Eternal Demon King

Inside the Qiankun gourd, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, making a loud noise.

One after another golden sword qi burst into the air, and each sword qi was half a foot long, crystal clear and sharp-edged, and slammed towards Yang Xuan.

This is an extremely strange space. The sky is gray, and the sun, moon and stars are not visible. The earth is full of potholes and ravines. There is no vegetation. It is desolate and dead, like an ancient land isolated from the world.

Yang Xuan didn't know how big this place was, but he encountered big trouble as soon as he entered.

This picture is really shocking, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with ten thousand arrows.

Just imagine, tens of thousands of arrows were shot overwhelmingly, and anyone who saw it would be terrified, not to mention that the lethality of these sword qi was far more powerful than ordinary arrows.

Puff puff……

Yang Xuan stabilized his mind, motivated the flame martial arts, constantly swung the Huoyun sword, and drew a red-golden sword curtain in front of him to resist the attacking sword qi. Guanghua, Yang Xuan's body will also become a little heavier.

A few minutes later, Yang Xuan was sweating and his clothes were soaked.

Fortunately, he finally blocked this wave of sword qi attack, but this does not mean that it is over. I saw a little golden light flashing in the distance, and then tens of thousands of sword qi swept in like a golden wave, with great momentum.

"War, never admit defeat."

Yang Xuan, with black hair reaching the sky, shouted to cheer himself up, and continued to swing the Fire Cloud Sword to resist the sword energy.

After a stick of incense passed, Yang Xuan blocked the second wave of sword qi, but he was not feeling well, his clothes were ragged and his muscles were aching. Into a sieve, died of misfortune.

"Huh, I can always take a breath."

Yang Xuan stood with his sword standing, panting like a cow. He didn't consume much vitality in his body, but his physical strength was huge and he needed a good rest.

However, the good times didn't last long, Yang Xuan didn't have time to take a few breaths, the sharp roar came again, and tens of thousands of sword qi was like a galaxy rewinding, shooting from a distance again.

"Damn, is this not over yet?"

Yang Xuan scolded his mother, even though he had been a human being in two lifetimes and had a firm mind, he felt his scalp tingling for a while.

This is still him, if it was someone else, I am afraid that his confidence would have collapsed, his heart and soul would be lost, and he would be dead.

Whoosh whoosh!

Thousands of sword qi were dense like rain, attacking from the sky, and the power was getting stronger and stronger, Yang Xuan had to use the shadow escape and quickly dodge after resisting it for a while.

These sword energies are extremely sharp and lethal. Yang Xuan has a feeling that his physical body cannot stop these sword energies. Once the key is hit, he will die.

"Damn, what a ruthless guy, this is going to kill me!"

Yang Xuan's face was ashen, and he kept dodging. In just a short while, countless afterimages were pierced by the sword energy and disappeared into the air, and Yang Xuan's real body was unfortunately also attacked. With a large piece of flesh and blood, he bared his teeth and grinned in pain, and his heart was burning with anger.

However, the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became, and the arrogance in his bones was like a flood that opened the gate, and it broke out in an all-round way, and he never bowed his head to Nangongtian.

In addition, he also has a sinister plan to destroy the Qiankun gourd.

Martial arts, awakened in the depths of the human soul, are closely related to the human soul. If the martial arts is injured, the person will suffer too.

So as long as the Qiankun gourd is broken, Nangongtian's soul will also be severely damaged, and he will not be able to recover without lying on the bed for a month and a half.

This is still under the premise that there is a panacea, because it is extremely difficult to recover from the damage to the soul. If there is no panacea to repair the soul, it often takes a long time to recuperate.

"You're ruthless, I'm more ruthless than you, the little master can't kill you."

Yang Xuan grinned and smiled sinisterly. He jumped up and down, dashing from left to right, dodging the sword energy that came flying, and thinking about what to do next.

As Yang Xuan thought about it, this strange space could never be a world, it couldn't be too big, and after dodging for a long time, he also saw that these sword qi should be some kind of sword formation.

There are countless formations in the world, and there are countless, but in general, they are classified into two categories: defense and attack, and the most lethal formation in the attack type is the sword formation.

This is also normal. The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is the master of killing. When the sword is used to build a sword array, its power increases exponentially. It is said that the ancient sword sects have their own mountain protection formations, and these formations are powerful. Sword formation.

Once a foreign enemy invades, you don't even need to go out to meet the enemy, you can directly activate the sword array to kill the enemy thousands of miles away, which is extremely terrifying.

Yang Xuan is a human being and is not proficient in formation, but he still has some understanding of the formation, and understands that whether it is a defensive formation or an attacking formation, there is a corresponding formation base.

The formation base, to put it bluntly, is the central mechanism of the formation, and the core exists.

This is like the human brain, which controls the human mind. Once there is a problem with the brain, you will become an idiot at light, or brain-dead at worst. You will be paralyzed in bed for the rest of your life, and you will have to be served by others.

In other words, if Yang Xuan wants to destroy the Qiankun Gourd, he only needs to find the formation base of the sword formation and destroy it, then the Qiankun Gourd will be self-defeating, and Nangongtian will also pay a heavy price for it.

"Okay, very good, I will play a big game with you when you are on the first day of the first year and I will be on the fifteenth."

Yang Xuan laughed loudly, and moved forward while quickly dodging the sword energy.

These sword energies came from afar, and the formation base was clearly at the end. Yang Xuan did not dare to walk too fast as he kept moving forward. The main reason was to avoid the sword energies, otherwise he would run all the way and rush to the formation base.

Time passed by slowly. After half an hour, Yang Xuan had already consumed nearly 80% of his vitality. He was sweating like rain and panting. This was because his body was strong and he didn't always use his vitality. Otherwise, he would have used up his vitality long ago.

Even so, there were still several openings on his body, and there was a burning pain, which was scratched by the sword qi, and some sword qi even almost pierced his head.

Fortunately, he dodged in time, allowing the sword energy to brush across his face, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood.

"You bastard, how dare you let Xiaoye break his face, Xiaoye swears that he won't be human if he doesn't maim you this time."

Yang Xuan's eyes turned red, and when he was on fire, he was about to use brute force to break the sword energy and forcibly rush over.

Suddenly, he stopped, and saw a high platform appearing more than ten feet away. On the high platform, a three-meter-high golden armored giant was waving a golden giant sword in his hand.

Swish swish!

As the golden giant sword drew the shadow of the sky in the sky, the golden sword energy flashed out of thin air, forming a dazzling rain of swords, shooting towards Yang Xuan.

"So it's you who did it."

Yang Xuan was so angry that he used Shadow Escape to avoid the sword energy and rushed to the high platform all the way.

The area of ​​the high platform is not small, with a radius of more than ten feet.

"Grandma's, I beat you with one punch."

Yang Xuan avoided the sword energy, rushed forward, punched out, and with a clang, sparks flew everywhere, and the golden-armored giant stepped back, but he was not injured.

"Young master doesn't believe that you were beaten by iron." Yang Xuan ran away, bullied himself up, and punched and kicked the golden-armored giant.

boom! boom! boom!

The defensive power of this golden armored giant is too strong, and there is no human anger all over his body. He is as cold as a stone, but this guy seems to have an instinct.

No, it's more like a war puppet than an instinct. Once the master gives an order, it will attack all creatures that enter this place, and it will never die.

This guy's attack power is not weak, and an ordinary True Astral Martial Artist is afraid that he can't even block it with a single sword.

This is not to say how powerful the swordsmanship of the golden-armored puppet is. In fact, it does not know any swordsmanship at all in melee combat, and its attack moves are only split, slashed, swept, and stabbed back and forth.

In the face of this kind of bad street move, Yang Xuan's face was very disdainful. He originally thought that this big guy could send out sword energy to form a sword formation, and the swordsmanship should be very powerful, but it seems not to be the case at the moment, although it is extremely powerful. Quick, but Yang Xuan was still able to predict its moves and dodged ahead of time.

At the same time, his fists and kicks kept hitting the golden puppet. However, what left Yang Xuan speechless was that his powerful fists and kicks could not harm it.

"Nine extremes collapse!"

Yang Xuan was ruthless, used Jiujin collapse, and bombarded the golden-armored puppet with one punch after another. This time, the effect came out, and many cracks appeared in the golden-armored puppet's body.

"Haha, I really thought you were invulnerable!" Yang Xuan laughed and was about to be smashed to pieces by the big guy. of breath fluctuations.

"No, it's dangerous!"

Yang Xuan trembled in his heart. He has been a human being in two lifetimes, and his perception of danger is far beyond ordinary people. As soon as the sense of crisis in his heart appeared, he used Shadow Escape to retreat frantically.

boom!

At this moment, a sharp whistle like a tsunami came from the mountains, and the golden giant sword in the hand of the golden armored puppet was raised high. His aura was terrifying, and Yang Xuan's body felt like he was about to be torn apart.

"This sword can't be avoided, you have to work hard!"

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, mobilized the dark martial spirit, used the sword-drawing technique, pulled out the Huoyun sword, and slashed at the sword energy.

Boom!

With an earth-shattering explosion, Yang Xuan was shaken and flew out, blood splattered all over his body, as if being swept away by a storm of sword blades. He didn't know how many wounds appeared on his skin, and some of the wounds even showed deep bones.

And after resorting to a sure-kill sword, the golden-armored puppet did not continue to attack, but thumped and half-kneeled to the ground.

"kill!"

Yang Xuan didn't dare to give this big guy time to rest, regardless of the severe pain in his body, he stepped on both feet, flew up to the high platform, pulled out the Fire Cloud Sword, swept the thousands of troops with one move, and slashed at the throat of the golden armored puppet.

This is a sword-drawing technique, and Yang Xuan hollowed out his body with a sure-kill sword.