The misery begins with the sinner

Chapter 40 The Demon Sword vs. the Vermillion Bird Sword is close at hand

The night wind is cold, dark clouds cover the moon, and outside the small house in the maple forest, a mountain rain is about to come.

Suddenly, the situation in the world changed dramatically, and the demonic cloud carried beacon fire all over the sky and came with pressure.

"The calamity spreads across the world, and the purpose is to bring down six disasters and seven killings; disasters have spread throughout the past and present, killing eight difficulties and nine evils alone. There is one demon throughout the ages, and it is the master against heaven."

The poem trumpet sounded softly, arrogantly confident and majestic. The Lord of the Nether Realm, Kuiyujiang Weiran, the Lord of the Nether Realm, came to the world, causing Xuanhuang to overturn, and the sky and the earth turned pale and became pitch black.

"If you dare to interfere in the affairs of the Nether Realm, Cangmang Walker will have your whole life. The Demon Cocoon is here to see you off today!"

The tyrannical words fell to the ground, but I saw a man holding a jade bamboo staff, strolling comfortably, and stepped out from inside accompanied by a poem.

"Let's look for the scenery in the mountains and rivers. Why compete with the rivers and lakes for fame? The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse. The sky and the earth are vast and I can go anywhere."

"The visitor is a guest. You, Demon Cocoon, are full of momentum, but as the old saying goes, both humans and demons have the right to live. If they are forced to fight hard, you may be disappointed today!"

Although Ren Pingsheng remained indifferent, when he caught a glimpse of the magic sword waiting for an opportunity not far away from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart and be on guard.

"With these last words, go to the underworld!"

After the words of the demon cocoon were finished, the murderous intention around the demon flow sword surged, the beacon fire swept the world, the mountain rain was about to come, and for a while the earth was as silent as cicadas.

Knowing that he could not do anything good, Ren Pingsheng's jade bamboo staff flashed with light, and a peerless red maple appeared.

"Sword, sword! It's up to you again!"

The ultimate confrontation, the murderous intention that covers the world, all indicates that the rain is coming.

Just when the extreme was about to begin, suddenly, the golden sword light flashed, and then a peerless sword broke through the air and stood in front of the demon cocoon.

The familiar golden lion pattern on the sword marks the identity of the visitor.

"It is impossible to bury Ling Yun Qi in troubled times.

Sweep away the entire world, and bear the sword with a crazy reputation that is feared all over the world! "

In the poem, the golden lion and the red dragon shadow of the Immovable City, as well as the silver leopard and the phoenix, come together.

Seeing his former comrades, Moliu Swordhead hesitated.

At this time, I heard the cold words of Demonic Cocoon.

"You can't bear the price of hesitation in the Demonic Sword!"

Facing the threat, Mo Liu Jian Xin Xuan, the white-clothed sword master, was in danger, his eyes flashed, and he had awakened.

Just when he was about to take action, he suddenly saw the cry of the red bird in the distance.

Only one person was seen, stepping on the red bird and strange beast, paving the way with thousands of swords, descending from the nine heavens.

"Young men don't know how to reach the peak, and they have no time to step into the world of mortals!"

Now I have the sword without limit, but the road is boundless and difficult! "

In the poem, a sword fell from the air, Wu Pi's sword energy broke through the air, split the ground into a chasm, and the terrain of Fenglin Xiaozhu was divided into two parts.

Then he floated down, glanced at it coldly, and said calmly: "The price of hesitation is unbearable for the Demonic Sword. Can you bear the anger of Fuyu City in Kuiyujiang?"

Without saying a word, the four golden lions immediately surrounded Kuiyu territory. They pointed the lion-headed sword in the distance and said: "The Demon Cocoon Youdu has violated the peace agreement. Today Fudo City will kill you here!"

Seeing such a situation, Kui Yujiang immediately activated the different methods, and the painful look of the sword master in white suddenly appeared in the mind of Mo Liujian.

"Kill them with the magic sword!"

Hearing what Heavenly Demon Cocoon said, everyone in Fudo City changed their expressions and looked at the Demon Sword at the other end.

At this time, he saw the sword close at hand and slowly took off the Suzaku genealogy and said: "This genealogy was a gift from you that day. Thanks to your kindness, I have the opportunity to wash it away.

Today I will use your sword to kill your demonic body and help you to be liberated! "

The Demonic Sword has long been awakened, and the sword in his hand is held tighter.

He said coldly: "The way of killing proves the way of swordsmanship, let me teach you the way of swordsmanship!"

"The sword is at your fingertips!"

The battle has begun, the sword is close at hand, and the sword is thrown lightly in the hand, and a storm is about to come.

The wind cannot hide the suppressed murderous aura in Mei Feng.

The sword cannot take away the heavy sorrow on the shoulders!

"This battle will let me feel your determination to inherit the unusual legacy!"

With a deep shout, the battle broke out with peerless madness.

The swords were so close that they were shot at the same time. The two weapons collided, a perfect combination of strength and speed.

Every move kills, every move pursues the soul, the sword falls silently, the wind passes without a trace, writing the ultimate collision between swords.

The same moves, different sword intentions, the first round of confrontation showed the power of Demonic Wind Mark, and both of them suffered wounds.

On the other side, the Demon Cocoon was alone against the four beasts of Immovable City, and the battle was inextricable at this time.

Even though the Demonic Cocoon was protected by magic silk, it was difficult to balance it when faced with the siege of four people, and it was suddenly at a disadvantage.

Moreover, Ren's life-long extremely cold sword energy kept adding to his body, causing the peerless demon lord to feel disturbed.

While fighting against everyone in Fudo City, he immediately activated the spell.

"If you resist and are timid, I will make Master Sword in White lose your soul bit by bit!"

Kui Yujiang's words resounded in Moliu Jian's mind. He knew that he could never show mercy, and he tightened his grip on the peerless madness, adding another three points to his sharpness.

The eyebrow peaks are no longer lingering in the clouds, symbolizing the coming final fate of the violent storm.

The sudden change in his eyes symbolizes the swordsman's determination to take action.

The sword was so close that he knew in his heart that he had no care to swing the sword.

"Then let's have a real death showdown!" Wu Xia clenched his fist tightly, and as his body moved, the surrounding space changed, turning into a wonder of ice and snow.

The eyes of the Demonic Sword are crazy, the killing sword is sharp, and the swordsmanship becomes more and more brutal.

With its flawless sword power, Jian Qi Chuan went head-to-head and the most extreme conflict broke out.

"Magic Sword, your strength has been restored!"

"Can you handle it?" A question asked, referring to the sword close at hand, but also to the Demonic Sword itself.

In the midst of an unprecedented crazy change of moves, the famous moves from the past appear again.

"Demon flow - weeping blood!"

"Quick Xueqing Shijue!"

The sword was so close that he had no time to swing it, but the wind and snow covered the sky and the sun, and the moment the snowflakes fell to the ground.

It turns into sword energy that fills the sky, and forcefully receives the attacks.

"The moment I decided to take over the ancestral lineage, I was already prepared to bear the karma of the world's sins!

You have sacrificed so much for Baiyi. As a swordsman, I have no reason to stop you. I can only give you my highest respect and win with one move! "

With the sword close at hand, the words fell to the ground. The two looked at each other and stepped back a few feet in perfect agreement.

Immediately, the unparalleled madness was instantly divided into two parts. Between the black and white, a unique sword intent rose into the night.

Loneliness, coldness and arrogance, all showing the ability of the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

The two completely different sword realms of calmness and pleasure and ruthlessness and madness intertwine and merge into an indescribably huge and pure power of swordsmanship.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated instantly, and the moonlight fell on the earth.

The sword was so close that the aura of awe erupted all over him, surrounded by four illusory sword shadows, arranged in all directions.

Condensed into the most powerful sword, shocking Xuanhuang.

"Devil Sword - Trace of Wind!"

"Sen Luo Wan Xiang - sword unified!"

The top warrior, the most extreme swordsmanship, the most terrifying power.

When the two moves met, the three lights of heaven and earth were lost, and a silent darkness enveloped the surrounding areas like night.

All parties fighting on the scene couldn't help but stop and look at the battlefield.

Just when the moonlight illuminated the earth again, they saw two people standing hugging each other, both suffering.

Wu Xian passed through his chest, but looking at the unparalleled madness in the hands of the Demon Sword, at this moment, the sword passed through his armpit very close to him.

As expected, but full of unexpected results, everyone temporarily stopped!
"I would rather bear the karma of the world's crimes! Good...good...good...I saw the right person! Help me take care of Baiyi...!"

"I lost!" The sword was close at hand and he smiled brilliantly and said: "It's better for you to take care of your apprentice!"

Immediately, he activated the remaining Haoran Qi and poured it all into the heart of the Demonic Sword.

The heart that was originally wrapped in a magic cocoon suddenly shattered.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the swordsman who once stood proudly at the top fell to the ground.

"Damn it! Break through the clouds and penetrate the sun!"

After one sword strike, he suddenly heard an angry shout behind him. The sword was so close that a look of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he had no time to hold it back.

The single-edged sword style turned and swung out in an instant, only wanting to save the demon cocoon of the Demon Sword.

Facing the sudden life-threatening sword, alarm bells rang in my heart.

Without any hesitation, the strength of the palm changed instantly, and the fight lasted only a moment. The demon cocoon had no time to react, and was forced back in an instant.

At this time, everyone in Fudo City also came to the sword and surrounded the fallen Demon Sword.

"Do you want to fight again, Demon Cocoon?"

In the battle with Feng Zhihen, the sword was so close that his energy was exhausted, but he still stood tall and straight, with no time to point far away, and the momentum around his body was condensed.

The demon cocoon did not dare to come forward, and everyone in Fudong City also showed their sharp edges and murderous intent at this moment.

Seeing the Moliu Sword being lifted up by Liao Yufeng, Tianmo Yu was unwilling to know whether he was alive or dead.

While he was hesitating, suddenly a cry came from the distance.

Just like a child, but strangely chilling in the heart.

As the Lord of the Nether Realm, Tianmo Cocoon's complexion suddenly changed.

"It's Jiu Ying screaming! Not good...!"

There was a change in the Nether World, and seeing that the Demon Sword could not snatch it away for the time being, he immediately made a decision and retreated.

Seeing the Demonic Cocoon leaving, the sword was close at hand and he immediately said: "I have used Haoran Qi to give the Demonic Sword a breath of life. I will turn back to Immovable City first and follow the plan!"

Jin Shi and others looked at each other and then left one after another.

Watching everyone leave, Jian Jiu's eyes fell on Ren Pingsheng, and he said with a smile: "Yin Shanfeng is indeed extraordinary. If you want to cure the cold poison in your body, go to Wenyi Jingwei to find me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he left directly!
After everyone left, Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief. In an instant, the cold air burst out all over his body, his face turned pale, and he was running his body with all his strength.

It took a long time to regain his composure, and he frowned slightly as he looked in the direction where the sword was leaving.

He asked doubtfully: "This person should be the Shan Feng criminal who was rumored a few days ago! I have this cold poison in my body, can he have a way...?"

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)