Dugu Baitian looked at the God of Death who had reached the holy level in the sky, and he didn't think at all that he was trying to bluff his ancestor in the world of killers, but it was obviously unrealistic.
"Boy, do you want to tell me or not how you learned about those secrets? If you don't tell me, I'll knock your socks off with one slap."
Dugu Baitian said: "Old fellow, don't be so arrogant. Do you think there is only one Martial Saint in this world? How could I know these secrets if I didn't know a Martial Saint with outstanding skills? If you disrespect me, you will not be able to escape within three days."
The consequences of the cessation of consciousness.”
"Hey, boy, you are really good at boasting. I want to see who can destroy me." As he said this, he was about to take action.
Shui Tianhen said: "Senior, please don't take action yet."
The God of Death sneered: "What else do you have to say?"
Old Martial Emperor Shui Tianhen said: "Senior, can you let the other innocent disciples leave? How about I stay with this young man?" He pointed at Dugu Baitian and continued: "The main reason why the second killer organization in the world was destroyed is that
Because the two of us participated in the war, our disciples did not play a big role."
The old Emperor Wu now wants to save the disciples of the three sects, because Ruruo has no chance of winning against the saint-level masters and has been wiped out even if his own side can't take action.
"Hey, I can't do it. Since you have alerted me to leave the border early, I have to pay the price for your stupid behavior."
The old Emperor Wu smiled apologetically and said, "Senior, can you let these two children go?" He pointed at Crystal and Hua Yunxian and said, "They are still children. They don't understand anything, so just let them go."
The killer said coldly: "One can leave."
When Old Emperor Wu saw that the God of Death was so cold and uncompromising, he stopped being polite and said angrily: "You, this immortal old man, have said all the nice things to you, but you are so disrespectful that you don't give me any face. I xxxx, your uncle, I xxxx, you...I xxx...
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Everyone was dumbfounded that the mighty Emperor Wu started to curse like a rogue.
Dugu Baitian couldn't help laughing. Although he had known that this old man was not a kind person, he never expected that he would be so "bold" and insult a holy master in public.
The saint-level master was so angry that he was shaking all over and pointed at Shui Tianhen and said: "Boy, you are really looking for death."
After saying that, he raised his hand and shot a bright edge towards Old Emperor Wu, and the space made an unpleasant whistling sound as if it had been torn apart.
Shuitianhen Dahai quickly dodged to the side.
The sharp edge hit the ground, dust and gravel flew up, and a large black hole appeared where he originally stood.
Everyone gasped. The simple blow from the saint-level master was so shocking. If he had used all his strength to strike, I am afraid that everyone combined would not be able to withstand his blow.
At this time, Dugu Baitian waved to Crystal and Hua Yunxian to ask them to step back. He pulled out the Demonic Edge from behind and said to the killing god in the air: "God damn old executioner, look at what this is!"
The God of Death turned his head to watch and was shocked. Everyone present may not feel anything, but he has reached the holy level. His consciousness is many times stronger than those of those people. He suddenly sensed this weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword.
extraordinary.
When he concentrated all his consciousness on the weapon, a vast energy surged out from the Demonic Edge and hit his consciousness hard. The God of Death screamed and spit out three large mouthfuls of blood. His body shook a few times in the air and almost fell.
Come down.
"Boy...you...what exactly is in your hand?" The God of Death showed a look of horror in his eyes. He only sensed it for a moment before he received a strong backlash. You can imagine the terror of the weapon in front of him.
Dugu Baitian yelled: "Hey, you idiot Martial Saint, you don't even recognize the relics of the ancestor of all demons. Your life is in vain. Haven't you heard of the greatest existence that ever existed in this world? He Baitian
The Hundred Saints, the God-Destroyer made him invincible in the world. Later, he got tired of the invincible life and entered the heaven before disappearing. But his weapons were left behind in the human world. He deterred the Hundred Saints and shocked all the demons. Hey, look carefully. This is the peerless magic weapon of the Demon Ancestor back then.
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The God of Death was shocked. Although what Dugu Baitian said was completely different from what he knew, the existence of such a weapon was an indisputable fact. The weapon in Dugu Baitian's hand now made him tremble. He really doubted that this was the legendary weapon.
The peerless magic weapon in .
However, he felt that this speculation was too ridiculous. The most powerful magic weapon in the legend was difficult for ordinary people, not to mention the mighty martial saints, to control. It was impossible for such a young boy in his early twenties to easily hold it in his hands.
He once again opened his consciousness to test the Demonic Edge. This time, the powerful force gushed out from the Demonic Edge was stronger than the last time. It hit his consciousness so hard that it almost caused him to lose consciousness. He vomited several large mouthfuls of blood in succession.
His body was shaking violently. A bone-chilling chill hit his heart, and he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar. The endless killing intent emitted by the magic edge gave him a sense of powerlessness.
"How could this happen? How could this happen..." He muttered to himself with dull eyes.
The onlookers were shocked and didn't know why the God of Death suddenly vomited blood, but they vaguely felt that it had something to do with the strange-looking weapon in Dugu Baitian's hand.
Suddenly the God of Death's eyes flashed fiercely and said: "It's really effortless to get out without hiding in iron shoes. I think that my God of Death has been wandering between life and death all my life. When I was a young killer, I had to deal with the God of Death almost every day. It's embarrassing to be emperor.
After entering the holy realm, I met the damn Sky Patroller and almost lost my mind. Now that I have such a peerless magic weapon in front of me, how can I let it go? With such a weapon, even if I face the Sky Patroller,
I am not afraid that the days of suffering are finally over. Haha..." He laughed wildly.
Dugu Baitian sneered: "Stop boasting. Do you think you can hold him? Just looking at him will make you vomit blood. If you hold him in your hand, you won't explode and die immediately."
At this time, everyone understood that the strangeness indeed came from that weird-looking weapon.
The God of Death stopped talking and raised his hand to face Dugu Baitian, who struck directly at him with a dazzling sword that was unparalleled in three strikes.
Dugu Baitian waved his hand to Shui Tianhen, who was about to rush to help. He held the Demonic Edge tightly with both hands and rushed forward. He was betting that the Demonic Edge could withstand the unparalleled power of a Saint-level master.
The three sharp edges struck the Devil's Edge in an instant, but there was no loud rumble as everyone imagined. The dark Devil's Edge absorbed those edges and all the brilliance disappeared into this edgeless weapon.
Dugu Baitian's confidence soared. He had already felt an affinity for the Demon Blade earlier, and now his feeling became even stronger. It was like his partner for many years, as if it was already connected to him by flesh and blood.
"What can you do to me, you old immortal?" Dugu Baitian yelled at the God of Death in the sky: "Do you still want to continue? Divine weapons and sharp weapons are inhabited by virtuous people. If you rob them by force, you will only bring humiliation to yourself.
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Shui Tianhen muttered: "A virtuous person lives here. Is a bastard like you also virtuous?"
The God of Death in the Sky had an uncertain face. He was now certain that this was definitely the legendary magic weapon, but it seemed that he had already recognized his master.
He was very unwilling to attack Dugu Baitian again and countless swords flew out from his hands. The sound of wind and thunder in the air made the disciples of the three sects retreat in horror.
Although the attacks of the God of Death were terrifying, in the end all attacks were easily neutralized by the Demonic Edge.
Everyone present was stunned and couldn't believe what was happening. It was unbelievable that a strange-looking weapon could block the terrifying power of a holy master.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the God of Death, and he flew towards Dugu Baitian. Like a bolt of light, he came in front of Dugu Baitian very quickly. He stretched out his hand to take the magic edge and at the same time kicked Dugu Baitian's abdomen with his right foot.
The movements of the saint-level master were so fast that Dugu Baitian almost didn't react. But at the critical moment, the dark magic edge suddenly burst out with a dazzling light and swept away the killing god who came to seize the blade with a harsh roar.
Voice.
The God of Death turned pale with fright and hurriedly flew away to avoid the attack of the light, but he was covered in cold sweat.
Mo Feng is so weird that he can attack people on his own, as if he has a mind.
Dugu Baitian was also shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. If he was kicked by a saint-level master, he would have to cut off every inch of his body. After the false alarm, he was no longer afraid and raised the magic edge in his hand to challenge: "You old immortal, come again. If you have the ability, snatch it away."
Come over here or I'll chop you up."
As he spoke, he used all his strength on the Demonic Edge to send out a burst of violent energy fluctuations with him as the center. He struck hard at the God of Death in the air.
The Demonic Edge emitted a jet-black light and rushed toward the God of Killing with an evil aura that soared into the sky.
The God of Death sneered and waved his palms continuously. The bright edge of the overwhelming Gang Qi was intertwined with the black light.
Fierce collisions, fierce exchanges, dull thunderous sounds were heard in the air, and finally, the black light converged to kill the god, and he lost his mind for a while.
A young Emperor Realm expert actually fought him to a draw with that peerless magic weapon. This made the God of Death so depressed that he vomited blood and went crazy. At the same time, it made him want the Demon Blade even more.
The disciples of the three sects who were watching were even more surprised. They did not expect that Dugu Baitian could actually compete with a saint-level master.
The God of Death looked at him with fury and coldness, wanting to tear him apart and finally rush towards him again.
This time Dugu Baitian closed his eyes. He knew that his eyes were not as accurate as the information captured by the emperor's consciousness. When the God of Death came less than one meter in front of him, he thrust the demonic edge forward. However, this time it was dark.
The magic edge did not emit any light.
The God of Killing was so excited that he didn't care about hurting Dugu Baitian and rushed to grab Mo Feng. But the moment he relaxed, Mo Feng spit out a dazzling sharp edge that instantly pierced his abdomen and blood spurted out.
The God of Death screamed and flew to a high altitude. Blood rained down from the high altitude. He felt that a cold force seemed to be chewing on his soul. He used all his strength to force the cold breath out of his body.
"You brat, you are so ruthless... It turns out that the magic weapon can melt people's souls... If you wait for it in the near future, I will definitely make your soul fly away."
After saying that, the God of Death transformed into a ray of light and flew away into the distance.