Eternal Demon King

"Come on, if you can't even pass my level, you're not qualified to fight my master."

Long Yi sincerely admired Yang Xuan's strength.

Although Liao Zhiwen on the opposite side has a good cultivation base, compared with Yang Xuan, it is not a star.

Not to mention the Heavenly Demon Wings, Liao Zhiwen might not be able to withstand the power of the sun alone.

Divine refiners, majoring in the soul, are powerful in spirit, but their physical body is a fatal flaw.

Ding Mansha, Zhang Tianfang, and Cui Ping all knew about this, so the three of them didn't take Liao Zhiwen seriously.

Not to mention against Yang Xuan, even against Longyi, Liao Zhiwen's chances of winning are not high.

"Okay, very good. Listening to your tone, your master seems to be much more powerful than you. Well, when I clean up you, I will compete with him again."

Liao Zhiwen laughed in anger. He had already decided that he would teach Long Yi an unforgettable lesson, and then he would defeat Yang Xuan with absolute strength and stomped him under his feet.

"If you want to fight, be happy, don't chirp like a bitch, that will only make me look down on you."

Long Yi scolded and said authentically.

"die!"

Liao Zhiwen was angry and attacked, and the ancient sword flew out from his back.

This is a sword about three feet seven inches long.

When the sword came out, it instantly turned into a beam of sword light. The speed was unbelievably fast, and it came straight from Long Yi's throat. It was fast and ruthless.

"Nice swordsmanship!"

Yang Xuanjian raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Long Yi, don't underestimate the enemy."

The art of mastering the sword is also available in the heavens and the world, and there are not a few.

But most of those sword-fighting techniques are mainly based on Yuan Li, supplemented by spirit.

A pure spiritual refiner like Liao Zhiwen, whose sword-fighting technique is completely spiritual sword-fighting, can't help hurting the enemy's body, but also destroying the enemy's spirit, which is extremely terrifying.

"Haha, master don't have to worry, I can take this child within ten moves."

Long laughed, raised his fist directly, and broke through all methods with one force.

boom!

The fist collided with the ancient sword in an instant, and sparks erupted. The sound was loud and deafening.

With this blow, Long Yi was as stable as a rock and remained motionless, while Liao Zhiwen's ancient sword was blown away by a huge force, but this sword was also extraordinary, and it was completely unscathed.

"You are... a body refiner!"

Liao Zhiwen recalled the ancient sword with a look of surprise on his face. He didn't seem to expect that Long Yi's body was so strong that he could resist his own sword.

"You are wrong, I am not a body refiner."

Long Yi shook his head and threw himself on it. The speed was so fast that it caused a series of explosions in the air.

Don't look at Long Yi's impulsive actions, but he is not stupid. He knows that God refiners are especially good at long-distance attacks. Once they get close, their strength will be greatly reduced.

"court death!"

Liao Zhiwen's face turned cold, and his robes stirred up, setting off a terrifying storm.

This is a storm triggered by spiritual power. It is similar to Yang Xuan's spiritual storm. Although its power is slightly weaker, it should not be underestimated.

As soon as Long Yi entered this storm, it was as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and his speed plummeted.

"Break it for me!"

He didn't even think about it, he directly transformed into a dragon, his strength and defense skyrocketed, and he rushed out of the storm in an instant, killed Liao Zhiwen, and smashed it out with a powerful punch.

Liao Zhiwen was shocked, and hurriedly defended his sword to resist, only to hear a loud "dang", and his whole person was suddenly beaten upside down, even with his sword.

"Vulnerable."

Long Yi stood in the air, not chasing after the victory, but looking at Liao Zhiwen who flew away with disdain.

Liao Zhiwen's face was pale and his hair was disheveled. He retreated a full seven or eight meters to stabilize his body, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Although there was no injury in this fight, as the most outstanding disciple of Shenzong over the years, it was a great shame to be so embarrassed by others.

"Why, looking at you, you don't seem to be convinced?"

Long Yi folded his arms around his chest and looked at Liao Zhiwen provocatively.

"Crazy, I want you to be destroyed, thunder! Sword! Kill!"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Lingxue couldn't help but change color, "Liao Zhiwen, no!"

Thunder Sword Killing is one of the seven unfamiliar skills of their Shenzong.

Over the past hundred years, among the many disciples of the Shenzong, there are many amazing and talented people, but Liao Zhiwen is the only one who can train to kill with the Thunder Sword.

This move is about one-hit kills, and its lethality is terrifying.

Once shot, it is difficult for anyone to stop it.

Boom!

At this moment, a huge thundercloud appeared above Liao Zhiwen's head.

"what happened!?"

"Let's go and have a look."

Above the mountain, many disciples of the Divine Sect were disturbed, and they rose up with their swords and rushed towards this side to find out.

At the same time, thousands of thunderbolts have fallen in the thundercloud.

The thunder and lightning with the thickness of the arm, the dazzling light and the astonishing momentum, but in an instant, a brain poured into the ancient sword suspended in front of Liao Zhiwen.

"Let thunder into the sword, kill the enemy with the sword!"

A look of surprise flashed across Yang Xuan's face, and then he shifted his position, came to Long Yi's side, and said to Long Yi, "You step back."

"Master, subordinate..."

Long Yi hesitated, but after all, he did not disobey Yang Xuan, and he pulled back and retreated a dozen meters away.

"You are someone who knows the goods, and you know that your subordinate can't stop me from killing me with this thunder sword."

Liao Zhiwen smiled coldly, and drew more lightning from the thundercloud, apparently to defeat Yang Xuan in one fell swoop, without giving him the slightest chance to turn over.

"Out of control."

Ding Mansha, Zhang Tianfang, and Cui Ping all looked at them with mocking expressions on their faces.

They knew Yang Xuan's strength well, but they didn't think Liao Zhiwen could rival Yang Xuan.

Now that such a big battle has been made, I am afraid that even Yang Xuan's fur will not be hurt in the future.

"cut!"

At this moment, Liao Zhiwen waved his hand, and the ancient sword in front of him immediately burst out of the air, rising into a thunder and lightning sword energy against the storm.

boom!

The thunder and lightning sword qi was as big as a mountain, and the thunder exploded, and its might was earth-shattering.

"Be careful."

Mu Lingxue exclaimed, Yang Xuan was a guest after all, and he was the one invited by the elder Wang Mingming.

If there are three strengths and two weaknesses here, it would be difficult for her as a guide to return to Shenzong.

But she didn't think about it carefully. This place is not far from Shenzong, but Wang Mingming has never stopped the matter from now on. depth.

Yang Xuan, as a human being, is very clear about this.

He didn't use all his strength, just raised a flesh-and-blood palm to use it to resist the huge thunder sword that fell from the sky.

This scene was seen by the disciples of the Shenzong who came to check, and they all thought that Yang Xuan was killing himself by hitting a stone with an egg.

Body of flesh and blood, I regret that they were killed by Lei Jian, a unique skill of the Shenzong. This is either because the brain has been kicked by the donkey, or they have great confidence in the strength of their physical body.

Whether it is the former or the latter, there is only one end, and that is to turn into fly ash under the thunder and lightning sword energy.