The rebirth of the ancient sword fairy in Gaowu City

Chapter 213 War against the Devil (Part [-])
As the cold voice fell, the sword light shone. ,

A sword cut out!
The fierce killing sword intent burst out.

The sword power opens and closes, suppressing and killing everything!
Everything can be killed!

"what!"

With this sound of surprise, the words fell.

Dozens of tentacles of black air erupted in the air, and instantly condensed into a giant fist of black air.

Bang a punch out!
boom!
That shocking killing sword light, although extremely fierce.

But he was easily knocked away by this punch.

A figure slid back several hundred meters in the air.

It was Song Qiuchen, and his face was slightly pale.

"Human boy, no matter how good your sword skills are."

"It's a pity that your cultivation base is too poor." The Myriad Bone Demon Lord in the black mist said with a strange smile.

This human kid should have been seriously injured by his punch.

Amidst the strange laughter, two tentacles of black air entangled and came, ready to finish each other.

However, the young man opposite suddenly raised his head.

Immediately afterwards, the wrist shook on the spot, the sword was like a storm, one sword was faster than the next, the sword light burst out quickly, and thousands of killing sword qi slashed out, tearing the two tentacles into pieces.

"how can that be?"

After all, he is a generation of demons, and the Bone Demon Lord is quite familiar with the way of swordsmanship. Obviously, the opponent's swordsmanship just now is to stimulate strong physical energy to burst out such a fast sword. If the physical strength is not strong, no matter how strong the mana is. display.

If the time of a flick of a finger is twenty seconds, a general swordsman can only burst out twenty swords between the flick of a finger.

But now, in Song Qiuchen's hand, ten swords exploded in an instant, and in this way, Song Qiuchen stabbed two hundred swords in just one snap of the fingers!
It's almost scary!
One after another howling sound, tore through the air barrier, and continued to use the Bone Demon Lord as a hood.

"Boy, arrogant!"

The boundless demonic energy erupted suddenly.

The Ten Thousand Bone Demon Lord's body in the black mist shook, and tentacles of black air condensed into hundreds of giant fists, blasting out one after another, constantly colliding with Song Qiuchen's sword light!
Boom!Boom!
There were deafening roars, and terrifying power swept out in all directions, and the whole small world kept shaking and roaring!

bump!bump!bump!
A figure retreated continuously in the air again, and the void it stepped on continued to explode.

It was Song Qiuchen.

"Come again!" He raised his head and looked sharply, the human sword merged into one, rushed out like a cannonball, and came to kill the Ten Thousand Bone Demon Lord!
Each of his swords is nothing fancy, just a simple slash, a flick, a buckle, a shock, a stab...

But the power is astonishing, the terrifying killing sword intent is overwhelming!
"Back to Basics!."

Myriad Bone Demon Lord was horrified.

But the next second.

"The stronger you are, the more determined this old man will be to kill you!"

Boundless magic energy erupted.

Countless giant fists condensed from the tentacles of black air struck out like a storm.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than a dozen moves!
After a bang, it was accompanied by the sound of metal cracking.

Song Qiuchen was blown away by a punch, and flew upside down for more than ten miles.

He barely stood up, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

With a "click", the Longquan sword in his hand was connected to the opponent's dozen punches.

Finally overwhelmed, the blade shattered into pieces.

After all, it is only a medium-grade magic weapon.

"Boy, you are very good at swordsmanship. I have only seen it in my life. You should be an elite disciple of a certain human sword cultivator. Why is the magic weapon so low?"

Amidst the Bone Demon Lord's wild laughter, the boundless black air tentacled, surged up again, and chased Song Qiuchen.

"You have fought this old man so hard with your golden core cultivation base, and this life is enough to rest in peace!"

The Myriad Bone Demon Lord laughed wildly.

But suddenly suffocated.

"what happened!"

Beside his black mist demon body, at some point, there were already twelve flying swords surrounding him.

The twelve flying swords are fixed at the position of the twelve star palaces, connected with each other by sword lights of various colors, flying and spinning non-stop, forming incomparably gorgeous curtains of sword lights in a moment. ,

Surround him heavily.

The fierce killing intent locked on him!
"When you were in close combat with the old man just now, you also set up a flying sword array at the same time?"

The Demon King of Thousand Bones in the black mist was speechless.

Wisps of cold air emerged from the bottom of his heart.

It was the first time in the ten thousand years of traveling across the Primordial Star Continent that he met such a powerful young genius, with a superb swordsmanship talent, and a terrifyingly calm mind!

It's too late to say, then soon!
Song Qiuchen pinched the sword art.

The twelve flying swords erupted into a curtain of swords all over the sky, crushing towards the Ten Thousand Bone Demon Lord.

"Boy, let your swordsmanship be supernatural, with thousands of tricks, all kinds of supernatural powers!"

"The old man broke it with all his strength!"

The furious magic sound rippled.

Countless tentacles of black air once again gathered into a giant fist with a radius of [-] meters, boom!

When this punch came out, the place it passed was blurred, and even the void was shaken by it. With the magic fist as the center, waves rippled out layer by layer!
"boom!"

A bang!This punch directly hit the sword screen, which shattered a large piece of sword light and broke a gap of two or three zhang!

"Shua!" The black mist phantom escaped from the sword array.

Haven't caught my breath yet.

The sword screen was like mercury pouring down the ground again, and the sword shadows were heavy in a moment, and the sky and the earth changed color.

There was a storm, countless blade storms!

These blade storms are erupted by the flying sword body that is swaying and spinning in the sword screen, and they are the strongest killing moves!
Both the momentum and power are far from comparable to just now.

In an instant, the blade storm surrounded and locked the black mist demon body.

Fly up and down, spin and slash, stab!
The black air was continuously split and torn apart.

The phantom in the black mist, like being sheared, shrinks at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Boy, you are deceiving people too much!"

With a violent roar.

Among the sword formations.

The boundless and violent magic light burst out, mixed with black flames.

The magic flame is monstrous!

The phantom in the black mist suddenly expanded dozens of times, and boundless tentacles exploded in all directions.

rumbling rumbling...

It actually smashed the fierce sword storms into pieces abruptly.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
Accompanied by the wailing of flying swords.

The twelve flying swords flew back upside down.

Without exception, more or less cracks appeared on Feijian's sword body.

After all, Feijian is controlled by mind and consciousness.

At the same time, Song Qiuchen also spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Die!"

The cold and harsh magic voice swayed.

It has shrunk by a large circle, and the black mist phantom no longer has the intention of joking and underestimating the enemy.

Instead go all out!

His long black air tentacle magic fists came like a gust of wind and rain.

"Good come!"

Behind Song Qiuchen, suddenly.

Around four hundred feet away, the phantom dharma form of the innate demon god rose.

Although the whole person is still a human body, but possessed by the four great demon gods, Xuyingyingyingzhuozhuo.

A pair of fists suddenly soared dozens of times.

Relying on the terrifying power of the flesh.

The ferocious punch roared in the sky.

Hit fast!

One person and one monster, fists clashing, punching to the flesh.

In an instant, hundreds of punches were thrown!

The blow made the void in the small world vibrate, and the ground continued to crack.

The space collapsed in bursts!

Everything in the small world is on the verge of collapse!

at last……

After a loud bang.

Song Qiuchen was knocked into the air again.

With a wow, he spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Both fists seemed to hang down limply.

The phantoms of the four innate demon gods behind him have already withdrawn into the body with a snap.

(End of this chapter)