After Yan Tian finished speaking, a sharp sword aura suddenly rose on his body, domineering, wild, and exterminated everything.

Countless sharp swords suddenly condensed, and then roared again, as if they felt the provocation of the sword energy.

The sword was like rain, and the sword energy seemed so weak, like a thorn shaking a tree, unable to resist. However, the sword's domineering behavior was unyielding. The energy increased wildly, surrounding Yantian, and rolled up a violent whirlwind. This was a whirlwind of swords and swords. At this moment, countless people were lost in their minds.

The sword energy, Yantian, a demon cultivator, was like a sword cultivator, using his thoughts to condense the sword energy and turn it into sword light.

The most shocking thing was undoubtedly Jianqi. This energy was very similar to the sword energy he condensed. However, in the cultivation world, there was only Jianqi, but no sword energy. So, what was Yantian's sword energy? He thought to himself that Jianqi's eyes gradually became gloomy. Just now, Yantian closed his eyes tightly, in order to understand his sword energy.

In the middle of his forehead, the sword imprint became brighter and brighter, and the sword energy became stronger and stronger. He wanted to completely overwhelm Yantian's sword energy. However, the sword energy formed by Yantian seemed to have an unyielding intention. Although it was weak, it looked down on everything, looked down on the world, and was boundless. Everyone could clearly feel the emotion of this sword energy.

One step, Yan Tianchao stepped forward, and with his footsteps, the sword aura seemed to want to break the shackles and soared into the sky, and the sword aura around him weakened again.

Two steps, Yantian stepped forward again, and the heart-shaking white sword light suddenly enveloped Yantian. At this moment, the sword energy was like a wave in the sea, superimposed and gathered, becoming more and more violent.

Three, four, five steps, instantly, Yan Tian took five steps in a row. At this moment, the sword energy broke out of the cocoon, and under the cover of endless sword light, it was finally broken out of a space by the sword energy. In this space, he stared at the endless sword light and the sword could no longer move forward.

Six steps, seven steps, eight steps, and eight steps, step out again. At this time, the heaven and earth were trembling. The cracks that stood on the sky were trembling, stretched and expanded, but there was no sound of bursting. This knife energy condensed but did not release, and with its momentum, it broke the earth.

A series of dazzling sword lights soared into the sky, and endless sword lights were finally made into a gap. The sword energy floated everywhere and danced wildly. It was less keen than the sword, but it was more arrogant and domineering. However, the intention of killing was only stronger than the endless sword lights.

After nine steps, Yantian finally stepped out. At this moment, the sword light swept across the sky and the earth were solemn and the sword energy retreated. There was no trace of sword energy around Yantian, only the endless crazy sword was shining.

The gorgeous scene once again made the crowd's heart tremble violently. Ten steps, just ten steps, Yantian completely recovered the one-sided disadvantage. At this moment, the sword light roared around the sword cynic, and around Yantian's body, there was a sword light dancing wildly.

Han Jiang on the platform had a blue face and was extremely ugly. The eight Demon Sect Masters and the Demon Armored Army monarch all flashed their eyes and had their own thoughts. The one who reacted the most was the Demon Sect Master Zhantian. Zhantian. At this moment, Zhantian stood up with a bright gaze and extremely sharp. He stared at Yantian. The lazy and indifferent expression had long disappeared, and replaced it with auspiciousness, solemnity, and even shocking.

"Did you feel it?" Zhan Tian looked shocked and murmured, as if he was talking to himself. However, the indifferent young man behind him naturally knew that Zhan Tian was talking to him.

"I felt it. I wasn't sure just now. Now, I can be sure that what he practiced is the same as me, the Annihilation Demon Art!" A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the cold young man, and the spiritual consciousness said in a voice transmission. This matter naturally cannot be known to others.

"The Demon Annihilation, the Demon Killing Nine Swords, this sword energy is the sword energy of the Demon Killing Nine Swords, and he has realized the thoughts and transformed into a knife."

The young man said, with a hint of shock in his eyes, his thoughts merged into the Nine Demon Killing Swords and turned into sword energy. He could not do it, but Yan Tian did it.

"He has never entered the Heavenly Palace, and he is not even the one from the Heavenly Demon Sect. Where did the Annihilation Demon Art come from?" Zhan Tian said to himself, but in fact, he had guessed that the Demon Emperor left behind in the lower realm was not only the Heavenly Palace. Annihilation, and I am afraid that he would obtain the Demon Emperor's inheritance in other inheritance places.

Zhan Tian stared at Yan Tian tightly, and his thoughts kept turning in his heart: "Yan Tian, ​​he is actually called Yan Tian, ​​and this son has a strong understanding, his mind is extremely firm, and his future is unpredictable!"

At this time, everyone turned their eyes to Zhan Tian, ​​with surprise and a little confused. Although Yan Tian showed his strength, it was not enough to make the sect leader of the Demon Sect of the Heaven-Slaying Demon Sect change his face. Is there anything hidden in this?

At this moment, Yan Tian didn't know what everyone was thinking, and his eyes stared at Jian Chi, and the sword energy and fighting spirit on Yan Tian's body increased wildly.

Yan Tian curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of ridicule and provocative meaning.

The Jianqian's expression became colder and colder. Binghan said, "It seems that I underestimated you, but in my eyes, you are still a waste. Now let you see the sword cultivator, the real power."

"I haven't seen the power of the sword cultivator, but I have seen the strength of the sword cultivator." Yan Tian smiled coldly and said mockingly.

"You are proud to be able to let me draw my sword." As if you didn't see Yan Tian's mockery, Jian Chi's words were still arrogant. At this moment, a dazzling sword light burst out from his forehead, the mark of the sword burst out. At this moment, an extremely sharp aura pierced through the sky, and the meaning of the sword rose to the extreme. At this moment, in front of Jian Chi, a short sword was floating there, making a buzzing sound.

At this moment, the whole body was shining with fireflies, filled with endless sharpness and Xiao Sha. At this moment, the world was trembling, and the space seemed to be blocked by the artistic conception of a sword. This sword was the sword of a sword cultivator, like the Nascent Soul of a cultivator. It was not a spiritual weapon. The sword of a sword cultivator was much stronger than the sword of a spiritual weapon. It was transformed by the real sword idea.

The moment the sword appeared, everyone felt that there was only the sword aura left in the world, and there was nothing else. The sword aura in front of Yantian retreated wildly, and in an instant, it compressed to the extreme and returned to Yantian's body.

"Sword Intention, Strike!" Jian Chi's voice was cold, and suddenly, the sword's artistic conception rose to the extreme, and the endless swords vented wildly towards Yan Tian.

Yan Tian looked cold and stepped forward again. He not only did not have the slightest fear of retreating, but was filled with the unyielding domineering demonic aura.

The rolling demonic aura was released without any reservation at this moment. At the moment when this demonic aura was released, everyone stood up on the ten demon bridges, and their eyes were filled with shock. This demonic aura was too strong and too pure. It is conceivable that the demonic skill cultivated by Yan Tian was stronger than any of them.

The crowd around felt even more suffocated, under the pressure of the sword energy, and under the domineering power of the magic.

"I said, now it's up to me to attack." Yan Tian looked wild and cold. Although the sword energy pressed his approach, there was only fighting spirit and confidence in his eyes. The magic way was domineering, boundless domineering, unyielding domineering, and any existence that blocked his own pace.

At this moment, Yan Tian’s heart of the demonic path was unstoppable, like a flood of tides.

In front of him, the domineering aura of demonic devil gathered into a whirlpool, and a magic knife appeared. He stretched out his hand and held the magic knife in his hand. At this moment, Yantian looked down on everything.

The hand, lifted up, waved the magic sword, demonic energy, madness, sword energy, scattered, the moment the demonic energy and sword energy merged, with the intention of killing, unstoppable.

The sword energy retreated, Yan Tian stepped out, the magic sword, danced again, without any fancy, just slashed forward, and in an instant, the rolling howling sword light was slashed out into a huge gap. The magic sword followed this gap, venting wildly, ignoring everything, and instantly arrived at the short sword in front of Jian Chi.

At this moment, the arrogant look in the eyes of Jianniang finally disappeared without a shadow, leaving only solemnity and solemnity.

"Sword Destroy!" Jian Chi's eyes were like swords, short swords, and a buzzing sound. The endless sword intent gathered. At this moment, the demonic energy rushed towards him avoided and dissipated. At this time, Jian Chi looked at Yan Tian with a cold smile, as if saying, what else can you do this time, however, this smile soon disappeared. Yan Tian held the hand of the magic sword and raised it up again.

The Demon Killing Nine Swords, the third sword, was slashed out. At this moment, the wind and clouds changed in color, and the demonic energy turned into a vortex. In an instant, it merged with the sword energy and slashed directly on the sword sword. The sword sword trembled violently and buzzed, as if crying. At the same time, a crack appeared on the sword sword. At this time, a mouthful of blood was sprayed out from the sword cynical mouth, but his eyes were still staring at Yantian tightly.

What makes people despair is that at this moment, Yan Tian held the hand of the magic knife and raised it again, and his eyes closed at this moment.

"Hu, Hu!" The strong wind danced, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of miles gathered towards this side, turning into demonic energy, condensed on the demon sword, and then followed the demon sword to penetrate into Yantian's body. Yantian's momentum was madly increasing. Under everyone's stunned gaze, Yantian was actually using the magic sword to advance.

That's right, although Yan Tian had already understood the fourth sword of the Nine Swords of Demon Killing, the demonic energy was not controlled enough. The magic sword actually helped Yan Tian to absorb the demonic energy. After a while, Yan Tian went from the middle stage of the fusion to the late stage of the fusion, and his open eyes, Xiao Sha's coldness, was extremely rich.

The fourth sword of the Nine Swords of Demon Killing fell, and the endless aura of the Demonic Way locked the sword cynical, and with the passing of that ray of demonic light, the sword cynical destroyed, and the sword cynical disappeared!
Chapter completed!