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A sword aura rushed into the sky, Li Qingshan suddenly returned, and the sword light flew through the void, zigzags and horizontals.

Fighting Demon Hun and Immortal Abandoned Sword temporarily reached an agreement, and killed Li Qingshan first.

Li Qingshan frowned, waved his phoenix wings, took off into the air, flew into the sky, swept towards the center of the blood-colored vortex, and his mind turned: "For today's plan, the only way to win is to beat him into the Shura Dao, even if the chance is not big, there is only one try!"

Layers of blood clouds came from his side, and the blood-colored vortex was like a funnel upside down in the sky, far deeper than it looked, the more Li Qingshan flew up, the narrower the surroundings became, and the stronger the aura of the Shura Dao became, making people's hearts boil with murderous intent.

The sword blade is pressing, and the demon is really close behind, constantly closing the distance.

The whirlpool became narrower and narrower, and there was not much room for tossing and turning further, Li Qingshan turned to face Dou Demon Hun, ready to use his natural powers, and in the blood-colored whirlpool above his head, a single eye suddenly appeared, the size was ten miles away, the bright red color was like a bloody lake, and the pupil was even more intense blood red.

Li Qingshan's heart froze, what is this?

Fighting Demon Hun also paused slightly, looking at the sky.

If this is not a monster with only eyes, then the shape of the owner of this eye can be imagined. It must be an imaginatively powerful existence in the Shura Dao, even if there is an invisible barrier of the realm, the gaze cast by the blood pupil is also like substance, full of the hostility of crazy killing, and it seems to be looking for something.

"What an entanglement!" the little boy muttered to the ground again, his face downward.

Under the gaze of the blood-colored one-eyed. Li Qingshan felt blood boiling all over his body, for a moment. The sense of threat brought to him was far greater than that of Fighting Demon Hun, and an almost instinctive punch blasted out, and the black shock wave roared and stirred, turning into lightning-like intertwined cracks, tearing the passage between the Shura Field and the Shura Dao, cutting off the blood pupil's line of sight, and he still had palpitations.

"Die!"

Fighting Demon Hun seized the opportunity. The sword light split and turned, filling the blood-colored vortex and swallowing towards Li Qingshan. Behind him was a shattered void, and there was no way to retreat, only to block the sword light, and if he missed the first move, he fell into an extremely dangerous situation.

At this time, the little boy bounced up from the Shura altar, felt a stone from the pocket of his waist, and the slingshot in his hand suddenly tightened, and went straight to the sky.

In an instant, his whole person's momentum changed. Decadence and melancholy were swept away, and a piercing black light shot out of his eyes, but it darkened the heavens and the earth.

"That's ......"

Yin Qing, who was hidden in the void, was also shrouded in darkness, and the remaining words were also swallowed up by darkness.

The darkness also covered Li Qingshan's and Fighting Demons' expressions of surprise. In the deep darkness, it is as if it has experienced eternity. Or only for a moment.

When the darkness disappeared, Dou Demon Hun's sword-holding arm suddenly broke, and the severed hand clutched the Immortal Abandoned Sword, still flying towards Li Qingshan, but lost its original power.

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, and it was the stone that the little boy shot with a slingshot shot by the little boy who broke Dou Demon Hun's arm, although it could be regarded as a sneak attack, but at their level, how could it be so easy to be sneak attacked.

The darkness of Fang Cai is very strange, like a black curtain that has fallen heavily, although it lasts for a very short time, it shrouds and obscures the perception of the fighting demon, this is by no means a trick that an ordinary Asura King can perform, what is the way this kid comes from?

He would never miss such a good opportunity, and in the turn of his mind, he had already broken through the heavy sword light, urged the earth force field, sucked the flying immortal abandoned sword into his hand, grabbed it tightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Spirit Turtle Zhenhai!"

Dou Demon Hun suddenly felt weaker than ever, although the broken arm grew out in the blink of an eye, and it was not a serious injury.

But it was not only his arm that was broken by the stone, but also his connection with the Immortal Abandoned Sword, and he looked down in anger, and the little boy returned to his original appearance, fell on the Shura sacrifice platform, and muttered, "Who makes me hate demons more?"

"Thanks!"

Li Qingshan laughed and thanked him, the Immortal Abandoned Sword in his hand burst out with a thousand sword lights, unwilling to be suppressed, faintly feeling that he couldn't hold it, he sneered, the muscles of his arm knotted, turning into a light blue color, and he urged the power of concussion with all his strength, the Immortal Abandoned Sword trembled violently, and there was a burst of resonance, shrouded in black shockwaves, and the sword light that shone up continued to shatter.

"If you dare to resist again, I will destroy it!"

Li Qingshan said in a solemn voice, no matter how strong the Immortal Abandoned Sword was cast, it was impossible to compete with him now without losing the sword master (sword slave), and the destructive power of the concussive power against the solid was very strong, enough to completely shatter and destroy the Immortal Abandoned Sword after exhausting its power.

"Okay, okay, I can fight for you, admit that you are the Immortal Abandoned Sword Master, stop it!"

The immortal abandoned the sword soul immediately softened, originally as a sword, it was not afraid of failure, no matter who got it, it would need its strength, and it was not willing to destroy it at all. However, it clearly felt that Li Qingshan was serious, with a fierce determination. No matter how frantic and twisted it is, the will to survive still exists.

And the Demon Fighting Hun was really amazing, he didn't try to recapture the Immortal Abandoned Sword, but bombarded the void in front of him with all his might, preparing to get out!

After the Immortal Abandoned Sword was taken away, his mind suddenly became much clearer, and he understood that there was no chance of winning this battle, and it was impossible to kill Li Qingshan in such a state, but this was not all bad, at least it helped him get rid of the Immortal Abandoned Sword, and he didn't have to worry about becoming a sword slave again.

"When I get back outside, join the army, and then come and fight him to the death!"

"Hmph, I want to go!" Li Qingshan flew down, and the immortal abandoned the sword soul and said: "Refine me, you will get unprecedented strength, and killing such a commodity will be as easy as drinking water!"

"Shut up!"

Most of Li Qingshan's strength was used to suppress the Immortal Abandoned Sword, to prevent it from suddenly escaping against the water, relying on the power of the Shura Field alone, it was impossible to stop the Fighting Demon Hun from escaping, seeing that the Fighting Demon Hun was about to escape, a bone sword came out from outside the Shura field and stabbed at the Fighting Demon Hun head-on.

Fighting Demon Hun felt a chill in his heart, and felt a crisis, the sword blade coated with a layer of faint golden light revealed great terror, but Li Qingshan had already killed, so he gritted his teeth, condensed his qi into a sword, and swung the bone sword.

"Get out of here!"

Fighting Demon Hun rushed out of the Shura field, passed by Xiao An, felt a slight pain in his waist, or was scratched by the blade of the sword, such a small wound is not worth mentioning at all, even if there is a Buddha light to prevent the injury from healing, it is nothing, even if he is split in half, he can't die.

Under his surging demonic energy, the Buddha's light was washed away in a blink of an eye, the wound was exposed, and the death intent suddenly began to spread, and his whole body stiffened, and under the pull of invisible gravity, he returned to the Shura field.

The wound bloomed with a cloud of sparks, like a white lotus!