Peerless God of War

In the dark void, the devil's finger descended from the sky, oppressing everything and trying to kill Chen Xiao.

"Get out of my way."

"The Void Tower."

The black tower appeared above Chen Xiao's head, spinning rapidly, growing bigger, bigger, and bigger again. It was as big as a thousand feet. At this moment, he used all his strength, without any reservation, and placed his hope on the Void Tower. Defense.

"boom."

Tianliang shook his finger violently, making a loud noise. The Void Tower kept shaking, vibrating, and trembling. It was also suppressed by this finger. It was suppressed. It became smaller all of a sudden, and it became a lot shorter. Cut it out.

"puff."

Chen Xiao's soul spat out a mouthful of golden blood, his expression instantly became sluggish, and he was directly hit hard.

His eyes were full of reluctance, and there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes. He was going to fight tooth and nail, and he would not hesitate to burn his soul.

"Demons, I don't believe they will die here today, come on."

In order to survive, Chen Xiao also tried his best, burning the power of his soul, and blessing the Void Tower with all his strength. In an instant, the Void Tower stabilized, and with a buzzing sound, it actually froze with the void, blocking Chen Xiao. In front of Xiao, he didn't retreat even an inch.

At the same time, another mouthful of golden blood spilled from the corner of Chen Xiao's mouth.

If he continues like this, he may be in danger.

"Damn it, is this really my fate?"

For a moment, Chen Xiao felt a trace of despair in his heart.

At this critical moment, a pillar of ice-blue light appeared across the void, hundreds of miles long, and a sword crossed the air, hitting the finger of the Demon Lord that dropped from the sky.

The giant finger crooked and lost its energy, which also made Chen Xiao relax. Seeing this, he had no time to think too much and retreated frantically, staring at this astonishing scene with blank eyes.

I saw the ice blue sword light colliding with the giant finger. With each impact, the nebula was shattered and the void was wiped out, forming a series of frightening black hole whirlpools that wanted to swallow everything in.

After three moves, the giant finger was broken with sword marks.

At the same time, the ice-blue sword light was withdrawn, and standing on a pitch-black void fortress hundreds of thousands of miles away, he stared coldly at the phantom of the Demon Lord above his head.

"Nightmare Lord, this is the boundary of God's Domain, you have crossed the boundary."

Han Lian scolded him coldly.

The demon lord phantom sneered and said: "The human monks indeed have their merits, but if it hadn't been for the nine-level fortress to stop us, our demons would have already captured the divine domain. Don't worry, we don't have much time left for you."

"Nightmare Lord, what do you mean by this?" Han Lian asked.

Before the demon lord's phantom could speak, another sword light came from the horizon. The sword penetrated the void and destroyed the demon lord's phantom.

Before the Demon Lord could say anything, he was killed by a sword and dissipated into the void.

Seeing this, Han Lian opened his eyes angrily, turned his head sharply, and cursed loudly: "Old Jian, why are you so crazy? Let the Demon Lord finish his words before he takes action."

The next moment, a sharp sword shadow came through the void and confronted Han Lian in the void. It was an old man with white hair and a strong sword energy. Even Chen Xiao, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away, could sense it. The sword intent of the sword world on the opponent's body seemed to be right in front of his eyes.

It was as if the opponent could kill him with just one strike from the air.

"This, how is this possible?"

Chen Xiao was stunned. He had never seen such an astonishing sword intent. What kind of swordsman this was. It was so terrifying.

Just one glance at him made him feel horrified. The opponent's swordsmanship was far superior to his, and he was an unattainable peerless swordsman.

Above the Void Fortress, Han Lian glared at the other party, "Old Jian, if you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving."

The white-haired old man, known as Jian Laoer, smiled calmly and didn't take it seriously.

"You are so old and you are still so angry? What's more, you are an ice monk. I really can't understand it."

"Is this your answer?" Han Lian was very angry now. He narrowed his eyes and shot out endless chills, and was about to have an attack.

This situation also caused the white-haired old man's smile to stop abruptly and his face returned to normal.

"You're so angry, are you serious?"

Han Lian's face was extremely ugly and he cursed: "That's because I didn't bully you, and the person I beat was not you. If the devil wanted to kill your people, you would be even more angry than me, huh."

Han Lian's words also made the white-haired old man come to his senses and understand why the other party was so angry.

"Do you know this junior?" The white-haired old man had a taste for food.

Now, it was Han Lian's turn to widen his eyes and ask: "Jian Laoer, what do you mean? You want to fish over the border and poach people on my land, but there is no way. Give up as soon as possible, otherwise I won’t show mercy, get out.”

The white-haired old man smiled bitterly, but there was nothing he could do against the other party.

He knew Han Lian's bad temper, and knew that the other party was serious. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "It's a pity. I can sense the sword heart in this kid. Hehe, he is a sword cultivator, a little bit... mean."

Hearing this, Han Lian narrowed his eyes and showed a bit of a smile. Being able to get such a high evaluation from the other party shows that this boy's talent is very high and extraordinary.

However, she was not so easy to fool, so she asked again, "Tell me, have you thought of an excuse for so long? If you don't say one, two, three, why did you interrupt the demon lord? Otherwise, Don’t leave today.”

The old man with white hair shook his head, not caring, and said: "Alas, after not seeing you for so many years, you are still so stubborn. Even if the Demon Lord said it, do you dare to believe it? What if he just wants to provoke you? It's better not to listen."

"You..."

Han Lian was angry and was about to refute a few words, but soon calmed down.

What the other party said did make some sense.

She calmed down, turned around, and said coldly: "Okay, you have some truth in what you said. Let's just forget about today's matter. You can leave."

"Haha, okay."

The old man with white hair didn't entangle much. His sword shadow faded in the void and disappeared bit by bit.

Below, countless monks on the void fortress witnessed this scene and started to discuss it. Their expressions were wonderful and various speculations continued, but Han Lian was too lazy to pay attention.

She only heard her mumbling something in a low voice, "What's wrong with Jian Laoer? Why did he suddenly attack without any signs?"

For a moment, she couldn't figure it out.

In theory, the Void Fortress belongs to the nine major sects, and each sect guards and takes care of its own territory. Unless necessary, they will not cross the line and interfere in the affairs of other fortresses.

Strictly speaking, the old man Jian crossed the line this time, but it was also a gesture of friendship.

Han Lian knew very well that if it were not for the sudden attack of the old man Jian, the Demon Lord would not have retreated easily with two against one.

If she fought alone to deal with the Demon Lord, she would have to go through a hard battle and suffer a lot, but if she counted the old man Jian, it would be very easy.