The Art of the Great Sword

"So what?"

Fang Qingyang smiled and said: "Unless you don't want to get the inheritance of this place, if not, I will follow you, what can you do to me?"

Uozawa was angry.

These guys don't take themselves seriously at all!

Compared with the existences of the same realm, the combat power of the demons is definitely among the best.

Those geniuses who can surpass the level challenge among the human race are completely worthless to the demon race.

The demons are far stronger than the humans in terms of physical strength and attack methods. If it weren't for the environmental restrictions here, Yu Ze was not very sure that he could kill Fang Qingyang and the others without being injured. How could he let Fang Qingyang be arrogant here? !

"Then I can't do what you want. Let's continue the confrontation like this!"

Yuze made a very helpless choice. He had no choice but to worry about the environment here.

Gently shaking his head, Yuze put aside the messy thoughts in his mind, and said to Fang Qingyang and the others: "Don't forget, this is the Evil Yin Demon Tower of my Demon Clan. Anyone who can come here , They are all the elites of our demon clan.”

"Although Zero Night City is relatively close to here, how many saints are there in Zero Night City?"

"The Evil Yin Demon Tower is only so big, and the opportunities are only so small. Now that you and I are in a stalemate here, you may not be able to wait for your fellow tribesmen to come, but my fellow demon tribes are already coming here in a steady stream!"

After Yuze said these words, a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly came out from the distance, "What did I see? The Seven Heroes of the Dead Demon Mountain, each of them claims to be a being in the true holy realm, why are they confronting a group of human ants now? "

The owner of the voice is a creature that looks like a bat with two wings on its back.

From a distance, it looks like a large bat.

As his bat wings were waving, gusts of dark wind emanated from his bat wings and radiated to the surroundings, forming a place of absolute darkness.

In this Jueyin land, his combat power will increase exponentially, and the monks who are shrouded in this Jueyin land will be disturbed by this Jueyin aura and will not be able to exert their full strength.

Under the decline and growth of one thing and another, which one is better and which one is worse can be seen at a glance.

This bat didn't take Fang Qingyang and the others seriously at all.

From the beginning to the end, he only had eyes for the Seven Heroes of the Evil Mountain.

"Hey, why are there only six of the Seven Heroes of the Devil's Devil Mountain left? Let me see who is missing?"

"Missing Du Jun? Has this cripple who pretended to be a fox or a tiger been killed?"

As soon as Bat opened his mouth, the crowd laughed.

When Yu Ze heard what Bat said, his eyes were full of killing intent, "Demon Saint Yin Sha, do you think you have a long life?"

When Yuze's voice fell, Su Luochuan also spoke.

"Heh... a bat dares to show off its power in front of me?"

A contemptuous smile hung on his face. As the voice fell, a silver sword light pierced the sky and tore the Yin land. The sword moved forward and fell straight on the left wing of the Yin Sha Demon Saint. .

Pfft...

The Yinsha Demon Saint was waving his wings. His left wing was like paper, with a gap opened under Su Luochuan's sword light.

There was bright red blood flowing along his wound. This scene made the Yin Sha Demon Saint's expression become particularly ugly.

injured.

A true saint-level bug from the human race actually injured himself when he wasn't paying attention!

"I forgot about you human ants!"

"I didn't take the initiative to cause trouble for you, but you took the initiative to provoke me. It seems that I don't show my power. I'm afraid you don't know how powerful I am!"

The wound on Yinsha Demon Saint's left wing was nothing to him.

After saying these words, he waved his wings again.

Gusts of dark wind burst out from his wings, forming wind blades, distorting the space, and headed towards Su Luochuan.

Song Yi, Li Mingyi, Liu Qijing and Fang Qingyang are also within his attack coverage.

To him, among the five people, the only one worthy of his attention was Su Luochuan.

After all, Su Luochuan is a true holy being and is in the same realm as him.

As for the other four people, they are just ants in the Great Saint Realm. With a little force, they can be killed!

The dark wind howled like a mournful voice.

It was a sound aimed at the soul. Although it was not a powerful soul attack, it could affect people's spirits.

However, any monk whose soul strength is slightly weaker will be disturbed by the howling wind.

But he was facing Fang Qingyang and the others.

The five of them are talented people who can fight beyond the level. If one of them is singled out, he can compete with the existence of the leader level.

Demon Saint Yinsha didn't know the origins of Su Luochuan and the others, and only regarded them as monks who came here from Lingye City, and they were the kind of beings who could be killed at will.

As a result, his attacks were very random, without even any protection.

For him, the strongest means of protection is offense!

But what surprised him was that when the Yinfeng Blade he used was intercepted when attacking Fang Qingyang and the others, it had no effect at all.

Not only that, Su Luochuan and Fang Qingyang were actually sword master-level beings, and the sword energy they unleashed was unstoppable and powerful.

But in an instant, those sword beams came to him, forcing him to give up the attack and take the initiative to defend.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Sword beams fell on him, chopping his body and making it bleed.

And every sword beam that came over blocked his retreat around him. No matter where he dodged, there would always be sword beams waiting for him.

"Damn it! I didn't expect you ants to have such means!"

Yinsha Demon Saint roared angrily, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood from his heart, using his own blood as a guide to prepare a stronger killing move.

However, after this mouthful of blood spurted out, he suddenly felt a strange force acting on his body.

It was a force that he could not resist, devouring the blood in his body.

Then, his body fell to the ground without any warning.

In front of the underground palace, the spiritual patterns that were glowing with bloody light were devouring the blood and energy in his body, and they imprisoned him in place, making him unable to move at all!

Just like a prey caught in a spider web, Yin Sha Demon Saint could do nothing but roar!

"Is there really a restriction?"

Fang Qingyang looked at the situation of Yin Sha Demon Saint, and his expression became particularly heavy.