Mortal Bones

"Boom!..."

In the blink of an eye, a fierce sword energy penetrated the wind and snow, and also penetrated the body of the gray-haired werewolf.

In an instant, the air of the whole world seemed to condense, until the gray-haired werewolf spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puff".

However, perhaps because of the demon king's weapon, Xu Taiping's sword did not directly kill the gray-haired man.

Seeing that the gray-haired man was not dead, Xu Taiping was relieved.

At present, even with the trick taught by the sword ghost, his progress in merging the two styles into one is still very slow.

Like the previous sword, although he deliberately withdrew some strength, even at full strength, it was only about forty-five or six swords into one.

So he still needed someone to test the sword with him.

However, the power of this style was indeed beyond his imagination, and he almost cut the gray-haired man with one sword.

Look around again.

Except for the fan-shaped area behind him, almost all of it was frozen by this sword.

The monks, including Huizhun and Huineng, looked at him with reverence as if they had seen a miracle.

"Shua!..."

At this moment, the angry grey-haired wolf suddenly raised the Xuanming Knife in his hand silently and slashed at Xu Taiping again.

"Bang!..."

When the knife was slashed, the grey-haired man directly used the body of the true demon, and the power was obviously higher than the previous knife.

When the long knife was slashed, the ice and snow storm it caused became more terrifying.

"Shua!"

Xu Taiping, still like before, took the initiative.

"Zhi!..."

After a burst of piercing cicada chirping, more than forty knife shadows gathered into one, and then used the knife method of the Angry Immortal Slash to slash at the snowstorm again.

"Shua!"

Amid the sound of breaking through the air, the blizzard was once again cut by a knife mark.

The grey-haired wolf demon king was knocked back by the sword energy with a "bang" and fell directly on the opposite bank.

However, under the cold gaze of the Black Wood Demon Lord, the grey-haired man immediately slapped his hands on the ground, jumped up again, and slashed at Xu Taiping with the Xuanming Sword.

"Bang!..."

As a result, after a moment, even if he used his true demon body, the grey-haired wolf was still knocked away by Xu Taiping's sword.

Driven by anger, unwillingness, and fear of the Black Wood Demon Lord behind him, the grey-haired man immediately got up again after falling down, and then slashed at Xu Taiping again.

"Bang, bang!"

"Bang!"

After slashing three times in a row, his true demon body had become bloody and fleshy under the cutting of Xu Taiping's sword energy.

He was no longer as majestic as before.

Although not fatal, it was extremely insulting.

"Boom!"

Perhaps because he felt humiliated, or perhaps because he was afraid of the investigation of the Demon Lord behind him, the gray-haired wolf demon king roared and went completely crazy, releasing the demon energy from his body without hesitation.

"Bang!"

But just as it was preparing to mobilize all the demon energy and risk its life to slash Xu Taiping with the last knife, the tall body of the real demon was kicked away.

It turned around with a look of horror.

Who else could it be if not Demon Lord Hei Mu?

"Demon Lord I..."

"Waste!"

Before the gray-haired man finished speaking, the Black Wood Demon Lord kicked him again, kicking his entire body off the ground.

At the same time, the Black Wood Demon Lord raised his hand and sucked the Xuanming knife that was stuck in the ground.

"Can't you see that he is playing a trick on you?"

After the Black Wood Demon Lord finished speaking, he kicked the gray-haired man in the chest again, directly kicking half of his body to explode.

Seeing this scene, Xu Taiping's mood was like a small boat on the huge waves, constantly fluctuating.

The reason why he didn't use all his strength just now was not to play tricks on the gray-haired man, but to use the ability of the water-breaking knife, which can break the seven swords, to destroy the Xuanming sword.

In his opinion, the gray-haired man could not exert the true power of the demon king's weapon at all, but it would be different if it was in the hands of the black wood demon lord.

So to be on the safe side, he wanted to destroy the demon king's weapon first.

But what he didn't expect was that when he was only one sword away, the demon lord Hei Mu killed the gray-haired man and took back the Xuanming sword.

Fortunately, Hei Mu didn't use a sword to kill the gray-haired man, so Xu Taiping's water-breaking still only needed to fight with the Xuanming sword once more to cut it off.

"It might be better for me if the Xuanming Sword is broken in Heimu's hand. I might be able to take this opportunity to kill him directly with the next strike."

Xu Taiping thought so in his heart, while staring at the Black Wood Demon Lord across the river, holding the Broken Water Sword, and slowly walked towards the single-plank bridge again.

At the same time, in the sound of Sanskrit chanting, his body was once again wrapped in scriptures, and a lot of true essence and blood in his body were consumed, and began to recover rapidly.

"Sister Lingyue, you can use part of the protective power of the Shura Armor."

When he got on the single-plank bridge, Xu Taiping sent a message to Fairy Lingyue in his heart.

Fairy Lingyue didn't say anything, but Xu Taiping could feel that the Shura Armor on his body had signs of "awakening".

In Zhenwu Heaven, the demon of the demon lord level is almost equivalent to the refining spirit realm.

But in Youyun Heaven, Xu Taiping felt that even the most ordinary demon lord realm strongman had a stronger aura than their Zhenwu Heaven's refining spirit realm.

So he must treat it with caution.

"Are you not from Pilu Temple?"

At this time, Heimu stood on the single-plank bridge in a flash, and then he approached Xu Taiping step by step with the Xuanming Knife in his hand.

"I don't think I need to tell you this, right?"

Xu Taiping smiled, then put his hand on the hilt of the knife and made a gesture of drawing the knife

"That's right."

Demon Lord Heimu nodded with cold eyes, and then said indifferently:

"It doesn't matter what identity a dead person has."