Chapter 147: The Might of the Blade

On the boundless wilderness, two figures were separated by a mile, facing each other from afar.

On the left is a young woman with long silver hair, a petite but delicate figure with perfectly proportioned features.

Her pupils are an extremely rare lilac color, and the glimmer of light released from them seems to have a magical charm that can seduce the soul. She was wearing a pale pink long dress embroidered with landscape patterns, which made the whole person more elegant temperament. Everyone who sees her will be attracted by her beauty and will never be able to extricate themselves.

On the right, however, is a demon who looks to have entered middle age, with dark skin, a rough face, and two horns on his head, which looks very strange.

He was clad in heavy black iron armor, but in his right hand he held a weapon that was even more strange than his appearance. The weapon looked like the hilt of a long knife, but the blade could not be seen with the naked eye. Holding it in your hand will only make your opponent feel very funny, and it will not produce the slightest deterrent.

However, the silver-haired woman's eyes were staring at this nondescript weapon at the moment, and a faint look of worry appeared on her face, as if she was quite afraid of this "knife handle".

"Are you calling Zhu Yan? What, are you scared? If you surrender now, it's still too late to surrender to the command of the Demon Domain. Otherwise, when I sacrifice this 'fierce blade', it will be very difficult for you to survive." The middle-aged demon said loudly.

Its voice is majestic and heavy, like the sound of rolling thunder, resounding through the four fields, almost able to shake people's ears to the point of buzzing, and even temporarily deaf, it can be seen that its cultivation is really unfathomable.

"The power of this 'fierce blade' is indeed very evil, but if you don't try it, how can you know if it can be matched? If you can be defeated, then the four continents can usher in peace, and this risk is still worth taking. Zhu Yan said righteously.

The middle-aged demon clan looked up to the sky and smiled, with a heavy contempt in his eyes, and said: "The little girl of the fox clan, although she is petite, her courage is not small. Do you really think that with your three-legged cat spell, you can defeat me with the 'fierce blade'? Your cultivation is not as good as the old monk of Lianhua Temple, even he only fought with me for a hundred moves and lost, how can you help me. ”

"What, you've already defeated the Psychic Master?" Zhu Yan's face was full of surprise, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Not long before I met you, I led my army to attack Lianhua Temple. That mental evidence is indeed a difficult character, but it is still no match for the power of the 'fierce blade'. ”

The middle-aged demon Yun said lightly, as if he was telling a very bland past.

A hint of fear appeared on Zhu Yan's face, and he staggered back two steps, and said in a trembling voice: "This is impossible, you must be lying, trying to deceive me, so that I will not be defeated without a fight." ”

Zhu Yan's gaffe performance just revealed the status of the head of Lianhua Temple, Master Xinzheng, in her mind, and the defeat of Master Xinzheng was indeed the most difficult fact for her to accept.

The middle-aged demon clan smiled coldly: "Why should I lie to you? What benefit can I get from deceiving you? It seems that you have no intention of joining my demon domain." In that case, let me try the power of the 'Blade' for yourself, and then you will know if I am deceiving you. ”

With that, he raised the handle of the knife in his hand high, transported the spiritual power in his body, and continuously injected it into the hilt.

I saw a black mist suddenly rise from the hilt of the knife, filling the air, and after a while, the mist dissipated, and the vision appeared in front of me.

A beam of light as black as ink turned into the shape of a knife blade, attached to the hilt of the knife, and the beam contained an indescribably pure dark elemental aura, as if all the dark energy in the universe was gathered into that black beam of light at this moment.

"The sign of the end of the world, the proof of the calamity. The ferocity is coming, and the Three Realms are destroyed.

This is the treasure of the Lord of the Demon Domain---- the Demon Venerable that has been passed down from generation to generation, and its name is the --- Robbery Blade. ”

At this moment, the middle-aged demon exuded an extremely dangerous aura, as if the primeval fierce god had come to the world, bringing endless calamities to everything in the world.

In front of this breath, Zhu Yan clearly smelled the smell of death. From what she knew about herself, she knew that when the blade of light stabbed at her, she wouldn't be able to resist it even if she tried her best.

This was the first time in Zhu Yan's life that he felt as if the underworld was right in front of him.

"Damn, am I really going to die here?" Zhu Yan's heart surged with unwilling thoughts, but she knew that she was powerless to control the direction of fate at the moment.

"Farewell, little girl. ”

The middle-aged demon clan waved the "Measuring Tribulation Murder Blade" and slashed at Zhu Yan fiercely.

The black beam suddenly became ten times its original thickness, and the huge pillar of light rendered the sky pitch black, covering all the colors in the four fields.

For a time, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon were not bright, and the scene before the end was nothing more than that.

In Zhu Yan's eyes, the overwhelming black glow seemed to be able to devour everything in this world in an instant, drawing an end to the existence of all living beings.

This level of power is already infinitely close to the force majeure possessed by a saint who is one with the Heavenly Dao.

"The origin of all calamities, the representative of the concept of destruction, is this the pinnacle of the innate magic weapon?"

Zhu Yan already felt a deep despair at this time, she gave up all resistance, and let the jet-black light flow completely engulf her.

"Wow----"

A lovely cry resounded through the forest, but it didn't sound like a human voice, but it didn't sound like the cry of any animal.

Following the prestige, I saw a cute furry creature in front of me.

It has a petite body, snow-white fluff, and nine long tails on its back.

This is actually a nine-tailed white fox that is extremely rare in the world and only grows in the Qingqiu Country of the Southern Ganbu Continent.

It is said that the white fox clan of Qingqiu Country only had one tail when they were born, which is no different from the white fox in Luzhou, which has no spiritual spirit in Beiju Luzhou. However, the white fox of Qingqiu Country can grow more tails after cultivation, and each time there is more, its cultivation will also be upgraded to a higher level.

The nine-tailed white fox is the limit of the white fox clan's cultivation, and it has the strength to rival the golden immortal-level cultivators. Normally, as long as the White Fox Clan cultivates the third tail, they can transform into a human form as they like. And when cultivating to the highest level of the Nine-Tails, you can permanently maintain your human form and will not return to the fox body.

But this nine-tailed white fox still maintains its fox body, which looks a little strange.

The nine-tailed white fox was sleeping on the ground, but when he woke up, shook the hair on his body, and then landed on all fours and "stood".

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the forest, and it was gradually approaching the area. As soon as the nine-tailed white fox heard the footsteps of the people, he immediately struck a spirit, and his body immediately turned into a white streamer and disappeared into a leafy tree.

A moment later, a boy in his mid-twentieth or thirteenth year old walked into the middle of the forest, where he was relatively empty.

This young man has a crown of jade, good facial features, and looks quite handsome.

Every morning, he would follow his father's teachings and come to this clearing in the forest to practice swordsmanship, often for more than an hour.

What he didn't know was that since the first day he had come here alone to practice his sword when he was five years old, there had been a little fox quietly watching his every move from a nearby branch, deeply attracted by his diligence and perseverance.

Today is the 2,500th day that the little fox has quietly looked at the boy, and the immature boy has grown into a handsome boy.

The boy's performance today was different from the past, he only studied the swordsmanship for less than half an hour before he stopped, put the long sword back into its sheath, and set it aside.

At this time, the young man sat down cross-legged, mobilized the true qi around his body, and began to practice a mental method.

But not long after, the young man's face suddenly turned purple, showing signs of true qi going wrong. Obviously, it was because he had just come into contact with this mental method and was not very proficient in the operation of true qi.

Originally, he could have been unharmed if he stopped his exercise immediately, but this young man was young and vigorous, and he had to forcibly rush to the acupoint, and he suddenly fell into the verge of going mad.

The young man's complexion was already purple at this time, and the true qi in his body had already lost control, scurrying around, and there was a possibility of hurting the meridians at any time, causing irreparable damage to the body.

The scene of the young man going crazy deeply caught the eyes of the little fox, and his painful expression made the little fox's heart faintly unbearable.

The little fox is caught in a complex contradiction at the moment, it really doesn't want anyone to find out about its existence, and it doesn't want to contact anyone. But if the young man in front of him doesn't come to the rescue now, he feels that he will regret it in the future.

What should I do?The little fox hesitated for a moment, and finally made a decision.

I saw it suddenly jump down from the branch, run behind the boy at a high speed, and put a pair of front paws on the boy's back. A warm lilac glow was released from the little fox's front paws and slowly seeped into the boy's body.

As this magical power from the outside world entered his own meridians, the young man only felt that the true qi of the whole body was chaotic in an instant, and it returned to flow into the dantian. The whole body is enveloped by a warm feeling, and an indescribable sense of comfort fills the body.

The young man's purple face had now regained a healthy ruddy color, and his closed eyes opened slightly, looking around for the benefactor who had rescued him from the crisis.

I looked around, but I didn't see any figures. When the boy lowered his head, he realized that there was a fluffy, petite and cute creature behind him, staring at him with a pair of small eyes that shimmered with a lilac shimmer.