The sword energy that penetrated the netherworld clanked and exploded, and the demon sword suddenly raised its head, looking at Xiang Gu Qing with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
"Gu Qing, are you sure you can accept my demon sword! Faint words rang out from the mouth of the demon sword. The shadow of the thousand-foot demon sword slowly dissipated, and the world became strangely quiet!
On top of the Kowloon high platform.
Many powerful geniuses have been watching the battle between Gu Qing and the Demon Sword. They watched the aura around the Demon Sword dissipate in the arena, and everyone looked surprised. Could it be that this ancient successor of the Demon Sword Way knew that he was no match for Gu Qing and was ready to give up?
Heavenly Demon Dao Lu Youzhi stood up fiercely, his calm and gentle face flashed with great shock. Looking at the magic sword in the field, Lu Youzhi's expression kept changing. It was obvious that the actions of the magic sword made him very excited!
"He actually mastered that legendary sword. Is the magic sword really going to rise in this world?" Lu Youzhi murmured as if he couldn't believe what he saw, looking horrified.
Lu Youzhi's words aroused the surprise of everyone around him. Among the four descendants of the ancient evil sect, he is the only one who has not taken action so far. This person has always maintained a calm and calm look, without a trace of the temperament of a descendant of the evil way. He seems to be more like a saint from a certain holy land.
Like a child, it always gives people a feeling of spring breeze.
It is precisely because of this that in the eyes of many young geniuses, Lu You is so mysterious that they cannot see through his roots and regard him as the enemy in the thousand-year event. But what can shock him so much is obviously that
The offensive technique used by the magic sword in the arena must have a great origin!
"Brother Lu, can you explain to us in detail what the legendary sword is?" Lu Chen from the Huankong Palace in the Southern Region said.
Lu Chenjin's words awakened Lu Youzhi. He slowly suppressed the frightened emotion in his heart, looked at the magic sword in the ring with a solemn expression, and then said slowly: "Everyone knows that my four ancient evil sects have a long heritage.
The Heavenly Demon Dao is the first of the four major sects, but when it comes to attack methods, the Demon Sword Dao is the best, and his sword is the supreme attack of the Demon Sword Dao!"
"When the devil comes out, the world is shocked, and the ghosts and gods cry. Has he really mastered such a sword style?" The horrifying words came from the mouth of the Saint of Forgetfulness Valley. She looked at Gu Qing in the field, and her eyes showed extreme unwillingness.
.
Lu Youzhi sighed and said: "I didn't expect the fairy to have such a vision. Yes, this is the legendary demon-holding sword. Not to mention his ancient youth, even if I end up, I may not be able to take this sword.
This Gu Qing is afraid that he will die here!"
Lu Youzhi's words made everyone's faces freeze. Is this person stronger than this devil? Otherwise, why would he say such words?
"No! He must not die, he can only die in the hands of me, Junmaiqing!" Junmaiqing's eyes were bloodshot, and his beautiful face looked extremely ferocious!
Jun Wuqing was killed. As his only relative, Jun Maiqing wanted to peel off Gu Qing's skin and drink Gu Qing's blood. This kind of peerless hatred made everyone around him feel cold in their hearts!
In the arena, Gu Qing's face was indifferent, his eyes looking at the demon sword were filled with an inexplicable color, and playful words rang out in Gu Qing's mouth: "Holding the demon sword! Interesting!"
"Gu Qing! I know you are strong! Unfortunately, you are by no means my opponent, stand down!" Looking at Gu Qing's indifferent face, the magic sword roared loudly, obviously its sword power has reached its peak!
"Ha ha!"
Gu Qing laughed wildly, and the words in his mouth shattered Gao Tian: "Devil Sword! I admire you very much, but it's a pity! You are too far behind!"
"boom!"
The heaven and earth turned upside down, the void shook, and a terrifying scene occurred for everyone!
In the arena, Demon Sword held the sword in one hand and took one step forward. A humanoid shadow walked out of his body. The illusory figure seemed to be another Demon Sword manifesting into the world!
"Zheng!"
The magic sword clanked and turned into a blood-red light and fell into the hands of the shadow. The body of the magic sword seemed to have turned into a puppet, motionless, but the magic light between the eyebrows looked terrifying and astonishing!
"Devil!"
The words of the devil shook the world and shattered the void. The humanoid shadow held the blood-colored magic sword in its hand and came towards Gu Qing to kill like the light of dawn!
"Zhengzhengzheng!"
An inexplicable aura blooms around the shadow, time seems to be slowing down, space seems to be freezing, the world seems to be trapped in a quagmire, and the suffocating aura fills the world!
Everything was silent, the heaven and earth were silent, and the light of dawn flashed across Gu Qing's body, then exploded into pieces and disappeared from this world.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spat out from the Demon Sword's mouth, and the bloody Demon Sword appeared in his hand. He looked at Gu Qing's dull face, and a trace of unbearability appeared in his eyes: "Gu Qing! Although you are very strong, it's a pity that you died in my hands.
!”
"Wow!"
Looking at the scene in the arena, a large number of monks screamed in horror. They did not expect that the magic sword was so terrifying. Gu Qing, who had always been invincible among the younger generation, actually died in the hands of the magic sword!
On the high platform of Kowloon, the master of Qingqing Valley suddenly stood up, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. His slender body kept shaking. Gu Yue'er couldn't believe that his foster father, who was invincible and majestic in his heart, would die in the hands of the magic sword.
!
"Hey! If this person knew how to restrain himself, how could he have fallen into the hands of the Demon Sword!" Looking at Gu Qing in the ring, Lu You sighed!
"Brother Gu Qing!" A sad cry sounded in Ningxiang's mouth, and she staggered towards the ring.
"Gu Guqing, how could you die!" In another arena, Zhao Xuanling looked dull, as if he had not seen the attack of the Saint of the Holy Ming Sect!
Looking at Zhao Xuanling's devastated look, the saintly daughter of the Holy Ming Sect's eyes widened, and the ghostly claws of the underworld suddenly clawed at his heart. If this blow were carried out, even if Zhao Xuanling was in the Fetus Realm, he would be seriously injured!
"Get out!" Vast and terrifying white light filled the world, and a pair of slender jade hands imprinted on the chest of the Saint of the Holy Ming Sect without any warning.
"Crack!"
The sound of broken bones resounded, and the saintly girl of Shengming Sect was instantly shot out. The blood in her mouth sprayed into the void, and then she fell out of the ring!
Without even looking at the Saint of the Holy Ming Sect, Zhao Xuanling looked at Gu Qing's back with a pale face, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Impossible! Impossible! You survived in the hands of a half-step god.
, how could you die in the hands of this person!"
Looking at Gu Qing's dull face in the field, a happy look flashed across the face of old eunuch Lin Kui, and the harsh and hoarse words rang out: "The devil sword wins! Someone comes and kills Gu Qing's body."
Before the old eunuch Lin Kui finished speaking, something shocking happened to everyone!
In the ring, Gu Qing's sluggish face slowly dissipated, the halberd in his hand touched the ground, and playful words rang out: "A sword with a demon! Kill the soul of a person! Not bad, not bad!"
"Brother Gu Qing!" Ningxiang cried with joy when she saw that Gu Qing was still alive.
"You bastard, I knew you wouldn't die so easily!" Looking at Gu Qing's back, Zhao Xuanling's sad face disappeared and he cursed with a smile.
On the high platform of Kowloon, Gu Yue'er, the master of Qingqing Valley, sat down slowly and exhaled the turbid air in his mouth!
Lu Youzhi of the Heavenly Demon Dao suddenly stood up, his gentle and elegant aura dissipating, terrifying magic light tumbling around him, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Gu Qing was extremely horrifying!
"No, it's impossible!" Looking at Gu Qing's playful smile, Mo Jian's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he saw!
"You are half-born, and you are indeed very powerful when you are able to use the power of the soul! What a pity! You are still far behind after all." Looking at the chaotic aura around the magic sword, Gu Qing sighed helplessly.
The strike of the Demon Sword just now really shocked Gu Qing. If he had not cultivated the Immortal Soul, he would definitely be killed by the Demon Sword.
It's a pity that the immortal spirit formed by the Fanjing Glazed Body is extremely powerful. The phantom is just a ray of spiritual consciousness. Not to mention hurting his own spirit, not even a crack is left on the immortal spirit!
"Back off! You are no match for me!" Gu Qing said in a low voice.
Reborn nine hundred years later, this young generation, Mo Jian is the only one that Gu Qing admires, and a trace of pity for talent arises in his heart!
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! The Devil's Sword is the highest inheritance of our Dao. Although I only understand a little bit, even a strong person with a fetal mirror will never be spared!" The words of the Demon Sword seemed crazy and ferocious.
, the aura around him became even more chaotic, and there was a crack in the rock-firm Immortal Heart!
Feeling the despair in Demon Sword's words, Gu Qing frowned. It seemed that he still looked up to this kid. Unexpectedly, a setback made his immortal heart begin to collapse!
"boom!"
A loud noise like thunder exploded into the sky, and the magic light that reached the sky and the earth erupted around Gu Qing. Eight rounds of black sun crossed the sky. The terrifying magic light covered the sky and the sun, and the two people on the ring completely disappeared from everyone's eyes!
Looking at the arena covered by the magic light, everyone's eyes were full of surprise and suspicion. What did Gu Qing want to do? Is it possible to kill the magic sword?
"Buzz!"
An inexplicable aura was blooming, causing everyone's souls to circulate in the arena, and the terrifying magic light gradually dissipated. Gu Qing was seen standing with a halberd, half-kneeling on the ground with the magic sword, and his crazy face looked dull, looking at Gu Qing
His eyes were full of horror!
"What kind of method is this?" Looking at Gu Qing's indifferent face, Demon Sword said with trembling words.
"There are dharma in the world, just like a dream. The opportunity has been given to you. Whether you can get out of the desperate situation depends entirely on you!"
As Gu Qing's words fell to the ground, Demon Sword's body continued to tremble, and his eyes looking at Gu Qing were full of inexplicable colors, and a firm gaze flashed across his eyes!
"I failed!" Miserable words spat out from Demon Sword's mouth, and his half-kneeling body continued to tremble. Two lines of clear tears flowed from Demon Sword's eyes, and then dropped to the ground!
"Wow!"
In the martial arts arena, a large number of onlookers made a noise. What happened in the arena just now? What made the magic sword so excited?
On the high platform of Kowloon, the eyes of the Subduing Dragon Arhat showed a strange light. He looked at Gu Qing in the ring, and his suspicious eyes flashed across his eyes. Is the aura just now the power of the soul? Impossible! This boy is only at the level of condensing pills.
How could a monk have the power of the soul that transcends the realm of transcending the body? And that aura is too weak compared to the power of the soul!