Although it was pierced through the back by Zhuge Chen with a sword edge because of the big support, the pig demon was actually fine. It just wanted to see what kind of means the white-clothed young man behind him had, and if it was too disappointed, it would be a big deal to kill it directly. I didn't even have a chance to live longer and give him a chance to practice.

But when it suddenly realized that if it allowed the other party to make a move, it was likely to die, so it broke free from Zhuge Chen's hands desperately. The price of doing so is naturally not small, if it weren't for being behind the stone gate, with the many backhands it left behind before it was imprisoned, it is very likely to be cut in two by Fang Cai with one sword.

Zhuge Chen looked at the pig demon, pressing forward step by step, and did not have the slightest intention of retreating in his heart. Of course, he also knew that if he still wanted to deceive the other party's eyes with the white horse, there was absolutely no way to achieve it. A wise practitioner is not afraid of suffering a small loss in the battle of life and death, as long as he does not die, the defeat in every confrontation will be the accumulated experience. Step by step, as long as the opponent is not careful, he will lose all the games. Anyway, it is already based on the premise of life and death, even if an arm is cut off, it is better than death.

Since he chose to fight with the pig demon in an upright manner, Zhuge Chen did not have any strength, and the Sanchen sword, which had been included in his scabbard, flew by, and bright stars hung behind it. Every rising star is the manifestation of Zhuge Chen's sword qi, but under the blessing of the Taoist secret method, it is no longer all cyan, but different colors. The pig demon was in it, and he only felt that every inch was a killing machine. But it still relied on its own physique, reaching out to pinch and pop a star. Then thousands of sword qi were released, sweeping the place and devouring the pig demon.

"Sure enough, after I broke the shackles for too long, sword cultivation is still the most difficult among you cultivators. The pig demon tore through the sword qi and walked out of it. Although it spoke lightly, it was already covered in scars. Zhuge Chen's sword qi could not be easily recovered if he cut a wound on the body of others, no matter how strong his physique was. The sword qi will only advance more and more towards the meridians, and if the other party does not distract from the sword qi, they will wait for the meridians to be broken and lose the power to make a move.

There was once a sage sword cultivator who once commented that Zhuge Chen's sword qi was like weeds, wildfires could not be burned, and the spring breeze blew and reborn. Other sword cultivators were only difficult to deal with because of the killing power beyond the original realm, but Zhuge Chen not only because of this, but also because of the sword qi that did not disperse.

Li Jingyun just shook his head lightly at this, laughed and said How can it be so simple. If you wait until Zhuge Chen's realm is higher, those sword qi will probably be the real "ownerless" things.

But looking at the appearance of the pig demon, he didn't seem to care, and still continued to speak: "If you meet me today, you are unlucky." Even if I just got out, my realm is far worse than before, but the means of dealing with sword cultivation that I have been rewarded by the Lord are still in my heart. Dealing with you sword cultivators is nothing more than three steps, restraining the sword, collecting the sword qi, and keeping the flying sword. After taking these three steps, no matter which sword cultivator it is, the lethality will be greatly reduced. Perhaps, as you say, my dog, who is also the Twelve Holy Spirits, died at your hands. Maybe I'll end up like that with a fair fight, but ...... You're wrong, you're a sword cultivator. ”

Saying this, the pig demon didn't know where to take a small bottle with a strange shape, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and just shook it slightly, and actually put the Sanchen Sword that was passing quickly into the bottle. Seeing this, Zhuge Chen was naturally extremely surprised. After all, it was a relic left by a kendo person, and following a saint for such a long time, not to mention whether it had become a divine weapon, at least it was among the best on the list of 100 weapons, which could already explain the mystery of the sword blade. But such a sword blade had no resistance in front of that ordinary bottle, which really made Zhuge Chen jealous. Even the rubber pillar sword, he didn't dare to hold it in his hand.

Fortunately, Zhuge Chen was not just a sword cultivator, and he couldn't use his own sword, which really made his killing power drop a lot. But with his fists clenched, he couldn't keep fighting.

"What other means, just use it?If I'm not mistaken, you still have a saber and a flying sword, right? Don't hide it, use it quickly, I haven't tasted the delicacy of the sword edge in this bottle for too long, and I can't wait!" The pig demon looked at Zhuge Chen and laughed, what it liked to see the most was the panicked expression of those pretentious sword cultivators who were unarmed. The reason why many sword cultivators are difficult is whether they have a sword in their hands or not, which is the difference in killing power. It is true that many formation masters have formations to arrest flying swords, but they are too cumbersome to arrange and take too much time. And as long as the sword cultivator is not too stupid and does not choose to take the initiative to step into it, he will still not lose the sword that is fundamental. The pig demon is completely different, as long as you can keep up with the sword cultivation sword with your mind, you only need to shake the bottle, and you can restrain the sword without risk.

In the era when their twelve holy spirits were entrenched on one side, the territory under the jurisdiction of the pig demon had the least sword cultivation, not only did they not dare to "make waves", but even their arrogance was lost. Carefully manage his sword, just hoping to escape one day.

Zhuge Chen ignored the pig demon, but took the Broken Sky Diagram on his back, pulled out his fist after exhaling a breath of turbidity, and walked slowly.

The pig demon was holding a long knife and smashed directly into the ground, leaving a deep ravine.

In the smoke and dust, Zhuge Chen rushed out with an arrow step, jumped a punch, and came towards the other party. At this moment, in Bai Yi's heart, the spirit is incomparable, and the only thought in his heart is that one punch is handed out one punch after another, alternating fists and fists, and never stopping. In fact, he did exactly that, beating the pig demon back step by step, until he was about to force it out of the stone gate. I only heard the pig demon roaring: "Enough, get back for me!"

The next moment, the long knife in the pig demon's hand revealed its true face. It is made of white bones, and there is a dragon head at the end of the knife handle, although it is not a real dragon and the flying dragon, but it is also a dragon that is almost a real dragon species. Two clouds of dark blue ghost fire rose from the dragon's skull eye sockets, and he actually opened his mouth and sprayed a beam of turquoise light. Zhuge Chen couldn't dodge, was hit in the chest, and fell into the distance. He took dozens of steps backwards before he could barely stabilize his figure.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, glanced at the tattered white clothes on his body, and narrowed his eyes, wanting to continue to rush forward. Before he could do it, there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest, and then he was bleeding. It turned out that there was a poison in the turquoise beam, and ordinary cultivators would naturally die when they touched it. If it weren't for Zhuge Chen's tenacity, and the sword qi in the meridians all the time, he would have died dead.

Biting the tip of his tongue, Zhuge Chen turned the mirror to force the poison out of his body, washed himself with sword qi, and washed away the blood stains before he stood up again.

It's just that during this period, where did the pig demon allow him to recuperate, and the long knife in his hand danced and rushed towards Zhuge Chen. With no choice, Bai Yi could only prop up the small world of his Taoist secret method and hide in it. Then he grabbed the gap of the opponent's long knife swing, walked out from behind the pig demon, and punched the opponent's neck. With this punch, even if a cultivator in the realm of the True Dao is hit by the vital point, eighty percent of them will not die or be disabled. But the pig demon only shook it twice, then turned his head and said to Zhuge Chen with a smile: "Good boy, the toughness is really strong. It's all come to this point, and I haven't given up. It's just that no matter how good your fist and foot skills are, can you compare to yourself with a sword in your hand? Roll down with me and die obediently!"

With the pig demon shouting, Zhuge Chen only felt that his ears were shocked and he was almost deaf, but fortunately, he was still stable for the time being.

Just when the pig demon wondered why the other party still didn't give up on the fight of the trapped beast since he had lost his sword, the bottle that was originally used to arrest the flying sword was directly shattered at its waist. The Sanchen Flying Sword floated back into Zhuge Chen's hands, and it turned out that since Bai Yi chose to punch, everything had become the plan in his heart.

Forcing the pig demon to be angry, he spewed turquoise poisonous mist with the dragon head on the long knife, and then hid in the small world, waiting for a better time to strike. Then it seemed that he punched the pig demon, but Zhuge Chen's real target was only on the weird bottle on the pig demon's waist. For Zhuge Chen, what he was really afraid of was nothing more than the swords and flying swords being taken away, and he had no power to return to the sky. Therefore, the key to fighting with the pig demon is to solve this hidden danger.

However, it is extremely risky to do so. If he made a mistake, his life would also die at the hands of the pig demon. But he has been driven into a desperate way, if he doesn't fight for his life, will he still be killed? This is what kind of slave can think in his heart, Zhuge Chen thinks that he can't do it, and the people all over the world are the same.

But for now, the Sanchen Sword has returned to his hand, and the bottle has been shattered. Zhuge Chen, who regained his identity as a sword cultivator, of course, didn't need to be as careful as Fang Cai, all he had to do was to go all out and take the life of the pig demon.

Standing in the air and looking at the pig demon under his feet with a smile, Zhuge Chen did not speak, and the surrounding environment had changed.

With two swords in his hand, and the passage of time around him, as well as the blessing of this mirror, Zhuge Chen is now confident that he can kill the pig demon.

Two majestic peaks slowly emerged from Zhuge Chen's shoulders, and next, Bai Yi moved. Carrying the momentum of thunder, he came in front of the pig demon, and with a sword handed, he pierced one of the pig demon's eyes.

It turned out that when he started, Zhuge Chen had already surrounded each other with a sword intent that had been dreaming for eternity. Since you explain your greed in a high-sounding manner, I will use this as bait to see how you can get out!