Reflect the world

Chapter 1125 Sword Demon (Second Change)

Yan Qingcheng, the descendant of the Immortal Gate, looked away. Not far from her, the descendant of Xiao Li's flying knife stood on the top of a tree. A crystal clear flying knife was constantly flying and circling at his fingertips, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

And on the ground hundreds of meters away from them, Zhao Linger, the royal goddess who chased Xiao Chen to Dragon Island, rode on a pure white unicorn, and also turned her gaze away from the direction where Feng Yun Wuji and the others were walking.

And in the forest where they were, one figure after another faintly flashed, and they kept a distance of several feet from each other, ensuring that they could leave immediately if there was any disturbance.

Obviously this group of people should all be a group, but they are wary of each other, and they are unwilling to trust each other.

Just now they used at least several methods to explore the direction of Fengyun Wuji and his party.

"Can you confirm his cultivation?"

Someone spoke in the shadows among the tall trees.

"There is no way to be sure. It is impossible to determine its specific cultivation level through such a long-distance observation. His ability to hide his breath is very strong, unless someone tries..."

"Test? Don't be funny, those two from the Zhan clan, aren't they enough to wake us up?"

The crowd gathered in this area quarreled. The two practitioners of the Zhan clan were not considered weak among the group of people, especially the blond young man. It was the top, but both of them died without a sound, except for a sword mark above the chest, there was no trace of fighting.

If it wasn't for the blond young man using the Zhan Clan's secret method to save his last breath and find the descendants of the Undead Mountain, perhaps the two Zhan Clan people would have died without a sound, and no one on the entire island would have known about it.

Yan Qingcheng has a beautiful appearance, standing between the trees, the breeze blows, blowing his purple long skirt, revealing her beautiful side face, she looks in the direction of Fengyun Wuji, the corners of her mouth are slightly curved.

"Someone has already gone to test it."

"Who?"

The people present were all shocked, they were already the top figures among the various sects, and they all gathered here because the situation was unscrupulous.

The purpose of their coming to Dragon Island is to find the Dragon King, and if possible, bring the little Ancestral Dragon back to the Longevity Continent. Now that a powerful enemy suddenly appears, they instinctively want to form an alliance to destroy that terrifying opponent.

The crowd looked left and right, and the first thing they looked for was the top group of people among the crowd.

Yan Qingcheng from Undead Mountain didn't move, the descendant of Xiao Li Feidao was still lying on the top of the tree, and the monk from Shaolin fluttered his white clothes, showing the demeanor of an eminent monk, and did not participate.

After a closer look, they found that any top figure who might threaten Fengyun Wuji was here and hadn't disappeared.

……

Fengyun Wuji stopped, and Tang Xuanming followed closely behind. Xiao Chen and Luo Feng didn't know why, but they still stopped habitually.

And not long after they stopped, a tall figure walked slowly in the dark forest in front of them.

The man's body was tall, and his black hair was scattered randomly, making his face unrecognizable, but there was a wild posture and meaning revealed.

A thick iron sword was held in the hands of the figure, and there was an invisible sharpness aimed at the real arrival, Xiao Chen couldn't help but take a step back, his face turned pale, and he felt invincible in his heart.

Just by meeting each other, Xiao Chen judged that he was not that person's opponent.

Fengyun Wuji's expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest, he didn't even care about it, and was about to chop the person in front of him away with his sword.

But he heard Tang Xuanming's explanation ringing in his ears.

"Dugu Sword Demon, the only descendant of the Dugu lineage, is known as the most outstanding figure in this generation of Dugu family, and is also one of the most terrifying figures in cultivation and strength on this island..."

Fengyun Wuji didn't hear the second half of the sentence, he just heard the word "Dugu Sword Demon", and his originally casual eyes sharpened.

As the only character who made him taste defeat, Dugu Sword Demon left a deep imprint in his heart.

At the moment when he raised his spirits, the tall figure suddenly lifted up, and his eyes looked down like cold electricity.

"Take my sword!"

boom!
A huge iron sword was thrown across the sky, and a sword light that was more than a foot long was hesitant, and it fell directly. If Fengyun Wuji didn't scatter or avoid it, it would split him in half from head to tail.

In the jungle in the distance, the faces of the people who have been observing here all changed, and some even exclaimed.

"Dugu Sword Demon? He also came to the island, this lunatic."

"Why is the Dugu family willing? This is the only descendant of their generation."

Some people couldn't believe it, but others showed ecstasy on their faces.

"No one in that lunatic family can know what they are thinking. Perhaps only Dugu Sword Demon on the island can measure the strength of that mysterious person."

A group of people used various means to stare at Fengyun Wuji's direction intently. They were all gathered by Yan Qingcheng, the descendant of the Immortal Mountain. I have seen the dead bodies of the two warriors.

They don't want to believe that Fengyun Wuji is so powerful, but they don't want to risk death to try it out. Now that someone is ahead of them, of course they should cherish such an opportunity.

"Dugu Sword Demon is close to invincible among the younger generation. He seems to have reached the peak of the metamorphosis state. Maybe he can defeat that mysterious figure."

"Don't think so exaggeratedly. With the strength of the Dugu Sword Demon, there is no way to kill Tellus of the Zhan Clan with a single sword. It is still uncertain who will win and who will lose in this battle."

"Hey, Dugu Sword Demon is already the most outstanding figure in our generation. If he is defeated, then we have no hope. Maybe the little Zulong will have to give in. I don't think any big force can send out a sword stronger than Dugu Sword. A person who is stronger than a demon..."

The best among a group of young people were still arguing when they heard a crisp sword cry from the depths of the jungle.

The crowd immediately fell silent, and at the same time looked into the depths of the forest, seeing an unbelievable scene for them.

Fengyun Wuji walked past Dugu Sword Demon calmly, the wide iron sword was flying across the sky, the sword light on it was hesitant, but there was no way to chop it off.

Dugu Sword Demon's face was ferocious, the blood vessels on his forehead were throbbing, and even the muscles on his face were twitching obviously. He had exhausted all his strength, but the iron sword still couldn't strike, and it just hung in the air.

"This...how is this possible?"

Inherited by the evil king Shi Zhixuan, Yan Qingcheng, the descendant of Immortal Mountain, couldn't bear to maintain his posture, his pupils shrank, and his cherry mouth opened wide, as if he could stuff an egg into it.

(End of this chapter)