Sword is a sword that kills immortals, if you hit the sword, you must not use spiritual power, what magic weapon is used, in short, you can't use spiritual power!"

"After the sword, the blood and qi will be scattered with vitality, and it will be suppressed with all its strength with the flesh, all of which should be remembered, the flesh can only be used to suppress the wound!

At the time of crisis, Sima Wuhua's teachings appeared in Meng Huanya's mind, and she hurriedly calmed her mind, endured the pain that pierced her heart, and forcibly suppressed the wound with the strength of her body.

Her face turned extremely pale, and she was secretly glad that she hadn't escaped from Sima Immortal Master to explain the Blood Demon Sword Technique.

At that time, she was still laughing at Sima Wuhua behind her back, how could she hold on to this long-lost swordsmanship, and even found time to explain to her disciples, and now she finally understands a little. 139

It's just such a small opening, and it almost killed her.

The splattered blood finally stopped, Meng Huanya rolled on a lazy donkey, narrowly dodged Ming Dao's slash, and a red light flew out of his sleeve, sending Ming Dao away from the shock.

That magic weapon was called Ranhong Fei, and it was originally able to kill Ming Dao even under the suppression of the ink array, but now it could only leave a few blood cuts on his body.

Meng Huanya was not depressed, gritted her teeth, and pinched the Suzaku Seal tightly.

A fiery aura permeated her body, forcibly resisting the violent suppression of the ink array.

She spurted out a mouthful of blood, and without stopping at her feet, she staggered quickly into the forest.

Forcibly using the Vermilion Bird Seal against the ink array, her body meridians had gradually collapsed under the pressure of the ink array, and she couldn't support it for too long.

But only the Vermilion Bird Seal can give her a speed that is enough to break through the Ming Dao in a short period of time.

He remembered that Sima Wuhua had said that casting the Blood Demon Sword Technique required the consumption of his own blood and qi, and if he used it excessively, he would even explode and die.

The Sword Demon didn't know how many living beings it devoured back then to offset the consumption of the Blood Demon Sword, and Ming Dao must have been affected by the Blood Demon Sword.

What she has to do now is to cross the Ming Dao and rob and kill Wei Sheng.

She knew very well how important Wei Sheng's music was in the previous battle.

And the ink array has been protecting Ming Dao, and Wei Sheng's side is relatively empty.

This is her last chance.

The Vermilion Bird Seal was burning, and Meng Huanya was also burning, rushing into the forest like a flowing fire, and disappeared in an instant.

In the forest at this time, Wei Sheng felt the approach of the fiery breath, his fingers left the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped.

For some reason, she didn't panic, her face remained calm, and there was no sign of running away.

When the flames burned in front of her, she did only one thing.

She picked up the piano in her hand and threw it forward.

With a loud bang, the xylophone shattered and bloomed in an instant, and when the strings were broken and humming, the spiritual ink bloomed one after another, slowing Meng Huanya's footsteps a little.

Meng Huanya suddenly felt that something was wrong.

In the previous information, the name of the piano in Mr. Wei Ba's hand was "Ming Feng", which was made by the former owner of Momei Mountain Villa with thousand-year-old phoenix blood wood, and the sound of the piano was like a phoenix chirping in the sky, which was a rare treasure in the world, how could it be thrown out by her like a brick, and it was broken so completely?

Before she could think further, a cold light from the ink lit up her eyes.

The xylophone is broken, but the sword in the piano is not broken.

It turned out that from the very beginning, there was a sword hidden in this xylophone.

This sword is very delicate, and it suddenly regained its sight, and the cold light on the sword was shining, and it seemed that he couldn't wait.

Different from the blood color of the previous Ming Dao Blood Demon Sword, this cold light was very clear, but there was no killing intent, as if he could cut off everything in front of him just by casually blooming his edge.

The cold light passed, and Meng Huanya's complexion changed greatly.

She screamed, "Clear!"

Huaqing Sword, once the head of the Eight Swords of the Canglangmen Town, was later taken away by Shang Yunjian, and there has been no news since then.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, it actually appeared in Wei Sheng's hands!

Meng Huanya hurriedly thought, and a picture floated out of the clothes on her chest, but before the pattern on it appeared, it was smashed to the ground by a hard object.

The treasure of Momei Villa, Moyun inkstone.

The ink color swallowed everything on the map, and Meng Huanya had no choice but to retreat and retreat sharply.

A wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of Wei Sheng's mouth, and he stretched out his hand to take out a xylophone from the grass next to him.

Meng Huanyan vomited blood and retreated, feeling shocked in her heart.

Hua Qing Jian, Mo Yun Yan, Ming Fengqin...... How many artifacts are there on Wei Sheng's body!

She would never have thought of that answer, because Ming Dao had already come behind her, and the Blood Demon Sword swung out again, piercing her chest directly.

The Vermilion Bird Seal wants to protect the master, but the Blood Demon Sword specializes in the aura of the Immortal Family, how can it stop it?

Blood splattered, Meng Huanya couldn't support it anymore, struggled to the ground, stared at Wei Sheng with his eyes, wanted to scold but couldn't scold.

"The little junior sister is always the most favored one, I can't help it, what can you do?"

Ming Dao walked to Wei Sheng's side with some difficulty, and the two looked at each other and smiled.