Chapter 415: Sky demon

Fang Ce's lips were chapped, his throat trembling, and he spoke hard, but he tried to get up, but he couldn't do it at all.
Dianzhao Mountain blinked, and a drop of sweat slipped off. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "Do you still have the strength to stand up?"
Fang Ce quickly gave up trying, he was paralyzed in the desert, quietly waiting for the recovery of his strength, and he was not willing to fall behind and said: "When my strength recovers, it is your death."
"Ah."
Dianzhao Mountain only smiled briefly, and then stopped talking. He looked at the sky and exhaled.
After ten years of hatred, he finally found a vent in the restless battle of the past seven days, but for them, this is not enough.
Far from enough.
With the truce between the two, the original murderous desert suddenly became quiet, without a trace of wind, and the sky and the yellow sand showed absolute stillness.
The unusual abrupt appearance of the sword light almost covered the sky almost instantly, surging, but the rapidity made people wonder whether they had an illusion, a stern sword, agitating the sky, hunting by the wind, sweeping all directions, and dazzling. China's Huaguang came from a distance, and spread farther into the distance, endless and consistent with the sky!
Dianzhao Mountain and Fang Ce were almost sitting up at the same time, looking at the sky covered sword sky of Jiu Tian with wide eyes, the more they looked, the more they were shocked.
The rare black eyes of Dianzhao Shannong appeared surprised: "One sword is derived from all kinds of methods, but this sword light is not like enlightenment, it seems to be... Thunder fire water wind, the power of the four robbers is complete, the sword light is full of There are countless demons and mortals, this is what, how many lives are there?"
Fang Ce looked at Jian Jianmang in the sky, his thoughts turned, his eyes suddenly condensed: "It is Lin Fei!"
Dianzhao Mountain subconsciously wanted to refute, but was silent.
The performance of a sword with ten thousand swords is the power of ten thousand sword tactics. Looking at Jianzong with a glance, the one who cultivated ten thousand sword tactics out of the doorway is nothing but Lin Fei...
"It's him."
In the end, Dianzhao Mountain nodded, but then, a greater shock struck.
Lin Fei, this year asked the winner of Jianzong’s true biography, the 13th true disciple, but this sword is enough to show its strength, but both of them should think carefully. The true disciple's opponent...
For more than a decade, Dianzhao Mountain has fought outside, and Fang Ce has been under the magic weapon. Except for the encounter where Bei Mo asked the sword peak before, the two had almost never dealt with Lin Fei. It was Wan Jianjue, who also ridiculed in his heart. Later, he heard that he had a conflict with Li Qingshan, and the two were almost in an endless situation. Later, he heard that the disciple was in a dead end, but he abandoned it with his own strength. Tang Tiandu, dare to confront the elder Tian Quanfeng...
One thing after another, I didn't think there was anything at the time, but now I think about it, but it just adds more shock.
The gray-faced, scarred two people, now only realized that Lin Fei, the true disciple of the 13th who asked Jianzong in the rank, unconsciously, has now reached the point where he is now.
After looking at the sky-covered, long-lasting glare of the sword, Dianzhao Mountain and Fang Ce then looked at each other's embarrassed appearances. Suddenly, the mood was frustrated, and the thought of fighting was weakened.
Fang Ce stood up swayingly, and laughed at himself: "What are we talking about? Are we both? Brother Lin has already reached this point, but we are wasting all our time on the battle, ridiculous, ridiculous."
"It's ridiculous."
Dianzhao Mountain got up, pulled out the seven-killing knife from the yellow sand, received the scabbard, back to his back, he stood upright, stood straight, with a soldier's strength and blood on his body, he looked at the sky. Jian Guang squinted his eyes: "I don't know what Li Qingshan should feel if he sees this sword mang."
"When you leave the Dragon Bone World, it is the time for a decisive battle between life and death."
Fang Ce turned and left, he extended a hand and pointed towards the sky.
"I am waiting."
Dianzhao Mountain carried a long sword and walked in the opposite direction.
Soon, the figures of the two disappeared into the vast desert.
...
To the southeast of the Dragon Bone Realm, it is the land boundary of the Jade Dragon Kingdom. During the period, there are many mountains and mountains. The mountains are rushing to the sky. The green trees are everywhere. The climate is warm and humid. The vines are countless, and the layers of demon are pervading. The sky is heavy, as if a storm is coming. , The humidity in the air is heavier.
In the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there are more than ten old trees hugging each other. There is no sunlight all year round, and brightly colored plants bloom in the shade of the trees.
A magnificent figure suddenly arrived, passing through the gap between the trees like a phantom, the guy scattered all over the body, and looked miserable. I don’t know who was cut by the sword marks all over, and the monster was leaking, and even the human form was not maintained. Lived, turned into a gorgeous piranha flower, a pale face has occasionally emerged from the piranha flower, panic-stricken, trying to completely conceal himself in the fuchsia demon gas, running forward.
The cultivation of the piranha demon belongs to the peak of the demon king, and the beasts around him ran away. The wind in front of him opened the road, the power of the demon was heavy, and the old tree shattered and the vitality was cut off!
"No, don't kill me..."
The bleak voice frequently came out of the purple-red demonish spirit of the piranha demon. He seemed to be terribly afraid, and he couldn't find a way, and cried again and again!
At this moment, a more fierce demon spirit emerged out of thin air, dark red like blood, magnificent mighty, like the raging waves of the sea, tyrannical abnormality, the surrounding mountains trembling, the thunder thunder exploded, and in an instant, the purple demon Qi is the center, terrible storm sweeps all directions, smashes everything, shatters everything!
The dark red demon air, rolling endlessly, soaring straight up, spreading away, drowning all the 100,000 mountains, such as the pressure of the sky, so that countless monsters among the rolling mountains prostrate on the ground, trembling, full of fear , Loud roar through the eight wildernesses, shattering the sky and clouds!
The cannibal flower demon was so frightened that it burst into a tremendous prestige. The huge flowers spread out from the fluttering demon qi, which was extremely gorgeous, killing intent, and a big mouth. He wanted to inhale the demon qi in front of him. !
brush!
A bright red sword light emerged in vain, set off infinite demon spirit, in the wave-like turbulent demon spirit, an ancient heavenly demon appeared and disappeared, the overwhelming coercion almost crushed the 100,000 high mountains, the cannibal demon The petals shattered a little bit, and it was desperately trying to escape, but it was held in the body by a pair of giant claws. The giant claws were as long as ten feet, ten fingers like a knife, and they were torn apart in a moment, and then pulled out Neidan and swallowed in one swallow. under!
Roar!
After swallowing the demon pill, the heavenly demon raised his head and roared, vibrating the world, and the majestic demon power rolled out, shocked for nine days, all things held their breath, like the king of the rolling mountains!
brush!
At this moment, an extremely dazzling sword light suddenly came from far away, and suddenly, the sky full of demon qi was chopped off, and there was a breath of breath. It seemed that there was only this amazing sword intention between heaven and earth!
When the demon saw the sword, the crimson light in his eyes disappeared a little bit, and the boundless demon qi was gathered into his body. Li Qingshan recovered his body. He looked white and cold, and slowly stood up and looked at the sky for a long time. The inexhaustible swordmang, sticking out the scarlet tongue, licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were stern, and he smiled in the sky, and frightened all the beasts to escape.
"Only such opponents deserve my way."
Before the words fell, Li Qingshan's beast-like eyes suddenly looked into the distance, a corner of his mouth disappeared instantly.