Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 455

Several times of preparation and heroism, and finally a battle to subdue the devil.At the moment when the real martial spirit spread widely, but there was a buzzing sound of the sword shaking the universe, and the emperor sword Junyu instantly turned into the Milky Way piercing the sky, carrying a thousand divine powers to slay the head of the demon king.

Ye Xingge's face sank like water, and his long halberd stood upright like a towering building tree, clearly standing upright.The majestic internal force is woven into a huge net that fills the air, and there is no slightest flaw in the flexibility to follow, and it directly eliminates the enemy's offensive.

The first move of the Demon Lord Sword Emperor shook the ten directions with a bang, and all he could see was smoke, dust and stone chips falling down, and even the entire Zhenwu Temple could hardly bear the power of such gods and demons.

In the confrontation of swords and halberds, there is no difference between superiority and inferiority. Sima Yu was relieved and his momentum became stronger, and the sharpness of the sword also increased sharply by three points.The sword light is scattered like a galaxy pouring out, thousands of cold stars illuminate the universe, and the dark night is almost as bright as day.

Ye Xingge was caught in the curtain of thousands of swords, but he walked leisurely in the courtyard without any surprises. The evil halberd "Three Ways Crossing" was drawn vertically and horizontally, not only swallowing up the sword light, but also going upstream, piercing the sword energy center.

Another move in the flashy battle, the light of Jun Yujian suddenly dimmed, and there was a faint sound of mourning.

At the same time, Ye Xingge's body trembled, his attacking pace slowed down inexplicably, and a bone-chilling chill clearly spread from the trembling edge of the halberd.

Amidst the collapse of broken bricks and rubble, Fang Lanling, the son of Wuque, coughed lightly and said, "Just now, the 'Frost Sky Dawn Horn' that Hierarch Ye held was made of cold wrought iron from the Tianshan Mountains. It's hard to resist the cold air, if you still want to get out of the sky, you have to fight quickly."

The words were sarcasm, and they were more confident, but at this moment, when Ye Xingge sipped, the true energy in his body suddenly surged like boiling.

Immediately there was only a "bang" sound, and the piercing cold sword "Shuangtian Xiaojiao" disintegrated instantly, and the fragments and bloody flowers scattered in all directions, which could reduce everything around to dust.

The decisive blow of the peerless demon king who did not hesitate to destroy himself is as strong as the sword emperor of Xijiang, and it is difficult to beat him. It is not as good as the bloody and incomplete sword, which has already broken through in a blink of an eye, and penetrates into the king's sword curtain like a meteor chasing the moon.

At the moment when the two swords collided, there was a buzzing and mournful sound that shook the audience, and the Emperor Jian Junyu was unable to resist the power of the world's demons, and was cut in two on the spot!

Rao Sima Yu is the pinnacle of the sword world, but at this time he really has no way to respond, the broken sword has already struck while the tongue is dumbfounded, and the blood mist is violently dispersed, and it can almost be slashed across the side of his neck.

In the moment of life and death, as a human being reborn, I don't know whether to regret the death of Emperor Jian or celebrate the existence of my own body.

Sima Yuzheng had mixed feelings, but he heard a miserable muffled groan from the opposite side, the handsome figure in white staggered back a few steps, then staggered away.

Xuanyi was stained with blood, and the long halberd was on the ground. A trace of undisguised contempt flitted across the corner of Ye Xingge's mouth. He took a deep breath, and then sneered: "Xiaoxiao's generation has retreated after knowing the difficulty, and only one person is left. Self-righteous 'old enemy', this great head of this seat, do you really have the guts to take it?"

Sima Yu's face was as hard as iron, and he looked at his eyes and said calmly: "At the end of the crossbow, it is difficult to break through Lu Jin. If you still have the ability to swing the three-way crossing, I will die in peace today."

Ye Xingge paused for a moment, then finally withdrew his palm and let go of the standing evil halberd, his body swayed slightly and said softly: "Then you who have lost the sword of Jiling suddenly, how can you compete with me?"

Sima Yu's face was tense, and suddenly he slapped his chest with his fingers parallel to his chest. Instantly, a pure and holy spirit arose spontaneously. Amidst the surge of sword energy, he only heard his voice without the slightest emotion: "Since you admire Di Cangqiong's swordsmanship , then there should be no regrets in defeating this sword."

Surprise appeared on Ye Xingge's face, and he murmured at the moment: "The sword of the Holy Buddha has both form and spirit, and it is indeed true. Di Cangqiong has such a mind, and I am not surprised, but you have such a sense of sword. , it really made me look at it with admiration."

Sima Yu frowned, and suddenly said with a heavy drink: "Put down the woman in your arms, and give me everything I can. I might consider keeping your whole body."

Ye Xingge acted as if he hadn't heard of it, when he turned his palms, a thread of black hair had condensed between his fingers, and he said coldly, "You—— are not worthy."

An evil spirit flashed across Sima Yu's face, and then he saw a fierce wind rolling around, the sword energy turned into a hurricane, and the power of the holy demon quenched the heart of the sword, arousing thunder from the heavens, angrily killing the mortal enemy in front of him, vowing to do justice for the sky, and make the king of all demons Desperate.

Ye Xingge stands majestically and proudly, clearly aware of the abyss and yue zhi, a strand of hair twirling around his fingers, like soft catkins and willows, full of murderous intent in the midst of being careless, just like the sinking abyss, boundless, daring to violate the boundaries The only way is to drown.

The decisive battle at the top opens a new chapter, and both sides have no reservations. One undertakes the ambition of slandering Taoism and slandering the Buddha, but relies on the true martial spirit to fully display the law of swordsmanship, and the other has the heart of poisoning the world, but controls one Qingsi fiddles with the gap between yin and yang.

The boundless sword intent is unrestrained and unrestrained, the thousand-year-old ruins have been destroyed, and the entire Zhenwu Temple is crumbling among the flying sand and stones, and the broken walls and ruins can no longer support Hai Tianliang.

All of a sudden, there was a loud bang that shook the sky, and the ancient temple finally collapsed, and the smoke and dust filled it into ruins!

In the ruins, he saw two figures in fierce battle rising out of the air, and the sword light criss-crossed without knowing how many cycles of life and death they had experienced.

The unrivaled sword wind swept up the dust all over the sky, as if a towering castle was built out of emptiness, it seems that the relics of real martial arts are immortal in a trance, and only the soul is left to witness the moment of this decisive battle!

The two figures raised their spirits to the top, and then Lingxu walked the dust, and then showed their shocking skills. The majestic posture suspended in the air is like a god descending, and the sword shadows will not let the opponent lightly.

Perhaps the number of life and death has already been taken lightly, and only the burning will to fight in the sky is left in my heart. If I don't behead the enemy, I will never return!

The sword intent was unyielding, the fertile blood was soaring, and before one knew it, it was a hundred moves. The demon king and sword emperor both stepped on the dust, and their eyes turned blood red while panting violently.

Sima Yu was still panting, and suddenly pointed his sword at the center of Ye Xingge's eyebrows, and roared in a muffled voice, "How? How dare you say I'm not worthy of killing you?"

Ye Xingge's body trembled slightly, exhaled a breath of cold air between his lips and teeth, pressed his hand on his chest, and slowly shook his head and said: "Your sword heart has gone astray, even if you have great success, you are just a slave enslaved by the sword. The sword technique can't show its power at all, how dare you want to kill me?"

Sima Yu's body was full of hostility, and he yelled angrily: "You bastard! The devil of all evil dares to speak nonsense, this trick will finish your doom!"

After finishing speaking, Sima Yu saw Sima Yu's hands condensing his sword fingers together, the invisible sword energy divided the universe, one hard and one soft, round and confluent, like a celestial whirlwind hanging upside down, singing to Ye Xing like a hood.

Yin and Yang succeed each other, and the sun and the moon shine together, which is the supreme way of exterminating demons.At this time, I saw Ye Xingge pointing at the center of his brows, Shura's suffocating energy turned into a vast Buddha essence, and the holy brilliance gradually appeared, just like the eyes of the sky suddenly opened, shining brightly in the world.

"Nan Wu Sa Duo Nan. San Miao San Boduo. Ju Tui Nan. Nephew him. Om. Zhe Ru Zhu Ru. Zhun Ti. Sa Po He!"

The sound of mantras, chanting my Buddha widely, when the Sword of Slaying Demons is approaching, it seems to encounter an invisible obstacle.The sword energy reversed one after another, and only a cloud of blinding smoke and dust was splashed between the twists and turns.

(End of this chapter)