Chapter 164: Kill the Great Demon King, the Terrifying Sword Master!



Chapter 164: Kill the Great Demon King, the Terrifying Sword Master!

The swords and flying swords throughout the city were trembling, which made the monks in the city very excited. They even raised their swords and held them in the air.

"It's the sword intent of Fudao Sword Master!"

"Fudao Sword Master heard our cries!"

"This sword intent is the sword intent of Fudao Sword Master!"

"Such a vast sword power should be able to defeat that six-headed Jiao Luo, right?"

"Where is Fudao Jianzun? Is he in the city?"

There was a deafening uproar in the city and everyone was very excited.

Clang——

The sound of swords being unsheathed suddenly drowned out the noisy voices. Swords rose high into the sky, their tips pointing upwards, hovering at the same height. There were more than a million of them, and their sword lights were shining brightly, unable to be obscured even by the flying snow.

On the Bu Tian Terrace, Gu Zong stood up, and the other disciples did the same, all looking up at the sword in the sky.

Emperor Xie stood on the eaves, looking up at this scene. The face of this great demon in the Xuanxin realm was full of disbelief.

"Such sword intent..."

Di Xie murmured to himself. After so many years in Taixuan Sect, he had a deep feeling for Fudao Sword Master's sword intent. He thought he had overestimated Fudao Sword Master, but now he realized how unfathomable Fudao Sword Master was.

Even though he had the cultivation base of the third level of the Mysterious Heart Realm, facing this sword intent, Emperor Xie still felt that it was out of his reach.

Under the gaze of the entire city, millions of swords flew northward together. The sword energy burst out, dispersing the flying snow between the sky and the earth. The force was unstoppable and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye. The white sky was cut in half, revealing the blue sky and the scenery was magnificent.

Gu Zong's hair was blown messy by the strong wind. He looked in the direction where the millions of swords were leaving, and a smile appeared on his face, no longer as gloomy as before.

"Six-headed Jiao Luo, can you withstand the strongest sword of Taixuan Sect?"

Dajiang Dynasty, Northern Territory.

An endless stream of monks flew towards the north, like a rain of arrows, so vast and mighty that it dispersed the snow in the sky, creating a spectacular sight.

Looking in the direction of their flight, thousands of miles away, on the demon battlefield, the six-headed Jiao Luo had already leaped over the bottomless canyon. Countless demons leaped over the canyon and followed him to crush the human race.

The six-headed Jiao Luo was holding a great cultivator in the Xuanxin realm in his hand, and no matter how he struggled, he could not escape from his grasp.

Thousands of feet away, great monks in the Xuanxin realm kept casting spells, but unfortunately their spells and magical powers did not cause any damage to the six-headed Jiao Luo, and they could not even break his armor.

Rocks kept falling like meteor showers, hitting the army of demons, but the six-headed Jiao Luo had no intention of protecting his men.

As he moved forward, he threw the great monk of the Xuanxin realm in his hand into his mouth. While chewing, his six dragon heads twisted and scanned the surroundings. From time to time, he raised his hand, captured the half-dead monsters in the distance, and swallowed them in one gulp. Blood spilled like rain, and the mouth of each dragon head was stained red with blood, which was horrifying and terrifying.

His posture was so lazy and arrogant.

All the cultivators in the Xuanxin Realm felt despair. They had never felt so powerless when facing Jing Tuxian of the Tanhua Sect before, because Jing Tuxian died too quickly at that time. But now they truly felt the power of the Mahayana Realm.

Lu Lingjun stood on the Bai Ling Demon Emperor. Her hair was disheveled and her right shoulder was covered in blood and bubbles kept coming out of it. She looked at the six-headed Jiao Luo from afar, her eyes full of unwillingness.

"I can't fight you at all! If you keep holding on like this, you might end up falling into his mouth any day!"

Demon Emperor Bai Ling was dejected. He had no courage to reach the fusion state at all. He just wanted to escape from here.

Lu Lingjun took a deep breath. She knew that if she continued fighting like this, there would be no chance of winning and only sacrifices would be in vain.

She had the idea of ​​retreating, and not just retreating from the battlefield, but leaving this continent.

Just at this moment.

She seemed to sense something and turned her head suddenly, her eyes widened with disbelief.

The sky and earth behind her were vast, white snow covered everything, and snow fog came towards her with the wind.

Not only her, more and more monks sensed something and turned their heads to look.

Liang Canghai, the leader of the Cangtian Sect, with disheveled hair and covered in blood, held a huge tripod in his right hand, with thousands of green lights bursting out from it. He swept across the battlefield, and blood spurted wherever he passed. However, his attacks on the six-headed Jiao Luo had no effect at all.

He suddenly turned sideways and looked back with wide eyes.

The six-headed Jiao Luo, which was moving forward and eating at the same time, also felt something, and its six heads turned forward one after another.

His six dragon faces became ferocious and roared forward together. The dragon roars shook the earth. Countless monks and monsters with low cultivation levels were shocked and bled from all their orifices.

The six-headed Jiao Luo raised his hand, demonic energy burst out from his palm, and a huge bone knife appeared out of thin air. He held the knife with both hands and slashed forward angrily.

With a slash of the sword, demonic energy surged out like waves, transforming into black dragons that rushed towards the end of heaven and earth, sweeping across the sky and earth. Those cultivators who had no time to dodge along the way were hit and turned into ashes in an instant.

boom--

A shocking roar came from the end of heaven and earth, and sword light flashed between heaven and earth. A terrifying sword energy came at a speed far exceeding the black dragon's evil energy, and countless cultivators along the way were swept by the sword energy.

These monks only felt that the sky and the earth suddenly became brighter, and then they were enveloped by a mysterious and vast sword intent. Their pupils dilated, and swords surrounded by sword energy passed by them and forcefully squeezed into their field of vision.

Lu Lingjun had a high level of cultivation and a faster reaction, but she was still overwhelmed by countless swords. She didn't dare to move and could only watch those swords kill the six-headed Jiao Luo.

She opened her beautiful eyes wide, filled with shock.

It happened so fast! The huge sword energy formed by millions of swords gathered together and powerfully shattered the evil black dragons, and rushed towards the six-headed Jiao Luo.

The six-headed Jiao Luo reacted extremely quickly. After swinging his sword, the six dragon heads opened their mouths at the same time and spewed out billowing flames, like a flaming river sweeping across the sky.

boom--

The raging flames were dispersed, and the huge body of the six-headed Jiao Luo was hit and retreated one after another, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, like a rainstorm falling to the ground.

After seven steps, the six-headed Jiao Luo stopped. Millions of swords had pierced through his body, drew an upward arc in the sky behind him, and then hovered in the air.

Countless cultivators and demons looked closely, the evil spirit dissipated, and the dragon heads fell to the ground, raising billowing dust.

The terrifying body of the six-headed Jiao Luo was covered with blood holes, so densely packed that it made one's scalp tingle. Its life was completely gone.

The sword intent of Taicang Jingshen Sword powerfully destroyed his soul. There was a demon pill floating in the sky among the swords. It was the Mahayana demon pill of the six-headed Jiao Luo.

The world is silent!

Whether it was the human cultivators or the demons, they all stared at the scene in amazement.

The nearly invincible six-headed Jiao Luo died just like that?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh…

Millions of swords began to fly towards the Taicang Dynasty. The sound of swords breaking through the air was heard continuously, breaking the silence.

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“Fu Dao Sword Master! He is our Tai Xuan Sect’s Fu Dao Sword Master!”

A great monk shouted in ecstasy. Not only him, but all the monks who had gone to the Butiantai to feel the sword intent became excited and shouted the name of Fudao Sword Master.

Lu Lingjun looked up at the millions of swords in the sky that looked like a meteor shower, his eyes full of complexity.

The Bai Ling Demon Emperor under her feet was also stunned and speechless.

"kill--"

Liang Canghai shouted loudly, his tone equally excited, and at a command, the monks of Cangtian Sect took the lead in killing the demon army.

After witnessing the death of the six-headed Jiao Luo, the demon army immediately collapsed and began to flee in panic. The demon kings even leaped up and fled back to the demon land at full speed.

The mighty group of swords swept across mountains and lakes, attracting the attention of monks, common people, and monsters along the way.

Dajiang Dynasty, Taichen Dynasty, Beihai Mountains...

Zhenren Xuanmiao stood on the hillside, looking at the group of swords flying towards him from the horizon, his eyes full of confusion.

A few breaths ago, he saw a group of millions of swords flying to the north. How come they came back so quickly? He watched the group of millions of swords disappear into the sky, and then stood there thinking.

During the flight, Gu An appeared out of nowhere among the group of swords, took away the demon pill of the six-headed Jiao Luo, and then disappeared.

He returned to the Xuan Gu attic, and no one knew he had disappeared for two breaths.

He used his spiritual sense to control the millions of swords to return to the outer city. With the memory and insight of the Nirvana Realm, he made the millions of swords return to their masters, causing the whole city to boil.

Killing the six-headed Jiao Luo gave Gu An 800 years of life, which was far less than the life span brought by the eighth-level spirit tree.

Gu An picked up Taoist Xunchun and calmed down.

I wonder if this action will lead to a great catastrophe for demons.

If the great catastrophe of demons comes ahead of time, he can only go on a killing spree to reach a lifespan of tens of millions of years as soon as possible.

He didn't want to slaughter people and become a demon, but in order to survive, he had to lower his principles.

In the process of taking away life, Gu An was always worried that killing too much would form a mental demon or sin. Such things were not uncommon in the world of immortal cultivation, so he relied on flowers and plants as much as possible to prolong his life.

Of course, he was more afraid of killing too much and attracting enemies that were difficult to defeat.

He tried not to think about it, and thought about what kind of life function would be unlocked by living for tens of millions of years? ...

Inside the outer gate city.

Emperor Xie looked at the ecstatic monks on the Bu Tian Platform with a dazed expression.

With his perception, he could sense that the evil aura of the six-headed Jiao Luo had dissipated.

How long has it been?

The Sword Master Fu Dao actually used someone else's sword to successfully kill the six-headed Jiao Luo...

Emperor Xie knew the Six-headed Jiao Luo. He hated the Six-headed Jiao Luo, but he had to admit that the Six-headed Jiao Luo was very strong and could be considered top-notch among the seventy-two great demon kings.

How powerful is Fudao Sword Master who can easily kill the six-headed Jiao Luo?

Emperor Xie suddenly felt that the outcome of the upcoming war between the two tribes was unpredictable.

Fudao Jianzun may become the biggest stumbling block for his father.

He was not worried, he was even looking forward to it.

Compared with the atmosphere of the demon clan, he prefers the atmosphere of Taixuan Sect. At least the Taixuan Sect will not kill each other.

Emperor Xie raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes teasing, and he thought curiously in his heart: "Master Demon, you are so arrogant and think you can deduce everything in the world, but can you calculate the Sword Master Fudao?"

He walked up to the Bu Tian Terrace, ready to continue observing the sword intent of Fu Dao Sword Master.

He had a premonition that the sword power of Fudao Sword Master would be the greatest opportunity he would encounter in his life! Here it comes! (End of this chapter)


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