The flying sword hit the demonic qi armor but failed to break it, and it was bounced a few meters away.

Although the white light on the sword's body was dim, it did not stop, and the flying sword could not stop, only to see the flying sword circle slightly around the air twice, and after finding the direction, it stabbed towards the demon general again.

The demon general stepped on the black mist like walking on the ground, and took off into the air to flee to the east, but it didn't know that Fan Shi had already laid out the "Iron Fan Flower Sword Formation" when he stabbed out that sword.

The demon general jumped up, but a pale white light appeared in front of his eyes, although the light was small, it could make it feel extremely dangerous, only to dodge a white light sideways, but when it looked up, it saw that the sky above its head was covered with such a white light.

For a time, flowers were flying.

It was a grand scene, and I saw that the demon generals in the field were constantly dodging the pale white sword qi in the sky, and there was no way to escape from here.

The sword roared like a phoenix, and the demon general suddenly heard a crisp sound of sword chanting behind him, at this moment, there were many sword qi in the sky, and he had already dodged to the last vacancy, this sword was absolutely impossible to avoid, thinking of this, it was even more annoyed in its heart, and at the same time, it also felt a sense of sadness in its heart.

"Immortals, please be merciful, the last general is just the one who gives orders, the two armies are fighting, do not cut the envoy, according to the army, the last general is also a messenger, the last general really has something important to discuss with your holy marshal!"

After finishing speaking, the demon general saw that the sword was still unstoppable, and the sword qi in the sky was still falling, and his heart was suddenly disappointed.

After listening to the words of the demon general, Fan Shi, who did not accept the sword or the sword formation, sneered in his heart, not only did he not accept it, but he also controlled the sword qi and killed the demon more violently.

Fan Shi watched the demon general ignore the countless sword qi in the sky and cut it on its own demon qi armor, and turned around to rush towards him, and the demon armor on his body actually began to quickly form a thin layer of frost in the cold wind.

An undetectable flash of red light flashed.

Fan Shi's gaze became solemn, and the flying sword stabbed the demon general's demonic qi armor again and was rebounded, but this time he no longer controlled the flying sword and continued to attack the demon general, but let the flying sword return to his hand.

"The rigidity of light, the softness of yin, the killing of gold, the killing of wind, the burning of fire, the madness of water, and the thickness of earth!"

The sword qi and the sword heart, walking in the sword vein, coming out through the seven palaces, turning the sound of the world.

The sword is held in the hand, and the natal sword is the sword of hit, which is its own life, and it is also its life. The sword is a person, and a person is a sword, and I saw a pale white sword aura that seemed imperceptible in the vast white snow shrouded Fan Shi's side.

The sword technique needs to operate the vitality or sword qi, and it also needs to stimulate the power of the meridians and dark points, which takes time, and in less than ten seconds of Fan Shi's sword technique, the demon general is already approaching less than five meters in front of him.

The demon general has no weapons, except for his limbs, and there are no particularly obvious limbs on his body that can attack, so coming forward can only say that it is going to die.

Yes. It's meant to die.

Its life is precious, but it is not contradictory that it came to see people in the south to die, because it needs to see a life more precious than it can die. It just so happened that what it didn't know was that according to the identity of this battle, Fan Shi's life was not much more precious than its life.

The red light in the demon general's dark eyes flashed, and the demonic qi in his body suddenly surged, but in an instant, the demonic qi armor like black smoke that had been cut to pieces by the sword qi but had not really broken turned into a real black smoke in an instant, this black smoke could not prevent the sword qi, and for a while, the demon armor body behind him was cut and cut by countless sword qi.

The black smoke is not only the demonic qi transformed by the demonic qi armor, but also the demonic qi that constantly overflows from its body.

Generally speaking, each demon can only store a certain amount of demonic qi in his body, and there will be no such thing as overflowing, but the demon in front of him not only overflows a lot of demonic energy, but also props up the demon's body to swell, like a puffing air bag, that is, the demon armor and battle armor on his body are slightly split by its bloated body.

The aura of the demonic qi leaked out was extremely terrifying, it just flew towards Fan Shi with its momentum, and the snow on the ground that was almost two meters away from it was rolled up and flown up, just the demonic qi that leaked out had such power, and it was really unimaginable how terrifying the demonic qi that was compressed in its body was.

Fan Shi also became solemn, his brows furrowed slightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly swung forward, this sword could cut the air between heaven and earth, and it could also cut off the demonic energy that permeated the demon general's body.

The misty demonic energy was cut in two by the blade, and then the blade pressed against the general's armor. I saw that the battle armor was like mud, easily cut by the blade, and a layer of black and shiny demon armor was almost the same, and it could not resist the demon general for a moment.

The sword stabbed on the demon general's chest, and it looked like the swollen muscles were still very hard, but they were still not as hard as the battle armor or the demon armor, and they were also easily cut, and it was rare to see a little blood flowing in the cut muscles, and every drop of black blood contained a powerful and terrifying demonic energy.

The blood stuck to the sword, and the blood hidden in the deepest part of the body was truly exposed between heaven and earth.

A faint red light flashed in the scorching sun.

"Boom ......"

A huge explosion rang out, sending up a cloud of smoke like a shiitake mushroom.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the demon souls floating around that had not yet been disposed of by Fan Shi were instantly blown into a pile of sparks by an invisible impact and turned into dust, and the snow on the ground in the distance was also blown up by the huge impact.

There was a disturbing tremor between the heavens and the earth, black demonic qi, white sword qi and snow that was blown up all over the sky, and the mushroom-like clouds and mist gradually dispersed, and for a while, there seemed to be a black and white fog in the sky.

A slightly pungent smell of mud filled the air, and the winter wind seemed to be afraid of this place and did not dare to enter, and the dust and fog in the sky could not be dispersed at all.

But after a while, the extremely distant continuous snow-capped mountains trembled, the snow on the mountain collapsed violently, the snow-capped mountains were originally tall and big, endless, extremely magnificent and magnificent, such an avalanche state, it is unique, just like the scene of the end of the world, spectacular and abnormal.

After a long time, the smoke in the sky has not yet dissipated, and the vibration caused by the collapse of the extremely distant snow-capped mountain has been transmitted back to the ground here, because the snow-capped mountain is so far away, I don't know whether it is tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of miles, and the tremor on the ground is very subtle.

There is a huge pit with a diameter of 300 meters on the ground, and a little trace of water continues to seep out from the wall of the pit several meters deep from the bottom, but the bottom of the pit is already filled with a puddle of water, which does not want to form ice even if it is freezing in the cold.

The surface of the water was constantly stirring slightly, and the subtle ripples seemed to respond to the vibrations coming from afar.

A man in tattered clothes lay motionless in the water, only revealing a scarred back, I don't know whether he is alive or dead, and he doesn't react when he sees his face buried in water that is colder than ice.

Now I can't tell what the original color of his clothes is, only that his current tattered clothes are mud brown.

Suddenly, he moved.

I saw that he grasped the soft mud with his dirty left hand, and his four fingers were deeply embedded in the brown and yellow soil, and he didn't care that the nail grooves were full of mud.

After picking off a few pieces of mud, he finally managed to get up. I saw that his hair was disheveled, and his face was smudged, like a beggar who had not eaten for three days.

He held a sword in his right hand, the body of which was covered with mud, as dirty as his body, like a tattered iron sword, but he did not want to let go of it in such a cold and freezing temperature.

He didn't feel comfortable on his face, so he wiped his face, revealing a face full of tiny wrinkles.

It can be seen that he is Fan Shi, but his originally young and energetic skin has become a little old, and his face, which originally looked only twenty or thirty years old, has also become like a sixty-year-old man, and his face is not too scarred, but it is covered with scars left by the years.

He looked silently and blankly at the dirt walls around him, and he began to feel that it was starting to get cold, and he felt that the wet mud on his hands, body, face, etc., began to solidify and hardened.

Finally, the dust and smoke in the sky were gradually blown away by the winter wind, and a trace of scorching sunlight fell on his body, bringing him only a trace of warmth.

The old Fan Shi was accustomed to wanting to put away his sword, but he suddenly didn't know how to put it away.

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