One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 613

While the Fuxi Sword was restrained by the Qingyuan Miaozhen Martial God, the Demon Lord opened his empty door wide and waved his arms wildly, waving his double-edged swords with sword light, and the blood light like a rainstorm hit the protective aura of the Emperor of Heaven.

Boom boom,

The sound of heavy drums formed a line, and the chain of sword strikes composed a war song.

Such a crazy fighting style actually forced the Emperor of Heaven to retreat a step.

If it had happened before, the Emperor of Heaven would have been furious and would have responded immediately, letting Demon Lord Zunlou know the weight of the Emperor of Heaven's majesty.

However, after they revealed their true feelings, the Emperor of Heaven no longer regarded them as ants.

Instead, they should be regarded as traitors who must be eradicated and whose dark history must never be allowed to exist in the world.

The Emperor of Heaven regards them as enemies like Nuwa and Shennong who will pose a threat to Him and are truly worthy of being confronted, so he will never act bravely again.

After retreating, he dodged sideways after a few steps. The Heavenly Emperor, who was unable to use escape techniques, could only rely on his speed to move up and down repeatedly, like a sparrow avoiding a hawk or a porpoise escaping a white shark. He avoided the crazy attack of the Demon Lord with a slightly awkward and unfamiliar footwork.

Although it's a bit embarrassing, the effect is excellent.

The Demon Lord swung out those ten thousand swords, but not a single one fell on the Emperor of Heaven. Instead, after the Emperor of Heaven became proficient in this fighting style, he turned around and swung his sword, rubbing the tiger's mouth of Qingyuan Miaozhen Martial God, and cut off the curved corner of the Demon Lord's main tower.

But Demon Lord Chonglou did not retreat at all. He was already furious and fought with every move, risking his life in exchange for injuries.

Even if his hands and feet were cut off by the Emperor of Heaven, he would feel it was a gain as long as he could leave a small wound on the Emperor.

In another direction, the Qingyuan Miao Zhenwu God supported the Demon Lord, relying on his sword bones to resist the sword blade and help the Demon Lord resist the sharp edge of the Fuxi Sword. The Demon Lord Chonglou almost completely gave up defense.

The double blades of Yanbo swung like a storm, attacking again and again, its force was as cold as water, and its shape was as crazy as fire.

With the Demon Lord and Qingyuan Miaozhen Martial God attracting the attention of the Emperor of Heaven, Hu Xiuwu, Fei Peng, and Jiu Tian Xuan Nu were not idle.

The sturdy man with a dragon head and dark green horns hid in a wisp of wind. While the Emperor of Heaven and the God of War Qingyuan Miaozhen were wrestling, he jumped out of the evil wind and reached for the Emperor of Heaven's abdomen with a pair of ferocious dragon claws.

"Do you think I can't see you? Zhulong!"

It is a dragon holding a candle.

The huge body of the Candle-Bearing Dragon seemed bloated in this kind of battle. His pure strength did not have much effect between gods and demons, so he transformed himself into a human body with a dragon head and hid in the breeze to launch a sneak attack on the Emperor of Heaven.

But unexpectedly, he was discovered by the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven sneered, and used his sword to challenge the martial arts of Qingyuan Miaozhen God. He then used his left hand to chop horizontally, cutting through a pair of ferocious dragon claws covered with dark green dragon scales.

The dragon scales broke, the flesh and blood separated, and the bones shattered.

With one palm strike from the Emperor of Heaven, the dragon claw and the forearm were "opened" into crab claws, and the radius and ulna were split apart, like firewood chopped by an axe, with only a little flesh and skin at the elbow left.

The candle-holding dragon groaned, and exerted all its strength to spit out a breath of five-colored dragon breath, which sprayed on the Heavenly Emperor's hand and stuck to the Heavenly Emperor's aura, making the indestructible aura turn bluish-gray, like the dandruff of mortal metabolism, slowly falling off piece by piece.

Watching his Qi falling off layer by layer, the Emperor of Heaven spoke:

"Zhulong, I didn't expect you could give me a surprise."

This is the killer move of the Candle-Bearing Dragon. The Candle-Bearing Dragon has been guarding the entrance to the ghost world, Mount Buzhou, for nearly ten thousand years, watching the reincarnation of all things and the cycle of life and death.

He realized that the five spirits' qi also had their own death, and created the Five Spirits Killing Breath. If touched by this dragon breath, no matter what kind of qi it was, its basic vitality would be transformed into death qi, thus causing the spells it constructed to collapse. The Candle-Bearing Dragon used his arms as a price to eliminate the Emperor's defense, creating an opportunity for other allies to attack.

There was no one who was not easily defeated, and everyone present noticed this opportunity.

For a moment, no one stepped forward. Even the Demon Lord Zunlou retreated temporarily. Only the Qingyuan Miaozhen Martial God, whose essence was Hu Xiuwu's reincarnation, was still trying to restrain the Emperor of Heaven and suppress his movement range as much as possible.

Everyone knows that this is the time for the outbreak.

The Sword God divided himself into thousands of swords, bravely stood at the head of the sword river, led the vast sword energy and the surging sword river, and rushed to attack the Emperor of Heaven.

The Lady of the Nine Heavens took out the Houyi Sun-shooting Bow that Hu Xiuwu had handed to her, drew the bow and put an arrow on it. She cast the Nine Heavens Mysterious Mother Armor-Breaking Magical Mantra on the arrow, enabling it to chase the wind and the sun, break the Five Mountains, and cross the Four Rivers.

Of course, Hu Xiuwu was not willing to be left behind. When the Sword River flowed by his side, he used the Ten Thousand Swords to Kill Evil and released the Scaled Long Sword, merging it into the sword energy.

The sword energy was falling like rain, and in the rain there was a jade dragon controlling the sword energy, creating rain and wind, carrying the power of wind and rain, and merging into the long river of sword energy that was passing by.

It was not just Hu Xiuwu who did this. Most of the gods gathered their sword qi into the long river.

Hundreds of rivers merge into the long river, and the long river becomes the big river. The waves it stirs up can knock down the gods, drown the devil, and destroy the capital.

Only the Sword God, whose name is the sword, can control the great river of sword energy whose every move carries endless murderous intent.

The magic of the demons is difficult to mix with the magic of the gods, so they have to find a new way.

The seven living kings of the demon world silently recited the hymn to the Lord of Arms and sacrificed half of their demonic essence and beast blood. The remaining Shura soldiers whose kings had already died simply sacrificed themselves in blood to complete the ritual.

The demonic energy and beast blood condensed into cross spears, double-headed swords, demon pipa, serrated knives, dragon tooth clubs and other demonic blood weapons, surrounding the Demon Lord Zunlou.

These devilish blood soldiers guarded the Demon Lord Chonglou. A third beast horn grew on Chonglou's forehead, his hands were as thick as a bear's, and they also grew sharp claws, and the characteristics of hundreds of beasts appeared on his body.

The predecessor of the demon clan was the hundred beasts created by Shennong. The characteristics of all the beasts were gathered and melted into Chonglou's body, making his strength closer to that of Chi You, the master of war back then.

At this moment, the power of Demon Lord Zunlou is probably greater than that of Hu Xiuwu and Fei Peng.

However, the price is that the rest of the demons will be forced to retreat, having lost half of their magic power and beast blood. Even the king of the demon world will be so weak at this moment that he may not be able to defeat the human knight.

There was no more help to be offered in this battle.

Demon Lord Zunlou carried seven weapons on his back, and with a flap of his wings, he was already soaring above the river of sword energy, glaring at the Emperor of Heaven.

As long as the Emperor of Heaven is exposed to the sword energy river, Chonglou will definitely catch him.

Afterwards, it will ruthlessly extend its sharp claws and knives like an eagle chasing a hare.

Faced with the overwhelming river of sword energy rushing towards him, although the internal energy of his body was temporarily sealed, the Emperor of Heaven did not panic. With the Fuxi Sword in his hand, he actually performed a move similar to the [Heavenly Sword], and became one with the sword.

Use Fuxi's sword energy to assimilate the surrounding sword energy, use the force to counter the force, and do not resist the pressure of the sword energy head-on, but take advantage of the momentum. It looks like the swords are dancing and the sails are in the raging waves, but it is also as elegant as a Kun fish swimming in the river, without being hurt at all.

He is more like a dragon that stirs up waves than the scaly sword, and more proficient in the art of wielding sword than the sword god.

When the Sword God was panting and could no longer release any sword energy, the Emperor of Heaven still stood at the edge of the sky, unhurt and unretreating:

"Do you think that such a crude technique can hurt me again?"