Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 678
Seeing the sword formation Chu Fengmian took out, countless people present widened their eyes.

This sword array is really too terrifying, and there are a hundred thousand spirit swords in it.

With such a big hand, I am afraid that only those colossal sects have the wealth to condense such a sword formation. No one would have imagined that this person would actually have such a sword formation.

Especially the eye of this sword formation is a heaven-level spiritual weapon.

Even in the Northern Territory, heaven-level spirit weapons are extremely rare. Many martial arts families only have one or two heaven-level spirit weapons that have been passed down.

When did this heavenly-level spiritual weapon actually turn into a Chinese cabbage? From Chu Fengmian's hands, not only did he have the Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword, but in this sword formation, at least two heavenly-level spiritual weapons contained the aura.

In Chu Fengmian's hands, he actually possessed these three heavenly artifacts.

"Sword broken!"

Countless spirit swords danced in the air, forming an extremely precise sword formation.

One hundred thousand spiritual swords intertwined with each other, colliding with ten times the power of the cold-faced demon king in the air.

"Damn it! Do you think that the sword array shrinks into a tortoise shell and can save you?"

The cold-faced Demon Lord roared ferociously.

He is really angry now.

Originally, in order to deal with Chu Fengmian, he had already used all his hidden strength.

In the eyes of the cold-faced Demon Lord, it should be an easy task for him to use all his strength to deal with Chu Fengmian, and it should be enough to defeat Chu Fengmian directly.

However, they did not expect that Chu Fengmian would have such strength. When he showed his true strength, he would still be able to contend with him.

Now under the anger, he showed ten times his strength, trying to kill Chu Fengmian.

But at this critical moment, Chu Fengmian actually still had his hole cards and took out the sword array, which made him extremely angry.

His cold-faced demon lord had never wasted so many means to kill a person.

"Even if you are hiding in this tortoise shell today, I will still kill you!"

The cold-faced demon yelled angrily, and countless magical powers erupted instantly from behind him.

This magic, gradually condensed, turned into an incomparably huge demon god. This demon god looked extremely huge.

The surrounding space began to tremble with the appearance of the demon god, and the breath of the demon god's descending made the surrounding space tremble.

"The only true devil! This is the ancestor of the evil way, the only true devil!"

"The Demon Dao of this cold-faced Demon Lord has actually reached this stage, and he has condensed the only true demon of the ancestor of the Demon Dao!"

"This cold-faced devil is really at all costs. This kind of means of suppressing the bottom of the box has been used. This kid is finished, but this kid is from Beimang College. The confidant of their devil sect is a serious problem. Today's cold Mian Mojun kills Chu Fengmian at all costs, and he will get many benefits."

Countless warriors communicated below.

Looking at Chu Fengmian in the air, they all seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Everyone felt that Chu Fengmian was doomed.

The cold-faced Demon Lord showed the trick of the only true demon phantom, obviously he wanted to kill Chu Fengmian.

At the moment when the only true demon appeared, the temperament of the cold-faced demon monarch was completely different from that just now.

It seems to be a real ancient demon head. His appearance of waking up, and his every move contain the true meaning of the demonic way.

"boom!"

The cold-faced Demon Lord's mind moved, and the only real demon behind him suddenly stomped his feet, and a huge impact immediately bombarded towards the sword array.

The arena was shaking, as if under this force, it was crumbling.

Under this kind of power, can Chu Fengmian still survive?

Even with the protection of the sword array, Chu Fengmian would have no chance of survival.

"not good!"

Even Han Yueli, who has been calm all this time, now sees the moment when the only true demon condenses, his expression changes.

The only true demon is the ancestor of the demonic way, the terrifying existence who created the magical way in the legend.

Condensing his phantom, it is obviously the devil's way of the cold-faced devil, who has already realized the true meaning of the devil's way.

Compared with the ten times the strength displayed by the cold-faced Demon Lord, this only true demon phantom is much more terrifying.

The cold-faced Demon Lord looked at Chu Fengmian ferociously, and shouted loudly.

"Go to hell, kid, die in the hands of the only true demon, and you will die without regrets!"

Chu Fengmian was facing the only true demon's kick, and he was clearly aware of the power contained in it.

This power is already astonishingly strong, if it is not the step of life and death, the breakthrough of the realm of broken life, not only requires strength, but also requires comprehension.

Now the power of this cold-faced demon lord is probably enough to reach the state of life-shattering.

The current him just doesn't have the comprehension beyond life and death, but in terms of strength, he has truly reached the realm of life-shattering.

This battle was like fighting two old antiques, there was no difference.

"die?"

Chu Fengmian raised his head, facing the power of the only true demon, he sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"The power of a phantom wants to kill me? You underestimate me!"

Chu Fengmian spoke suddenly, his body suddenly moved and disappeared in place.

In the next moment, Chu Fengmian's body appeared in the center of the sword formation.

The power of the Black Profound Sword Formation was instantly blessed on Chu Fengmian's body. Chu Fengmian held the Zulong Supreme Sword in his hand, mobilizing the power of the fighting dragon in his body to the extreme.

"Roar! Roar!"

A resounding dragon chant resounded from the Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword in Chu Fengmian's hand.

Facing a strong enemy, the Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword has already begun to get excited.

The blood of the war dragon in his body is already boiling. This cold-faced demon king is the No. 1 opponent he faces in the martial arts competition, which is enough to force him to use his full strength.

Under this kind of power, if he can't resist, then Chu Fengmian will only face death.

"Ten Thousand Dragons Swallow the Sky!"

The black spirit swords around here, with Chu Fengmian's loud roar, countless dragon chants resounded immediately.

These countless black spirit swords gradually condensed into one body, turning into an incomparably huge dragon shadow.

This dragon shadow is ancient and mysterious, as if it is a phantom condensed by Chu Fengmian's power from the long river of time.

Sui is a dragon, but in Long Ying's hand, he is holding this spiritual sword tightly, which is the Supreme Sword of Zulong.

Emperor Yan Gulong.

With Chu Fengmian's Zhanlong bloodline and the power of the Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword in his hand, he actually awakened the phantom of this ancient Dragon Emperor.

Facing the only true demon in the sky, two phantoms collided violently.

(End of this chapter)