The stone bridge is about one foot wide and arched, with stone piers half as tall as a man standing on both sides, all carved in the shape of demons.
Feng Zhao stood at the highest point of the bridge, his eyes slightly closed, motionless, but the moment Liu Qinghuan stepped onto the bridge, he suddenly raised his eyes.
He looked at Liu Qinghuan expressionlessly: Renxiu, who looked to be only twenty-one or twelve years old, had a clear face, but his aura was as calm as an abyss. Not only was he bold enough to dare to follow him quietly when he opened the Immortal Palace, he took advantage of him.
It was cheap, and he escaped unscathed after being struck by his sword.
The number of powerful cultivators who can do these two things can be counted on one hand, and there is one person who has been ranked at the top of the demon clan's killing list these years, and his traces have been searched for. That is
"Dao Kuai Qinglin!" Feng Xiao said every word, his voice was cold, but there was a trace of excitement that could not be concealed in his eyes.
"Dao Kuai Qinglin?" The female demon Ejiu poked her head out from behind Fengshao: "You have indeed been lurking in the illegal land of Yin all these years! Wow, I finally caught you today!"
She was moved in her heart and said: "Master, this man has repeatedly ruined our clan's major events and blocked our plan to attack the human world. As long as he is killed, the morale of the human cultivators will be greatly reduced!"
After hesitating for a while, E Jiu made up his mind, turned around and half-knelt in front of Feng Zhao, and said with high spirits: "Master, please fight, let me kill him!"
In a short period of time, countless thoughts have passed through Ejiu's mind:
It’s so rare! The demon clan has never stopped hunting Dao Kui Qinglin in these years, but his whereabouts are so erratic that they can’t even touch his shadow.
Now this person suddenly appeared, and his identity as Taoist leader has a very special meaning to those human cultivators. If she can kill him, wouldn't she be able to become famous in all walks of life between humans and demons?
And even if she couldn't be killed, if her master was present, she would come to his rescue in a critical moment. How could she miss such a risk-free good thing!
Feng Zhao saw through E Jiu's little calculation at a glance, and shouted with a hint of displeasure: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities, stand down!"
E Jiu shuddered and heard his master say without saving any face: "This person has made Shang Xian and You only fall down, and it's just you?"
Looking at the cultivator opposite, he could see that the aura of the cultivator was definitely not that of a middle-stage Mahayana cultivator. He was so powerful that even he felt a faint threat. And he, a stupid subordinate who was blinded by fame and fortune, dared to brazenly want to kill him.
other side?
"I want to do it myself!" Fengzhao said. He raised his right hand and put it on his chest, then slowly pulled it out.
"Qiang~!"
The understatement of the action caused the surrounding space to vibrate. He used his body as a sheath to hide the sword in his heart, and the terrifying sword energy, violent blood, and frightening power poured out!
I don’t know when all the demons and ghosts that were originally crawling on the bridge were gone, leaving only the three masters and servants standing at the end of the bridge.
Liu Qinghuan was horrified. The demon clone opposite him pulled out a blood-red sword from his heart. The sword was covered with spider web-like cracks, and blood kept dripping down. The blood gathered in a small pool in the blink of an eye, and...
It flows towards the bridge at an extremely fast speed!
"Don't touch the blood!" Liu Qinghuan reminded the two spiritual pets behind him. He flipped his wrist and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand.
The golden sword light bloomed like hot sunlight, illuminating the bridge deck instantly and causing the blood line that was about to spread to the feet to rise up into smelly black smoke.
The atmosphere was as cold as a taut bowstring. Yue Jie was so nervous that she didn't dare to express her anger, but she saw that You Hu was still rolling her eyes, looking eager to try.
Before entering the Yinhai Sea, all the curse seals on Youhu's body had been unlocked. At this moment, she suddenly bared her teeth at the female demon across from her, showing full provocation.
Suddenly, Liu Qinghuan, who was a few steps ahead, suddenly disappeared, and the demon god opposite him also moved at the same time. A bloody sharp sword flashed across his hand, and a terrifying wave of swords rushed out like a surging wave of black and red blood.
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Yue Jie was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, and quickly grabbed You Hu who was about to rush out. The next moment, he saw a figure appearing in front, holding a golden sword, blocking the wave of swords with his own strength.
"Boom!" The bloody light exploded, and the sword light scattered in all directions. When it fell on the bridge, it cut blood marks like wounds, making people very suspicious that the bridge would break in the next moment.
There was a loud "bang" sound, the golden sword and the blood sword met in the air, and the space shook violently!
The opponent's blood-colored demonic sword was absolutely extraordinary, and the sword's aura was fierce and domineering. The roaring wind was mixed with violent and greedy thoughts, and it rushed towards Liu Qinghuan like a roaring mountain and a tsunami!
There is no way to hurt someone with a sword. The sword's intention first shocks the soul and directly tears the opponent's soul.
However, all the tyrannical sword intentions were blocked by the Xuanyuan Sword. The benevolent in the golden light had no fear and evil could not invade.
Liu Qinghuan poured mana into the Xuanyuan Sword without hesitation, sparing no effort every time he made a move. He knew that as long as he relaxed a little, he would not be able to block the opponent's attack.
The demon god's clone in front of him is stronger than the demon god's one, and more importantly, the opponent does not underestimate the enemy in the slightest!
This forced Liu Qinghuan to go all out. Every sword-to-sword fight contained a top-level contest between Tao and Dharma. They were the ultimate display of power and power, just like the wrath of gods and Buddhas, and the thunderous thunder.
At this time, Feng Xiu didn't look very good. Although he didn't expect to kill Liu Qinghuan in one move, he still felt boundless anger when it actually happened.
Because the person opposite was Taoist leader Qinglin, he thought of the lessons he had learned from the past, so even though he knew that the opponent's cultivation level was low, he could not take it lightly, so he still used the Fengyin Sword in its original form.
But Feng Xiu's eyes fell on the Xuanyuan Sword involuntarily: that sword actually made him feel a little palpitated, and it was also the real key to the opponent's ability to block the Feng Yin Sword. This was absolutely unusual!
In an instant, Feng Zhao's heart became more murderous and excited. He couldn't help but licked his lips: "I originally planned to capture you alive so that I could threaten the human world, but now, I want to take you even more.
Sacrifice the sword!”
He smiled arrogantly: "I guess the blood of Dao Kui can help me advance to the next level!"
As he spoke, the blood sword in his hand let out an excited scream, and the sword body quickly changed from blood red to black red, and its power became several times more powerful!
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank: This was definitely a rare sword cultivator among the demons, and he felt that the opponent's body seemed to be just a skin bag containing the sword, and the real body was actually the sword!
"No, we must not fight forcefully, then we can only..."
In an instant, Liu Qinghuan stood upright and disappeared in the sword light that seemed to break the sky!
Feng Zhao's anger suddenly rushed to his head: It's this move again!
And the experience in the Abyss has been spread, but this person used this trick for a long time. Not only did he not kill the opponent, but he also waited for the army of human cultivators to arrive, so he almost became the laughing stock of the entire supreme true demon world!
Now it was his turn. How could Ling Fengzhao not be angry? His eyes immediately shot out purple lightning, searching for Liu Qinghuan's figure.
But he saw the other party standing on a bridge pier not far away, staring under the bridge.
Feng Zhao showed a ferocious smile and suddenly took out a three-inch-long bloody nail. Just as he was about to inspire, Liu Qinghuan suddenly said: "I know why this place looks so familiar! It turns out to be..."