As soon as the fiery red phoenix appeared, the temperature of the whole place rose sharply, and the sea of ​​fire filled the sky.

The surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned, and no one could move.

"Ah! Die for me!"

The sword demon roared, and the demonic energy was overwhelming, but compared with the phoenix, it was like a candle and a bright moon.

The phoenix spread its wings, without even looking at the sword demon, and swept its tail casually. The raging flames covered the sword demon like a dragon, and dissipated between heaven and earth in an instant.

"Dang Clang!"

The demon-killing sword fell from the sky, but the sword demon had already turned into steam, and waved his sleeves without taking away a cloud of color.

The phoenix returned to the jade pendant, and everything became peaceful, as if it was just a dream.

"Hiss—"

Bai Wuchen and the other two were stunned, with beads of sweat dripping down their faces like water, and they were terrified to the extreme.

"The sword demon... is dead?"

The woman in palace dress licked her cracked lips and murmured to herself.

Who could have thought that the sword demon who slaughtered thousands of people and was so arrogant would die like this, died in this unknown mountain forest, silently, without even a fart left.

"Master, peerless master!"

Bai Wuchen shuddered, and his voice trembled a little.

"Shuang'er, you are right. It is a great opportunity for us to meet such a master! It's a pity that the scroll given to you by the senior was destroyed. I don't know if it will make the master unhappy." Bai Wuchen said worriedly.

Once this kind of master gets angry, he can blow a breath and the entire Wanjian Immortal Sect will be gone.

Bai Luoshuang also came back to her senses from the shock. She couldn't imagine that there was such a powerful person in the world. He was a sword demon, but he was killed by a jade pendant without even seeing the face of the master. It's

terrible. The boss is the boss.

"Dad, I don't think so. The scroll was just a draft of the master and he gave it to us casually." Bai Luoshuang said.

"Draft?" Bai Wuchen was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, that kind of painting is a rare treasure to us, but what does it mean to this master? It is probably just a doodle."

Whether it is the lady in palace dress or Bai Wuchen, their awe of this master has been infinitely high. This person may be an immortal from heaven, or the reincarnation of a great man.

In short, he must not be offended, and must be tried to please him.

Bai Luoshuang landed and looked at the Demon-Falling Sword curiously.

"Shuang'er, don't touch that sword!" Bai Wuchen scolded hurriedly, "The Demon-Falling Sword itself is a magic sword. Although it can quickly improve the strength of the sword user, it will make the sword user crazy and become a monster that only knows how to kill!"

Bai Luoshuang thought of the crazy look of the sword demon and quickly withdrew her hand.

The woman in palace dress also said: "Shuang'er, the sword demon was killed by the senior here, and this sword is his trophy. We must not move rashly."

Bai Wuchen believed it deeply, "Yes, that's right!"

"Will Mr. Li be affected by this sword?" Bai Luoshuang worriedly.

"Hahaha, who is this senior? How can a mere Demon-Falling Sword possibly affect him?" Bai Wuchen laughed, "When this senior comes, we must thank him politely."

The woman in palace dress pondered for a moment and whispered, "Brother, we came uninvited and I'm afraid we have already offended the senior. It's not good to stay here. It's better to go back first and prepare a thank-you gift before coming to thank him."

"Junior sister, what you said makes sense." Bai Wuchen nodded repeatedly.

Their hearts were full of respect and fear for the people here. They couldn't do anything that might offend this master. Today was really not the right time to visit.

The three of them didn't dare to stay for long and immediately flew away on their swords.

A moment later, Li Nianfan and Dahei walked out of the woods slowly. Li Nianfan was holding a hare in his hand and carrying firewood on his back, while Dahei was holding a sika deer in his mouth. The man and the dog returned home with a full load.

"Huh?"

Li Nianfan was stunned to see a black sword lying at the door of his house.

Why was the black sword left here?

Did someone come here?

Li Nianfan picked it up and held it in his hand to examine it.

The black sword was dark black, with a fashionable shape and a simple atmosphere.

"Good sword!" Li Nianfan nodded with satisfaction, "It's sharp enough, I'll use it to chop wood in the future!"

The previous axe was already old, and he was thinking of going down the mountain to buy an axe, which would save him trouble.

He walked back to the house holding the long sword.

But he didn't notice that the long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a burst of black light, and a demonic energy rushed to his palm crazily.

"Huh?"

Li Nianfan looked at the long sword in surprise, and felt a warmth in his palm.

A weapon that can generate heat, could it be that this long sword is the so-called spiritual treasure in the world of immortal cultivation?

Li Nianfan was slightly happy, he had picked up a treasure.

He didn't see that the black gas slowly condensed on the sword of the Demon-Falling Sword, and gradually turned into a skull shape.

But at this time, the skull had a confused look on his face, full of question marks.

What's going on? Someone is holding him, why is he not affected by the demonic energy at all?

"Young man, do you want to be invincible and stand on top of the world?"

"Young man, do you want endless wealth and all the beauties in the world?"

"Young man, do you want to avenge your past and trample those who once looked down on you?"

Such a deadly triple combo, how could someone remain indifferent?

Unscientific!

Could it be a salted fish?

The skeleton said that he had encountered the greatest challenge in his swordsmanship.

The next moment, it felt that it was lifted up and casually placed in a corner.

Haha, a mere mortal actually dared to put me in such a place, he doesn't know whether to live or die.

The skeleton smiled coldly and gradually took shape.

It was ready to control the Falling Demon Sword to teach this mortal a lesson, let him suffer the beating of society, thereby arousing his hatred, and then naturally embark on the path of pursuing power.

However, before he could take action, a white light shot towards it.

"Puff!"

The skeleton was directly broken up.

After a long time, it re-condensed, but it was much more illusory.

"What happened just now?"

It looked around in doubt, and finally fixed its eyes on a brush on the table.

"This, this is..."

A shudder from the soul suddenly surged through the whole body, and its body could not stop shaking.

This brush is actually countless levels higher than itself!

How is this possible?

Could it be a magic weapon?

How could there be a magic weapon in this broken place?

And it is in the hands of a mortal?

The skeleton's brain was buzzing, and countless questions popped up.

However, it quickly adjusted its mentality and prepared to continue its plan.

"Just sneak around this brush."

​​The skeleton was furious and began to control the Demon-Falling Sword to crawl forward.

"I am a magic sword, I have no emotions, I don't believe I can't control a mortal."

At this moment, another white light shot out.

"Puff!"

The skeleton fell apart again.