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Chapter 49 The Devil's Sword
Speaking of which, Yun Shu and the Demon Race still have some connections.

I don't know, those people I used to know are still there now.

Yunshu asked Shifang to lead the way, looking for other demons, Shifang was more accurate than many powerful magic weapons.

"Master, it's right in front, I'm hiding."

Shifang quickly hid in the gourd, and Yunshu quickly walked forward dozens of steps before stopping.

She vaguely heard the figure in front of her, and the sound of fighting was enough to prove how tragic the battle was.

This time Yunshu walked over quietly, and after peeling away a large leaf, she saw four people.

Yun Shu was a little disappointed that her family was a member of the demon clan who was full of demonic energy, because this demon clan looked very young.

How could I know him at such a young age?

However, it is also very surprising.

This demon clan, who seems to have been cultivated for no more than 800 years, actually has such profound spiritual power.

One person can deal with four people without losing the wind.

Should not be ah.

But soon, Yunshu realized something was wrong.

It's the weapon that kid is holding in his hand. Although Ren Yunshu doesn't know him, Yunshu knows this weapon.

Isn't this the magic sword of the Demon Lord?
When the demon kings of all ages were about to die, they would seal part of their spiritual power in the magic sword.

Give it to the next Demon Lord to use, and over time, the Demon Lord's sword has become one of the most powerful magical weapons in the world.

Although the young Mozu lacks spiritual power, this sword has increased his combat effectiveness several times.

Unless dodged, this sword hits anyone, it is a fatal blow.

At this moment, Li Ping's shoulder was accidentally hit by the magic sword.

She was repelled in an instant, and took a few steps back, crying out a mouthful of blood, and a large piece of blood flowed out from her shoulder.

If it wasn't for the lack of strength of the demon clan, Li Ping would have died on the spot.

It is really shameless to use the Demon Lord's sword to deal with a few juniors in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Yunshu, let's go. That sword looks scary. If it hits you, it's no joke."

Yun Shu didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

"What are you afraid of? If you are afraid, hide in the gourd."

Xiao Qi really hid in the gourd in an instant, and Yun Shu was speechless for a while.

Pokun, it's been so many years.

Just let you come and meet this Demon Lord's sword for a while.

Yunshu pulled out Pokun, which looked like a broken sword, but Yunshu knew that neither a person nor a sword could be as simple as it looked on the surface.

In the blink of an eye, only Song Siliu was left to confront the demon clan.

Song Siliang had long understood that the opponent's strength was not his cultivation, but his weapon.

He has been avoiding the attack of the weapon, and on the one hand, he is also seriously thinking of a way.

Suddenly a sword rushed out.

Followed.

With a "bang...", there was a crisp sound, and the sword of the demon king actually moved back a step.

Po Kun faced the difficulties and did not intend to let it go.

In an instant, the two weapons fought in the air like this, and the flames splashed.

If you look carefully, you can see clearly that what is fighting the Demon Lord's sword is an extremely worn-out sword.

This sword was brought back to Shentianzong by Song Siliang himself, so naturally he will not forget its original appearance.

Is Yun Shu here?
He immediately reacted and looked around.

But she didn't see Yun Shu's figure.

(End of this chapter)