Chapter 382 The Demon Executioner

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"How can this be?"

At this moment, the demon envoy was angry and surprised. How could this human body be so powerful? You must know that even iron and stone cannot withstand the sword energy freely emitted by the magic sword in his hand.

This human being is holding the sword with his bare hands at this moment, and is hitting the magic sword blade with all his strength. Judging from his posture, is he trying to break the magic weapon in his hand?

Thinking of this, the Demon Envoy felt both funny and extremely angry.

"Ignorant ant, you want to smash a magic treasure made of black hell gold with your bare hands? Do you think you are a celestial creature like the young master?"

The demonic sound was faint and came down from the sky, cold and merciless.

"Buzz buzz..."

Xu Zifan was still hitting the blade of the magic knife. At this moment, he felt that his hands, which were made of gold, were a little sore.

"It's such a hard thing. What material is this knife made of?"

At this moment, Xu Zifan was also a little surprised. He had gathered all the strength in his body to weigh over a million kilograms. With such terrifying divine power, not to mention a knife, he would smash even the hardest iron and stone into pieces.

But at this moment, he took action with all his strength. Not only did he not break the magic knife, but his hands were so shaken that they hurt. This was very unimaginable.

Even now, Xu Zifan doesn't want to give up. It's even more difficult to seize the sword. The opponent's real body is in the clouds and mist. He doesn't have the ability to fly, so he can't do anything to the opponent.

And if the opponent withdraws the magic sword, the opponent's attack below will definitely be more terrifying. After comprehensive consideration, Xu Zifan feels that it is better to destroy the sword at this moment.

"I still don't believe it!"

At this moment, Xu Zifan's eyes became fierce, and his attack speed became faster. Like the hammer of the gods hitting the divine bell, the whole world was buzzing, which was extremely terrifying.

Under Xu Zifan's crazy attack, the Tongtian Demon Sword also began to react at this moment. Inexplicable lines appeared on it, intertwining black streams of light and flowing on the entire blade.

Seeing this scene, Xu Zifan was startled at first, and then suddenly he was extremely surprised. He hit the magic sword with a force of millions of kilograms, and finally had a reaction. The inexplicable lines that appeared on it were the cast magic sword.

The formation patterns printed inside it at all times.

Because Xu Zifan himself has mastered the Taoist Instrument Sutra, although his mastery of the Taoist Instrument Sutra is still at the entry level at this time, he can still see these simple things.

At this moment, these formation lines appeared on the blade of the magic sword because his attack stimulated the defensive ability of this magic weapon. On the other hand, it can also be said that Xu Zifan's continuous attacks are still

It was very terrifying, triggering the most primitive formation pattern within the magic knife, just to resist the force exerted on it by Xu Zifan.

On the black magic sword, magic light flows, rippling like water waves, protecting the entire magic sword body.

"Huh? What's going on?"

In the magic mist of the sky, the demon envoy looked at the strange behavior of the magic sword in his hand with a look of surprise. This magic sword has followed him for endless years, and he has never seen such a strange phenomenon occur with the magic sword in his hand.

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However, as an extraordinary being, his intuition is also very sharp. At this moment, he feels that the abnormality produced by the magic knife in his hand is not a good phenomenon, and there is a big problem in it.

"Could this human being really be able to damage the magic sword made of black hell gold?" The demon's green eyes looked at Xu Zifan who was hitting the magic sword on the ground as if he was going crazy, and murmured to himself, but very quickly

Quickly he shook his head.

"Impossible, how can this human being be on par with the young master? Even in the Demon Prison Realm, the young master is among the top ranked creatures."

After thinking of this, the Demon Envoy thought of the young master's indescribable strength, talent, and past horrific achievements. Suddenly he felt that he was really mad at this human being, who actually conquered the invincible young master.

Compared to a weak human being in this wild land.

In his opinion, there is no comparison between the two. It is simply a comparison between a bright moon and a firefly. Of course, his young master is as bright as the bright moon in the sky, but the descendant of this loser, a weak native of a barren land,

It is a firefly, even inferior to that firefly.

"Roar!"

Thinking of this, the demon envoy roared angrily, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and tried to draw the knife, or to use the magic knife to chop.

But Xu Zifan's strength was too great, and he couldn't move or break free.

At this moment, the demon envoy's green eyes have turned a little blood red. He was too tired in today's battle. He swung out his sword and wanted to split the world, but in the end, his magic sword seemed to be stuck in the crack of the stone and could not come out.

Normally, even though there are countless magic sword secrets behind him, he has no chance to use them.

He originally came here to establish his power, planning to kill the enemy quickly, or to recruit a servant while being domineering, but at this moment, he was entangled with an ant in his eyes, and the fight was inextricable, in full view of everyone.

This made him very angry, and he himself felt very embarrassed. He was shocked and angry at the same time.

And at this moment, something strange appeared on the magic sword, which gave him a bad feeling. Everything made the so-called demon envoy furious at this moment.

"rise!"

The demon envoy roared angrily, used the sword technique, and tried his best to draw the sword, but how could Xu Zifan let the magic sword in his hand be withdrawn? At this moment, his golden hands suddenly closed together again, beating the magic sword "buzzing"

There was a loud sound, and the upward momentum of the magic sword was interrupted.

At this moment, the demon's black and blue face turned green. He tried his best, but still couldn't withdraw the demon knife.

"Buzz!"

Xu Zifan struck again with his palm, hitting the magic sword with all his strength, but at this moment, there was a black light like water waves flowing on the magic sword. Xu Zifan hit it with his palm, but most of the force was removed by this light wave.

However, at this moment, Xu Zifan's eyes were shining with purple light, and primitive runes were looming above his pupils. He was using his primitive eyes to find the weak points of the formation imprint engraved in the magic sword.

At this moment, all the branding runes emerging from the magic sword are reflected in Xu Zifan's eyes, constantly changing and disappearing, returning to nothingness. This is Xu Zifan using the original heavenly eye to observe its essence and find its weaknesses.

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Almost instantly, the corners of Xu Zifan's mouth raised, revealing a smile.

"found it!"

At this moment, Xu Zifan changed his hand from a palm to a fist, and instantly struck an intertwined spot on the magic sword's blade.

For a moment, the magic light that was like water waves on the black magic knife was dented downwards by Xu Zifan's punch, and then the vague formations on the magic knife cracked from it.

At this moment, Xu Zifan punched twenty-one more times with all his strength, hitting different areas on the magic knife one after another, causing the formation patterns on the magic knife to break, and then there was a "boom", and the magic knife's

All the magic light in the area in front of Xu Zifan disappeared, and the magic light that could relieve the force of the blow on the blade like water waves also temporarily disappeared.

"Buzz!"

Xu Zifan punched again, and this time he hit the magic sword blade again. There was a "click" sound, and cracks appeared in this peerless magic sword, which was broken by Xu Zifan's punch.

The advantage was unyielding, and the fighting opportunity was fleeting. Xu Zifan seized the opportunity at this moment and punched seven consecutive times at the same place on the magic knife. In the process, the magic knife that was already cracked had cracks on it.

It became even bigger, spreading all the way up to the entire huge magic sword.

"How can it be?"

The demon envoy who was holding the handle of the magic sword tightly in the mist was extremely shocked at this moment. He couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. His magic sword was actually damaged and was broken by this ant-like human with his bare hands.

Already?

"No, stop..."

The devil shouted loudly,

"How can this be?"

At this moment, the demon envoy was angry and surprised. How could this human body be so powerful? You must know that even iron and stone cannot withstand the sword energy freely emitted by the magic sword in his hand.

This human being is holding the sword with his bare hands at this moment, and is hitting the magic sword blade with all his strength. Judging from his posture, is he trying to break the magic weapon in his hand?

Thinking of this, the Demon Envoy felt both funny and extremely angry.

"Ignorant ant, you want to smash a magic treasure made of black hell gold with your bare hands? Do you think you are a celestial creature like the young master?"

The demonic sound was faint and came down from the sky, cold and merciless.

"Buzz buzz..."

Xu Zifan was still hitting the blade of the magic knife. At this moment, he felt that his hands, which were made of gold, were a little sore.

"It's such a hard thing. What material is this knife made of?"

At this moment, Xu Zifan was also a little surprised. He had gathered all the strength in his body to weigh over a million kilograms. With such terrifying divine power, not to mention a knife, he would smash even the hardest iron and stone into pieces.

But at this moment, he took action with all his strength. Not only did he not break the magic knife, but his hands were so shaken that they hurt. This was very unimaginable.

Even now, Xu Zifan doesn't want to give up. It's even more difficult to seize the sword. The opponent's real body is in the clouds and mist. He doesn't have the ability to fly, so he can't do anything to the opponent.

And if the opponent withdraws the magic sword, the opponent's attack below will definitely be more terrifying. After comprehensive consideration, Xu Zifan feels that it is better to destroy the sword at this moment.

"I still don't believe it!"

At this moment, Xu Zifan's eyes became fierce, and his attack speed became faster. Like the hammer of the gods hitting the divine bell, the whole world was buzzing, which was extremely terrifying.

Under Xu Zifan's crazy attack, the Tongtian Demon Sword also began to react at this moment. Inexplicable lines appeared on it, intertwining black streams of light and flowing on the entire blade.

Seeing this scene, Xu Zifan was startled at first, and then suddenly he was extremely surprised. He hit the magic sword with a force of millions of kilograms, and finally had a reaction. The inexplicable lines that appeared on it were the cast magic sword.

The formation patterns printed inside it at all times.

Because Xu Zifan himself has mastered the Taoist Instrument Sutra, although his mastery of the Taoist Instrument Sutra is still at the entry level at this time, he can still see these simple things.

At this moment, these formation lines appeared on the blade of the magic sword because his attack stimulated the defensive ability of this magic weapon. On the other hand, it can also be said that Xu Zifan's continuous attacks are still

It was very terrifying, triggering the most primitive formation pattern within the magic knife, just to resist the force exerted on it by Xu Zifan.

On the black magic sword, magic light flows, rippling like water waves, protecting the entire magic sword body.

"Huh? What's going on?"

In the magic mist of the sky, the demon envoy looked at the strange behavior of the magic sword in his hand with a look of surprise. This magic sword has followed him for endless years, and he has never seen such a strange phenomenon occur with the magic sword in his hand.

.

However, as an extraordinary being, his intuition is also very sharp. At this moment, he feels that the abnormality produced by the magic knife in his hand is not a good phenomenon, and there is a big problem in it.

"Could this human being really be able to damage the magic sword made of black hell gold?" The demon's green eyes looked at Xu Zifan who was hitting the magic sword on the ground as if he was going crazy, and murmured to himself, but very quickly

Quickly he shook his head.

"Impossible, how can this human being be on par with the young master? Even in the Demon Prison Realm, the young master is among the top ranked creatures."

After thinking of this, the Demon Envoy thought of the young master's indescribable strength, talent, and past horrific achievements. Suddenly he felt that he was really mad at this human being, who actually conquered the invincible young master.

Compared to a weak human being in this wild land.

In his opinion, there is no comparison between the two. It is simply a comparison between a bright moon and a firefly. Of course, his young master is as bright as the bright moon in the sky, but the descendant of this loser, a weak native of a barren land,

It is a firefly, even inferior to that firefly.

"Roar!"

Thinking of this, the demon envoy roared angrily, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and tried to draw the knife, or to use the magic knife to chop.

But Xu Zifan's strength was too great, and he couldn't move or break free.

At this moment, the demon envoy's green eyes have turned a little blood red. He was too tired in today's battle. He swung out his sword and wanted to split the world, but in the end, his magic sword seemed to be stuck in the crack of the stone and could not come out.

Normally, even though there are countless magic sword secrets behind him, he has no chance to use them.

He originally came here to establish his power, planning to kill the enemy quickly, or to recruit a servant while being domineering, but at this moment, he was entangled with an ant in his eyes, and the fight was inextricable, in full view of everyone.

This made him very angry, and he himself felt very embarrassed. He was shocked and angry at the same time.

And at this moment, something strange appeared on the magic sword, which gave him a bad feeling. Everything made the so-called demon envoy furious at this moment.

"rise!"

The demon envoy roared angrily, used the sword technique, and tried his best to draw the sword, but how could Xu Zifan let the magic sword in his hand be withdrawn? At this moment, his golden hands suddenly closed together again, beating the magic sword "buzzing"

There was a loud sound, and the upward momentum of the magic sword was interrupted.


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