Dan Fu Supreme

Chapter 398

The extreme moves collided, the Dao Yuan was majestic, the magic atmosphere was raging, the Hongjin rebounded, and the Dao Sword and Han Ling retreated respectively.

"Damn ants!"

With a cold voice, the pure demonic energy erupted again in Hanling's body, and the demonic power was mighty, overwhelming the entire Daogu arena, forcing Daojian Temple to succumb.

Under the majesty of the demon, Dao majestic, with the ancient sword in his hand, even though he was injured, his expression did not change at all, the sword intent in his body was fully functioning, and his moves were superior sword power.

One demon and one figure, two silhouettes, on the Daogu arena, engaged in an extreme battle, and each other's moves were as fast as a gust of wind, killing moves again and again, and each was bathed in blood.

At this time, before the Three Emperors Pass, a stream of light flew out again from within the Heavenly Mirror, and it was Beichen who had just left the pass, galloping towards him.

Beichen Quansheng came out of the gate and came under the ring, immediately attracting the attention of people from both worlds.

On the Zhenyu side, everyone's faces were full of indignation and sadness.

On the side of the demon clan, a group of new generation kings, after learning that Beichen had arrived, each cast a playful look.

Bei Chen's brows were slightly cold, and his eyes glanced over the ring, the cold light was even stronger, and he looked at the demons in his eyes, full of murderous aura.

In an instant, the aura of lore, felt in the dark, turned into a dark cloud and shrouded the hearts of all the new generation kings of the demon race.

Han Shi and other ancestors of the Cave Heaven Realm Demon Race saw Bei Chen again, their eyes were filled with blood red, one by one, wishing to tear him into pieces.

"This son is Beichen, I don't think it's too bad!"

"The cultivation base of the eighth layer of Condensing Pill is nothing more than scum!"

"Threatening to be No. 1 of the new generation of the real domain, it is indeed a scum raised on a lower plane!"

"In vain!"

The new generation kings of the demon world, after dispelling the strange emotions in their hearts, looked at Beichen with sarcasm in their dignified eyes.

On the Daogu arena, Hanling and Daojian, seeing Beichen approaching, shot more quickly, bombarded each other with several moves, and the bloody battle became more intense.

When Beichen came to Xuanzong's camp, after hearing about the rules of the ring battle, and that Zhenyu had lost three games in a row, and that Hechuan, Tiandao Yizhu, and Beixiong Tuoling had fallen one after another, his face became darker and more terrifying.

On the arena, Dao Jian Temple Fen yelled angrily, and the Dao Yuan in his body rushed out. With a wave of his hand, the sword was sharp, with unparalleled killing intent. For a while, the battle with Han Ling was peaceful.

Beichen was under the ring, watching the battle above the ring with slightly cold eyes.

At this time, the Daozhen Zongmiao Ming came to Beichen without a trace.

Bei Chen said coldly: "Daojian is begging for death!"

Miao Ming's expression was dim, and the talisman fan in his hand was stuck, and he smiled wryly: "You really have a vicious vision, and you can see through the key point just by counting moves."

Bei Chen frowned and said, "Why?"

Miao Ming shook his head, but did not answer.

On the ring, the battle situation changed again. Han Ling is worthy of being the king of the new generation of the demon world. When he made a move, the supreme magic power appeared, and he suppressed all the sword moves of Miaofeng.

"Ants, after jumping around for a long time, it's time for Grandpa Demon to perform!"

With a word of contempt, Han Ling raised his palms to the sky, and suddenly pulled, with a matchless magic element, pulling one side of the void until it was deformed, and the unspeakable coercion squeezed on the temple body from all directions.

"Gold wins the magic way, and the power will come naturally!"

The magic trick is activated, and the power of the magic is revealed. The supreme magic trick turns into a death-threatening god, and threatens the top of the temple.

Miao Feng's expression was serious, the ancient sword in his hand trembled, the mighty power of the great sword moved, and he swung back with a slash.

"The Moral World Sword Returns to Yuan!"

A sword goes to the extreme, and the sword essence moves, and the Taoist lamp is brilliant, like a lamp illuminating the world, and in the atmosphere of demons, a moral world is propped up.

The extreme moves collide, there is a loud bang, the Dao Yuan is broken, the Dao lamp is dimmed, and the Dao Sword Temple is defeated.

Han Ling was impacted by the force of the counter-shock, and his body was also shaken back, and a surge of blood surged in his chest, which was difficult to suppress.

"Hmph, ants, I admit that you are strong enough to force me to use my hole cards, but you still lost in the end. How can a mere real domain compete with my holy world!"

Seeing that Daojian was defeated again, everyone on the side of Zhenyu was cast a shadow over their hearts.

Dao Zhenzong's little sword master, Dao Jian, is absolutely the best among the new generation of Zhen Yu. He possesses the supreme supernatural power of swordsmanship and abundant Dao Yuan, but he was also defeated by the demons.

"Demon Race, is it really invincible!"

"Damn it, if the laws of heaven and earth in my true domain are also perfect, why should I be afraid!"

"The laws of heaven and earth are suppressed, and the new generation of demons are indeed stronger than us!"

All four battles were lost, and on the side of the real domain, the fighting spirit has already collapsed.Although the blood in his chest is hard to calm, but under the suppression of absolute strength, there is nothing left but sighing.

Above the Daogu arena, Han Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Beichen who was standing under the arena.

"You are Beichen. I heard that you are the No.1 of the new generation of Zhenyu, and you have killed a few Hanba. If you dare to fight with me, you don't need to be in this ancient arena, just find any place!"

Beichen kept looking at Miaofeng, not paying any attention to Hanling's provocation.

Han Ling's expression changed, and the magic power of both hands was activated, turning into a life-threatening move, locking the throat of the temple.

"Ants, you are presumptuous, this son has been defeated, I will kill him, it's just a matter of flipping!"

At this moment, Dao Jianmiaofeng, who was soaked in blood, stood up suddenly with the ancient sword in his hand, and the Dao Gang in his body turned into a pure sword intent, and rushed out angrily, forming a magical field around his body, awe-inspiring The prestige cannot be violated in the slightest.

"Well, you can still stand up, courting death!"

Han Ling's brows sank slightly, his hands turned into claws, and the magic wind blew out, sweeping across one side.

With a huge force approaching her body, Miao Feng's eyes shone with sharp light, and her body shook violently, but she didn't retreat at all.

Seeing this situation, Beichen moved his body and wanted to forcibly board the Daogu arena.

Miao Ming grabbed Bei Chen, his handsome face was full of sadness.

Beichen raised his eyebrows angrily, "Let go!"

Miao Ming shook his head and said in a trembling voice: "If you still respect him as an opponent, then don't interfere in this battle!"

Beichen was furious and scolded, "What do you want to do?"

Miao Ming said: "Death in the ring is his best ending. Daowei cannot be violated, Daojian cannot be deceived, you cannot interfere in this battle!"

Beichen's eyes were full of cold light, and he asked word by word: "What happened?"

Miao Ming held Bei Chen tightly, his voice almost pleading: "Let him go, it's your respect for him!"

Bei Chen's body froze suddenly, his face changed, his eyes looked at Miao Fen above the ring, just in time to meet the gaze projected by Miao Fen.

The corner of Miao Fen's bloody mouth hooked slightly, and he said, "Beichen, if there is an afterlife, we will be on top of the sword!"

With a long laugh, the ancient sword of Miaofeng was held high, and the blood in the body rushed out, smashing the Taoist crown, black hair flying, and the momentum was prosperous.

With a pause of both feet, Miao Fen flew straight to the nine heavens, with a whole body of cultivation, she made the last sword strike, a jade broken blow.

Bei Chen turned around abruptly, glared at Miao Ming and said, "Tell me, what happened!"

Miao Ming's lips moved slightly, and a secret sound transmission floated into Bei Chen's ears.

In an instant, Bei Chen seemed to be immobilized by someone, and he couldn't move at all.

On the Daogu arena, Daojian made a decisive blow, and the ancient sword full of its own blood was flattened in front of the body. On the way of moving the sword, the strongest move.

"Dauwe, infinite!"

With a sword of death, good fortune turned, and the entire Daogu arena was shaken, and it actually resonated with Daojian's move. The last bit of Daoyuan suppressed by the demon's refinement suddenly burst out and filled the entire arena.

I feel that the sword is about to fall, and in an instant, the way of heaven mourns, and the heaven and the earth mourn together. Outside the Three Emperors Pass, the wind is miserable, and the sun and the moon are pale.

Faced with Daojian's dying blow, Han Ling was the first to bear the brunt, his eyes suddenly changed, and his face was full of horror.

"Damn ants, you want to die with me, do you deserve it too!"

In a fit of rage, the demon gang in Han Ling's body rushed out, turning into a demon god with three heads and six arms, and six pitch-black arms. He suddenly pressed into the void, gathering magic energy, and resisting the opponent's ultimate blow.

With the impact of Mowei and Daowei, the entire Daogu arena suddenly became a chaotic world.

Everyone was shocked, but they saw a Daohua standing in the middle of the chaos, with awe-inspiring majesty and unyielding.

Maybe there was a moment when I asked myself whether my heart was tired, my sword was blunt, my Dao heart was dusty, and I strayed into the magic way. Until then, I didn’t know the answer, and I was relieved. Before Binghua Dao Deng, the heart of swordsmanship and the wish of asking, return to the original heart and regain the original heart.

"Dao, Wuxin!"

Wuxin Dao sword swung out, and the sword turned into a sky full of sharp lights, disrupting the universe and breaking the magic power in anger.

In a moment, Han Ling, who had already been severely injured, was stabbed by thousands of swords, the demon body was destroyed, the demon soul was destroyed, the body died and the dao disappeared, and the hatred returned to the underworld.

"The wind blows thousands of miles, the hustle and bustle is raging, the world is at a loss, and the ancient road is finally dormant, and the clouds and waves are vast, washing away the sky!"

The dead Dao Ying, the unyielding Dao sword, and the tragic feat shocked everyone present.

Then, the Dao lamp shattered, the ancient sword was broken, Daowei dissipated, and Daoying was gone.

On the Daogu ring, the Dao wind stopped, and there was only one phantom kneeling on the ring, bloody crimes are hard to wash away, and this life is full of hatred.

It wasn't until this time that Bei Chen finally came back to his senses, raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and the breath from his whole body rushed out, knocking back several people around him.

"Damn demons!"

Seeing Han Ling died in battle, everyone in the Demon Race was very angry.

"Damn ants, they killed Han Ling!"

"Kill, kill all the creatures in this world, and make them sacrifices to the Great Demon God!"

"Let me fight and take their heads!"

People in the two worlds have different thoughts, one is angry, the other is sad, the other is crazy, and the other is sad.

At this time, Hao Guang soared into the sky again on the Daogu arena, and two battle orders flew towards the new generations of the two worlds respectively.

On the side of the demons, a demon with a cold expression received the battle order.

Although this person is a pure demon in the demon world, his appearance is no different from that of a human race, except for his eyes, which are as cold as water, without any change in emotion.

Holding the battle order in his hand, Han Yang flew to the Daogu arena, glanced down, and looked at the real domain side.

"All four battles have been lost, your true domain, no!"

Domineering words, cold eyes, like the death sentence of death, the mighty murderous aura permeates the heads of all the new generations in Zhenyu.

Everyone's gazes unconsciously looked at a beautiful figure in the team of Nanxuanzong.

The one who received the battle order this time was Feiyao, one of the three sons and six spirits of Nanxuanzong.

Feiyao tightened the battle order in his hand, and took a step forward without fear of fighting.

At this time, Beichen moved suddenly, and came to Feiyao, with his arms outstretched, blocking Feiyao's way forward.

Feiyao said: "Don't worry, I will definitely come back victorious from this battle, you don't have to worry!"

Beichen frowned and said nothing, but he had no intention of getting out of the way.

On the side of the Demon Race, the ancestor Han Shi said: "Boy of the real domain, get out of the way, the two worlds have an agreement first, this battle is based on the choice of the Daogu arena, since you missed the opportunity to start the battle, this time Can't fight."

"Hmph, it's your luck, if you can participate in the battle, this time, this seat, I will definitely kill you to wash away the shame of my holy world!"

Han Yang's cold words were full of contempt, and he was very displeased with Beichen's obstruction of the battle.

Feiyao said: "Little Zongzun, get out of the way, I want to fight!"

On the side, the ancestor of Daomen Dongtian, Shangde Daozhi said helplessly: "Little friend Beichen, the Daogu arena has already opened the competition mode. You have missed the opportunity and can no longer participate in the battle. Let's get out of the way, even though you have lost four times in a row. Field, but my real domain is not without the power to fight!"

Beichen shook his head and remained silent, grasping the battle order in Feiyao's palm.

"Feiyao back down, this is Xiao Zongzun's order!"

(End of this chapter)