Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 296 Three Thousand Flowing Fires
"Isn't it a bit redundant for three demon generals to deal with one Shi Chong?"

Watching the three demon generals trap Shi Chong in a black coffin, Yang Zhicheng came to Qi Zhu's side.

"Shouldn't our focus be Mr. Big?"

he asked very puzzled.

As an upper echelon of the Immortal League, Yang Zhicheng naturally did not shy away from the true identities of the others.

But upon hearing his words, Qi Zhu first gave him an "idiot" look, and then turned his gaze back to the black coffin.

"Is this your attitude?"

Yang Zhicheng looked at Qi Zhuo coldly.

"Our attitude?"

Hearing this sentence, Qi Xiao slowly turned his head and glanced at Yang Zhicheng.

"Who do you think these two people in front of you are? That's Sword Maniac, and that's Mister Da. If they didn't insist on protecting Qiushui behind them and didn't have any countermeasures, so what if you have tens of thousands of people on your side?"

He said in a contemptuous voice.

After saying this, he resumed his defiant demeanor, stood proudly with his chest folded in front of him, and continued to stare at the movement of the black coffin.

"Since your Nether Palace has such an attitude, you will never get any benefit from my Immortal Alliance after this battle!"

Yang Zhicheng was so angry that he punched the air violently with his iron fist, and suddenly there was a sonic boom accompanied by the rolling air waves.

I don't know what method the Xianmeng used. It is obvious that Yang Zhicheng's strength is still rising at a terrifying speed, and even Xu Daoning behind him is a little shocked.

"Let's go! What kind of sword maniac or big gentleman, they are just some old people!"

Yang Zhicheng looked at Xu Daoning with his increasingly terrifying black pupils, and after he finished speaking, he was ready to go straight to Mr. Big who was also watching the movement in the black coffin in the distance.

But just when he stepped out with his front foot and before his back foot stepped out, there was a burst of explosion without warning.

The center of the crackling sound was the position of the black coffin in the distance. I saw that the black coffin transformed by three demon generals with turbid air had been torn to pieces by the hot flames, and the center of the flames was Shi Chong holding a long sword horizontally.

"Refresh, refresh! Come, come again! Let me see what else you can do to trap me!"

Shi Chong, who was covered in flames, turned his scorching qi into real flames, and the flowing fire shot at the three demon generals under the guidance of his long sword.

"The black coffin can be broken within ten breaths, which is somewhat beyond my expectations."

Qi Zhu calculated calmly.

The three demon generals in Wanli Palace had obviously received Qi Zhu’s warning a long time ago. After a short period of panic, the three did not hesitate to reveal the original state of the demon race. The original state of the three was tall and big with two horns. Facing Shi Chong's tyrannical sword attack with flowing fire, the three demon generals all formed a strange handprint, and then opened their mouth full of fangs and blood and roared violently. The energy transformed by the terrifying black evil spirit, accompanied by circles of strange runes, spewed out with this roar.

The black evil spirit collided with the red streamer immediately, causing the world to shake violently, and the demon general's evil spirit and Shi Chong's flowing fire dissipated almost at the same time.

"We are willing to sacrifice three thousand bones and flesh, and beg our lord to grant us the power of the abyss to seal this alien."

But before the dust cleared, the three demon generals suddenly began to chant in unison in a strange language, and while they were chanting in unison, they folded their hands together to form a circle, an embrace the size of which was filled with black turbidity. The circle of qi gradually grew larger under their non-stop chanting, until the arms were fully extended, and three huge circles in three directions overlapped and trapped Shi Chong in the middle again.

The three demon generals used this unimaginable method to create a black coffin again and lock Shi Chong.

But this time, the three demon generals didn't slack off like last time, but just quietly waited for Shi Chong to break the coffin. Just after locking Shi Chong, the three separated into three directions and recited the weird spell again.

It didn't take long before I saw a huge black iron spear exuding a strange aura, a huge sword with a length of one foot, and a huge ax coming out of the void under the sky.

"Let me now use my lord's sword, my lord's spear, and my lord's ax to slay this alien."

Accompanied by the loud chanting of the three demon generals and the sound of thunder crackling, the spear, sword, and giant ax slashed at the black coffin from three directions.

"So what if you have ten thousand dharmas! Our flesh and blood can be exchanged for three thousand flames, which can burn all your demonic obstacles!"

At the same time when the spear, big sword, and giant ax pierced through the black coffin, Shi Chong's somewhat hoarse roar came from the black coffin.

Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared in the black coffin, and dazzling flames shot out from the cracks.

Along with the flames, there was a trembling coercion and a heat that could burn the soul.

"Quickly withdraw!"

As soon as the fire came out, Qi Yu immediately sensed that something was wrong. The three demon generals took down Shi Chong. Based on the information he got, it was only a matter of time. He could wait slowly if he was not in a hurry.

But the aura he felt from the sarcophagus at this moment already exceeded the description of Shi Chong in his information.

But it's too late.

"Unleash the sword, three thousand flowing fires!"

The black coffin shattered, and white flames gushed out like raging waves, enveloping the three demon generals in one breath. These clusters of flames were actually completely transformed by Shi Chong's sword energy and sword intent. Qi, not only burning the opponent's body, but also cutting and tearing the opponent desperately, like a gangrene, once it is infected, don't even try to shake it off, even if it is your soul.

But in an instant, the three demon generals of Wanli Palace turned into flying in the white flames, and they didn't even have time to escape.

At this moment, the flame was still not extinguished, and in the center of the white flame, a one-armed and one-legged figure stood proudly, but his figure became thinner and thinner in the flames.

"Mr. Big, how about my sword!"

The figure suddenly shook.

"Very good, this is the most beautiful sword I have ever seen."

Mr. Da, who watched this scene silently from a distance, raised Jianlang's voice.

"Hahaha."

The figure in the flames let out a long laugh and said:
"Qiu Shui's kindness has been repaid, I'll take a step first!"

After finishing speaking, the voice in the flames instantly turned into fly ash.

Yang Zhicheng, who was watching from a distance, clenched his fists tightly, swallowed with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but feel ashamed when he thought of Qi Xiao's words that made a fuss out of a molehill.

Now that this battle has been fought, he admits that he has underestimated Qiushui, just as Qi Yu said just now, not Mr. Da, but Shi Chong, if it is not for Qiushui behind him, if he wants to escape, I am afraid that there will be no one in the Immortal League can really stop him.

"One Shi Chong made the demons kill three demon generals, so how about a big gentleman?"

He glanced at Mr. Da in the distance and took back his steps.

"Scared?"

Qi Xiao sneered and walked to Yang Zhicheng's side.

"If you're afraid, just roll aside."

He walked past Yang Zhicheng unhappily, and walked towards Mr. Da.

It was far beyond Qi Luo's expectation to defeat the three generals in one breath, and what he hates the most is that things exceed his expectations, so Qi Luo is in a bad mood at this moment.

"It's just you and me left, Mr. Big, can you still fight?"

Qi Yu stood a hundred steps away from Mr. Da, looked at him from a distance and said.

"What do you say?"

Mr. Da held Kaishan's sword hilt with one hand and said.

(End of this chapter)