Chapter 80: The Demon Lord of the Demon Realm

Wuxin Daoren's face was cold, and the frost on his hands was scattered, he looked at the sixty-year-old man in front of him, and said, "You are the demon master, and all the incidents in this demon world are also caused by you, and they are born because of you." You don't want to get out of here alive today!"

When the demon lord heard this, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter shook all directions, his eyes widened, he looked at the unintentional Taoist, and said: "It's up to you?

The Frost Sword in the hand of the Heartless Daoist was held, looked at the demon lord, and said, "Then let's try it!" Cheng Lin moved lightly, walked to the other side, and slowly shook the folding fan in front of his chest, his eyes staring at the demon lord. Su Qianhe and Lin Fei walked to the other side and surrounded the demon lord in four corners. And Li Zhichen stood behind the four of them, and a long sword was also full of sword energy.

The demon lord's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was not afraid at all, he looked at a few people surrounding him, and said, "Do you think you can defeat me with this method?"

The Wuxin Daoist sneered, pulled out the long sword, aimed at the demon lord, and said, "Even if I die, I will pull you to the funeral!

The demon lord suddenly laughed, spread his hands, and pointed at the unintentional Daodao: "Originally, I thought that the alliance leader of the Demon Eradication Society could still have some extraordinary foresight, but I didn't expect it to be so stupid! Do you know why there are demons? That's because there are righteousness! Do you know why our demons slaughter the world? That's also learning from you humans!"

The Wuxin Daoist looked at him coldly and said, "No matter how gorgeous the words are, they can't hide the truth of the facts. Those who harm others will always harm them! Those who kill people will always kill them! All people in the world should be equal. Your demon lord is just a little bit of a trembling in the sea, what qualifications do you have to bully the common people?"

The demon lord looked at the Wuxin Daoist, but shook his head suddenly, and said: "Then let's see! Do I have the ability to do this? The world is not equal! When will the difference between birds and ants, between man and beast, be equal? In this world, there will be competition, there will be classes, there will be high and low, and if there is high and low, there will be no equality! As long as I reach the top of the world and slaughter thousands of people, who dares to say that I am too naïve? You are too naïve!"

Wuxin Dao's face was frosty, and he said, "So your Demon Realm has been fighting for the fragments of the Fengyun Pure Yang Sword?" he said, looking at the two fragments of the Pure Yang Sword to the side.

The demon lord said: "The one who is good at the weapon makes the weapon." That's right!" After a pause, he said, "There should be three fragments of this Fengyun Pure Yang Sword on you, right?" As he spoke, he looked at the Wuxin Daoist in turn, Cheng Lin Ting, Su Qianhe, and Lin Fei, and finally stayed on Li Zhichen, and came back again, saying, "With the five of you, plus a woman who has no cultivation, dare to come to me?"

Cheng Lin snorted coldly and said, "Demon Lord, have you said enough crookedly? We have three fragments of the Fengyun Pure Yang Sword on our bodies, if you have the ability, just come and grab it!"

The demon lord smiled slightly, and said loudly: "Okay! Then I will thank you for sending me the fragments of the Fengyun Pure Yang Sword!" With that, his body shook up, his whole bent waist straightened, his face was cold, his hands were held and loosened, and a cloud of black and cyan Yuan Force turned in his hand. Suddenly shouted loudly: "Come on!" With a vertical body, his palms waved, and a dark cyan yuan force came out, like a dragon head, pounced on the heartless Taoist.

Unintentional Taoist, Cheng Lin Ting, Su Qianhe, and Lin Fei shot at the same time, and their bodies came out, and they were divided into four directions to hit the demon lord.

The Heartless Daoist Frost Sword slashed open, slapped his left palm, and a piece of frost connected with the dragon head that the demon lord had shot over, and it suddenly exploded in the air. And the frost sword in his right hand stabbed straight out and stabbed towards the demon lord.

Cheng Lin stepped forward quickly, a folding fan flexibly rotated in the palm of his hand, and with a stroke of his hand, the black folding fan flew out like blood droplets, slashing towards the back of the demon lord.

Su Qianhe's body is like a dance, the blue dress floats away, beautiful, the slender hand is stretched out, and the long whip shoots out from the sleeve, like a flexible long snake, rolling away a dark cyan dragon head that the demon lord patted up.

Lin Fei was dressed in a pink long dress, and her body was like a swallow flying and falling red, which was even more beautiful, but a cold sword in her hand was hidden in such beauty, ready to strike a blow all the time.

The demon lord's body passed, and a pair of fleshy palms instantly blocked hundreds of quick swords from the Heartless Daoist, kicked away Cheng Lin Ting's folding fan with one leg, and with a horizontal hand, a dark cyan yuan force exploded, resisting Su Qianhe's long whip, and swept Lin Fei's long sword with one palm in his busy schedule. Almost in an instant, he had already received hundreds of moves with the four of them.

The face of the Wuxin Daoist was solemn, and the demon master cultivation was really extraordinary, and one person was besieged by four people within a hundred moves, and he actually had a slight upper hand. The long sword in his hand shook off, and the swordsmanship stabbed even faster, and the sword flower flew by, and it had already melted into the invisible.

The demon lord flew out with a palm and slapped the Heartless Daoist Frost Sword, and with a flip of his palm, he slapped it from the back of the sword. Su Qianhe turned around, threw the long whip at the demon lord's left leg, hooked the demon lord's left leg, and pulled it violently. The demon lord's body is certain, and he doesn't move as if he is Mount Tai. Su Qianhe's long whip flung out, and stabbed it into the demon lord's eyes.

The demon lord's face was solemn, his body took a step back, and with a clamp of his two fingers, he had already clamped Su Qianhe's long whip. Lin Fei jumped up from the other side, a long sword stabbed fiercely, the cold light flashed, the demon lord snorted coldly, his body was horizontal, he shook off Su Qianhe's long whip in his hand, and held Lin Fei's long sword horizontally with one palm, and the dark cyan yuan power in his hand surged, and he was not afraid of the sharp edge of the sword.

Lin Fei drew his sword and wanted to go back, but he was held tightly by the demon lord, his face was cold, and his other hand slapped it away. At this time, Cheng Linting flashed up, clenched the folding fan in his hand and cut it horizontally. The demon lord took a little in his hand, threw away Lin Fei's long sword, and then hit Cheng Lin Ting's folding fan, and took two steps back. And the unintentional Taoist, Su Qianhe and the two frost swords, the long whip has already stabbed.

The demon lord's face turned cold, his body was vertical, his palms were full of dark cyan yuan power, and he slapped at the four people violently, almost in an instant, he had slapped hundreds of palms. The four of them were shocked, the weapons in their hands were opened, and they took a few palms from the demon master.

Cheng Lin folded the fan and reached in front of him, but he was also hit by the demon lord and took two steps back. Su Qianhe and Lin Fei retreated together, with a long whip and a long sword blocking a few palms, their faces were all blue, and their chests were stuffy.

The cultivation of the Heartless Daoist was relatively high among the four, and after receiving a few palms, he only took two steps back, stepped forward with his sword, and swung it away. The demon lord sneered, his body was vertical, and he grabbed the frost sword with one palm, and with a grip on his hand, he actually crushed the frost sword. The Wuxin Dao man's face was shocked, and the Yuan Force in his hand surged, and the Frost Sword exploded, and hundreds of ice arrows were shot out. The demon lord took two steps back, and with a wave of his robe, he directly shot down the ice arrow.

At this moment, a white figure flashed out and stabbed with a sword. The demon lord's eyes condensed, his palms clamped, and he clamped the long sword tightly, and the dark cyan yuan force was dispersed, covering the palm like a layer of solid armor, and with a sharp twist, the long sword shattered when it landed.

Li Zhichen's face changed, and he withdrew his long sword and retreated. The demon lord snorted coldly, stepped forward, and slapped it straight with one palm. Li Zhichen took a few steps back, slapped it with one palm in his hand, and the two palms docked, and a wave in the air shook out, Li Zhichen's face turned blue and he took a few steps back.

Cheng Lin Ting, Su Qianhe, and Lin Fei rushed forward, and three weapons shot out at the same time. And the Heartless Daoist also rushed up, and the frost on his hand formed inch by inch, and ice arrows stabbed at the demon lord.

The demon lord sneered, slapped his hand, and directly slapped through the ice arrow, passing through it with one palm, and the Wuxin Daoist was shocked on his face, and slapped it with both palms. Facing up, there was a "bang" sound, and waves in the air pushed away. And after the demon lord hit, he suddenly turned around and kicked his legs, and in the middle of it became Lin Ting's folding fan, Lin Fei's long sword. The faces of the two changed, and they saw Cheng Lin Ting fall back a few steps, and Lin Fei's long sword was broken, and that leg was directly kicked on her bones.

Lin Fei's face changed drastically, there was a stinging pain in his abdomen, the whole person fell backwards, and hurriedly got up after rolling on the ground a few times, but his face was in pain.

The demon lord sneered, grabbed it in his hand, directly held Su Qianhe's long whip, and pulled it violently, Su Qianhe's whole body rushed forward, his face changed, and the long whip was withdrawn. And the demon lord stepped forward and slapped a palm at Su Qianhe's face door, this palm was powerful, and if it was split into the brain, it would be shattered.

Under Su Qianhe's discoloration, his hands were raised, blocking the door, and the demon lord struck straight down with one palm, only to hear a click, Su Qianhe's face changed drastically, his body fell backwards, and his hands were broken.

At this time, Li Zhichen and the two long swords of the Heartless Daoist rushed forward, and their momentum soared straight into the sky. The demon lord's face changed, and he grabbed it with both palms. The two swords directly penetrated the palm of the demon lord, and actually went towards the demon lord's chest. The demon lord's hands were in a hurry, and the dark cyan yuan power was released, directly smashing the two long swords, and slapping them even harder.

At this time, Cheng Lin rushed up and struck the demon lord behind with one palm. The demon lord felt a chill behind him, slapped his palms back, and shouted, "Get out of me!" Cheng Linting's face was cold, he didn't dare to be careless, and the yuan power of his palms surged out and shot back.

The four palms touched, and the Yuan Force exploded. Cheng Linting's expression changed drastically, his chest was tight, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The demon lord still didn't stop after hitting the two palms, and his body went away, and he slapped more than ten palms fiercely. Cheng Linting's face turned pale, and he pulled out his yuan power desperately, gathered on his palms and slapped it violently, the demon lord's face was cold, and his palms slammed through in an instant. Cheng Lin stood up and trembled, and after receiving the two palms of the demon lord with both palms, the yuan force collapsed directly, and he was directly hit by dozens of palms of the demon lord in the chest. The body fell backwards, and after rolling on the ground a few times, blood spurted out again, and his face turned pale.

At this time, Li Zhichen and the two swords of the Heartless Daoist directly penetrated the space and sent them behind the demon master. The demon lord's face changed drastically, his body suddenly turned away, and shouted: "Get out!" A leg hit Li Zhichen, Li Zhichen's face changed, his body retreated, but he was still kicked, his body staggered back a few steps, and his face was pale.

After the Wuxin Daoist sent out a sword, his palms slapped out violently, the demon lord snorted coldly, Yuan Li shook, and a vibrating two long swords that were stabbed in the back, both palms slapped wildly, and the Wuxin Daoist connected a few palms, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood sprayed directly on the demon lord's face. The demon lord's face was hideous, and his face was sprayed with a mouthful of blood by the unintentional Taoist but he didn't care at all, he jumped up, his hands froze, and two palms were slapped out.

The body of the Wuxin Daoist was shocked, and the whole person rolled backwards violently, falling straight down more than ten meters before stopping. And the demon lord stood up straight, his face was hideous and terrifying, and his body was covered with blood, and now all five people were injured, and each fell to the side with a pale face. His eyes went sideways, he looked at everything, and said with a long smile: "The mantis arm is a car, and you can't measure yourself!" With a horizontal hand, he spit out to Su Qianhe Yuanli, who fell closer, and a blue-black long blade shot out.

Su Qianhe's face changed greatly, his body hurriedly rolled on the ground, and the black blade brushed quickly, and before Su Qianhe could avoid it, a hideous wound was torn on his back. The wound went deep into the bone, and blood spurted out. Su Qianhe's face turned pale, and he let out a painful wail, piercing into the bone marrow in his back and hurting into his internal organs.

The demon lord grabbed it again, and several dark cyan blades stabbed at Cheng Lin Ting, Lin Fei, and Li Zhichen respectively. Cheng Linting's face was pale, and when he saw the sharp blade scraping, he bit the root of his tongue fiercely, and his body was vertically opened, but he was still scraped into his thigh by the sharp blade, and the brush went deep into the bone. Lin Fei's face changed even more, he endured the stinging pain in his abdomen, his body rolled, but he was still hit by a sharp blade in his back, and blood sprayed directly.

Li Zhichen saw the sharp blade flying, and his body rolled to the ground, but he was not spared, and was directly slashed by the sharp blade between his chest and abdomen, and blood spurted out instantly. Xue Qingyun's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly ran over, hugged Li Zhichen, his face was eager, and said, "Brother Chen, are you okay?"

At this time, the demon lord heard Xue Qingyun's voice, looked at Li Zhichen and the others, sneered, and flew out with a palm, and was about to be killed in his palm.

Li Zhichen's face changed, his eyes opened, and he shouted: "Amorous Sword!"