Chapter 1,272 Ten Thousand Thunder Sword Formation

"Asshole! I was deceived!"

Fakong slowly put down his crossed hands, his face filled with anger.

"This bastard is really treacherous!"

Master Yulin also said angrily.

Wu Daozi looked back at Chu Yang and others who were not far away, and found that these people could still withstand the fierce attack of the ferocious beast, so he felt relieved.

"Get rid of that evil beast first."

Wu Daozi said.

"Quick victory!" Zhang Yangqing said.

The four of them then chased towards the place where Demon King Wangyuehou was.

However, what surprised everyone was that the seriously injured Demon King Wangyuehou did not seize this good opportunity to escape, but stood and watched from a distance.

"Be careful, this bastard is up to something else."

Master Yulin reminded.

Although the other people present had higher cultivation than her, she could feel something different about Demon Emperor Wang Yuehou.

"No matter what he is doing! I will just slap him away with one palm!"

Fa Kong became murderous and spoke angrily.

"Hey, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." When the Demon Emperor saw Zhang Yangqing and others approaching, not only was he not afraid, but he showed a longing expression.

"You evil beast, you are still pretending to be a ghost when you are about to die! Look, your Grandpa Buddha will save you right now." Fakong summoned the Dharma again, and his whole body directly merged with the Dharma.

"drink!"

Fakong shouted loudly, and then the huge Buddha's palm fell.

"I've tolerated you for a long time!"

The Demon King looked at the moon and roared without dodging or dodging, directly vibrating his bone wings and hitting Fakong's Buddha's palm.

"Bang!"

Demon King Wangyue roar directly collided with Fakong's Buddha palm.

"court death!"

Fakong didn't expect that the seriously injured Demon King Wangyuehou would dare to confront him head-on, so the strength in his hands increased a bit.

"Kakaka..."

But at this moment, there were cracks in Fakong's golden Buddha palm.

"puff……"

Fakong spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

"Master Fakong!"

Wu Daozi immediately jumped to Fa Kong's side and caught Fa Kong who fell from mid-air.

"Master Fakong, are you okay?"

Wu Daozi immediately took out a recovery pill from his body and gave it to Fakong.

With the help of Wu Daozi, Fakong stabilized his figure.

"Is this the strength of your human monks? Didn't you scream happily before? What? You can't even catch one of my moves? Sure enough, the rumors are correct. The human monks have nothing wrong except internal fighting. A place for people.”

Demon King Wangyuehou looked at Fa Kong and said calmly: "It's really average."

"I'm so angry! This evil beast!"

The injury that Fakong had just recovered was about to relapse due to Demon Emperor Wangyue's roar.

In fact, Demon King Wangyuehou was not in very good condition either. His pair of bone wings had been broken and blood was oozing from many places on his body.

But the strange thing is that Demon King Wangyuehou's injuries are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"has a problem."

Zhang Yangqing looked at the Demon Emperor Wang Yuehou who was recovering from his injuries and said in a low voice.

Wu Daozi and others also noticed the changes in Demon King Wangyue Roar.

Because the Demon King Wangyuehou was not only recovering from his injuries, but his aura was also increasing.

"This evil beast must have used some secret method! It can't go on like this."

Zhang Yangqing and others realized something was wrong.

"Thousands of Thunder Sword Formation!"

Zhang Yangqing used his strongest attack.

Back then, he relied on this move to directly kill an enemy in the late stage of divine transformation. Now, he has been raising the sword for a hundred years!

Now Zhang Yangqing's strength has been greatly improved. In the opinion of Wu Daozi and others, this sword is enough to kill the demon emperor Wang Yuehou at the peak. Even if it cannot kill the demon emperor Wang Yuehou, it will definitely be able to severely damage the demon emperor Wang Yuehou.

"Boom! Boom!"

Just when Zhang Yangqing used the Ten Thousand Thunder Sword Formation, the sky suddenly changed and clouds gathered.

"boom!"

In the middle of the cloudy sky, a hole appeared above where the Demon King was roaring at the moon.

"Uh-huh!"

I saw huge swords condensed with thunder and lightning appearing above the head of Demon King Wangyuehou.

"boom!"

The first thunder sword roared towards Demon King Wangyue.

The Demon King looked at the moon and vibrated his bone wings, directly breaking the thunder sword.

"Sword God Zhang Yangqing has a false reputation!"

The Demon King Wangyuehou looked at Zhang Yang and said calmly, it was actually so easy for him to take this move, and there was no pressure at all.

"Could it be that my strength has begun to improve?"

However, in his heart, Demon King Wangyuehou felt a little unbelievable.

Is this Xuanjiao's magic circle so magical?

How can it improve my strength so much?

"It's too early for you to be happy."

Zhang Yangqing glanced at Demon Emperor Wangyuehou and said.

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, the second thunder sword struck again in the sky.

"It's just the same trick again!"

Demon King Wangyuehou snorted coldly, vibrating his bone wings again to scatter the thunder sword.

The thunder sword did not cause real damage to Demon Emperor Wangyuehou at all, but left traces of flowing thunder and lightning on Demon Emperor Wangyuehou's bone wings. Demon Emperor Wangyuehou gently flapped the bone wings, and the thunder and lightning were thrown away.

The Demon King looked at the moon and shouted, just as he was about to speak, he saw the third thunder sword shot down in the sky.

Then the fourth, fifth, sixth...

The Ten Thousand Thunder Sword Formation is not just as simple as condensing one or two thunder swords.

The higher the cultivation level of the cultivator, the more the number of Ten Thousand Thunder Sword Formation, and the stronger the power!

With Zhang Yangqing's strength, he can already cast 29,356 thunder swords.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One after another, the thunder swords slashed towards Wangyuehou, and the speed was so fast that even Wu Daozi and others could not see clearly.

Wu Daozi and Fakong looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

They all knew that the combat power of sword cultivators was stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, but they really didn't expect that the combat power of sword cultivators was so much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.

This Ten Thousand Thunder Sword Formation, if you ask yourself, they have no confidence to take it, or they can't take it at all.

I saw that the body of the demon king Wangyuehou in the air on the opposite side kept falling, and his body was surrounded by thunder and lightning, turning into a huge thunder ball.

However, the thunder swords in the sky did not stop because of this, and they still slashed one after another.

"Boom!"

The body of the demon king Wang Yuehou fell heavily on the ground. As lightning swords fell one after another, a huge hole appeared on the ground.

"Zizizizi..."

The trees around the body of the demon king Wang Yuehou were all affected by lightning and lost their lives, turning into charcoal.

"This evil beast is dead."

Wu Daozi looked at the Ten Thousand Thunder Sword Formation that was still going on, with lingering fear.

Fortunately, he was not Zhang Yangqing's enemy. This sword maniac was too terrifying. He couldn't afford to offend him.

Fakong was thinking the same thing as Wu Daozi at this time.

"It's better not to provoke Yunlan Sword Sect in the future. Zhang Yangqing is so terrifying. I don't know how terrifying Weiqing is." Wu Daozi murmured.

Fakong beside him also nodded, admiring him greatly.