The Demon Emperor of Hengshan rules a territory.

As an emperor, the Demon Emperor has enough money to be proud of.

It was precisely because of his pride that in front of Liu Yi, a sword cultivator, he displayed the sword of the emperor.

The most important thing a proud person wants to do when fighting an enemy is to destroy the enemy in what he is best at, from body to mind!

Among the Xuantian Sect's sword cultivators, the Demon Emperor was the only one who was a little jealous of Ling Wanjian.

Now that Ling Wanjian is gone, the Demon Emperor thinks that no one can be feared anymore.

But the Demon Emperor had seen Liu Yi in the immeasurable mountains, and he knew that a few years ago, Liu Yi was just a ** realm monk, and he was far inferior to the undefeated disciple of his disciple, but now he has become a land immortal!

The twelve zhang sword law phase can't hide from the Hengshan Demon Emperor.

In just a few years, you can be promoted from the ** realm to the land immortal.

What if there is another 100 years, a thousand years?

The Demon Emperor didn't even dare to think about it.

The reason why he is so proud in front of Liu Yi is because he has the dignity of an emperor on the one hand, and on the other hand, because of jealousy and even inferiority.

People sometimes breed a kind of self-esteem, even arrogance, on the basis of low self-esteem and jealousy.

The Demon Emperor's mind was different from that of ordinary monks, he deeply remembered that in the Liangyi Dust Shifting Array, Ling Hu Qiudao even knelt down in front of Liu Yi. In the heart of the Demon Emperor, he had long been puzzled about Liu Yi's identity, if Liu Yi really stood in front of the Demon Emperor, even if he stood still without resistance and let the Demon Emperor kill, the Demon Emperor might not dare to make a move.

At this moment, Liu Yi was not in the Netherworld Demon Prison, only a beam of sword blades came by surprise, but it just conformed to the Demon Emperor's wishes.

"If this emperor is on the way of the sword, he tramples Liu Yi under his feet, leaving an indelible shadow in Liu Yi's heart, and he doesn't dare to look at this emperor directly. Only in this way can this emperor be regarded as a true genius of the heavens! Only the true talents of the heavens can cultivate into a god ...... as soon as possible."

The Demon Emperor stared at the Emperor's Sword that was gradually dominating, and thought to himself: "Only by cultivating to become a god can we be above all living beings, and we will no longer be suppressed by the Great God of Heaven Survey like crushing ants! And once this emperor leaves a shadow in Liu Yi's heart, even if he becomes a god in the future, Liu Yi will not dare to be presumptuous in front of this emperor! Since I did not kill Liu Yi with my own hands, even if the Great God of the Six Domains Survey returns to the Hengshan Realm in the future and comes to trouble this emperor again, it will not be good for him to surrender his identity and kill me!"

Many thoughts appeared in the heart of the Demon Emperor.

He has so many thoughts in his heart, how can he be sincere as a sword?

But the sword intent in Liu Yi's ten thousand zhang sword blade skyrocketed sharply.

Liu Yi has the cultivation of land immortals, and his cultivation is ancient exercises, and the combat power of sword cultivation is far beyond that of ordinary monks, and his strength is not below that of ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortals. Although Liu Yi's strength is far inferior to the Demon Emperor at his peak, the gap between him and the Demon Emperor who is very weak at the moment is far less than he imagined.

And the means used by the Demon Emperor are the magical powers of the sword that he is not good at.

Liu Yi, but sincerity is the sword.

The power of the two sword blades in the air is actually not much different, and even the power of Liu Yi's sword blade is even stronger. It's just that the Demon Emperor is located behind the Emperor's Sword, and he can use the mana and glow in his body to maintain the power of the Emperor's Sword.

Next to the Water Mirror Technique, behind Liu Yi, a pair of snow-white wings had already grown.

If there is no Buddha here, I am afraid that I will have to kneel on the ground again, and shout Dazun in my mouth.

When the snow-white wings appeared, the golden Imperial Sword in the Netherworld Demon Prison had already begun to tremble, and the power of the sword edge was far inferior to before!

The blade formed by the great divine power of kendo is extremely powerful. Sword qi can be regarded as the flesh and blood of the sword blade, and the sword intent is the soul of the sword blade.

The sword intent in the golden sword blade all originated from the imperial momentum that was formed by itself when the Great Divine Power of the Emperor's Sword was unleashed.

The sword intent of the Emperor's Sword was not strong in the first place, but now it was forcibly oppressed by Liu Yi's sword intent that had climbed to the extreme.

The sword intent in the Emperor's Sword was completely dissipated!

Click!

Suddenly, there was a slight crisp sound from the Golden Emperor's sword, and the blade of the sword actually split into countless pieces.

What was shocking was that the fragments of the Emperor's Sword did not disperse and disappear, but instead galloped towards Liu Yi's Wanzhang Sword Blade and merged into the Wanzhang Sword Blade.

Liu Yi's sword momentum has the momentum of a king in a sword, and the magic power of the demon emperor is called the emperor's sword.

There is something in common between these two sword potentials.

It has been seen which is stronger and which is weak.

Wanzhang Jian Feng got the emperor's sword and merged into the sword light, becoming more powerful, and the sword light rushed to the front of the demon emperor in a flash, and slashed through the flesh with a sword.

The Demon Emperor didn't expect this ending at all, and he didn't react for a moment, so he had to accept Liu Yi's sword. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his neck, and his whole head was flying.

Bright red blood, like a waterfall, spurted out from the place where the Demon Emperor's skull was broken.

Before the Water Mirror Technique, Meng Chengshen had already looked demented.

"It's strong!

Meng Chengshen muttered to himself, not knowing how to express it.

Between Liu Yi's kings, the Demon Emperor's imperial sword was fused, which already contained the amazing momentum of making all beings bow down and the immortals bow!

Wen Yingkong was dumbfounded, her mind was already very flustered, and after being affected by the sword momentum, she was already a little distracted, and she couldn't help but kneel in front of Liu Yi, kneeling the red golden Liquan battle spear under her knees.

Only the greedy wolf sighed heartlessly: "Uncle is uncle, it's really powerful! The Demon Emperor is the Demon Emperor, he has grown a big man more than two meters tall, and he is different, even the blood flow that spurts out from his broken neck is as amazing as a waterfall! Sure enough, he is tall and strong, with thick skin and a lot of blood!"

The blade of the sword is horizontal in the Netherworld Hell, and its power is earth-shattering.

The white aperture under the sword blade was formed by the convergence of the sword qi instilled from the sword disk, and it had been dutifully transmitting the battle picture to the sword disk of the Divine Sword Peak.

The battle situation was all seen by the monks of the Divine Sword Peak......

The power of the king that came out of the sword blade had already affected many sword cultivators in the Xuantian Sect.

At the moment when Wen Yingkong fell down, I don't know if they were involuntary or willing, but they actually aimed at the sword plate and hugged their fists, and worshiped the king of the sword together.

Even the four great sword immortals of the True Immortal Realm, together with other sword cultivators, knelt down on the sword plate and bowed to the ground!

The only people who were not affected were a few masters of the Dashun Holy Ape clan, as well as Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang, who were secretly protected by Emperor Wuxi.

The only one left who could still stand was Hututu.

Hu Tutu had been inherited by the Snow Feather Venerable, and had cultivated the White Tiger Earthquake Desolation Technique taught by the Snow Feather Venerable himself, which was different from the Xuantian Sect cultivators, and now he was not affected by the sword blade, one because he was not a sword cultivator, and the other was because he had the extremely pure demon saint bloodline in his body.

Seeing everyone kneeling down, Hu Tutu was stunned, looked down and seemed to understand something, and sighed in his heart: "That Ling Wanjian's personal disciple is a true person who has cultivated to become an immortal, a master of the immortal realm, and he is arrogant and arrogant, thinking that he is a character. Even he was shocked by Brother Yi'er's sword, and he knelt on the ground and didn't dare to get up, only I, Uncle Hu, could straighten my waist with pure yang cultivation...... It seems that I am Hu Tutu, and I am indeed one of the best geniuses in the world, hahaha

After Hu Tutu scratched his head and posed a few poses that he thought were cool, Hu Tutu found that no other female disciples were paying attention to him except for Emperor Wuxian, and Wan Ruirui even stared at him with a cold light in his eyes......

"Only villains and women are difficult to raise!"

Hu Tutu sighed with emotion, shook his head and wagged his tail a few times, coughed twice and cleared his throat, raised his arms and waved left and right, and at the same time performed the method of transmitting sound for thousands of miles, and roared like thunder: "Sword God! Sword God!"

Many monks in the Divine Sword Peak were already shocked by Liu Yi's sword momentum, no one spoke, no one talked about it, the scene could be described as silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Now Hu Tutu raised his arms and shouted, and suddenly woke up all the sword cultivators.

Suddenly, there were many sword cultivators, shouting along with Hu Tutu.

Sword God!

Sword God!

At the beginning, most of these shouting sword cultivators were half-way peak disciples. But when the bearded Ling Qianjian also stood up and shouted the word "Sword God" with everyone, almost all the Xuantian Sect monks raised their heads and shouted loudly, their emotions were extremely excited, and their eyes were extremely hot!

Even the real people who are month by month are opening their mouths slightly, and they can't help but shout along with the others.

Just as everyone shouted, the sword plate slowly fell from the air and was put away by Ling Qianjian. The bearded Ling Qianjian had already seen Liu Yi rescue Ling Wanjian through the sword plate, and left the Hengshan Realm from the Qiankun Passage, so he was naturally no longer worried in his heart. As Ling Qiujian's second disciple, Ling Qianjian had even made a plan to hold a grand banquet to welcome Liu Yi and Ling Wanjian, the two senior brothers.

Only Gongsun Wuxian's expression remained unchanged, he slowly raised his hand, replaced the turban wrapped around his head with a new one, and then changed the Yaoguang Flying Sword into a three-inch length, carefully repaired his nails with the blade of the sword, and suddenly said a sentence in his mouth, "The sword just now, in terms of sword intent alone, even the great god is far inferior! At that time, you don't have to cry without hatred, and you can't go to your eldest brother Liu Yi for revenge, just give birth to a child with your husband, let him worship under Liu Yi's door, and then pass on the uncle's dazzling flying sword to that child. ”

The blade of the Qinglong Broadsword in Emperor Wuxie's hand trembled slightly, she bit her lip lightly, and quietly glanced at Hu Tutu, but she didn't say much.

As soon as the sword disc was closed, everyone could no longer see the picture of the Netherworld.

Liu Yi, Meng Chengshen and the others had already left the Netherworld Demon Prison, and when the ten thousand zhang sword blade disappeared, the water mirror technique released by Liu Yi had already submerged the battlefield.

As for the water mirror technique suspended next to Liu Yi, the picture was already pitch black, and there was no scene to see.

In the midst of the rolling demonic fire, a body without a head but still two meters tall was speeding through the flames, like a headless fly, running around, dancing and scratching everywhere.

The blood gushing in the throat has long been blocked.

"Head on, head on, head on!"

The sound of ventriloquism came from the abdomen of the flesh and resounded for thousands of miles around it.

After three "heads", a head with a golden crown flew out of the flames and landed on the neck of the flesh.

A page that had been torn out of the book flew out of the Demon Emperor's sleeve and wrapped around the wound on his neck.

Suddenly, a blue light shone out from the pages.

Within the blue light, the word "immortal" appeared!

After a stick of incense.

"What a strong sword intent!

The Yokoyama Demon Emperor took off the pages of the book and put them in his sleeve, stood in the overwhelming flames, and roared with murderous intent: "If I don't kill you, the shadow left by your sword in the heart of this emperor will never be erased! This emperor originally thought of the power of the great god and didn't want to kill you, but now he has to kill you!"

[Author's digression]: I wish you all a happy new year, a fortune immediately, and a double harvest of career love and love immediately.