Chapter 345 Sword Master
Inside the Sword Pavilion, Ning Ruoxi was activating the formation disk to open the Tianxuan Secret Realm, while the Sword Master closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Delay would lead to unexpected changes, so Ning Ruoxi did not hesitate to expend her blood and energy again to speed up the opening of the Tianxuan Secret Realm.
Suddenly, the Sword Master opened his eyes and stood up with a serious look on his face, "Ning Baibai, he's here."
Ning Ruoxi's movements paused for a moment, but then she activated the formation even more desperately.
"It seems that he can't escape. I will go out to hold him back. You think of a way to escape!" The Sword Master didn't want to drag Ning Ruoxi down. For him, Ning Ruoxi inherited his sword skills. He hoped that Ning Ruoxi could survive and go further on the road of cultivation in the future.
"Senior..." Ning Ruoxi didn't know what to say. The Demon King had arrived and the outcome was decided.
Even if Ning Ruoxi opened the Tianxuan Secret Realm, with the speed of the Demon King, he would be able to stop the Sword Master and Ning Ruoxi before they entered the secret realm.
"Ning Baibai, live well!" The Sword Master left a word and walked out of the secret room. He activated the defensive ban on the secret room, hoping it would work.
The Demon King stood on top of the clouds, his entire body shrouded in demonic energy, with only a pair of scarlet eyes revealed.
"Is this the Sword Pavilion?" The Demon King looked down at the Sword Pavilion with disdain. His spiritual sense had already discovered the Sword Master, but he was not in a hurry to kill him.
Although the Demon King worked for Huang Tian, he was not happy with Huang Tian giving him orders, and he had the final say on how to kill.
The Sword Master opened the stone door and walked out of the Sword Pavilion. The Moon Jade Sword was shining with a cool light, and the sword body was shaking slightly. The Sword Master flicked the sword lightly, and a crisp clanging sound came out.
"Old friend, today may be the last battle between you and me." The Sword Master looked at the Moon Jade Sword and sighed.
Then, he narrowed his eyes and took the initiative to walk towards the direction of the Demon King.
The Demon King stood with his hands behind his back. Although he had lost an arm, the dangerous aura emanating from him did not diminish in the slightest.
"Interesting." The moment the Sword Master appeared, the Demon King used his demon intuition to sense that the Sword Master was a master. The sword aura enveloped the Sword Master's whole body, but it was very restrained. Only a strong person in the God Realm could discover this.
"Are you afraid of death?" The voice of the Demon King was very low and carried a bit of sarcasm.
The sword master said nothing, but pointed the Moon Jade Sword at the Demon King. He was ready for battle.
Zheng———
A sound of sword rang out, and the figure of the Sword Master disappeared on the spot. The Demon King turned around and threw a punch. With a "bang", the punch hit the blade of the Moon Jade Sword. At the same time, the figure of the Sword Master flew backwards for more than ten thousand feet.
"You are too slow!" The Demon King shook his head, as if lamenting that it is hard to meet a genius. "If you had met me earlier, it would have been great if we could have fought each other at the same level."
The energy and blood in the sword master's body were shaking constantly. He had just flashed behind the Demon King and wanted to launch a sneak attack on him, but the Demon King directly responded to his attack.
In a hurry, the sword master could only use the Moon Jade Sword to block. Now, a tiny crack has appeared on the blade of the Moon Jade Sword.
The gap between the emperor realm and the god realm is separated by a chasm.
The Demon King gently raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and dark demonic energy poured into his hand, finally transforming into a ferocious black dragon, roaring and rushing towards the Sword Master.
The Sword Master closed his eyes and entered the realm of sword enlightenment. The next moment, the Sword Master waved the Moon Jade Sword and shouted, "The sword path returns to its origin."
The Moon Jade Sword flew out of his hand and stabbed towards the black dragon with an unrivaled aura.
The black dragon swallowed the Moon Jade Sword in one gulp and looked at the sword owner provocatively.
The Sky Demon King rode on the black dragon's head and said, "The sword that the sword cultivator is so proud of is gone. What else can you use to fight me?"
"Why don't you come with me to the Demon Realm? There, the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm can't kill you."
"Dream on!" The Sword Master rejected coldly. He would rather die in battle than join the alien race.
"Hehe... this is not up to you!" The Demon King was determined to have the Sword Master join the Demon Clan. If the Sword Master disagreed, then he would control his mind. What the Demon King needed was the Sword Master's powerful combat capability.
In the eyes of the Demon King, the Sword Master does not need to participate in the war between immortals and demons. He only needs to stay in the Demon Clan to intimidate other demons who have rebellious intentions.
"The devil has no heart!"
The red color in the Demon King's eyes became extremely strange. The Sword Master accidentally looked into his eyes, and his eyes also turned red.
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"Yuer, it's time to get up and have breakfast. After breakfast, you still have to go to school!"
Lin Yu heard a woman's urging voice in his ears. He opened his eyes in a daze. The moment he saw the woman, Lin Yu blurted out, "Mom..."
"Yu'er, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Seeing that Lin Yu's face didn't look good, the woman immediately put the back of her hand on Lin Yu's forehead.
"I didn't catch a cold either... Did you have a nightmare?"
Lin Yu had a headache. He seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, he was fighting with a man called Demon King?
Lin Yu tried hard to recall the details of his dream, but there was a force hiding his memory, and soon he forgot the dream.
"Mom, I'm fine." Lin Yu shook his head. Apart from still feeling a little dizzy, the pain was gone.
"That's good. Go and have breakfast. After breakfast, I'll take you to the private school."
"good."
Lin Yu sat at the table, holding the simple vegetable porridge on the table and drinking it. It tasted strange yet familiar...
"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" When the woman came out after tidying up the bed, she saw Lin Yu with tears streaming down his face.
"I... I'm fine." Lin Yu didn't know how to explain, and he suddenly wanted to cry.
"Are you too tired from studying recently? How about asking your teacher for a day off today? You can have a good rest at home."
"No need, Mom, I'm fine..."
Seeing that Lin Yu insisted on going to the private school, the woman stopped forcing him.
Lin Yu is thirteen years old this year. His father died when he was three years old. Now Lin Yu and his mother depend on each other for survival.
Lin Yu also asked his mother what was the cause of his father's death.
His mother's answer was simple. She said that his father was a great general who fought in many battles and unfortunately died in a war.
The private school classes seemed boring to Lin Yu. He didn’t like all the literary stuff and was more interested in the unique skills of the village’s martial artists.
After school every day, he would run to the Wusheng yard to watch the martial artists practice martial arts.
Today, the Wusheng Courtyard was closed, so Lin Yu had to return home, but saw a man beating his mother.
Lin Yu's mind went blank, but he quickly reacted and pushed the man away, "Don't bully my mother!"
"Yu'er!" When the woman saw Lin Yu, she immediately embraced him in her arms.
The man was very angry that Lin Yu dared to push him, but when he saw Lin Yu's face, he was stunned, "She is your mother?"
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