Looking at Duan Feng solemnly, Jinpeng Sword King took a deep breath and looked at Chen Xinzhu.
"I admit that your swordsmanship is superior to mine, but I still have another sword!"
Buzz!!
The terrifying energy suddenly exploded, and the void shook.
At this moment, Jinpeng Sword King held the hilt of the divine sword tightly with both hands, his expression extremely solemn.
"This is……"
Hundreds of miles away, the three-eyed demon king opened his three big eyes with a horrified expression.
As a core member of Tiangan Mountain, I am no stranger to this scene. It is a taboo power passed down from our ancestors...
…
Above the sky, as an extremely terrifying aura spread, the Jinpeng Sword King's face became distorted.
At this moment, the sky is stagnant, and the healing speed of the vacuum cracks is also greatly reduced.
This power seems a bit terrifying.
Apart from that, a dignified look flashed in Chen Xinzhu's eyes.
With this look, it looks like Jinpeng Sword King is going to fight for his life.
"The last sword?"
With a murmur, Chen Xinzhu's eyes slowly became sharper.
"Then let me pay a little respect."
After finishing his words, Chen Xinzhu clenched the hilt of his sword...
At this moment, there was a pop, and Jinpeng Sword King couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at his extremely pale and distorted face, it was obvious that this sword was a huge burden on him.
The three-eyed demon king knows this best.
The power of taboo is not only taboo to the enemy, but also taboo to oneself.
In a sense, it is similar to the principle of Seven Injury Boxing, hurt others first and hurt yourself first!
However, the power of Taboo cannot be compared to the Seven Injury Fist...
That is real, disruptive power!
However, because of this, this power is not so easy to control.
Apart from the Lord of Tiangan, only three or two people can barely control the vast Tiangan Mountain.
Moreover, except for the Lord of Heavenly Stems, once others use this kind of power, even if they can defeat their opponents, they themselves may be disabled...
In other words, it is not much different from dying together.
Thinking of this, the Three-Eyed Demon King respected the Jinpeng Sword King even more.
In his opinion, with the unparalleled speed of the Jinpeng Sword King, if he chooses to run away with all his strength, he may not be able to escape.
However, he did not choose so.
Instead, he decisively used the forbidden power, at the expense of himself, to fight for the demon clan!
Respect the demon!
…
Click! Click!
Vacuum cracks spread from the Jinpeng Sword King's body.
Before this sword was born, the three-eyed demon king hundreds of miles away already had a chill running down his spine. This was the power of the taboo.
However, what the Three-Eyed Demon King didn't know was that the Jinpeng Sword King didn't think that much.
He just instinctively realized that running away was useless, and instinctively made the strongest choice.
At this moment, the only thing he focused on was Chen Xinzhu. As long as he could kill Chen Xinzhu, he would do it no matter what.
This is his way as a swordsman!
Would rather break than bend!
Soon, the Jinpeng Sword King came out with his sword!
Thanks to the opportunity given to him by Chen Xinzhu and the increase in forbidden power, the power of this sword far exceeded his previous limit.
The sky cracked again!!
As this sword was slashed out, an aura of destruction rose up in the completely shattered void, as if the world was really coming to an end.
This sword came into his mind, and the three-eyed demon king's eyes were blurred.
This is the power of taboo, it is frightening!
Apart from the smile, Chen Xinzhu's eyes also became serious.
Although they were of different races, at this moment, he still saw a swordsman at his most brilliant.
This sword is much stronger than his previous mountain-cutting sword.
The forbidden power of the Jinpeng Sword King is somewhat like the protection of the Sword Master.
but……
The gap in strength was far greater than Jinpeng Sword King imagined.
…
Suddenly, little stars rose around Chen Xinzhu, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, and fell into Chen Xinzhu's hand with the long sword.
Then, a pure white sword energy appeared again, and the origin of the sword and the origin of the soul were also revived at the same time.
The sword master's protection was also fully activated.
This time, in order to express his respect to a swordsman, Chen Xinzhu used the eighth form of Dugu Nine Swords that he had just learned!
Groan!!
Without warning, a sword roar that should not have been heard was clearly transmitted to the ears of all swordsmen within a radius of thousands of miles.
At the same time, the pure white form of the Galaxy Sword Qi was clearly reflected in their minds.
At this moment, as if they had witnessed the ultimate principle of swordsmanship, countless swordsmen within thousands of miles fell into epiphany.
This day is the carnival of swordsmen in the north!
In the eyes of Jinpeng Sword King, this sword is more dazzling than the starry sky and hotter than the sun.
Therefore, even though the pain was like tearing his soul, even if he was about to die in the next moment, Jinpeng Sword King could not help but open his eyes wide and stare closely at this pure white sword energy.
"This is taboo..."
Before he could finish his words, the pure white sword light that arrived in a flash instantly drowned the Jinpeng Sword King's sky-splitting sword light and drowned the Jinpeng Sword King's figure.
Above the sky, as the pure white sword energy swept across, everything was completely wiped out.
This is the path of swordsmanship chosen by Chen Xinzhu, who can defeat all methods with one sword!
After a few breaths, the sword light gradually disappeared, revealing the scene above the sky.
Apart from the dense spatial cracks, Chen Xinzhu was the only one left.
"Go well."
After finishing his words, Chen Xinzhu reached out and made a move, and an exquisite storage ring flew towards him at high speed.
This is the only thing left in the sword energy under his precise control.
…
Hundreds of miles away, the three-eyed demon king froze.
"Failed!"
The First Heavenly King who used the forbidden power was defeated!
To be precise, it was not just a defeat, but a defeat
At this moment, looking at the gentle figure in the distance, the three-eyed demon king only had seven words left in his mind.
Huashan Sect, Yunxiao Sword Sect!
He knew very well that from today on, these seven words would become an insurmountable mountain.
The mountain that stands in front of all the demon clans in the demon realm!
Even the Jinpeng Sword King, who was fourth on the grandmaster list, was defeated. Who among the demon clan today can block the power of this sword energy?
It is conceivable that after today, the situation of the demon clan will be even more worrying.
Thinking of this, the three-eyed demon king's eyes were dull and a little confused.
"Lord, there is no time..."
Before he finished speaking, a pure white sword energy came from the sky and instantly killed the three-eyed demon king.
The three-eyed demon king thought that by hiding hundreds of miles away, he could avoid Chen Xinzhu's spiritual detection. However, he did not know that Chen Xinzhu's soul talent was several times that of ordinary people, and the range of spiritual detection was also the same.
Now, since Chen Xinzhu has killed the Jinpeng Sword King, he will naturally not let go of this "rat" hiding in the corner.
Therefore, all the demon kings of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance on the border of Qinzhou were wiped out!
…
At the same time, reactions occurred immediately in the north and south of the world.
In a certain hall in Tiangan Mountain in the north, a black-robed demon king guarding here looked dull as he watched the fate card in front of him slowly break apart.
After all, the owner of that destiny card is now the number one master in Tiangan Mountain!
The first heavenly king personally proclaimed by the Lord of Heavenly Stem...
——Jinpeng Sword King!!
After a long time, his face turned pale and he hurriedly ran out of the hall...
At the same time, Black Cloud Stream in southern Xinjiang.
A man in black robes sat cross-legged on a huge mysterious altar, looking down at the dark book in his hand.
When he saw the name at the top slowly turning gray, he couldn't help but let out a dark and deep laugh.