Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 70 Return the favor

A huge whirlpool of dark mist appeared above everyone's heads, and dark thunder and lightning roared.

The black mist gathered in waves and submerged into the snake one after another. The death aura in the snake's eyes became more and more profound, the deathly silence and murderous intent permeated the air, and the black-scaled ghost body was ferocious.

And below, countless sword auras were densely woven, gathering into a square of bright silk.

Pole!

The underworld snake tightened its grip on the ghost's body, and suddenly collided with the sword field, shooting out golden threads and silver shavings all over the sky...

Sword Domain is like a caught golden carp, struggling desperately in the endless black net, waiting to be cut and slaughtered.

All the Taoists of the Xuanhen Sect couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, actually arousing the deathly nature of the ghost world? !

This magical power is enhanced by the power of heaven and earth. How can it be broken? !

Yu Huaiyuan couldn't help but feel his scalp tighten, but he calmed down the fear in his heart while taking a breath, and calmly ordered, "The ten junior brothers above should deal with the underworld snake, just hold on to the formation and not be broken through."

Then a cold murderous look appeared in his eyes, and he said solemnly, "Others, follow me and kill Ji Cuiyu, and the battle will be broken."

Then the sword light was raised, the sound was like thunder, and with the five colors of green, yellow, red, black and white, it rushed towards the center of the ghost array resolutely.

Xiao Chengfeng took one step forward, but he already appeared in front of Yu Huaiyuan. The sword light was shining brightly, filling the sky with greatness, like the sun and stars, like the rivers and mountains, like the majestic avalanche, like the cold and heat of nature, the sword came out straight and cut through the void.

The sword intention turns into a spirit, the sword energy is like rain, like fire and silver flowers all over the sky, the nine sword lights are like a deer fleeing from the tiger's mouth, a fish leaping through the dragon's gate, the burst of life is so intense that it can't help but dazzle people.

The murderous war ghosts marched forward in formation, as majestic as the Nantian Gate, as dangerous as the gate of hell. The killing force was rolling, the fighting spirit was rampant, and the war songs were like the roar of thunder and the roar of thousands of dragons.

"...the stern look melted masculinity,

The green blood quenches the cold light.

The iron heart is there,

Generously singing Yanhuang..."

The army's momentum was like a mountain and a tide, overwhelming the sky and the earth. The surging force caught nine lightning-like sword lights.

Under the banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts, Jiang Moshu turned his head and glanced at Yunlou Daoling, with a faint smile on his lips.

The sound of the knife sounded like cracking jade, and the frosty fairy figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Clang!

The mysterious flowers are like ornaments, the lingering sound is faint, the jade shadow holds the frost blade, and the life is as impermanent.

A Taoist disciple of the Xuanhen Sword Sect was entangled by the Killing War Ghost and watched helplessly as a frost knife slashed towards him.

This knife does not carry any smoke and fire, just like the spiritual bud spitting out pistil, and like the spring thunder stinging, it seems that the Taoist heart has been purified in the eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the handsome face disappeared.

Daozi Xuanhen died with his sword broken!

"Junior Brother Fang!" Yu Huaiyuan's hand trembled.

After thirty years of getting along, teaching swords as a master, and practicing with him personally, I thought that after I was promoted to Jindan, my junior brother would be the successor of the sword hall, but I didn't know that it was all in vain in just a moment.

That year, the sword hall was full of swordsmen, and the junior brother won the first place. When he took the spiritual sword from his hand, he smiled and said to himself,

"In this life, I wish to practice swordsmanship like a senior brother. I don't care about my life, my suffering, and God's blessing. I just want to win or lose on the sword.

If I break my sword one day, senior brother will remember to send me back to the mountain behind Jianling Hall. I often practiced swordplay here during my lifetime, and I also want to rest here after my death. "

I remember that I glared at him fiercely that day. Now, my junior brother fell in this ghost formation, and I couldn't even turn around and snatch out his body now.

All the brilliance of Yu Huaiyuan's body gathered into the sword, and a violent killing force filled his eyes.

"Traitor of the Demon Sect, either you die or I die!"

……

The underworld snake rushed down in mid-air, like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.

Ten Xuanhen Sword Sect monks were hanging in the air, their bodies trembling. The two weakest ones had blood oozing from their mouths, and their sword domains were squeezed to the point of being somewhat deformed.

One of the monks in feathers, with a sword in his eyes, said in a deep voice,

"Junior brothers, although they belong to different halls, it is rare for them to draw swords side by side. Senior brother Yu and the others are rushing into the formation. At this time, they must not be broken by the underworld snake, otherwise everyone will die."

The Yuyi monk's expression condensed and he said with determination, "When the underworld snake strikes, I will burn my soul and draw the sword. I can gain thirty breaths, and then I will bring my sword back to the clan."

Another Taoist said with a bitter tone, "Then I'll be the next one. I thought I could catch him, but I turned out to be like a buffoon. All living junior brothers, please remember today's lesson."

The rest of the people remained silent, but naturally took the position to take action according to their level of cultivation.

For a time, the sword domain was filled with brilliance, and it regained some of its appearance despite being strangled and entangled by the underworld snake.

Xuanhen Daozi in the ghost formation has already lost four people. Killing demons stalked them and the Yunlou sword spirit came out to slash. Only Yu Huaiyuan and Xiao Chengfeng blocked the sword and were still struggling to move forward in the ghost formation.

The remaining three people are already trapped by the Killing Demons, and it is only a matter of time before they fall.

One of them had a ruthless look in his eyes, and he sacrificed something in the air, but it was a jade talisman with a Luan bird painted on it, and its feathers were like thin and sharp sword blades.

A green cry!

The man's body transformed into a twenty-foot-tall luan bird, with sword feathers all over his body, soaring into the air.

boom!

The sword energy rushed straight towards the Heavenly Snake where the ghost array was like the sound of thunder, killing fierce war ghosts along the way and being smashed and bounced away.

The bloody sword feathers were swayed along the way, paving a red path that led directly to the core of the ghost formation.

As soon as the Luan Bird rushed in front of the Heavenly Snake, the Heavenly Snake twisted and turned gently, just like a rainbow penetrating the sun or a comet striking the moon. With just a flick of its tail, the Luan Bird was smashed into the Demon Killing Formation and was chopped into pieces in an instant. fragments.

Xuanhen Daozi, another man broke his sword.

Xiao Chengfeng and Yu Huaiyuan finally stood in front of Tian Snake.

Across the winding sky snake, Jiang Moshu looked at the two of them coldly and said,

"How people treat me, I will treat them in return. If you want to kill me, I will naturally kill you. This place is in the dark world, but it saves you the journey."

The five-color sword energy lit up, the light was as soft as flowing water, as fierce as a frenzy, and as fast as thunder, overwhelming and strangled, Yu Huaiyuan shouted one word, "Death!"

The green and white snake, with a flash of annoyance in its crimson eyes, auspicious colors surrounding its body, struck out with one tail.

The sound of gold striking jade was as dense as rain, and dazzling sunlight splashed everywhere. With one blow, Yu Huaiyuan flew back, and was caught by Lan Linjun who was catching up, so that he did not fall into the killing battle formation.

At this time, the underworld snake finally accumulated enough strength and fell down like the sky.

Click!

Like glass shattering, the sword domain broke open, and the deathly silence in the eyes of the underworld snake deepened. It stared at the many Xuanhen Jianzong Daozi who were trapped by the snake's body.

Xiao Chengfeng sighed and said to Lan Linjun, "Take Senior Brother Yu and run away. Someone must come back to the teacher's door to report the horror of Ji Jiyu, and we will talk about revenge in the future.

I risked my life to clear the way for you. "

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chengfeng's head and shoulders ignited bright flames like flowers respectively. The sword energy in front of him became more and more brilliant, and even the murderous intent disappeared. The sword energy intertwined vertically and horizontally to form a sword talisman.

罡！

The sword energy penetrated directly into the whirlpool of the dark mist, and the momentum was astonishing. However, just when the sky snake was concentrating and preparing to receive the blow, the sword went towards the body of the dark snake.

boom!

Xiao Chengfeng smiled faintly, and the sword that threatened his life was fortunately not ugly.

A hole appeared on the edge of the formation, facing the Ghost River. The sword flashed past, but Lan Linjun rushed out of the gap with Yu Huaiyuan in his arms. Looking back, Xiao Chengfeng's body suddenly exploded into powder, and sadness surged into his heart. , but he didn't dare to wait any longer, and flew away with his sword through the air.

Soon after, one person and one ghost strolled across the Ghost River and returned to the Yangshi.

"Master, is it really okay to offend the Xuanhen Sword Sect in this way?" Shen Caiyan resumed her palace attire and asked carefully, tilting her head.

Jiang Moshu smiled lightly, feeling happy and relaxed in her heart.

"When people respect me, I will respect them in return. If someone wants to kill me, I will naturally fight back.

Since the Xuanhen Sword Sect is so domineering, of course I have to return the favor in equal measure, but it’s a pity that two of them ran away.

But with this identity, I went to retreat to death.

Let Xuanhen Sword Sect slowly find Ji Cuiyu. If he finds it, I will lose. "