The Demon Lord has too many aliases

"National Master——!" Emperor Dayou, who was thrown to the ground first by him, woke up from the suffocation that was so close to death just now, and let out a cry of extreme sadness.

He wiped the blood from his face, stood up holding on to the blood-splattered city wall, and looked at Yan Wei Tower.

"...You deserve to die -" He suddenly jumped into the air and rushed towards Yan Weilou.

roar! Earth-shattering vibrations resounded under the imperial city again. Countless glazed bricks and tiles fell into pieces. The illusory dragon shadow with its fangs and claws shook its head and tail, turned flexibly in half a circle, and suddenly rushed into Emperor Dayou, turning into a jet-black mysterious light. Wrapped up in mid-air.

A black gold-plated robe was draped around him, and a dark dragon shadow coiled from his back to his chest. A pair of golden dragon eyes opened on the emperor's shoulders, pressing toward Yan Weilou with awe-inspiring pressure.

The aura around Emperor Dayou surged in an instant, and he almost entered the realm of heaven and humans. His left hand came out of his sleeve, and his fingers spread out. In a trance, it seemed like a huge golden dragon claw fell from the sky, with the momentum of tearing the mountain into pieces, ruthlessly He grabbed Yan Weilou fiercely.

And his right hand moved to the side. The Chaomu Divine Sword, which had not yet been fully refined, groaned softly and slowly fell into his hand. Following the momentum of his lunge, a sharp sword light slashed diagonally from top to bottom. And out.

Clang! Although Yan Weilou was holding someone in his arms, his figure was not sluggish at all.

He made a mistake in his steps, and the corner of his robe turned in a graceful arc in mid-air, and he led Yan Weilou to the side.

Then his shoulders lowered slightly, and he narrowly missed the huge dragon claw that was coming.

When the dragon's claw passed over his shoulder, he turned his wrist and slapped the scabbard with his palm.

The dark scabbard hanging on his waist suddenly shook, and a long, narrow and sharp knife flew out of its sheath. It was held by Yan Weilou in mid-air, and folded back along his right arm, the extremely sharp blade was close to his. The back suddenly stabbed out, lifted from bottom to top, and chopped on the dragon's claws.

The sword glowed like lightning, and only a white line could be seen.

laugh! A line of blood emerged from the dragon's claws, and it chopped off all four claws with incomparable accuracy.

But the sword edge of the Chaomu Sword was already approaching, and the cold sword light almost touched Yan Weilou's face, and the dazzling sword light was also reflected in his pupils! Before he could take action, Su Xinghan, who had been staying quietly in his arms, suddenly turned his face slightly and looked at the oncoming sword light with his ice-clear eyes.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand.

Clang! The extremely sharp sword edge was actually blocked by his bare hands. It seemed that the Chaomu Divine Sword had a natural affinity for his aura.

An uncontrollable groan of pain escaped from Xiu Xinghan's throat, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood fell on the blade of the sword. At the same time, an invisible breath of original energy shot out along his fingertips.

The invisible origin energy affects the blood and spreads crazily on the sword like vines, intertwining a series of intricate and mysterious lines.

The sword body suddenly began to shake violently in mid-air, sword energy splashed everywhere, and invisible storms spread around. It seemed that the entire sword was in some kind of crazy state, even Emperor Dayou who was supposed to have control , and could no longer control it. Instead, because he wanted to use force to control it, the divine sword counterattacked and was cut by a sharp sword energy! Both sides flew out almost at the same time.

Along with the ear-splitting roar, the half-destroyed palace city was completely turned into ruins by the sudden storm of sword energy.

Emperor You was shocked and angry: "What did you do?" "Ahem, you reminded me..." Su Xinghan's voice was a little weak, but his eyes were extremely bright, as clear as the water of the Tianshan Mountains.

"——Since the Chaomu Sword can affect me, I can also affect it in turn.

"Although he couldn't figure out any subtle method because of the short time, it is easier to destroy than to control.

If you can't control the Morning and Evening Divine Sword like You Emperor, then just destroy it directly so that You Emperor can't control it.

After saying that, Su Xinghan raised his head and smiled at Yan Weilou: "I have already figured it out, as long as nothing happens to Chaomu Divine Sword, my life will not be in danger for the time being.

"...So, don't worry about me.

Just do what you want.

His eyes were so clear that everything he wanted to express seemed to be written in them.

Yan Weilou smiled back: "That's great.

" He suddenly looked at Emperor You. The smile on his lips had not disappeared, but the warmth and softness contained in it had dissipated, replaced by endless coldness.

"Evil, evil spirit, evil spirit, evil spirit.

"Yan Weilou called softly.

The four phantoms immediately gave up their entanglement with the two heavenly beings and descended from the sky.

With their strength, they are already in danger. If they hold on for a while, one or two may die.

Yan Weilou's call was timely.

Yan Weilou let go of his hand and gently pushed Su Xinghan in the direction of the four shadows: "You go first and protect him.

"Xu Xinghan didn't say any more nonsense. He followed the force of his push and flew outward, using the domains of the four heavenly beings to sustain himself.

He believed in Yan Weilou's strength.

"As for the others..." Yan Weilou turned around and stopped the two heavenly beings and Emperor You who were chasing him. A faint cold light shone from the long knife in his hand.

"-I'll take care of it.

"Just now he swallowed a whole bottle of Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill and forcibly restored himself to his prime. It was not without the slightest trouble.

According to Yan Weilou's estimation, he could only maintain it for another hour at most. After one hour, he would be seriously injured and could only retain 10% of his strength at most.

Therefore, he had to fight quickly.

However, even if he was facing two celestial beings and a "pseudo-celestial being" who forcibly increased his strength, Yan Weilou was not afraid at all. He was restrained before because he was worried about the possible backhand of Su Xinghan.

Since it would not affect him as long as the Chaomu Sword was not cut off, Yan Weilou had nothing to worry about.

The illusory dragon shadow roared around, and the two celestial beings who came together raised their hands and took a vortex in the air. With an incomparable strong suction force, they were about to take Su Xinghan back out of thin air.

But a brilliant and painful knife light fell from the sky, just like a butcher cutting a cow, following the spiritual energy around the vortex and cutting it down, and it was easily split in half.

The figure of the young man passed through the vortex with the sword light, and the sword energy almost touched their faces, with a certain extremely terrifying atmosphere.

Under conditioned reflex, several people subconsciously attacked! The illusory dragon shadow swept across the sky, and a large area of ​​ruins was swept into powder. The changing images on the sky covered the entire royal city, and several attacks attacked Yan Weilou at the same time.

But Yan Weilou did not fight back, and he endured the attacks of several people, and a large amount of blood splashed around his body.

His figure also accelerated with the help of the attacks of several people, and flew out in an instant.

Several people were surprised and wanted to pursue the victory.

But the next moment, his figure had turned into a ray of illusory moonlight, blending into the world, leaving only a residual image, and was torn into pieces.

And Yan Weilou himself had come to the violent Chaomu Divine Sword-this was his real goal! He endured a round of attacks from several people just to speed up and save less than a breath of time.

It was this squeezed time that allowed him to rush into the storm of sword energy before the others could react, and forcibly grasp the Chaomu Divine Sword in his hand.

"Behave yourself!" Facing the Chaomu Divine Sword struggling in his palm, Yan Weilou snorted, and a trace of murderous intent bloomed in his pupils.

The murderous aura that seemed to have been bathed in a sea of ​​blood and corpses burst out from him, and in a trance, endless darkness seemed to cover this world again.