Before its claws could strike down, a bloody sword light spurted out, covering the young man who had been carried away by the magic book. Right in front of Tang Xuanming, the young man let out an earth-shattering scream.
The blood all over his body was drawn out by the strange demonic sword light, and condensed into a bloody magic word in front of him. The corner of Tang Xuanming's mouth twitched.
No longer maintaining the lazy posture before, he simply stood up and patted his butt. He knew that some people must be killed tonight, and only blood would calm these restless martial arts people.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Amidst the rampant demonic laughter, a middle-aged man wearing a black cloak appeared in front of Tang Xuanming, with a proud look on his face.
He was born with a condescending attitude, and he said to Tang Xuanming unceremoniously: "Hand over the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and I can leave you a complete body."
Many martial arts people gathered not far away were exclaiming.
"It's the Sword Demon, the Sword Demon of Sword Worship Villa. Why was he born?"
"It's actually this devil."
"Isn't he reclusive?"
The group of people changed their colors in shock, and they were all a little frightened. It was obvious that this uninvited guest who suddenly appeared here had a high status in the martial arts world, and his reputation was not very good.
Tang Xuanming glanced at the young man who had all the blood drained from his body, and then took a look at the bloody magic word, and felt a little bit.
"If I write a devil on the ground, is it called a sword devil? Then if I write the word "Buddha", won't it mean that I will become a Buddha immediately?"
He sneered, not caring about this so-called sword demon.
In response to him, Sword Demon can be considered a good player in the world. He has opened the bridge between heaven and earth, broken through the innate level, and vaguely touched the level of divine will, but that's all.
Compared with the tyrants of Tianxiahui, he is still far behind, and he can barely be considered a first-rate master in the arena.
"Hmph, I hope your bones are as hard as your mouth."
The sword demon stared at Tang Xuanming with his cold eyes, as if he was looking at a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
"If you have a superb swordsmanship, how can you be less greedy with my sword?"
It was obviously very lively tonight. Tang Xuanming, a middle-aged man with a greedy face and a mustache on his chin, flew in. At his feet was a sword that could be called a magic weapon by the people in the world. This middle-aged man looked a little greedy and wretched.
The man actually came here with a sword.
Yu Jian! Tang Xuanming's pupils shrank, thinking that a very terrifying person was coming.
The martial arts people who gathered in the darkness and did not dare to approach all screamed in surprise.
Unexpectedly, the number of people coming tonight is getting more and more amazing, beyond their imagination.
"There are actually people in the world who can fly with swords...this..."
A group of people looked at each other in shock. Fortunately, they didn't take action before. Otherwise, being targeted by a person of this level would definitely be a dead end.
Tang Xuanming quickly regained his composure after the initial nervousness. He saw that the figure flying with the sword was not the so-called legendary swordsman.
Instead, he relied on his strong internal force to forcibly absorb the sword under his feet, creating the appearance of a sword-wielding immortal.
In fact, this is a thankless effort, the flying speed is slow, it consumes a lot of energy, and it is very unstable.
"3,2,1!"
Tang Xuanming thought silently in his heart, and then heard a huge scream.
"ah……"
Coming with a sword, the middle-aged man who once made Tang Xuanming think that this was a world of immortality let out a scream. The sword under his feet fell uncontrollably, and his whole body fell with it, and he fell to the ground.
mud.
In fact, when the middle-aged man with a greedy face and a small black beard on his chin had the chance to adapt when the long sword fell under his feet, he would not have fallen so miserably, but he was unwilling to let go of it.
The long sword struggled in the void for two times, but still couldn't control it, and then fell heavily to the ground, almost falling to the ground in front of Tang Xuanming.
The middle-aged man who claimed to be greedy for swords didn't bother to brush off the dust on his body. He quickly picked up the long sword, put it in his arms like a treasure, and then stared at Tang Xuanming greedily, without any hesitation.
conceal his desire.
"Can you show me the Holy Spirit Sword Technique?"
Seeing that Tang Xuanming looked sleepy and not awake, Jian Tan did not feel insulted. Instead, he stroked the beard on his chin and thought for a moment, then said: "I can exchange it with you for the one who just flew with the sword."
How about this move? I worked hard to create this."
Tang Xuanming was silent. He didn't expect that such a wonderful person would come, not to use force to coerce him, but to negotiate terms with him, or even make an exchange with him.
Seeing Tang Xuanming's delay in answering, the middle-aged man who looked a little wretched couldn't help scratching his head and looked very troubled.
The arrogant sword demon had an ugly expression on his face. He squinted at this sudden uninvited guest and said unceremoniously: "The Holy Spirit Sword Technique is mine. Are you sure you want to stand on the opposite side of me?"
The sword demon wearing a black cloak did not have a sword in his hand, but he called himself the sword demon. However, no one among the many martial arts people onlookers doubted it, and they all looked convinced.
In the distance, a famous martial artist carefully explained to many martial arts juniors.
"The Sword Demon does not carry a sword with him, but his body is the most terrifying sword. Through his meridians and acupuncture points, he can spit out thousands of invisible sword energy at any time. He is a terrifying thing in the martial arts world that makes people talk about it.
Existence, I didn’t expect him to appear here..."
The famous martial artist commented cautiously, his voice an octave lower than before, for fear that the sword demon would strike him after hearing it.
Tang Xuanming still looked sleepy, as if he didn't pay any attention to the two top figures in the world, Jian Mo Jian Tan.
Luckily for Jian Tan, he loves famous swords the most in his life. He can't see any famous sword or sword move slip away from him. Once he sees it, he will definitely try his best to get the famous sword or sword move in his hand.
It just so happens that he has a measured manner, and although he uses unscrupulous means, he usually does not harm others.
Therefore, in the world of martial arts, although he is known as Sword Greedy, not many people have a strong dislike for him.
Compared to the Sword Demon, who has always been extremely violent in his killing methods, Jian Tan is undoubtedly a meek sheep.
Jian Tan's face was filled with confusion, and he was still thinking of ways to convince Tang Xuanming to show him the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, but the usually irritable Sword Demon had already taken action unceremoniously.
The invisible sword energy passed through the void, making the air slightly distorted.
Ordinary people cannot detect this terrifying sword energy at all, and will only be riddled with holes by such a sharp sword energy.
But for Tang Xuanming, who has a keen sense of the six senses, the trajectory of any invisible sword energy in the void is in his mind, forming a clear scene.
He stepped slightly to the left, and by moving his whole body just one inch, he successfully avoided all the invisible sword energy.