Chapter 13: The Robbery

"Kill"

"Kill these stinky Taoists"

"Rush"

On this day, Shushan was shrouded in a layer of thick clouds, a faint blood-colored mist was filled, the sky was gone, and the stars and moon were without light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The earth-shattering roar was endless, the light of the sword was brilliant like a glow, shining out pieces of white light, the piercing killing intent lingered on the top of the mountain, and the dense figure surrounded the entire Shushan Sword Sect, and countless big demons were roaring.

The wind and rain burst out, covering the sky and the sun, and one after another rain curtains slapped on the rocks and made a roar.

No one thought that the Heavenly Demon Emperor would be so bold and use all the power of the demon world to besiege the Shushan Sword Sect.

The mountain protection array was crumbling under the attack of the demon clan masters, the sword qi was agitated, every time it shook, there would be countless sword lights shattered, and if it continued like this, in less than a moment or three, this large array would be broken.

"Has the disciple who went to Penglai for help come back?"

In front of the mountain gate, Dao Yi put his hands behind his back and asked indifferently.

"I'm back, and the head of Penglai is on his way here. ”

Wei Jing returned coldly, and the killing intent in his tone could not be concealed.

"What do the other sects and martial arts forces in the Immortal Cultivation Realm say?"

"Master, they are all shirking, and no one has been sent, only Tang Xiong in Shuzhong is on the road with the Tang people. ”

"Alas, don't you know that your lips are dead and your teeth are cold, that's it, that's it, today only my Shushan disciples are also fearless. ”

Daoyi shook his head and sighed.

How could he not know the thoughts of these people, it is nothing more than wanting Shushan and the demon clan to fight for both sides, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Tell me, are you afraid?"

Dao Yi turned his head, his gaze swept over the group of Shushan disciples, and asked sonorously.

"The evil devil is the only way to cut it with a sword, and there is nothing to fear. ”

Wei Jing said coldly, a snow-white long sword trembled in his hand, as if he was eager to get out of the sheath.

"Slash it with your sword. ”

"Slash it with your sword. ”

A long sword came out of its sheath, the sound was like a tide, and the terrifying sword aura rushed into the sky, stirring the wind and clouds.

This is the disciple of Shushan, who is proud and eternal, just like the iron sword, he would rather not give in.

"Jie Ji, what a Shushan Sword Sect, today this emperor has a long insight, since this is the case, it is even more impossible to keep you. ”

Above the sky, a vague figure suddenly appeared, and all the surrounding demon clans knelt down towards the figure.

An unimaginably large oppression descended from the sky and rushed towards the people of Shushan, the void exploded, and the air exploded.

The next moment, the Heavenly Demon Emperor made a move, and it flew directly into the sky above the Shushan Sword Sect, and slammed into the mountain protection array with one punch, stirring up countless storms and clouds.

With a wail, the sword light was extinguished, and the Great Array Qingran Sword was broken, and countless fragments fell to the ground.

"Kill"

The demon army descended from the sky and rushed straight towards everyone, countless fiery eyes cast over, killing intent surging, terrible roars, and rubble flying.

"Hmph, fight to the end. ”

Dao Yi flew up, turned into a streamer and killed the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and an ink-colored long sword appeared in his hand, and in an instant, it turned into a sky-cutting sword qi and slashed through the sky.

"Sonorous"

Wei Jing's figure suddenly launched, the snow-white long sword in his hand was unsheathed, the sword body was three feet, the whole body was white, the cold air was pressing, there was no trace of impurities, and the word Yi Shui was engraved on it.

With a high-pitched sword roar, Sen Ran's sword qi slashed, and dozens of big demons turned into ice crystal powder at this sword.

His sword, his people, can be described as unique in the human world, and all the demon clan masters know that this is the white-clothed sword immortal.

Ten figures stood out from the army of the demon clan, and blasted towards him with a violent demon aura, and the surrounding demon clans immediately let go of a clearing the size of a hundred zhang.

The five elders also brought thousands of Shushan disciples and demon clan masters to fight, and the five of them were all the strongest people among the heavenly immortals, forming a sword formation to trap more than ten demon immortals in it.

And the disciples of Shushan are also in twos and threes, forming a formation and taking care of each other, Leng is to block the countless demon army from the mountain gate, and the blood stains the ground.

The torrential rain kept falling, and in a few breaths, on the top of the mountain, there were rivers of blood surging.

Above the sky, the two figures were entangled together, and the demonic qi and the sword qi couldn't stop bombarding together, and the sky vibrate.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor and Dao Yi are both peerless powerhouses of the Golden Immortal Cultivator, if they make a reckless move, none of the demons below can be spared, so they both consciously rush to the air to fight.

Dao Yi is also worthy of being the head of Shushan, the strongest man in the human world, a long sword is brilliant and atmospheric, and the sword qi slashes the sky. And the Heavenly Demon Emperor is the emperor of the demon realm with hundreds of years of deep cultivation, and in his hands, the demonic qi is surging, shattering countless sword lights, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Boom Boom"

The aftermath of their battle spread out for an unknown distance, and the boundless rain curtain seemed to be torn apart from the middle, leaving a vacuum, countless mountains were shattered, smoke clouds exploded, and demonic aura was in the air, and the sound was terrifying.

On the top of the mountain, the wind swept the rain on Wei Jing's body, his robe was completely soaked, and hot demon blood dripped from his body.

The snow-white long sword in his hand was cold, and in an instant, it swung out pieces of sword shadows, enveloping every inch of space, and the edge was terrifying.

His figure shuttled in the sword light, and suddenly appeared in front of a demon fairy, the Yishui sword in his hand stabbed out, as if a glimpse, the sky thundered, a cold light pierced the void, straight into its chest, the sword blade turned horizontally, and the ice Xuan sword qi erupted, completely annihilating its vitality.

When the attacks of the other demon immortals arrived, his figure disappeared in place again.

In the hundred zhang space, there were nine identical afterimages, nine brilliant cold lights combined, the incomparable edge tearing law, and the powerful power poured out from the sword body, wave after wave, endlessly, Wei Jing didn't care about the wounds on his body, his eyes were murderous, and the Yishui sword in his hand fell, and in the blink of an eye, the two demon fairies were enveloped, and the dense sword light cut their demon bodies into pieces, but he was also hit by an attack behind him, and he retreated dozens of steps away.

"Knock Knock"

Heavy footsteps sounded, Wei Jing's figure stopped, a sword mark on his face was an inch long, the skin and flesh were turned out, a huge claw mark on his chest, the demonic qi was entwined on it, there was a bright red blood mark on his back, the white robe was broken, and there were no less than twenty or thirty wounds on his body.

His face was as usual, the blood on the three-foot snow-white sword in his hand was hot, and beside him, there were five huge corpses.

The corners of his mouth showed a hint of playful mockery, and the remaining five demon immortals were all frightened, but they could only bite the bullet, even if they paid enough attention to Wei Jing, they still underestimated the combat power of this white-clothed sword immortal, and their laws could not be stopped at all under that incomparable sword.

"Ahem, those who offended my Shushan should be killed. ”

With a loud shout, Wei Jing raised his sword, the cold light on the long sword soared, and the piercing cold air gushed out, wrapped around the sword body, above his body, the treasure light was released, and between the blood flowing, there was a dull sound.

Like a thunderbolt stirring the earth's fire, this sword, the stone cracked and the sky collapsed, the sword qi permeated three hundred zhang, and the brilliant sword light slashed at the body of the five demon immortals.

"Ahh

Five screams in a row, the surging cold qi erupted, the ice sky froze, the space around the square was covered by a layer of frost, and the sword qi erupted, tearing everything apart.

After half a sound, the smoke cloud faded, revealing the scene inside, Wei Jing knelt on the ground with the Yi Shui sword, and spit out blood in his mouth, and behind him, there were five lifelike huge ice sculptures, each of the five demon immortals had a red sword mark on his forehead, but he took out five swords in an instant, killing in one move.

"Kill"

"Kill"

"Kill"

There was only this one word in his mind, an inexplicable voice kept shouting, his eyes were in a trance, and he only saw one by one Shushan disciples lying in a pool of blood, the blood stimulated his nerves, but his heart hurt unconsciously again.

"Boom"

The already exhausted body gushed out of nowhere, and the Yishui Sword was stained with blood, and the blade of the sword moved in his palm.

"Kill"

His body moved again, and he rushed into the demon army with thousands of sword qi, and the blade of the sword waved.

Every time he swung a sword, the long sword became sharper, and every time he killed a demon clan, that killing intent became stronger, and the rich qi and blood stained his body red, and every inch of flesh and blood exuded a strange red light.

"Dead and Dead"

He only knew that he swung his sword again and again, and his body was already full of holes, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

"Senior brother!"

Ming Cheng let out a sharp cry, it turned out that Wei Jing couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground, he hurriedly abandoned the opponent in front of him, and jumped over to block the falling sword light with his body.

After swinging away many demon clans with a sword, he hurriedly hugged Wei Jing and retreated, but at this time, there was a mutation protrusion above the sky.