On Ogilu Mountain, the demonic aura was churning, the sword intent was Ling Tian, Song Si faced the two demon generals who were one crippled and one injured, and as soon as he raised his empty hand, a white light sword condensed out under his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a second and third were condensed.

Without waiting for the sound pen and the sky to react, more than a hundred lightsabers under Song Si's palm were floating in the void, heading towards the twin demons!

"Hurry back!" The Seven Crystals Void Void in the hand of the painting pen connected the dots, and in an instant, six black mist shields appeared in the void, blocking in front of them.

Poof!

The Black Mist Shield was broken in an instant!

"Toot! damn it!" the painting pen spewed out a mouthful of blood, scolded, and with a stroke of the Seven Crystals Dark Brush, he was about to turn into the fog and escape, but it was too late, and he only heard a voice: "You have too much nonsense." ”

The soul trembled, and the painting pen looked at the sword qi in the sky, and stood on the spot!

At the critical moment, a demon cloud suddenly blew in the sky above Ogilu Mountain, and I saw a sharp giant claw poking out of the demon cloud, volleying through the wind, instantly destroying a thousand swords, and grabbing Song Si.

Facing the sudden appearance of the giant claw, Song Si smiled slightly, this demon claw just came to let him try his current kendo cultivation, but unfortunately he couldn't use the Ziyao Sword directly, and the Azure Immortal Sword consumed too much sword yuan, and if he really used it, it would be too much to bully these little demons in front of him.

Holding the yuan in both hands, the sword fingers rose again, and the heaven and earth vitality within a radius of thousands of miles was guided by Song Si's sword intent to condense into a series of extremely powerful sword qi suspended in the void, which was very bright.

The wind roared, just when the giant claw was only five hundred meters away from Song Si, Song Si's fingertip sword technique changed again, and in an instant, the sword changed dramatically, and nearly 100,000 sword qi within a radius of thousands of miles instantly converged, and the dragon went straight up, and in the blink of an eye, the giant claw shattered, the demon cloud shattered, and the screams were screaming, and the demon handsome Nalan Lianqing, who was covered in blood, fell into the void. Slammed into a grotesque pit.

"Nalan Demon Handsome!" The painting pen was frightened, and the wandering feathers lost their souls.

With just one move, the dignified Ten Thousand Demon Valley Demon Marshal Nalan Lianqing was defeated in the hands of Song Si, how strong was the new Southern Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master in front of him?

The afterglow of the painting pen swept towards the spirit sword behind Song Si, until now, he has never used a sword, don't they even have the qualifications to let Song Si use the sword?

Involuntarily, the painting pen took three steps back, and even Nalan Lianqing, who was seriously injured and fell into the pit, couldn't care anymore.

"Is it a demon handsome?" Song Si looked into the pit, above him. There were still nearly 100,000 sword qi suspended in the void, as if maintaining the storage of these sword qi did not need to consume his sword yuan at all.

The demon handsome Nalan Lianqing, who was covered in blood, got up from the deep pit, looked at Song Si and the endless sword qi in the void, his face was incredulous, this was completely inconsistent with Song Si's strength told in the intelligence, how could the new Southern Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master Song Si be so powerful?!

"I heard that the former city lord of Yange City was tortured and killed by a demon marshal?" Song Si asked curiously, "Is it you?"

Yange City, twenty-six years ago, it was the tenth year that Nalan Lianqing became a demon handsome. In order to fight for his position in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, he began to conquer everywhere, among which the neighboring Sword Domain Great City Yange City was one of his targets, and he deceived Feng Laichao, the city lord of Yange City, out of the city in the name of fighting. Open the demon array and capture Feng Laichao.

Within a few days, Nalan Lianqing led a large army to besiege Yange City, and tortured and killed Feng Lai Dynasty in front of tens of thousands of sword cultivators under the city, and the methods were extremely cruel.

Nalan Lianqing looked at Song Si. Thinking of this, my heart tightened inexplicably.

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"Life is only for the glory of life, but I am a monk. Once there is a chance to live forever, who would want to give it up? As you all know, Kunxu Xing has entered the era of the end of the law, and after a while, I am afraid that even the monks in the out-of-body stage will not be able to save zài, let alone ascend at that time. Situ Chuxia looked at the Excalibur in his hand with great fascination, "Do you know, how happy I was when I got the Excalibur Inheritance?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Mo Xue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief and discarded it casually.

Situ Chuxia stared at Mo Xue's eyes, laughed coldly, and indescribably contemptuous: "The ignorant are fearless! I have the divine sword, and I can get a glimpse of the Great Dao, but this heaven and earth have stopped me and you!"

"So what?"

"Hmph, indeed, it's not like that, cultivating immortals but not thinking about immortality, you are really a vain immortal cultivator. As long as I kill you, I can provoke Song Si, and then kill Song Si, and my path to immortality will be unhindered!" Situ Chuxia gently stroked the body of the divine sword, and in an instant, the sword was dazzling, "Yes, Song Si has a saying that is very right, that is, there is too much nonsense. Yes, I did talk a lot today, then, Fairy Moxue, no more of you!"

Mo Xue looked at Situ Chuxia coldly, opened her palm, and an ancient lotus seed in her palm began to emit colorful brilliance to envelop her.

Three ancient lotus seeds, one has been planted in Zhenwu City, and Mo Xue still has two on her body, although the master has explained that in addition to helping to achieve enlightenment, she still does not know the other uses of ancient lotus seeds.

For example, now, Mo Xue used her natural induction to input the true yuan into the ancient lotus seed, whether she wanted to explode and die together, or protect herself with the colorful brilliance suddenly emitted by the ancient lotus seed, she didn't know, so let it be, no matter what the result was, it was not bad.

Thinking of this, looking at Situ Chuxia, who was flying high in the air and preparing to perform a killing move, Mo Xue smiled slightly, and captivated the country and the city.

One-style lore!

Situ Chuxia holds the divine sword in his hand, gathers the aura of heaven and earth within a hundred miles, melts a sword, and kills in one style, leaving no vitality!

Just when Mo Xue's fate was hanging by a thread, he suddenly saw the purple qi gathering in the sky, and a towering purple phantom shrouded Situ in early summer, suppressed like thunder, terrifying and powerful, and shook thousands of miles of glaciers.

Without thinking about it, Situ reversed the sword momentum in early summer, and the human sword was one, directly hitting the high-altitude purple que.

In an instant, the aura rioted, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword marks on the hundred-mile glacier were staggered, and it was a mess.

This is the core area of the Wanli Glacier, even if Situ Chuxia and Mo Xue Forbidden Moves fought just now, they didn't cause too much damage, and just now, just one sword caused such a consequence, it was really terrifying!

Dressed in a gray Dao robe hunting, he landed strongly from a high altitude, stirring up layers of ice mist to spread, this is a young Daoist, he looked at Situ Chuxia with a cold expression, and did not say a word, and the purple mangs on the sword had already explained.

"Ziyang Tianque?" waved his hand to disperse the surrounding ice chips, Situ Chuxia frowned, "No, you are not from the Quanzhen Southern Sect!"

That's right. The person who came was not from the Quanzhen Southern Sect, but he had a very close relationship with Zhang Xujing, the commander of the Quanzhen Southern Sect, because he was one of the rare descendants of the Pure Yang Palace.

Pure Yang Wuji.Sword Liuyun!

Stepping on the gossip, Pure Yang Adong raised Yin and Yang with a sword, and within Yin and Yang Taiji, the sword rain and clouds burst towards Situ in early summer!

"Pure Yang Jue, you and Song Si are the same door!"

In an instant, Situ Chuxia understood Adong's identity. Suddenly, the killing machine soared, and in the face of the majestic sword rain, he did not dodge, and the sword marks drawn by the divine sword were intertwined, shattering the sword array.

The ice fog dissipated, and Situ chased it out in early summer, but there were still Mo Xue and Shui Wu Qingchen in front of him.

"Can you really escape?" Situ put away the sword in early summer, and the light disappeared, leaving the glacier cold alone.

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What happened? Song Si looked at the vague figure in front of him, and vaguely forgot who the person in front of him was. What is the purpose of his coming here.

Nalan Lianqing looked at Song Si nervously, he came to attack and kill the new pavilion master of the Southern Sword Pavilion, and he also came for His Royal Highness Xiao Wuxian, as for saving the two demon generals, it was completely convenient. But he didn't expect Song Si to be so powerful.

Now, Song Si's consciousness is confused, as if he is in a state of madness. Yes, Song Si is just the new Pavilion Master of the Southern Sword Pavilion. He must have been exposed to some unfathomable sword techniques, he must have cultivated, so he would become so powerful.

But. After all, the realm of this new pavilion master is still too low, and it is very easy to go mad if he forcibly cultivates, and right now Song Si is the evil result caused by using this sword technique!

Well, here's your chance!

Nalan Lianqing's eyes flashed with fierce light, forcibly suppressed the injury, summoned the demon sword, and in an instant, the rolling demonic qi was overwhelmingly suppressed, enveloping tens of thousands of sword qi in the sky.

"Heaven Shaking Demon Slash!"

Deeply voiced, Nalan Lianqing slashed with all his strength, and the demon power shook the heavens and the earth!

Victory or defeat is all in one place!

As a demon handsome, Nalan Lianqing has enough confidence to slash Song Si who is in a state of madness, to avenge His Royal Highness Xiao Wuxian and establish a high prestige in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

It's just that his idea is doomed to fail.

"No, no, no!" In the face of the sky-shaking sword, Song Si seemed to be completely unsuppressed in the terrifying demonic power, and the instinctive change of sword intent led ten thousand swords to return to the sect, turning into a whirling stegosaurus and rushing forward!

Suddenly, the demon knife shattered, the demon cloud disappeared, and the heavens and the earth were silenced.

Between the sword qi shots, Song Si and Nalan Lianqing passed by, and a light purple sword light magnified and froze in the eyes of this demon handsome, and then there was no change.

"Who sent that message......

At the last moment of his life, Nalan Lianqing recalled the wrath of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestors, as well as the sudden news that revealed Song Si's detailed whereabouts and the design of the best interception plan......

That news freed him from the siege and killed him.

"The demon handsome is dead!" The seriously injured painting pen and the wandering feather stood on the spot!

"Demon Clan?" Song Si glanced at the twin demons, the afterimage remained, and the sword reappeared.

Feeling the terrifying sword intent on Song Sijian's fingers, You Yu was covered in fur, and she was about to flee with blood without caring about serious injuries, and suddenly, a palm force came from behind, pushing her down in front of Song Si.

The purple sword flashed, and the body of the wandering feather in the sky separated, revealing a huge Ye Feather body.

You Yu would never have imagined until she died that her fellow practitioners, who had been suffering for hundreds of years, would sneak up on her behind her back and use her as a sword shield.

"Are you gone?"

The voice was erratic, ringing in the ears of the pen in the black mist.

How did you die so fast......?

The purple swords staggered, and the black mist in the sky dissipated, and three crystals that had lost their demonic energy fell.

"Compared with the speed of sword cultivation, I really don't know what you think. Song Si turned around and returned to Ogilu Mountain, muttering to himself, his divine sense dispersed, and seeing that there were still many hundreds of little demons on the mountain who had no time to escape, he simply urged the sword qi that was still suspended in the air, and in an instant, the majestic sword rain poured down. (To be continued......)