There are not many monks in the world, who dare to attack the big demon in this world, usually thinking about how to save their lives, in order to plan for the future, even if they know that they are safe, they do not dare to face difficulties, and among these many monks, Yang Yi is not included.

Now he is just a doppelganger, so he will not feel afraid, holding that little grass in his hand, it is like carrying the sharpest sword in the world, as if he can cut down anything between heaven and earth, even if it is a star hanging high in the sky, it is no exception.

Long Ying looked at this sword, slightly surprised, he lived for a long time, during which he had seen a lot of swords cultivated by swords, but he didn't feel too much surprise, and only this sword made him see a different meaning in it, and it made him give birth to a faint crisis, which is very unusual, he is a great demon of Tianque, and the realm lower than him can't cause harm to him at all, this is an iron law in the cultivation world, but now looking at it like this, it makes him very confused.

For a moment, he felt that it was not the Tianmen Sword Cultivator standing in front of him, but a Sword Immortal.

When he came back to his senses, Yang Yi was holding the little grass, which was only a few steps away from him.

It's exactly three feet.

Within three feet, the sword cultivation is invincible.

Yang Yi's expression was serious, and all the residual sword qi was instilled into the grass, making his body gradually transparent, as if it was a faintly visible shadow, correspondingly, that grass showed a sharp edge that it shouldn't have, and the dazzling green qi emanated from the grass and condensed into a huge sword light.

Directly spread out for a hundred miles, and the body size of the dragon shadow is generally the same.

The next moment, the sword slammed down.

collided with the body of the dragon shadow, and the ripples of the Dao spread out, stirring up the originally cloudy sky even more confused.

The dragon shadow let out a long groan, and the sound shook thousands of miles.

By the time the clouds dispersed, Yang Ye had already disappeared, and the grass had turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

Only the dragon shadow was left in the form of a human body, and he stayed alone in the clouds.

He touched his neck that was bleeding out golden blood, his face was a little ugly, this sword was beyond his expectations, a Tianmen sword cultivator could actually cause harm to the big demon, no matter how you think about it, it is a fantasy, but it happened like this, and the evidence is still in his throat, so he can't believe it.

With just a small Tianmen Sword Cultivator, how could he have such a powerful killing power? Moreover, it was only one of the clones, which seemed very undesirable in his opinion.

The dragon shadow touched his hand to seal the wound, looked at Chang Bai who fell to the ground, his expression was inexplicable, he opened his mouth slightly, took a deep breath, and the huge dragon corpse on the ground became smaller with the sound of the wind and fell into his mouth.

He chewed on the dragon corpse in his mouth and said vaguely, "Is Yang Yi......?"

"Hehehe, Chang Yue, you dignified demon honor, it's okay to be injured under the sword immortal, but you were actually injured under a Tianmen sword cultivator, how ridiculous, you have cultivated for so many years, and all your cultivation has gone to the belly of a dog?

Chang Yue looked at the sound and saw a strong man wearing animal skins and carrying a machete, and the words just now were what he said.

Chang Yue's face was cold, and she said in a cold tone: "Barren Mountain, you are trying to find a way to die." ”

Barren Mountain was noncommittal, lifted the big knife in his hand, made a motion to wipe his neck, and looked at Chang Yue with a mockery, the meaning was very clear.

Chang Yue's face was even more cold, he gritted his teeth, picked up the spear on the ground, held it tightly in his hand, and his body faintly exuded coercion, facing the barren mountain-for-tat, and he looked like he would fight if he didn't agree with him.

Barren Mountain was a little excited, and also showed coercion, his eyes flashed red, revealing teeth as sharp as razors, full of impulsive impulses, twitching his nose slightly, and laughing: "Are you going to fight, then it would be better, look at the sharpness of my knife, or your sissy gun." ”

The three words of sissy came into his ears, which instantly aroused the anger in Chang Yue's heart, and the most he couldn't hear were these three words, he stared at the barren mountain tightly, and said word by word: "Desolate old dog, come to die." ”

The barren mountain also suddenly jumped like thunder, bared his teeth and roared, revealing the law behind him, it was a howling moon wolf, and the big knife in his hand had condensed blood-colored light, as if it was going to be slashed out in the next moment.

And when he was about to cut this knife, a man dressed as a literati suddenly appeared between the two, holding a book in his hand, and said with a smile: "Why do you need to fight to death like this, they are both great sages of the Demon Domain, with a broad heart and extraordinary bearing, they should be harmonious, don't do these things that make the enemy happy, or the two of you will give the old man a face, and just do it?"

Barren Mountain snorted coldly: "Old fox, why do you have to act like this, what do Lao Tzu want to do, it will be your turn to interject, don't get out of the way, get away, or Lao Tzu will cut with you!"

When the fox demon saint named Hu Yan heard this, he put away a little smile on his face, and couldn't stop complaining in his heart, thinking that this old dog is really unreasonable, old man, I have good intentions to persuade me, it is a good intention, you are good, it is vulgar at every turn, it is really vulgar.

Of course, he only dared to hide this in his heart and read it silently, he didn't dare to say it, the name of the barren mountain in the demon clan was like thunder, no one knows, no one knows, although the strength is not the biggest and strongest, but that mad dog energy, catch whoever bites whom, he just came to persuade the fight, and didn't want to get into trouble, if he wasn't afraid that these two people would be angry and let others pick up the cheap, he wouldn't come to persuade the fight, and he didn't say it if he didn't please, but was scolded.

Hu Yan raised his smiling face again, "Desolate Demon Saint, can the old man have an opinion?"

Barren Mountain was noncommittal and motioned for him to continue.

Hu Yan chuckled: "The people of the Demon Domain say that the Desolate Demon Saint is extremely fair, and will never take advantage of people's danger, in the old man's opinion, this statement is true, you see that Chang Sheng was stabbed by Jian Xiu, and there is an injury on his body, it is not fair for the Desolate Demon Saint to make another sword, in this case, it is better for the two of you to agree on another day to fight?"

Barren Mountain didn't talk, the color of reluctance jumped on his face, he made an appointment with someone to pay attention to fairness, but it also depends on who it is, Chang Yue happens to be not within his fairness, the two formed a grudge hundreds of years ago, and they are already considered enemies, and in the face of the enemy, naturally they don't have to pay attention to fairness, and they can't wait to kill directly, otherwise how would he come to this table to make a scene, wouldn't it be extremely comfortable for his wife and concubine.

Hu Yan sighed, feeling that this matter was a little difficult to do, but he had already stood up, no matter how difficult it was, he had to do it well, otherwise, the reputation that his ancestors had accumulated would be smashed in his hands.

Chang Yue looked at the barren mountain coldly, his eyes were full of fighting intent, his mind was the same as the barren mountain, he wanted to fight, put life and death out of the matter, after all, he was scolded for no reason, and he naturally had fire in his heart, not to mention that he was a big demon of the demon clan, and he attached great importance to face.

He said coldly: "Please also ask Hu Demon Sheng to get out of the way, it's better not to interfere in this matter, wait for me to subdue this old dog, and then come to thank Hu Demon Sheng." ”

Hu Yan was speechless.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't be persuaded anymore and wanted to face each other, they felt a little melancholy.

Standing in the middle and thinking about it, he decided to step back and avoid being affected, he didn't want to get burned.

Since you can't persuade it, then forget it, it's better to stand by and watch it carefully, anyway, the big demon fights, but it's a rare spectacle.

Just when he thought that this fight was inevitable, the fourth demon appeared again, a black man in black armor.

The man snorted coldly, and his demonic aura was thicker than that of the three big demons present, stretched out his hand to directly hold the knife and gun, and said calmly: "Be safe, don't let others see the joke." ”

When Hu Yan saw the man, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Mogui Demon Saint, you came just in time, the old man really can't persuade these two." ”

Mo Gui said calmly: "Let Hu Demon Sheng be more hearty, and I will ask Barren Mountain to apologize to you soon after." ”

Hu Yan waved his hand again and again to refuse, and said with a smile: "The same demon clan is a big demon, and it should be harmonious, and the old man should come to persuade him." ”

Mo Gui nodded, looked at the barren mountain, and said seriously: "Are you still fighting?"

Barren Mountain opened his mouth, and there was some grievance, he looked at his sworn brother, how dare he object, he could only shake his head and say no.

Mo Gui turned his head to look at Chang Yue and asked the same.

Chang Yue didn't say anything, when Mo Gui appeared, he had already put away his fighting spirit, knowing that he couldn't fight, Mo Gui was the second person in the demon clan now, and his strength was extremely strong, and he could see one or two from receiving the knife and gun empty-handed, so he just took a deep look at the barren mountain, and soon left.

Mo Gui looked at the barren mountain and said calmly: "After you go back, you will not be allowed to leave the Ten Thousand Demon City for twenty years." ”

Barren Mountain opened his mouth, wanting to argue but didn't know what to say, so he could only hang his head.

It's kind of resignation.

Hu Yan looked at all this and felt a little funny.

The barren mountain that was fierce and vicious just now has become like this, and it is really one thing descending from one thing.

The truth in the book is really true.

......

The Sword Sect shook the sword cliff, Yang Yi slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked a faint smile.

The sword that he used against the big demon in the demon domain just now can be regarded as the embodiment of his own swordsmanship, and it can be called using all his strength.

Even if he is allowed to come to the body, it will not be too strong, and that sword is out of the Tao, not force.

However, the benefits are also obvious, so that he understands the difference between him and the big demon, after this sword, the things behind the door have gradually become clear in front of him, and he is closer to that realm.

Letting go of Chunsi, who was no longer singing, and letting it fly back to the Hidden Sword Tower, Yang Yi looked at Zhao Kang, who was still standing at the Swinging Sword Cliff, frowned slightly, put away the smile on his face, and said calmly: "What are you still doing here, shouldn't you be teaching kendo today?"

Zhao Kang didn't say a word, he looked straight at Yang Yi, and he had been entangled in the matter of sealing the mountain in his heart, so he stood here for a long time and never left.

Yang also didn't want to see him in general, so he waved his sleeves and gave Zhao Kang the place he deserved.

After doing this, Yang Yi walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down at the cloud-shrouded cliff, and muttered to himself.

The words were extremely light, and the wind on the Sword Cliff was very loud, so it couldn't be transmitted at all.