Chapter 404 Lion Camel
The demon boy released his Dao Heart, his nerves tense, staring at Tang Wanzhou: "You are not a martial artist of the first level of the Immortal Realm!"
"I achieved immortality a year ago and defeated you. I believe you will not accept the defeat. In this case, let's be fair. As long as you can catch my fourteen swords, I will spare your life today." Tang Wanzhou said.
Mo Tong had never seen anyone crazier than him. Who in the same realm dared to speak to him like that?
The opponent was indeed very powerful, and Mo Tong did not dare to underestimate him at all: "Where is your sword?"
"You think that magic weapons are all external objects, and that you can be invincible with bare hands. It would be unfair for me to defeat you with a sword."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Wanzhou had appeared a hundred meters above the demon boy's head, standing in mid-air with an indifferent look in his eyes, his hand clenched into a sword's finger, and slashed down from the air.
"Zhan Chen!"
The first of the fourteen swords of the Immortal Killing Divine Snow.
The sword light turned into a white frost waterfall, falling from the sky.
The demon boy was unable to dodge and could only feel the opponent's thoughts, like a thousand mountains pressing down on him. He had no choice but to hold up hundreds of demon heads and transform into a Taoist magic picture to take it.
"boom!"
The sword energy was unstoppable, breaking the magic picture and shattering more than a dozen demon heads.
Under the demon boy's feet, the ground was cut open by a sword-like gully hundreds of meters long, and a foot thick white frost spread to both sides with the gully as the center.
"Who are you?"
The demon boy quickly used his body skills and Taoist magic to distance himself from Tang Wanzhou. He always felt that this woman could not be in the first level of the realm of immortality.
"You came to Lingxiao Habitat, didn't you come to challenge me?"
Tang Wanzhou's body turned into a sword beam and chased after him: "Break the Mountain!"
The second sword was slashed out, and the sword energy swept across, accompanied by wind and snow all over the sky, as if it was going to freeze a thousand miles.
"Are you Tang Wanqiu's sister?"
The demon boy was shocked but also suddenly realized something. He did not dare to take on Tang Wanzhou's swordsmanship with his bare hands. The sword had too strong a penetrating power and any Taoist magic seemed to be broken by it.
He broke free from Tang Wanzhou's will, leaped up from the ground, and soared into the sky.
“Wow!”
The sword energy slashed across a hundred-meter-high hill in front, and penetrated the mountain.
Mo Tong has always been very confident in his speed and proud of it, but this time, he began to doubt himself.
Tang Wanzhou took a step across the space, appeared diagonally above and behind him, and slashed out the third "Wuxiang" sword.
Sword beams came from all directions. The demon boy hurriedly retracted his Taoist heart and condensed it into a magic light shield with a diameter of three meters. He then performed four kinds of Taoist magic in succession and shot them in all directions.
The fourth sword flew straight at him, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, breaking all the defenses of the demon boy and knocking him down from the sky.
“Bang!”
The demon boy's body fell heavily to the ground.
A deep bloody hole appeared on the left chest, his mouth was open, full of blood, and a hoarse laugh came from his throat.
He was completely crazy and could not accept such a failure. The blood tower mark between his eyebrows was bright red and kept flashing.
Tang Wanzhou fell to the ground, grabbed his neck with five fingers, and plowed forward.
The skin of the demon boy's neck and upper body was covered with strange blood-colored armor. One hand clasped Tang Wanzhou's wrist and the other formed a fist, with a large amount of scriptures pouring out from his palm.
Tang Wanzhou lifted him up from the mud and struck him hard on the heart with a sword.
The sword energy was dense and gathered at one point, breaking the mysterious scripture armor.
The demon boy spurted blood, flew backwards, and half-knelt on the ground, with blood pouring out of his heart. There was a blood hole from the sword, piercing through his vest.
"Speak now, if you keep fighting, you will be killed! What's going on with Zimuquan?" Tang Wanzhou walked to the opposite side of him, and a large number of swords made of ice and snow appeared behind him.
Zuoqiu Ling, Song Yulou and Yao Xingyue appeared at three different positions behind the demon boy to prevent him from escaping.
"Awesome, it seems I really met my match today."
The voice coming out of the demon boy's mouth was that of a middle-aged man.
The blood on the ground suddenly turned into wisps of blood and quickly flowed to his brow.
The mark of the blood tower released complex and mysterious blood-colored scriptures, and a wave of transcendent aura erupted.
"Transcendental Scriptures..."
Tang Wanzhou pointed his finger forward, and the ice and snow sword behind him turned into a rain of swords and flew out.
"Bang! Bang..."
A blood-red nine-story magic tower flew out from the demon boy's body and shattered all the flying ice and snow swords.
The nine-story magic tower, under the stimulation of the magic child's magic energy, expanded rapidly and became dozens of feet high.
The tower seems to be made of blood jade and is covered with transcendental scriptures.
From the nine tower gates, magical energy containing a transcendental aura gushed out. The magical energy condensed into liquid and poured down like nine waterfalls, sprinkling on the demon boy.
"Didn't you claim that magic weapons are foreign objects and that you don't bother to use them?"
"That's because he has never met a master of the same level, so he is so self-righteous. When facing a martial artist of a higher level, he will only think that he loses because of his level."
Zuoqiu Ling, Song Yulou and Yao Xingyue retreated quickly and were not worried about Tang Wanzhou.
Tang Wanzhou has been observing and gazing at the blood-colored magic tower: "Is this what you inherited from the Holy Infant? The nine springs of the Holy Infant are sealed in the nine-story tower, right? If I am not mistaken, the power of the alienated mother and child springs must be related to this tower."
"You don't take me seriously enough, and you will pay the price for it."
The demon boy absorbed the Nine Springs' energy in the tower, and the scripture armor on his skin reappeared. He took a step forward, controlling the magic tower that was dozens of feet high, and attacked Tang Wanzhou.
Tang Wanzhou stepped back to avoid the attack.
The blood tower exploded with a loud bang, causing the ground in front of her to sink.
Ten miles away, Li Weiyi appeared on a piece of broken scorched earth, observing the confrontation in the distance. He mobilized his magic energy to grab one of the ears of the Medicine King Furnace that had fallen here before, and threw it towards Tang Wanzhou.
Tang Wanzhou jumped into the air and grabbed the flying Medicine King furnace. The Dharma energy surged out from the ancestral field. Suddenly, the furnace fire was reignited, and tens of thousands of scriptures flew out. The heat released melted the soil on the ground.
"boom!"
The Nine-story Magic Tower and the Medicine King Furnace collided with each other, and blood and flames divided the night sky.
The sound of the collision was like the ringing of a celestial bell, and could be heard in towns hundreds of miles away.
"boom!"
A large number of cracks appeared on the ground, and the underground river of blood flowed back to the surface.
The two men suddenly separated and then came together, both holding heavy weapons and smashing down.
The scriptures on the magic weapons could fly dozens of miles away during the collision.
Tang Wanzhou was very strong. Even though the opponent had the advantage in weapons and magic power, he still kept moving forward, beating the demon boy back continuously, with blood flowing from his mouth and nose.
“Boom!”
During the fifth collision, the demon boy was shaken by layers of powerful waves until his flesh and blood seemed to be torn apart. He could no longer bear it, and his body left the Nine-story Magic Tower, was thrown backwards, and crashed into a mound of earth.
Tang Wanzhou flew to the top of the nine-story blood tower. He looked around with a cold and sharp look in his eyes. From a distance of a hundred feet, he slashed out a dazzling sword light that pierced the night sky and landed on the demon boy.
"No thought!"
This sword is not just sword energy.
It is also the sword intent.
Directly cut the soul.
"ah……"
The mound was lifted up by the sword energy and was immediately frozen by frost.
The demon boy's soul was damaged, and he let out a scream of extreme unwillingness.
With a snap, he shattered the frost with one punch and crawled out from underground. His hands were shaking, and he gritted his teeth and stared at the tall figure on the top of the tower: "If you want to kill me, you must die. Tonight, you must die..."
…
A hundred miles away, Li Clan Chaoran and Li Shentong stood by the wide river, with a vast expanse of white snow behind them.
Li Shentong sighed, "Tang Wanzhou is indeed the brightest young star in Lingxiao Biosphere in the past thousand years. The demon boy was defeated so quickly and miserably. Such a proud girl of heaven must be the best in the vast Yingzhou, right?"
"Since it is so dazzling, let it go out tonight..."
As soon as Li Zuchaoran finished speaking, he looked towards the dense forest on the other side of the river. In the depth and darkness, he saw a tall and majestic figure, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.
The figure seemed to have been standing in the forest for a long time, yet it also seemed to have just appeared.
"It's you, how come you are in Fuzhou?" Li Zuchao's tone was full of surprise.
The tall figure walked out of the darkness step by step, emitting a domineering and arrogant aura. His long hair was braided into strands and tied behind his head. His face seemed to be carved by nature, no different from the tough and handsome statues in the temples.
His slightly bronze skin exudes a dazzling luster, his arms are long and slender, and his palms are broad as if he has the power to hold up the world. His nose bridge is like the tallest snow-capped mountain in the north, with clear contours, connecting to his eyes that are domineering and sharp, but do not reveal his inner thoughts at all.
Such an outstanding aura frightened Li Shentong who was standing next to him, and he wanted to kneel down.
The strongest man in the North, Tang Shituo, stared at the Li clan's Chaoran opposite him, and said, "Li Longshu, have you ever thought about the consequences of killing my daughter? Let me tell you, the Li clan has no need to exist, and even if you escape back to the Demon Kingdom, I will definitely cross the Nether Realm and kill you."
His tone was full of unquestionable determination, which put Li Longshu under tremendous pressure.
Li Longshu thought about it and soon realized that the reason why Tang Shituo appeared in Fuzhou was that he must be plotting to attack the main temple of the Dao Sect. He calmed his mind and sneered: "Tang Shituo, aren't you afraid that Qilin Zang will take the opportunity to attack your northern camp?"
"It dares to go to the northern border. Isn't it afraid that the King of the West Sea will destroy its army in the western border?" Tang Shituo said.
"You are the enemy of the prince and ruin his plans. You in the North should take care of yourself. Let's go!"
Li Longshu rolled up the Li Shentong behind him, transformed it into a cloud of magical energy, and quickly disappeared on the ice and snow field.
…
Tang Wanzhou put away the nine-story magic tower and turned it into a nine-inch blood-red small tower. He held it in his palm and glanced at the demon child lying in the ice and snow: "It seems that you have taken a lot of my moves. Well, I will keep my word and spare your life today. Zuoqiu ordered you to bring him back to Lingxiao City and present him to the Third Palace Master. Go and claim your reward!"
How could Zuoqiu Ling not know what she was thinking?
Everyone present could see that the Nine-Story Magic Tower was the key to solving the hidden dangers of the Mother and Child Spring.
Killing the demon child will lead to endless troubles.
Zuo Qiu Ling said, "Young Master, it's not fair for you to divert the trouble to the south, is it?"
"It's up to you. He is the main person of the three palaces anyway."
Tang Wanzhou left and met up with Li Weiyi, who was dozens of miles away. "Come with me to the northern border! With your intelligence and the trump cards you hold, you will definitely achieve great things in the Tangting camp. I can provide the seven little ones with enough resources to help them grow quickly. The battle of Lingxiao City will surely go down in the history of Lingxiao Habitat. If the human race is defeated, the world will certainly fall apart. If the human race wins, then my Xuejian Tangting and Zuoqiumen will divide the world into north and south."
Li Weiyi stared at her bright and burning eyes, his heart caught in a whirlpool of complex emotions.
On the snowy plain in the distance, a lion and a camel, each as big as a hill, were walking towards them.
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