His approach quickly attracted the Demon Emperor's attention. Hearing the latter's sneer, the fist in his hand changed and he turned to face Leng Xuan. The sword fell, just in time to collide with the Demon Emperor's steel fist.
Together, Leng Xuan felt a pain in his arm, and the Xuanyang Sword almost fell from his hand. Holding back the pain, Leng Xuan held the sword again, and his offensive continued unabated. However, after several rounds of fighting, even though he was as strong as he was, he could not hold on.
Went down. At this moment, Liu Qianhong's voice suddenly came from behind: "Master Leng, get out of the way." Hearing this, Leng Xuan didn't think much and quickly moved away. He had just retreated.
, he saw a Yuming Palace disciple flying up and rushing towards the Demon Emperor. When he saw the person coming, the Demon Emperor's lips looked a little disdainful. To him, except for Leng Xuan, there were no other people present.
No one could enter his eyes. However, when the opponent rushed towards him, the Demon Emperor frowned. There was a flash of light and a loud noise suddenly came out. To the Demon Emperor and Leng Xuan's surprise,
, the disciple of Yuming Palace completed the attack with self-destruction. In terms of cultivation alone, a strong man in the Tribulation Stage may not be powerful, but the lethality produced after self-destruction is enough to compare with a
The powerful man in the Mahayana stage took action. Leng Xuan was shocked and said: "City Master Liu..." Liu Qianhong said solemnly: "I know what you want to say. If the Demon Emperor can be trapped, this sacrifice is acceptable."
While talking, several more Yuming Palace disciples attacked the Demon Emperor. Seeing them sacrificing their lives to stop the Demon Emperor, Leng Xuan couldn't bear it. Gritting his teeth, Leng Xuan turned to look at Long Lingzi and said
"Old guy." Facing his gaze, Long Lingzi seemed to understand something and nodded. Then, he took out a pill and threw it into his mouth. At the same time, Leng Er also imitated him.
Likewise, he swallowed a blue pill into his mouth. Seeing this, Liu Qianhong asked in confusion: "What are you doing?" Leng Xuan did not reply, but took out two pills from his arms and handed one to him.
He put it into Liu Qianhong's hand and swallowed it for himself. After Liu Qianhong swallowed the green pill, Leng Xuan said in a deep voice: "You don't have to do anything later." After saying this, he was deeply moved.
Taking a breath, he lifted the Xuanyang Sword again. At this moment, after swallowing the pill, Leng Xuan's aura had far exceeded that before. Faintly, he seemed to have touched the threshold of a semi-immortal. His momentum
This change also attracted the attention of the Demon Emperor. Turning his eyes, the Demon Emperor stared at Leng Xuan with cold eyes, and the sneer on his lips gradually disappeared.
Without any fancy movements, Leng Xuan raised his hand, lifted the Xuanyang Sword, and stabbed the Demon Emperor's chest directly. Facing the Xuanyang Sword in his hand, the Demon Emperor raised his hand and stretched out two fingers.
As fast as lightning, the sword body of the Xuanyang Sword was clamped. However, Leng Xuan did not give up. Instead, he mobilized his whole body's energy and sent it into the Xuanyang Sword continuously, aiming at the Demon Emperor's body.
It was getting closer. However, when the tip of the Xuanyang Sword was about to touch the body of the Demon Emperor, Leng Xuan suddenly felt a difficulty, as if the tip of the sword was pressed against a steel plate and could not continue to advance. "Is this the level?" Demon
The emperor sneered and said: "It's nothing more than that." Hearing his contemptuous laughter, Leng Xuan bit his steel teeth, and the Xuanyang Sword suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum, knocking the demon emperor's hands apart.