Chapter 475: Retracting the Sword

The wind swept past, the formation was broken, leaving only one person standing there in a stalemate, and then blood spurted out.

"You..."

"Puff!!!"

The sword marks burst, blood splashed out, and the Phantom Demon Lord, who showed his real body, trembled, and his lips moved with difficulty, as if he was trying to organize his words, but before he could say anything, he fell to the ground, and the vitality in his body was gone like a tide, gradually becoming a stiff and cold corpse.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Seeing this scene, the live broadcast room was dead silent again.

Three moves, no, three swords, the formation was broken, and the person died!

A generation of demon owl, fell.

Although I was prepared and made the greatest estimate, such a neat result was still unacceptable for a while.

As one of the only three demonic masters who survived the heavenly tribulation of entering the world, the strength of the Phantom Demon Lord is needless to say. In terms of direct combat ability, he may not be as good as the demon monk Sattva who has cultivated the reincarnation Buddha seal and the six-foot golden body, but in terms of magic power and strange and tricky techniques, Sattva is no match for him.

His magic magic has been cultivated to the highest level, and he can change the reality at will, and even avoid the secrets of heaven, deceive the heaven with magic power, and replace the real body with magic to resist the terrifying heavenly killing tribulation.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to survive the tribulation and enter the world.

But now...

Three swords, the formation is broken, and the people are dead!

There are only two possibilities for such ability and such results.

Either he has a high level of cultivation and is a great immortal, and he crushes the magic formation with pure strength.

Or he is in an extraordinary realm and is a master of the generation, and is more proficient in the method of formation, sees through the mystery of the formation, and then breaks the formation and kills the enemy neatly.

The former, or the latter, or both?

No one knows.

It is precisely because they don't know that they are more confused at this moment.

What is the strength of this person?

When he first appeared in front of people, he had a stunning edge, and no one could match him even if he was in the Nascent Soul stage.

Now he is even more powerful than before, and even a generation of demon owls can't stop the three swords.

After that day...

Everyone was shocked and calmed down, not daring to think too much.

Compared with the future, the present is the most important.

"This..."

"That's it?"

"Come on, you're weak!"

"As expected of you, you're the King of the Great West, Xuanyuan, East Wind 304!"

"You're amazing for blocking three swords. In the past, I killed him with one sword."

"Is the gap so big? Tell me the truth. Did you borrow a cheat from the madman?"

"I bet he has a set of magic clothes hidden under his clothes. Otherwise, it's really unreasonable."

"My poor son, he didn't even have a line. He was killed as soon as he showed his head."

"It's not long enough. Who should I kill next? I suggest you go find @Hehuan Sect · Yao Mei'er."

"You're crazy. Do you want to kill him just for touching the edge? It's better to find @Xuantian Sword · Shenxiao. I've been annoyed with this guy for a long time!"

"Shenxiao: Touching the edge is not a crime punishable by death, but pretending to be cool is a crime punishable by death. You are a bunch of conscienceless old perverts!"

"..."

In the live broadcast room, everyone came back to their senses and talked nonsense again, making jokes.

Although it was a joke, it was not without reason, and it also revealed the situation of the group of people.

In a cave, on the incense couch, a woman got up in shock and was about to go out.

"My lady, are you going to...?"

"Run away, can't you see?"

Yao Mei'er said unhappily, and took off the Yin-Yang Book in the void with her backhand and stuffed it into her broad chest.

In this regard, the spirit of the instrument in the book was helpless: "My lady, you don't have to do this. Although that man killed Bei Ming Long Teng, my lady is different from him. My He Huan Sect is not Bei Ming Long Yuan. Logically speaking..."

"Press your head!"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted. Yao Mei'er said unhappily: "There is no reason for those people to act. If they don't follow your reason, will you guarantee my life?"

"This... Actually, there is!"

The spirit of the instrument was helpless and continued to persuade: "Although those three people acted in an extreme way, they even risked the sky. Although the people here may disapprove of you, this is also to deal with the demonic calamity, not to make enemies with the world. You are a Taoist of the Hehuan Sect, you are not evil, you are not a demon, and there is no reason for those three to make things difficult for you. "

"In addition, you have already entered the state of transformation. If you return to the cave heaven like this, let alone the punishment from the sect master, you will have to endure a wave of heavenly calamities when you enter the world in the future. Although you are talented, you should try not to take such risks, okay?"

"This..."

Hearing what the spirit of the weapon said, Yao Mei'er also stopped moving.

It seems to make sense.

But looking at the end of Bei Ming Long Teng, this reason is more important than the safety of life...

Yao Mei'er was worried and didn't know what to do for a while.

On the other side, on the Tan Mountain, in the cave mansion

"Kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and establish the power with the sword!"

"Although it is shocking, it also makes people panic!"

"Who is the next Bei Ming Long Teng, and where is the boundary?"

Yu Zhao watched the live broadcast, his eyes changed, and he saw the current situation clearly.

At this moment, the picture changed, and this scene appeared again.

The sword light was like a rainbow, piercing through the clouds and breaking through the sky, and it was moving quickly in the sky.

It was...

Urgent!

Shen Xiao flew on the sword, his magic power was urged, and the escape light was like a rainbow, heading straight to Xuantian Sword Sect.

Beiming Long Teng was dead, and Huan Mo was also killed. Who else was the "mustard disease?"

Shen Xiao didn't know, but since ancient times, a gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall, and he would not gamble his life on how others would act.

So, after Bei Ming Long Teng died, he took decisive action and prepared to return to Xuan Tian Sword Sect to avoid the sharp edge of that person.

Although it sounds like he is afraid of fighting, as a cultivator of the Divine Transformation, it is right to be afraid of fighting against the terrifying enemy who can kill the fusion. Although sword cultivators must move forward courageously, they must also know how to protect themselves. They must not shake the tree with an ant, hit the stone with an egg, and do things that will cut their own path.

So... among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best strategy!

The sword light is like a rainbow, and it moves quickly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​clouds in front.

The white clothes are more beautiful than snow, standing in the void, the sword box behind him has hidden the edge, but the style and proud character still make the sun and the moon pale.

Sword cultivator, peerless sword cultivator!

"Li Xuanyuan!!!"

A glimpse, like a sword passing through, the rainbow light shattered, revealing the figure of Shen Xiao, looking at the person waiting in front of him, his face is gloomy and hard to describe.

He really did set his sights on himself!

What should I do? What should I do?

Shen Xiao's mind raced, thinking hard about countermeasures, but he could not find any way out.

The three swords merged together, facing such a strong man, but he, who was a god-transforming cultivator, could have any countermeasures.

Could he just wait to be killed?

Shen Xiao gritted his teeth, unwilling to do so, looked at the predecessor coldly, and said: "This is your way to deal with the calamity. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. Can't you tolerate others at all?"

The cold words were a provocation, to put him in a deadly situation and then survive!

Shen Xiao knew that if he fought head-on against this terrifying enemy who killed the Phantom Demon Lord with three swords, he would definitely die, and there was no way out at all.

If he wanted to survive, there was only one way, and that was to force him with the momentum.

He is different from Bei Ming Long Teng. Bei Ming Long Teng is a demon cultivator who secretly colluded and openly instigated. He has long been notorious. Whether among cultivators or in the "anchor" industry known to the public, he deserves to die. Killing him will only make people applaud, and there will be no backlash.

But he... Although his live broadcast is not very good, and because of his arrogant personality, he has attracted a group of black fans, but in the end he has not done anything evil, nor has he openly hostile to those three people.

On the contrary, he has killed demons and demons, and has made many achievements, living up to the name of "righteousness".

In this case, you also want to kill him?

Aren't you afraid of the world's discussion, everyone is in danger, and your calamity will dissipate, or even backlash?

If that's the case, then he will admit it. It's not a waste of life to splatter blood on this person.

"This Xuantian Sword Master..."

"He has a good plan."

"What are you still planning? Hurry up and leave!"

"It doesn't matter if this person killed Beiming Longteng, but he didn't even spare Xuantian Sword Master."

"Beiming Longteng is a demon cultivator. He first connected to the demon paradise and entered the world. Later, he was openly and secretly hostile to those three people. He has committed many sins. It's okay to kill him, but Xuantian Sword Master is a righteous cultivator."

"Although the Xuantian Sword Sect is also angry with him and even regards him as a threat and wants to kill him, but in the end, no substantial action has been taken. Even if he kills him, the people of the world will definitely be dissatisfied."

"Does this person really want to make a mortal feud with the Xuantian Sword Sect and even the major cave heaven immortal sects?"

Shenxiao's words provoked him, and he put him in a desperate situation and then survived, which made the immortal sect Taoists who fled in panic feel the same.

This person is too domineering!

He kills the demons and the righteous, and doesn't tolerate anyone at all?

Does he really think he is invincible in the world and is not afraid of backlash and reckoning in the future?

Everyone looked at him coldly, sharing the same hatred.

Shen Xiao gritted his teeth and waited for the result.

However, the swordsman turned around, said nothing, raised his arm, and pointed his two fingers at the sword.

"!!!!!!"

Shen Xiao's pupils shrank, his body responded, and his magic power was urged. He immediately took out the sword and slashed it straight at the person in front.

It was Xuan Tian's treasure, the top-grade immortal weapon - the Devil Slaying Immortal!

Although he knew that he was not an opponent, as a sword cultivator, Shen Xiao was unwilling to wait for death, so he decisively sacrificed the Devil Slaying Immortal Sword, wanting to risk his life and splatter blood on the enemy.

"Clang!"

Devil Slaying Immortal, took out the sword, showing a peerless edge, which made the wind and clouds change color and the sun and moon dim.

Xuan Tian Sword Sect is the door of sword immortals. They are good at both flying swords and refining swords. There are nine immortal flying swords in the sect, all of which are shocking.

And this sword for beheading demons and refining immortals is the best among them. It was refined by the master of Xuantian Sword Sect, the Xuantian Sect Master who has experienced eight tribulations. It is ranked as the best and has the hope of becoming an immortal treasure. It can be said to be the first immortal sword in Xuantian. Its power is beyond words.

Although it is now in the hands of Shenxiao, it is difficult to use due to the limitation of cultivation, but the edge of the immortal sword is still shocking.

Shenxiao clenched his teeth, urged his magic power, and operated the Xuantian Sword Art at all costs, wanting to leave a brilliant final chapter for his life.

Under such stimulation, the power of the immortal sword for beheading demons and refining immortals is more powerful. With a sword, it strikes directly at the enemy's vital point.

But he didn't expect...

The opponent's sword pointed together, and a clanging sound rose in the void.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of the sword was clanging, shaking the sky, and the light of beheading demons and refining immortals was broken in an instant, revealing the original appearance of the sword, which was stuck in the void, like a strong dragon being bound, struggling, but unable to break free.

"How could it be?!"

Shen Xiao's pupils shrank, and he looked at his own immortal weapon in disbelief. He felt that his mind and thoughts were isolated, and the connection with the sword became weaker and weaker, and even broke rapidly...

"How is it possible!"

Shen Xiao screamed, his eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were bleeding. He ignored the danger of his Dan Yuan being broken, and frantically squeezed the mana in his body, urging the sword to take back the sword.

But he saw...

Xu Yang raised his arm, and the sword finger was raised, and the Xuanyuan Holy Law added the power of the Heavenly Sword.

"Bang!!!"

There was a loud noise immediately, and the Demon Slayer was like a dragon emerging from the abyss, brazenly breaking through the restraints.

But this restraint was not his restraint, but his restraint.

"Clang!!!"

The immortal sword vibrated, roaring like a dragon, turning into a startling ray, flying towards the swordsman's body, and sinking into the sword box.

"Puff!!!"

Shenxiao's body shook violently in response, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face immediately turned pale, but he didn't care at all, staring at the person in front of him, shouting hoarsely: "Thief, give me back my flying sword, give me back my flying sword!"

"This..."

Seeing this scene, everyone was also stunned, and didn't understand for a while.

What's going on?

This person actually forcibly seized the Demon Slayer, the Xuantian Swordsman's natal immortal weapon?

Is this okay?

Of course not!

Shenxiao's eyes were about to burst, he shouted hoarsely, madly squeezed his mana, urged the sword formula, and wanted to call back his natal flying sword.

However, the stone sank into the sea, and there was no reaction at all!

Just now, the struggle of the Demon-Slaying Immortal Sword was not to break free from this person's restraints, but to break free from the control of this sword master?

How is it possible, how is it possible!

What kind of magic did this person use to make his natal immortal sword do such a betrayal?

Shen Xiao didn't know, his eyes were red, and he frantically destroyed his magic power, trying to call back the flying sword.

However...

"If you don't stand upright, how can you control the sword? The pearl is thrown into the dark and can only be covered in dust!"

The swordsman looked coldly and disdainfully: "Go back and ask Xuantian Sword Sect to find a promising successor, and then come to me to take back this sword."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and turned away.

"You..."

"Puff!!!"

Such words, such a posture, Shen Xiao gritted his teeth, and was so angry that blood rushed out of his mouth.

Leaving everyone looking at each other, at a loss.

"This..."

"What's going on?"

"You're planning to take the sword after all this time?"

"I told you, this guy is annoying, but he's not guilty of a capital crime."

"King Xuanyuan of the Great West: Boy, watch carefully, this is how to use the sword."

"Sword for Slaying Demons and Refining Immortals: Don't contact me again, I'm afraid Brother Xuanyuan will misunderstand."

"The God of Pure Love Weeps!"

"The Minotaur is ecstatic!"

"What Minotaur? How can you slander someone's innocence? Senior Xuanyuan is just keeping it for you!"

"That's right, although this kid is not like Bei Ming Long Teng, That bastard is not much better. He always speaks in a sarcastic way in the live broadcast, saying that he shouldn't force Jie Fudi like this. It's only because the God of War and the Taoist priest have good tempers. If it were me, I would have killed him long ago. He keeps whining and talking without any pain in his waist! "

"Senior Xuanyuan said it well. If you don't stand upright, how can you fly a sword? This kind of fairy flying sword is simply a waste of pearls in the hands of such people. Let Xuantian Sword Sect find a promising and sensible successor to be the master of slaying demons and refining immortals again."

"Congratulations to little Shenxiao for escaping from death and becoming the first survivor under the command of Xuanyuan Great Western King..."