As soon as Emperor Wu finished speaking, he disappeared silently, and the Great Evil King also turned into a wisp of smoke and floated into Zhao Qingzhu's body!
"The fourth fighting spirit is back!"
A familiar voice sounded, and Zhao Qingzhu suddenly jumped up.
"ah!"
He suddenly bounced up, startling him when he looked back, and then stared dumbly at Zhao Qingzhu who had come back from the dead.
"Ahhhhhh-"
Zhao Qingzhu's eyes widened as he bounced up, and vast energy exploded out of his body unscrupulously. His tiger eyes were blood red due to the return of the fourth fighting spirit, and the veins on his neck became erect because he gritted his teeth and roared.
Whoosh!
The giant scissors flying high into the sky flashed down and were firmly grasped in his hands.
"kill!"
The moment he grabbed the giant shear, he couldn't help but rush forward, carrying an afterimage and heading straight towards the sword demon.
Looking at Zhao Qingzhu, who suddenly became violent, the sword demon couldn't help being slightly stunned. Then, he grinned with a bloodthirsty smile, "The Great Evil King!"
At this moment, he felt the aura of the Great Evil King very clearly, which was the unique aura of killing after killing thousands of people. Only he, as a sword demon, could feel this aura.
"Interesting, the Great Evil King actually gave you his fighting spirit!"
Blocking Zhao Qingzhu's crazy attack with one sword, the sword demon dodged and retreated Baizhang. The black sword in his hand buzzed because of Zhao Qingzhu's rampage. The long-lost fighting spirit was completely awakened at this moment.
"Let me see the power of the Great Evil King!"
The sword demon suddenly jumped out from a hundred feet away, and the black sword slashed down in the air. After cutting off the dense lightning that enveloped him, it fell head-on towards Zhao Qingzhu.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Zhao Qingzhu, whose body was filled with the power of the fighting spirit that was running wildly, felt like he was going to explode again. Facing the sword demon's lightning-cutting sword, he did not dodge or dodge, and swung down the giant scissors brazenly!
boom!
The black sword and the giant scissors faced each other again, and the boundless and vast destructive energy instantly spread thousands of feet. Wherever it went, strong winds raged and the space twisted. Huimou and others in this battle circle had to retreat. Even those who were far apart
Mo Qing and the thousands of powerful men were also swept away by the spreading terrifying energy, their clothes fluttering wildly and their long hair slightly fluttering.
"The Sword Demon is a solitary dancer. He has not drawn a sword for a hundred years. I never expected that he is not fighting against the sky, but against a mere Zhao Qingzhu."
Mo Qing, who was standing in front of thousands of strong men, tightened the ink-and-wash sword in his hand, his eyes were blazing, and his fighting spirit filled the air silently. As a sword practitioner, he was dreaming of the same stupid dream as Bai Meisheng. However,
, he is confident that he can take the sword of the sword demon without defeat, but this is just confidence. When the actual battle comes, whether he can survive under the black sword unharmed is something that even he himself cannot guarantee.
After all, he was the strongest swordsman in the continent, a madman who dared to fight with the sky.
Of course, this is under the premise of putting aside the ninth-generation fighting spirit in his body. If the ninth-generation fighting spirit awakens, he is confident that he will not be defeated in a battle with the sword demon.
However, although he accepted the fighting spirit power of his ninth ancestor, he had never used it once. He always believed that it was not something he could obtain through cultivation, and he would never touch it until his life was in danger.
He knew very well that once touched, he would no longer be Mo Qing, but a fighting machine of the Mo family!
"Young Master, what should we do!" A young man standing next to Mo Qing looked forward, his eyes blazing, his fists clenched, and then said: "This sword demon is going to ruin our affairs."
Mo Qing did not speak, but looked away to look at Ba Wutian and Xu Zhan on the side. Both of them were looking at the two people dueling high in the air in front of them without blinking.
The overwhelming lightning that swept down was cut off piece by piece in the crazy duel between the two. The void has been in chaos since it was shattered. The attacks of the two did not give the void time to recover at all!
Zhao Qingzhu, who was unable to move under the sword demon's black sword just a moment ago, was inextricably killed by the sword demon after the fourth fighting spirit entered his body.
However, whether it is Zhao Qingzhu himself or the thousands of powerful people watching the battle from a distance, it is clear that this is just the remaining warmth after the fusion of the Great Evil King’s fourth battle soul and Zhao Qingzhu. Once this remaining warmth dissipates, it will be Zhao Qingzhu’s.
When Qingzhu was defeated by Sword Demon's sword.
Boom!
Jiutian was completely angered by the battle between the two. After the seven giant shadows reunited, thunder once again enveloped the earth. The lightning that fell from the overwhelming lightning flew up strangely in the air with the sudden rise of Jiutian rolling thunder, and then
Gathering towards the seven giant shadows.
At this moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flew up from all corners of the Beidou Continent. With the return of lightning and the return of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the seven giant shadows gradually materialized.
When everyone on the ground saw this shocking scene, they all took a deep breath!
Could it be that Qixingxu, whose true form has not appeared in these thousands of years, was alarmed by the strength of these two people and is about to reveal his true colors?
Sure enough, just as everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, a giant shadow led by it was the first to complete its materialization after absorbing enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
It was a mountain-like man whose whole body shone with dazzling light. His eyes burst out in two directions after his body was completely materialized, and a giant blade that was a hundred feet long in his hand shone with a suffocating sacred aura.
Click!
The giant blade that was a hundred feet long cut down in response, and a terrifying force of nine heavens rolled down like an angry torrent.
"Ha ha!"
The sword demon, who was inextricably fighting with Zhao Qingzhu, felt the familiar aura rolling in. He immediately looked up to the sky and laughed twice. At the same time, the black sword slashed at Zhao Qingzhu with the force of tearing the void.
"We must find a way to let the sword demon cut off the giant scissors!"
Seeing the startling sword energy, this familiar voice suddenly sounded in the furious Zhao Qingzhu's mind. The next second, he raised the giant scissors in his hand and rushed towards the black sword.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Seeing Zhao Qingzhu charging out with his black sword, the sword demon's expression changed drastically, but he was too late to draw his sword!
boom!
There was an earth-shattering explosion, and Zhao Qingzhu flew thousands of feet like flying catkins, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood before hitting the ground hard.
Regardless of whether Zhao Qingzhu was alive or dead, the sword demon jumped up and flew towards the rushing force of the Nine Heavens.
Seeing that the torrent was about to drown the sword demon, the black sword in his hand suddenly surged thousands of feet.
Swish!
He quickly slashed two swords against the torrent, and the unparalleled sword energy and the torrent cut two exaggerated cracks in the sky. As the cracks opened, the torrent flowing down instantly submerged into the cracks, and then exploded with rumbles.
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After slashing the torrent with one sword, the sword demon hung thousands of feet high in the sky and looked at Zhao Qingzhu for the first time.
"Haha, thank you, Mr. Sword Demon!"
Zhao Qingzhu, who flew thousands of feet upside down, stood on the ground and raised the giant scissors in his hand to the sword demon who was high in the sky. He ignored the blood stains remaining at the corner of his mouth and said loudly: "I have killed you with one sword strike.
Now is the time for you to fulfill your promise."
"The giant scissors are broken!"
Looking at the broken scissors held by Zhao Qingzhu, the sword demon's mind went blank. However, knowing that they had angered the damn Qixingxu, he only paused for a moment before he came to his senses, and then grinned and said:
"I will be a good person today and make sure you leave safely!"
"Haha, let's go!"
Zhao Qingzhu, who became extremely refreshed after the sword demon's last strike, laughed twice, jumped up and down in front of Da Zhongjiu and others, grabbed Wu Ya who was lying on the ground and ran away.
Seeing that Zhao Qingzhu suddenly became very energetic, he looked back and cried with joy uncontrollably. Although he didn't know what was going on with Zhao Qingzhu, as long as he was still alive, that would be fine.