The bone forest collapsed, and the Devouring King was released. As Zhuo Wen rushed out of the bone forest, he swung the king sword in his hand backwards.
The Wang Sword turned into a gray light and disappeared in the blink of an eye, shooting towards the Rakshasa King.
King Rakshasa looked at the King Sword that was shooting towards him, his pupils could not help but shrink into needles, and his scalp was numb.
boom!
The Rakshasa King held the bone sword and slashed out horizontally, striking hard at the gray light that was about to arrive in front of him. Immediately, a strong wind roared in, making the Rakshasa King's hair fly.
Immediately, the Rakshasa King was horrified to discover that the moment the king's sword fell on the bone sword, the gray death energy was like a tarsal maggot, covering the huge bone sword.
King Rakshasa hurriedly let go, stepped back dozens of steps, and immediately watched helplessly as his bone sword was gradually eaten away by the death energy right in front of him.
"King Rakshasa, things have changed, I didn't expect this death energy to be so restrained on you!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and then in the pervading death aura, a figure suddenly swept out from the pervasive death aura like a big windmill, and then this figure was like a god, rushing towards the Rakshasa King.
Come.
King Rakshasa took a closer look and saw that the figure was none other than Zhuo Wen.
The moment the death energy in Wang Jian eroded away the bone sword, Zhuo Wen had already rushed over, holding the Wang Sword with his right hand, and rushed towards the Rakshasa King without losing any strength.
If it were normal times, Zhuo Wen would never dare to face the Rakshasa King head-on.
But now he has such a huge power of death energy, and the Rakshasa King is under the restraint of death energy, so he may only be able to exert 10% of his strength.
Zhuo Wen is not afraid of the current Rakshasa King.
King Rakshasa's eyes were gloomy, and then he turned around and ran away under Zhuo Wen's surprised gaze.
Zhuo Wen didn't expect that the Rakshasa King would actually run away. You must know that the Rakshasa King gave him the impression of being lofty at first. Now that he ran away like this, the loftiness that the Rakshasa King left for Zhuo Wen was suddenly shattered.
It has to be said that the Rakshasa King was very fast and was already thousands of miles away in just an instant.
Zhuo Wen snorted, how could he let the Rakshasa King go so easily.
Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves and used the space-time wheel. He stepped forward and activated the space-time wheel. In an instant, Zhuo Wen turned into a stream of light and caught up with the Rakshasa King.
Keng!
The sound of the sword cutting through the air came. The Rakshasa King who was fleeing in front took a deep breath, turned around suddenly, and hit Zhuo Wen's chest with his right fist without warning.
Zhuo Wen also didn't expect that the Rakshasa King would attack suddenly. For a moment, the Rakshasa King found a gap and punched him in the chest.
Poof!
Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body felt as if his internal organs were being crushed to pieces.
However, Zhuo Wen was also strong-willed and withstood the punch. The Wang Sword in his hand struck the fist fiercely.
The king's sword passed through the fist without any hindrance, and sliced off King Rakshasa's iron fist-like fist with one strike.
Then Zhuo Wen endured the pain in his body, and controlled the king's sword with his powerful consciousness, and suddenly cut off the Rakshasa King's head.
The Rakshasa King seemed not to feel the pain and ignored the chopped off fist at all. He rolled on the ground and barely dodged the chopped off King Sword.
However, Wang Jian's speed was still very fast, and he still cut off all the parts of King Rakshasa's legs below the knees.
King Rakshasa's recovery power is still very strong, but he found that his legs and fists that were chopped off by the death energy could not be recovered in a short time. If he wanted to recover, he had to drive away the death energy that entered his wounds.
arrive.
At this moment, King Rakshasa was really scared. What he was afraid of was not Zhuo Wen, but this powerful death energy.
As long as he touches a little bit of this death energy, it can quickly eat away at the flesh, blood and bones all over his body.
Poof!
Zhuo Wen spit out another mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, his face extremely pale.
His own cultivation level was only at the peak of Xutian Qidian, but after being punched by King Rakshasa, all the vitality in Zhuowen's body was almost wiped out.
Fortunately, Zhuo Wen had Tianyu Starry Sky Essence in his body. After taking a few drops of Tianyu Starry Sky Essence, his injuries were contained and would not continue to worsen.
But even so, the injuries inside his body are not optimistic. The Rakshasa King's attack contains terrifying corpse poison. This corpse poison cannot even be cured by the Starry Sky Marrow, so it can only be temporarily contained.
"die!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the prostrate Rakshasa King in front of him, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, the King's Sword flew out again and stabbed the Rakshasa King hard in the heart.
King Rakshasa's eyes showed despair, he knew that he was about to die under this king's sword.
It's just that the Rakshasa King was really unwilling to give in. He had just escaped from trouble, and he died like this, and he died in the hands of the ants in Xutian Qideng. He had too much unwillingness in his heart.
However, when the Wang Sword was about to pierce into King Rakshasa's heart, a several-foot-long soul flag appeared in front of King Rakshasa and blocked the King's Sword.
The king's sword was bounced away, and the soul flag instantly swelled to a size of a hundred feet, sucking in all the huge body of the Rakshasa King.
Then, the soul flag turned into a stream of light, disappeared from the spot, and swept into a very high mountain peak at the entrance of the plain.
Zhuo Wen raised his head and met Ma Yujie's eyes on the mountain peak.
Ma Yujie smiled slightly at Zhuo Wen and disappeared into the mountain peak.
"Ma Yujie..."
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, but frowned slightly. He was very surprised, why did Ma Yujie want to rescue the Rakshasa King?
"Could it be that the Rakshasa King's breaking of the seal is really related to this Mayujie?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes became solemn, and he remembered that when he was at the central altar of Death Valley, he saw Ma Yujie appearing outside the candle of death.
Although Ma Yujie tried to break the seal and failed in the end, Zhuo Wen felt something was wrong. What was wrong at the time, he couldn't tell, but now Zhuo Wen has figured it out.
I'm afraid this Mayujie's purpose was not to break the seal on his own. At that time, Mayujie's real purpose was to awaken the Rakshasa King, and then cooperate internally and externally to destroy the seal of the Candle of Death.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen showed a wry smile, and became more and more wary of Ma Yujie.
"Zhuowen, are you okay?"
An old voice came, and immediately several figures came from behind, the first of which was the second elder in gray robes.
The second elder rushed to Zhuo Wen and immediately took out a powerful magic pill and handed it to Zhuo Wen.
When Zhuo Wen took a look at the magical elixir, he realized that it was a ninth-level elixir. He couldn't help feeling that the second elder was so generous, but he pushed the elixir back to the second elder.
He has a lot of magical pills on his body, and there are also fusion magical pills refined by the Emperor Dan Turtle, many of which are more powerful than the magical pill that the second elder took out.
It's just that Zhuo Wen knew that his injuries could not be recovered by magic pills. He had been poisoned by the Rakshasa King's corpse poison. This corpse poison must be forced out slowly. Otherwise, if it accumulates in the body, it will only