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The cold light struck, and the murderous aura was soaring, and at a glance, it was still a bolt of lightning, and when I felt it carefully, it was actually a sword light.

Sword Light ...... Zhaoming was stunned for a moment, and there was something he couldn't react in his mind. In the cultivation world, there is not much difference between demon beasts and monks in many ways, both of them can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and manipulate the power they possess.

Ice, thunder, fire...... There are all kinds of them, but there are some powers that are difficult for demon beasts to master, such as swordsmanship.

On an island where monsters gathered, sword light appeared, and it was not the monsters who crossed the catastrophe, but the monks.

In the moment of thought, the sword light had already arrived. Zhaoming immediately urged the flames to condense a little bit and kill, facing the sword light that slashed at him.

I only heard a "bang", as if the cloth was shattered, and the condensed flames were instantly slashed. The power of this seemingly light sword light was far from what he had expected, and the degree was even faster, and the moment the flames exploded, it had already bombarded him.

"Bang", there was another loud bang, sparks burst, cold stars shot out, even though he relied on the body of the spirit weapon of the oven refining body to block the sword light, but the power of the slash still forced Zhaoming to retreat hundreds of steps before stopping.

Zhaoming is like this, not to mention the other demon beasts, in a terrible roar, nearly a hundred demon beasts were cut into two pieces as far as the eye could see. The mangled body flew through the air, flesh and blood scattered. Without the body of a spiritual weapon, they simply couldn't resist that chilling sword aura.

Before the sword light dissipated, a figure broke through the thick fog and rushed over, holding a purple long sword, and the person stood up.

Looking closely, the facial features of the visitor are quite delicate, like a fairy, but the head shape is very strange, like an irregular diamond shape. All of his body were hard scale armor, shining with cold light, like a sharp sword.

There is no doubt that this is a demon race, but I don't know what the body is. Zhaoming was taken aback, and then he was overjoyed, no matter what the other party's origin was, but since they were all demon clans, they could naturally stand on the united front.

It's a pity that the other party doesn't seem to have such an idea, and with a wave of the purple long sword in his hand, several sword lights slash out. It seems that the purple gas is thick, killing in all directions.

In an instant, a large number of demon beasts fell to the ground and died here.

This demon clan looks at the aura as little as the immortal realm, but its strength is quite strong, it can be said that it is the best in the same realm, and its combat power is even stronger than that of some heavenly immortal realms.

Especially the purple long sword in his hand, it is obviously not an ordinary magic weapon, it is definitely past the spear left by the Wu clan, and it is a magic weapon above the immortal weapon.

The sword light was cold, killing everywhere, and a large number of demon beasts died, but only Zhaoming relied on the oven to refine his body to block it. But this did not bring substantial benefits, all the demon beasts died, only he stood in place, immediately attracted the attention of the demon clan, and immediately ignored everything else, and rushed over with a purple long sword in his hand.

"Stop, I'm a demon too!" Zhaoming hurriedly shouted. The other party's strength is out of his own, and he feels that he is about to get out of trouble, and he doesn't want to fight with his fellow people unnecessarily.

It's just that the demon clan didn't mean to stop, and with a wave of the long sword, it stabbed Zhaoming's chest, and said coldly in his mouth: "The demon beasts of the Demon Island are really different, and there are even people who can speak." ”

Don't talk about strength, just about appearance, even among the demon clan, the fire devouring demon is also different, like a demon beast. This demon clan has never seen the Fire Devouring Demon, and Zhaoming has been in the past month, and he has been covered in the blood of a demon beast and full of the breath of a demon beast, so he actually treats him as an alternative demon beast and is eager to kill him.

The sword light killing intent attacked, how could Zhaoming sit still and wait to be killed, stepped on the flying body, an iron plate bridge, bent down and avoided the stabbing sword. It's just that the other party's killing intent is firm, how can it be so easy to let go.

Goodbye sword light was cold, with a thick purple aura, and the purple long sword had already slashed down at Zhaoming's body from top to bottom.

This sword degree is fast, and Zhaoming is bending his waist at the moment, which is difficult to resist. A sneer flashed on the face of the sword-wielding demon clan, and the victory was already in hand, just waiting for the other party to turn into two petals under the long sword.

At the last moment, Zhaoming's right side of the fire rushed, and a strong force immediately shifted his body by more than half a meter in an instant. It's not far, but it's enough to avoid this killer sword.

The sword in the hand of the winning ticket was actually avoided by the other party in this way, and the sword-wielding demon clan was slightly stunned, obviously a little distracted. And at this moment of distraction, Zhaoming had already attacked.

The body rotated, and his right foot kicked out with the momentum, directly attacking the back waist of the sword-wielding demon clan. At the same moment, the fire at the ankle rushed, making this already fast kick even faster, several times faster. Even the sword-wielding demon clan was one realm higher than Zhaoming, and he didn't have time to react, and was kicked by him.

"Bang!", a crisp metal resonance sounded, this kick was extremely powerful because of the flames, and the sword-wielding demon clan was immediately kicked away by Zhaoming, but he himself withdrew from the distance due to the huge rebound force.

Standing firm and looking at the distance, Zhaoming's eyes were full of jealousy. The hardness of the other party's body was beyond his expectations, and he didn't know what exercises he had cultivated, but it was actually comparable to his own spiritual weapon body.

And the purple long sword in the opponent's hand came out of the immortal weapon, thinking that it would definitely hurt his own spirit weapon body. The defense is not weak, the attack is a cut, and there are treasures in hand, and the chance of winning against him is very small.

"Interesting, a different kind of demon beast!" The sword-wielding demon clan looked back at Zhao Ming and smiled coldly, at this moment, he had already put the other demon beasts aside, and all his attention was on this "demon beast" that kicked him.

"I'm not a demon beast, I'm a demon clan, a fire devouring demon!" Zhao Ming shouted loudly.

Difficulty in winning does not mean that you will definitely lose, this month of fighting with demon beasts has made Zhaoming clearly realize a truth, cowardice before fighting will often push himself to death faster.

At this moment, he suddenly won a great victory, but he still hoped to strive for a slight possibility of a truce.

It's a pity that the other party didn't appreciate it, and smiled coldly: "Demon clan, fire devouring demon, how can there be such a coincidence!"

As soon as the words fell, he killed him with a long sword. The sword aura was dashing, drawing cracks on the ground, which was terrifying.

There are monsters who are fierce and want to attack this alien who has killed their own race. It's a pity that before he got closer, he was already cut into several pieces by the sword qi.

The sword aura soared into the sky, and before the killing, Zhaoming did not dare to be careless, and stepped on the fire for the first time, speeding up to avoid it. He was not afraid of the sword qi, what he cared about was the purple long sword, and he must not let it hurt himself.

It's just that the sword-wielding demon clan has made real preparations for battle this time, how could they let Zhaoming dodge so lightly, the sword light follows like a shadow, and the killing move comes close to Zhaoming.

That degree of speed is far from the other opponents that Zhaoming has encountered, and the awe-inspiring sword aura is even more terrifying. If it was before, even if Zhao Ming had the strength of the Tribulation Period, he would not be able to deal with it at all, but fortunately, in more than a month, he had completely integrated the addition method taught by the immortal woman into his own fighting style.

Any part of his body can breathe fire at any time, and the force brought by the sudden increase in the part of the body can make him suddenly make movements and gestures that he would not normally be able to do in a short period of time. may not allow him to successfully attack the other party, but it can allow him to dodge the opponent's attacks full of killing intent in a strange way again and again.

"Interesting, let's see how you hide!" The sword-wielding demon clan laughed, the long sword danced wildly, and purple gas gushed out, turning into a purple long sword, hundreds of thousands in the blink of an eye, as if a torrential rain was pouring towards Zhaoming.

With such an attack, there is nowhere to avoid it, but Zhaoming is not worried, all he cares about is the purple long sword itself, and the so-called sword qi does not care. And the other party's way of fighting also gave him a chance to win.

The cathartic fighting style cannot last, as long as you can persevere, the other party will taste the consequences of this irrational fighting style. The true qi in the body is not good, even if it is an immortal realm, it can't beat a monk in the Tribulation Period.

The surging sword qi, Zhaoming directly blocked with his body, in a burst of ping-pong bombardment, hundreds of purple long swords all disappeared, Zhaoming's flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood and qi in his body rolled, but it did not hurt the root, and there was no major problem.

One move was useless, and the sword-wielding demon clan was not discouraged, but smiled slightly, stepped on the fly, and rushed to kill like a shocking light.

The sword moves were opened, as if they were going to completely suppress Zhaoming fundamentally. He didn't dare to fight lightly, he could only dodge, but Zhaoming was not discouraged, he was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity that could severely damage the opponent, just like killing that snake-necked demon beast. If you don't shoot, you will shoot, and if you shoot, it will be a killer move.

No matter what the identity of the other party is, since he has become an opponent, there is only one thought, defeat the other party, or kill the other party.

One side is like a rainbow, and the other side dodges in a strange way. It was not a close battle, but after a long time, it seemed to have become a tug-of-war, although it had always been the sword-wielding demon clan attacking, Zhaoming was defending, and the danger was constant, but it was always impossible to distinguish the result.

With a burst of fire under his feet, his figure suddenly rose dozens of meters high, dodging the opponent's sweeping sword, Zhaoming panted and took out the Fire Walking Immortal Crystal.

He now once again overestimated his true qi, or underestimated the other party. Even though the other party has been using a cathartic style of play, his true anger has been exhausted before the other party. In desperation, he could only use the Fire Xing Immortal Crystal to continue to replenish his energy.

And the sword-wielding demon clan also frowned slightly, and they lost their indifferent and relaxed appearance before. The other party's methods were also beyond his expectations, not only was his body hard and not afraid of his sword qi, but also the strange way of dodging, which was not very fast, but he could always avoid his own killing moves again and again.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and without waiting for his breath to return, the sword-wielding demon clan stepped on the Xuanguang and rushed directly towards Zhaoming.

With a frown, Zhaoming was overjoyed, he sensed that the opportunity had come. The other party's true qi is too depleted, and if he doesn't return his qi at the moment, he will not have enough strength to fix it, which is an opportunity.

Calm down, seeing the long sword killing, Zhaoming's right shoulder burst into flames, and his body suddenly circled sharply, narrowly avoiding this powerful sword. At the same time, he swung his fist with his strength and blasted directly at the neck of the sword-wielding demon clan.

The sword-wielding demon clan lacks strength, and its true qi cannot be improved, and it looks like it is about to be hit.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt pierced the sky and slashed down, and it turned out to be a blood thunder. Missed the dense fog and slashed straight into the distance. The terrifying force caused the dense fog to shake for a while, revealing a figure.

Through the thick fog, he saw clearly the person who crossed the catastrophe, and Zhaoming was shocked, but he didn't expect that the person who crossed the catastrophe would be him.