Chapter 2793 Jun Duxing was defeated

But the demon cultivator swung his fists repeatedly, but his two fists could not resist the sword light.

He could block one sword light, two sword lights, but he could not block eight sword lights at the same time.

In a short while, eye-catching sword marks appeared on his body.

However, as a demon cultivator, he was also a natural master of body training.

The strength of this demon cultivator's body was not inferior to Jun Duxing at all.

After enduring the continuous sword light attack, in addition to consuming a large amount of true energy and suffering some internal injuries, his physical defense was never broken.

In a blink of an eye.

A cup of tea passed.

The sword light attack continued.

Compared with the beginning, the demon cultivator became much more embarrassed, and his clothes were torn to pieces.

The flesh and blood body comparable to a magic weapon began to ooze blood.

At this time, as if he had figured out something, the demon cultivator suddenly laughed wildly.

"Haha, that's how it is!"

"You are great, Jun Duxing, you are worthy of being the number one sword master in Tiangang Sect!"

"What a pity... If I guessed correctly, your long sword magic weapon should have been destroyed. Otherwise, there is no need to use your palm instead of the sword to perform this move."

"If this move is accelerated by the magic weapon long sword, I might really fall into your hands today."

"What a pity... using the palm instead of the sword is still a little bit worse!"

Laughter rang out, thinking of Jun Duxing's initial move, the demon cultivator regained his previous confident and proud attitude.

Seeing eight sword lights, breaking the wind and waves, he was no longer afraid.

"Qingloucheng·Broken Mountain!"

Suddenly with a roar, the demon cultivator's fists moved again, and the aura around him suddenly became violent!

The swinging fists contained the flow of thunder and fire.

The fists were swung out, and the amazing fist force spread and counterattacked.

The powerful force directly exceeded the power limit that the sword formation could withstand.

"Kacha!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, eight sharp blade lights shattered in mid-air before they could land on the demon cultivator.

The thousands of blade auras that filled the surroundings were also shattered.

The blade formation was broken, and Jun Duxing's face changed instantly.

At this moment, his expression was more solemn than ever, but there were not many surprises.

In his eyes, a trace of regret flashed unconsciously.

It was obvious that he had expected this scene as early as when he made the move.

He knew in his heart that although the Eight Methods of the Mad Blade were powerful, his own attainments in the way of the sword were also sufficient.

However...the magic weapon long sword used had been damaged at the beginning when it was used to break the restriction.

After all, the Eight Methods of the Mad Blade had just been comprehended and understood, and there was no suitable magic weapon to rely on. Although the blade formation was formed, its power was naturally very limited.

Without any hesitation, the moment the blade formation was broken, Jun Duxing quickly formed a seal and immediately began to cast spells and change his moves.

However, although he reacted quickly, the demon cultivator in front of him also attacked very quickly.

The moment the powerful fist broke through the knife formation, it roared with the wind and waves, carrying the power of thunder and fire.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Jun Duxing's spell was not completed, and the whole person was hit hard by the power of thunder and fire.

He himself has a foundation for physical training, and his body is comparable to the eighth and ninth grade defense magic weapons.

But the body can block the impact of the fist, but the power of thunder and fire ignores the defense of the flesh and directly hits the meridians and internal organs in the body.

This feeling is not good!

The operation of the body is also stagnant because of this powerful attack.

It's just that his meridians are strong and his internal organs are also tough.

If it were someone else, this move would not kill him or be seriously injured.

"You are so good, Jun Duxing. I underestimated your body training skills!"

"I was only slightly injured by this move!"

"However, your sword array was broken, and you don't have a long sword magic weapon in your hand. How are you going to continue the next battle with me?"

The demon cultivator's thick eyebrows jumped, and loud voices rang out one after another.

As he spoke, he strode towards Jun Duxing.

There was murderous intent in his eyes, and his fighting spirit was even higher!

The sword array just now had caused him a lot of threat and pressure.

This time, he was lucky to break the array, because the person in front of him did not have a deep foundation and did not have a suitable long sword magic weapon.

Otherwise, even if he used a strong magic move, he would not be very sure to break the array.

And if the sword array is not broken, the sword light will continue. Even if he can't break his physical defense, he can still exhaust his energy.

Although he didn't say it, the demon cultivator had made up his mind in his heart that the person in front of him must not be kept!

Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jun Duxing showed no fear even though he was at a disadvantage.

The remaining power of thunder and lightning filled his meridians, causing great pain every time he circulated his body.

But he seemed unaware, and in his dantian, the abundant true essence was surging.

The aura surged around him, and he waved his hands to form a spell.

Hundreds of years ago, he was seriously injured by the demon cultivator in front of him.

Originally in the Tiangang Sect, he was aloof and had limited resources for cultivation.

In recent years, he has almost exhausted his wealth to heal his wounds.

So much so that now he can't even take out the spare knife magic weapon.

This time in the ruins of the ancient gods, he has gained a lot. When he leaves this place, he will definitely be able to exchange for a lot of cultivation resources.

But now, after all, he hasn't had time to leave.

Without magic weapons at the moment, facing the powerful enemy in front of him, Jun Duxing knows that his chances of winning are not great.

But he was arrogant by nature, and even if the chances of winning were slim, he still had a strong will to fight.

True energy surged out, igniting flames around his body.

A pair of cold eyes, as cold as ice.

At this moment, anyone could see that he was going to risk his life.

"Not good, although Jun Daoyou's injuries are not serious, this demon cultivator's fist power is weird!"

"In his current state, if he continues to fight, he will definitely lose!"

"This demon cultivator's appearance is strange, and he is obviously targeting us."

"Fellow Daoist Jun has lost, and the next target must be you and me."

"It's already difficult to deal with this demon cultivator alone. If we delay it, if other demon cultivators come, the situation of everyone will be bleak!"

Su Twelve's eyelids twitched, and the voice sounded, and he turned his head to look at Ling Changkong on the side.

Although he didn't say it clearly, the meaning was self-evident.

Ling Changkong was a smart man, how could he not know that the person in front of him wanted him to make a move to help!

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Tianshan once killed Lu Feng, a Taoist who had reached the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Dispersion Stage, with a sword on Chenxing."

"Although the strength of this demon cultivator is not bad, it is at most comparable to the peak cultivator of the late Spiritual Dispersion Stage."

"If Fellow Daoist Tianshan takes action, it will not be difficult to kill him!"

Ling Changkong said quickly with his eyes rolling.

Her eyes fell on Su Twelve, with a slight smile.

With Su Twelve's cultivation strength, if he really wanted to make a move, he would have to do his best.

The flying sword magic weapon he used before was of good quality.

But if he really wanted to take down the demon cultivator in front of him, in her opinion, he might still be inferior.

The demon cultivator in front of him might also have a way to break it!

At that time, at the critical moment of life and death, if there really was a Tiangang Qingmu Sword, the person in front of him would definitely use it.

Ling Changkong narrowed his eyes, and he had his own calculations in his mind.

As long as there was a chance, she would not mind further testing Su Twelve.