Chapter 441 The Demon King’s Weakness!

Su Ming controlled the sword that broke through the air, the Dark Moon Great Sword of the epic middle grade!

Previously, Su Ming placed this weapon in another secondary world, where it was watered by moonlight and activated the affix effect.

Now that he has learned the skill [Heart·Sword Control], he can control the sword across boundaries!

As long as the sword weapon bound to him is strong enough to break through the space of that world, he can summon the sword controller across boundaries.

Su Ming's eyes were golden, he held the sword in his hand, and smashed it with one blow!

This time, he activated the [Source Sword Body]!

The power of all sword techniques increased by 60 times!

This is 60 times stronger than when he fought with Xiang Wuhui to learn sword!

The sword smashed into the space crack, and with one strike, it shattered the crack into nothingness, causing it to be swallowed by space and dissipated in mid-air.

Xiang Wuhui was slightly surprised and turned to stare at Su Ming.

The space cracks cut by a true sword saint are extremely solid and difficult to break.

He is only a half-saint, so the space cracks cut are not tough. With a little external force, the cracks will be absorbed and dissipated by the surrounding space.

Even so, Su Ming can break the space cracks cut by him at this age, which is enough to shock him.

"Little boy, are you hiding your strength?"

Xiang Wuhui asked with cold eyes and frowned.

"You are wrong."

"The junior has learned the heart sword, and his sword skills have improved a lot."

Su Ming smiled confidently.

"It's vain to want me to leave today."

"We have to stay here and kill the monsters!"

"Senior Jiu Jianzun, let us help you kill the nine heavens!"

Su Ming's eyes were sharp.

After that, flying swords soared into the sky, attacking and killing the monsters that were flying continuously from the Monster Suppression Tower.

Many monsters have been refined by the Monster Suppression Tower for several years, and their strength has been mostly wiped out, so Su Ming is qualified to be their opponent.

Not to mention ordinary monsters, even the monster ancestors, Su Ming wants to fight.

He alone can fight several monster ancestors at the same time!

Yan Ze also took action, and the rain of arrows in the sky swam around the world, turning into a white phoenix whirl, killing the monsters.

Xiao Ming turned into black light, soared into the sky, and killed the monsters with his body. It is close to adulthood and is now extremely powerful.

Ji Yao, Ni Shuang, Wan Wu, Jiang Yunqing and others also began to attack the monsters with all their strength!

Although they are not sword cultivators and their skills do not restrain the monsters, they are all job changers!

This means that they have many skills that the monsters have heard of, with great momentum and power.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Wuhui's eyes were filled with surprise.

But soon, that surprise was thrown behind his mind.

"Hehe... It seems that I still have a lot to learn from my senior brother."

He chuckled and drank the wine in his hand.

"Then today, I will accompany you young people to fight heartily!"

He entered a drunken state, and the wooden sword in his hand trembled violently, and then turned into hundreds of flying sword shadows, approaching the sky and falling like rain.

He stepped on a sword, flew into the air, and headed straight for the contemporary demon king, Zi Tuo!

Hundreds of sword qi lingered around him, his figure turned into a residual shadow, his sharp spirit was transcendent, and his moves reached the pinnacle.

He even wanted to fly hundreds of long swords to help Su Ming and others to attack and kill the surrounding demons.

Zi Tuo had no expression on his face, and his eyes were indifferent.

"Jiu Jian Zun."

"When the Sword Saint Wei Tianhai took me down, I could only break through the space before I died and send you away."

"Now, you dare to take the initiative to kill me and die."

"Shushan brothers, are you all so funny?" He showed a terrifying look, and then punched!

The purple air behind him flowed, and the demon power had become thick and solid, turning into mist, and then he appeared in a phantom, and hit him with one blow.

The two of them fought with one move, Xiang Wuhui flew backwards a hundred meters, and hit a stone tablet hard, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Although they were at the same level, they were both BOSS after all, and their attributes and skill power were too different.

He stood up and coughed a mouthful of blood, but he still forgot to drink.

"It tastes good, it tastes good." He smiled unrestrainedly.

"I can feel the pain at all, it's really good wine."

After saying that, he even burped.

Zi Tuo saw this scene, his eyes full of contempt.

"Old madman."

"The once high-spirited wine sword master has now fallen to the point of drinking to relieve his sorrow."

After saying that, he punched again.

Xiang Wuhui held the wooden sword in his hand, and kept urging the sword tactics to entangle and break his moves.

The injuries on his body were getting worse and worse.

Su Ming condensed and forged countless soul flying swords, attacking the demon king!

The demon king smiled coldly and said sarcastically.

"An ant trying to shake a tree!"

"Xiang Wuhui is not even a match for you, you youngster, you are just going to die..."

After saying that, he punched the sword curtain condensed by Su Ming.

The next moment, shock emerged in his eyes.

Su Ming's sword was so powerful, it was actually much worse than Xiang Wuhui's! ?

But even so, it was difficult to cause serious injuries to it.

Its attributes were too high, with a physical fitness of more than 10,000, and extraordinary defense.

Kakakakaka! !

Soul fragments flew, the demon king resisted the flying sword, and his fist shadow smashed the soul blade condensed by Su Ming.

Su Ming's face was cold, and he looked around.

The sky was full of demon ancestors, casting magic to chase him and attack him desperately, making it impossible for him to attack the BOSS with all his strength.

"Su Ming, you should clean up the demon ancestors first, otherwise we won't be able to fight the demon king with all our heart!" Xiang Wuhui said.

Su Ming nodded, and he also had this intention.

Xiang Wuhui waved the wooden sword and attacked the demon king again.

Suddenly, Xiang Wuhui's eyes were stern.

He found that the demon power in Zituo's body was not pure and transparent, and there were many demon powers given to him by other demon beasts.

The old sword master had rich combat experience and was extremely agile.

He activated the sword flying method, turned into a stream of light, and circled behind Zituo in an instant.

Immediately, he saw... the sword wound.

A very deep and terrifying sword wound.

The trace of the sword, from the first vertebra to the last vertebra, almost completely split his back, bloody and blurred.

The sword energy left in it was left for a hundred times, and it has not dissipated until now.

"Haha!"

Xiang Wuhui's eyes flashed with shock, and then he laughed.

"I understand, I understand!"

He was covered in blood, but he was excited. He cursed loudly, and his voice spread throughout the sky.

Zituo was madly slaughtering the demons in the Demon Suppression Tower and taking their demon power. Logically, his realm could be restored to the level of a demon saint.

Although the refining power of the Demon Suppression Tower is strong, it is limited for a demon saint.

And after the death of Shushan disciples, Xiang Wuhui's blood and blood alone were enough to accelerate the refining.

So Xiang Wuhui had actually prepared for a big battle with Zituo who had returned to the demon saint realm.

However, after Zituo died, he was still in the semi-saint realm and could not break into the demon saint!

Now Xiang Wuhui understood the reason.

It turned out that when Senior Brother left it with a sword, it was too seriously injured and had been suppressing its realm.

Even because the sword energy was too pure to be removed, the demonic energy could not stay in Zituo's body for a long time.

In this way, this dignified demon king had to extract the demonic energy from other demons in the Demon Suppression Tower before he could fight.

When Xiang Wuhui saw the injury on his back, Zituo's face was angry, and endless pressure exploded.

He raised his hand and clenched it, and the purple demonic energy condensed in the sky. The demonic power of the demons in the Demon Suppression Tower that had not yet arrived was instantly drawn out by him.

Then he turned into a demon shadow, and now he was behind Xiang Wuhui and punched him.

Xiang Wuhui flew backwards for more than 100 meters, breaking several mountains before he could barely stop.

The old sword master's internal organs were all cracked, and his chest and ribs were broken!

놛 was so seriously injured, but there was no despair.

놛 spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat, with a cold smile on his face.

놛 looked at Su Ming and said loudly.

"Su Ming, we have to fight outside!"

"Enter the Demon Suppression Tower, slaughter the demons in it, cut off the supply of demon power of the Demon King, and then the attack will be defeated!"

"Without the demon energy, the Demon King is powerless, and these demon ancestors who have been refined and are lingering on will have only one way to die!"

Xiang Wuhui said loudly.