Qiu Wangyu sneered, the cold look in his eyes swept away, and shouted: "Let me show you who is dying now!"
Before he finished speaking, the giant black claw appeared in mid-air again, and pounced on Tian Chengzi like an evil ghost.
Above the sea of clouds, there was an uproar in the Qingyun Sect. I don't know how many people stood up, and the fastest among them were Zhen Yu and Zheng Tong. In the blink of an eye, they were holding magic weapons and soaring into the sky.
However, people from the Qingyun Sect were not the only ones on Tongtian Peak at this moment. The number of people in the Demon Sect was even greater than that of the Qingyun Sect. The shouts and scoldings were heard instantly, and a large group of Demon Sect believers swarmed up and immediately began to think about it.
The disciples of Qingyun who were going to rescue the leader of the real person all stopped him, and at the same time they laughed and ridiculed loudly.
Zhen Yu and Zheng Tong were very fast, and they managed to get away from the demon sect members. However, they had only jumped up to less than a few feet when they suddenly heard the sound of the wind and stabbed them like a sword from the side. This time
The sneak attack was vicious and fierce. Even monks with great supernatural powers like Zhen Yu and Zheng Tong did not dare to take it lightly. They had to turn around and block it. They blocked the sneak attack, but their bodies were also blocked.
Come down.
A figure appeared in front of the two Qingyun Sect elders, floating in mid-air. It was a thin old man with gray hair and an ugly face. He looked very old, but his eyes were very bright. On his chest
There is also a string of unusually weird black beads hanging on it, each black bead is carved into the shape of a skull.
After seeing the old man's appearance clearly, both Zhenyi and Zheng Tong's pupils shrank slightly. Zheng Tong vibrated his spiritual sword and shouted in a deep voice: "Ghost King!"
The old and thin old man in front of him is the leader of the Ghost King Sect, the last of the four major factions of the Demon Sect. Judging from the looks on Zhenyi and Zheng Tong's faces, they seem to be more interested in this old man than the other three demon sects just now.
Pay more attention. In fact, although this ghost king is not amazing in appearance, his attack just now was extremely ruthless, and his timing was extremely accurate. He managed to temporarily keep these two powerful enemies behind with one person.
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There was chaos and fighting below. All the rescue efforts from Qingyun Sect were intercepted by the Demon Cult members, including Zhen Yu and Zheng Tong, who were temporarily forced by the ghost king who suddenly appeared. Above the clouds, Qiu Wangyu looked up to the sky and laughed fiercely.
The incomparable Xuanyin ghost claws had already rushed not far in front of Tian Chengzi, and were about to hit the master of the Qingyun Sect.
However, at this moment, a long roar was suddenly heard. On the platform of the sea of clouds, among the people of the Qingyun Sect, a white shadow suddenly rose into the sky.
The mountain wind blew, and the man in white clothes suddenly turned out to be a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes. His eyes were stern, and he was holding a green fairy sword in his hand. Like an arrow from the string, it flew up against the wind. There were already demon sect followers shouting and rushing towards them.
If you want to stop this person, in the blink of an eye, three or five people jump in front of you to stop him.
Someone next to me screamed in panic, but I saw that the man in white had an iron complexion and showed no signs of movement. His whole body was like a sinking boat, and his castration did not slow down. He was actually facing the demon cult members directly.
Rushing up. Amidst the whistling sound, the green light in his hand surged. The next moment, the sea of clouds suddenly fell silent, and then suddenly a dragon roar was heard, which shook the sky for nine days. In the rolling black clouds in the sky, there was an endless blue light flashing, which instantly converged.
A ball of scorching flames enveloped the man in white tightly.
Everyone was shocked when the Demon Cult blocked them, but before they could react, they saw countless suns bursting out in an instant, shining brightly, as if trying to drive away all the darkness in the world. A figure, like a spirit that shocked the nine heavens, suddenly appeared.
out.
In the distance, the Ghost King, who was confronting the two great masters Zhen Yu and Zheng Tong, suddenly looked back, his body was shaken, and he subconsciously whispered in his mouth: "Dragon-killing sword! Kill ghosts and gods!"
The wind was blowing and the clouds were rolling, and the sky and the earth were in a panic. The man in white was holding the Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword, and green light emanated from his body, as if it were endless. But when he saw the bright light in his eyes, the human sword suddenly merged into one, and suddenly turned into a huge beam of light.
, like a giant sword that opens the sky, with a majestic bearing, as if it ignores the gods of heaven and earth, and is unruly, rushing forward wildly and uninhibitedly.
In the thousands of rays of light, the dragon-slaying sword roared with great momentum. Although it was high in the sky, all the clouds within a radius of tens of feet in the sea of clouds below had collapsed. The wind was howling, and the green light was like waves. The three or five demons were the first to bear the brunt.
Before the disciples even had time to resist, their bodies shattered into pieces and scattered in front of this extremely powerful ghost-killing technique.
Blood flowers soared into the sky, and were immediately covered by a brighter green sword light, breaking through the obstruction of the demon sect members. The castration of the man in white did not slow down at all. Even under the illumination of the ten thousand feet of sword light, he
The flying speed was even faster, like a huge flame that burned crazily and vowed to break the sky, rushing straight to the sky where Qiu Wangyu and Tian Chengzi had a decisive battle.
To be precise, he didn't even rush to Tian Chengzi to help. The man in white seemed to be full of wild aura at that moment, and he rose against the sky with a thunderous force without any thought, and with one sword he carried the murderous intention of heaven and earth.
, stabbed Qiu Wangyu directly with an unyielding momentum of dying together.
The black clouds rolled like roaring thunder, and the blue light pierced the billowing clouds. This momentum and sword power seemed to eclipse the sky and the earth in an instant!
Qiu Wangyu, who was standing in the clouds, was also moved by it. He couldn't help exhaling and shouted, "What a sword!"
It's just that Qiu Wangyu is actually the most gifted and unique talent in the Demon Sect in the past five hundred years. Faced with this earth-shattering sword that kills ghosts and gods, he actually has no intention of giving in. Instead, his left arm
At the same time, they stretched out their claws to make a false grab. In an instant, ghosts roared and the sinister wind roared, and a huge Xuanyin ghost claw appeared again, blocking him in front of him.
However, "Xuanyin ghost energy" and other powerful demonic magical powers cannot be used so easily. As soon as he condensed the second ghost claw on his side, the Xuanyin ghost claw that had previously rushed towards Tian Chengzi immediately gained momentum.
It was greatly reduced, including the black color, which was instantly reduced a lot.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, but the astonishing green sword light directly hit the Xuanyin Ghost Claw in front. The light burst and circulated crazily. However, as time passed, the extremely powerful black energy was still drowned like a tide.
He came over and suppressed the green light little by little.
"Ah..." A painful groan came from the mouth of the man in white. He raised his head, his face was pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood dropped and sprinkled on his white clothes, and the blood was mottled.
It was shocking, and his body immediately fell down.
At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the other side, but the first Xuanyin ghost claw finally hit the seriously injured Tian Chengzi, but the power had been reduced a lot after the twists and turns just now.
, but still beat Tian Chengzi back again and again, his body trembled, and his right arm trembled even more. After that, he couldn't hold the Seven-Star Immortal Sword and fell from the air.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
A burst of unruly laughter came from the mouth of the majestic man who still had the upper hand even though he was one against two. Qiu Wangyu stood upright in the clouds, his eyes proud, as if he was looking down at all living beings in the world, without any scruples in his eyes.
A few feet away in front of him, Tian Chengzi's face was pale, and there was a tragic look in his eyes, even more painful. However, he lowered his head and glanced at the countless Qingyun disciples below who were still fighting endlessly, and fiercely
He gritted his teeth.
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"Senior Brother Wan!"
As the body of the man in white fell from the air like a kite with a broken string, several exclamations rang out from the sea of clouds at the same time. There were men and women, and several figures rushed over to catch his body.
But just when the man in white was about to fall to the ground, his body suddenly bounced in the air and stopped his descent, turning over and landing safely on the ground again.
Several young Qingyun Sect disciples who were chasing after them were overjoyed. A beautiful female disciple who rushed to the front shouted in surprise: "Senior Brother Wan, are you okay?"
Before he finished speaking, the man in white, whom they called Senior Brother Wan, suddenly staggered, put his hand on his chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.
At this time, everyone was frightened again, and no one knew what to do. Only the woman and another young male disciple rushed over and quickly supported him.
However, after the man in white vomited blood, although his face was a little pale, he turned around and smiled, regained his balance, then pushed the two people away, with a somewhat heroic look on his face, waved and said with a smile: "It's okay, I Wan Jian
It’s not that easy to die.”
Saying this sentence, it was like a reassurance, and many Qingyun Sect disciples around him immediately relaxed.
Obviously, this person named Wan Jianyi is very popular in the hearts of everyone. Wan Jianyi turned around and nodded to the male disciple standing next to him and said, "Thank you very much, Junior Brother Cangsong."
The male disciple named Cangsong nodded and took a step back. Wan Jianyi turned his head again, only to see the female disciple just now standing beside him, with mist in his eyes, looking like he was about to cry.
, couldn't help but said in surprise: "Junior Sister Suru, what's wrong with you?"
Suru bit her lip and said with a hint of crying: "I think you almost came just now, you almost came..."
Wan Jianyi sighed and said: "Okay, I said it's okay. But the leader of the Demon Cult is indeed very powerful, and I am not his opponent." After saying that, he paused and turned to look at the battlefield around him.
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I saw Qiu Wangyu in the sky standing proudly in the clouds, pressing towards the master of the Qingyun Sect, Tian Chengzi. However, there was chaos below the sea of clouds, and countless people from the Qingyun Sect of the Demon Sect were fighting in a melee, including Zhen Yu and Zheng Tong, two great masters.
He was stopped by people from the Demon Cult, and at this moment he was no longer the Ghost King alone. The Poison God who had just disappeared, Fairy Yuehua and even the injured Changsheng Hall Sect Master Duanhou also appeared to block these two masters.
No matter how strong Zhen Yu and Zheng Tong's magic power is and how high their moral practice is, they can't break through the obstruction of the four masters of the Demon Sect in a hurry. And above the horizon, Qiu Wangyu is already close to Tian Chengzi and is about to take action.
The Qingyun Sect's defeat was exposed, and the spiritual energy of the Ten Thousand Years Peak was dissipated, and it seemed that it was about to collapse here.
Wan Jian had a stern look on his face, with a somewhat anxious look in his eyes, and said urgently in a low voice: "Where is Senior Brother Daoxuan, where has he gone?"
(I just finished watching the first two episodes of Hunan Satellite TV's Qing Yun Zhi, and now I will update another chapter. After 1 o'clock, everyone's vote support will be needed.) (To be continued)