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Chapter 404 Unfinished Battle

The sword light was so fast that it had left the extreme of words, and could almost trigger endless laws, urging the sword body to become more and more rapid and amazing, and it was almost incredible. Almost on the spot, it appeared in front of Yan Fusheng. The dark sword light, with cold murderous intent, slashed out towards his neck like lightning.

puff!!

This sword came very suddenly. Even Yan Fusheng, who had been paying close attention to the surrounding situation, could not quickly detect his powerful soul power before. Facing the sudden appearance of the sword light, even with his superb cultivation, he could only instinctively raise his neck and skull backwards and avoid them slightly.

But this kind of avoidance still did not completely get rid of this terrible sword of killing.

The black sword tip slashed past the neck like autumn water.

The tough film tempered by the body of reincarnation could not block the sharp sword edge at all. It was easily cut and cut open. The black blood beads penetrated out of the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a blink of an eye, a layer of hideous blood marks formed on the neck.

This sword brought indescribable surprise.

But under this sword, although Yan Fusheng shook his head slightly, his entire body had never moved. The blood moon platform under his feet was still steadily suspended above the sea of ​​blood. His two dark eyes burst out with impelling divine light. He swept straight to the position where the sword light appeared. While his face was solemn, he slowly uttered a sentence from his mouth: "The Demon Sword King of the Abyss Clan. I didn't expect that you would return to the Blood Moon Realm and condense your demon essence into your natal talisman. On the real path of Tao, you must be an enemy of me."

Word by word, conveys a kind of supreme determination and confidence. It is not a guess, but an unquestionable affirmation.

brush!!

The blood mist rolled and suddenly separated quickly to both sides. While they were separated, they could clearly see. A blood platform broke through the waves in the sea of ​​blood. On the blood platform, a slender snow-white figure appeared.

On his back was a pitch-black battle sword. On the hilt, you could see a shrinking skull, which seemed to be staring at people and laughing. It was extremely evil. It was a magic sword. Wearing a white robe, but his face was covered with strange magic patterns, looking hideous and terrifying. Standing in the void, it was like a magic sword rising from the sky.

The cold eyes fell straight on Yan Fusheng.

This person was the Demon Sword King, one of the four kings who suppressed the four directions in the underworld, and some people called him the Sword Demon King. But no matter what the title is, it can clearly indicate that his exquisite sword cultivation has definitely reached an extremely terrifying state. Standing on the Blood Moon Platform, his whole body emits a strange pressure. Even the blood mist outside his body seems to present a strange twisted scene.

"King of Hell, you are very good!!"

The Demon Sword King carefully glanced over Yan Fusheng with meaningful contempt and glimpse. There was no slight contempt or glimpse in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "A year ago, you were just a ghost cultivator who was stronger than the same level of cultivator. Unexpectedly, in just one year, you not only broke through to the four tribes of the Soul Gathering Realm, but also tempered your soul power again and condensed your natal talismans. In this vast world, you can actually condense your natal talismans and even complete your breakthrough, in just one year. It is indeed the lord of the underworld who forcibly expelled our tribe from the underworld."

The eyes seemed to contain strange power. While glanced at them, they seemed to have noticed the changes in Yan Fusheng's body, and a solemn expression appeared in his words.

In just one year, and in a place where the world's vitality is far from comparable to those rich worlds, such an incredible and huge transformation has been carried out in the Blood Moon Realm, where the vitality of heaven and earth is far from comparable to those rich worlds. This is a transformation from false to true. Even if a monk ascends to the Thirty-Three Heavens Continent, he still has to undergo several years of tempering and washing in the ascension pool before he can completely transform his cultivation.

It takes several years in the Thirty-Three Days Continent, let alone in this Blood Moon Realm.

If you want to say this, it will scare a large number of people.

"I am making progress. King, you don't seem to be still. During this year, you still condensed your natal talismans and embarked on the path of the supreme true demon. If you can condense your natal talismans, why can't you?"

Yan Fusheng asked without hesitation.

But my mind did not relax at all because of this.

"One year?"

When the Demon Sword King heard it, he let out a meaningful whisper.

After completing the transformation in the Blood Moon Realm in a year, he is the supreme treasure of the Abyss Clan. In the Abyss Blood Pool, he can use the nearly endless energy in the blood pool to cleanse his body in a short period of time and condense his magic power and life talismans. How can the process in this process be the same?

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but feel a little sucked.

"Very good, I deserve to be the opponent I value. If you are too weak, I will be meaningless when I kill you. The stronger you are, the more excited I will be. King of Hell, do you remember the shame brought by expelling us from the Blood Moon Realm, if it were not for the purpose of protecting the elite of my Abyss Clan, there would be a life-and-death battle between us at the beginning."

The Demon Sword King said in a deep voice.

"You are here to complete the unfinished battle back then."

When Yan Fusheng heard this, he said calmly that he had no concern at all about his purpose. Even if he cared about it, he would be nothing but a battle. Since he was going to fight, how could he be afraid of anyone?

"Yes, the humiliation that year and the actions of your Hell, for my abyss, you must die. This time, the king entered the Blood Moon Cave to seek a fair life-and-death duel. In this battle, you may die or I may die."

The King of Demon Swords said without hesitation.

"Okay, let me see what is terrible about your Abyss Clan's unique skills." Yan Fusheng agreed on the spot without fear, and naturally exuded a strong fighting spirit. As his mind moved, a wave of astonishing force was moving rapidly in the flesh and blood around his body. The powerful heart was beating violently again and again, and the speed of this beating was still increasing rapidly at an astonishing speed.

In the body, the reincarnation Taoist meridian was circulating, and streams of pure reincarnation true power turned into illusory black talismans, gushing out quickly, drilling into the blood vessels all over the body, constantly pouring into every inch of blood and flesh. The huge blood energy in the body was ignited out on the spot. Outside the body, a layer of black blood energy naturally emerged, and the blood energy was boiling, as if it was about to boil the entire world.

The huge power of reincarnation is running at an astonishing speed all over the body.

All over his body, his entire energy and spirit reached an unprecedented peak in an instant.

A cold light burst out from his eyes that people dare not look directly at.

"Okay, this king has all his combat power on the sword. In the abyss, the young generation, I am the leader in the sword, so I am known as the Demon Sword, because I have never had any survivors under my sword. In the same level, no one can take my three swords. I wonder if you can let me use the sword moves of "Dragon Demon Soul-Breaking Sword"."

The King of Demon Sword raised his eyebrows and a terrifying sword intent burst out from his body with demonic nature.

Ang Ang Ang Ang Ang!!

As my mind moved, outside of my body, you could even see dark magic dragons hovering around this body, making a terrifying dragon roar.

The moment the words were finished, I almost didn't think about it. The dark magic sword on my back made a sharp sound of sword sound. The right hand of the magic sword king had already landed directly on the hilt of the magic sword. With his arm flapping, the magic sword almost broke out of the scabbard from the scabbard on the spot.

Get the magic sword.

Only the sword held in the hand is the sword that truly belongs to you.

Almost at the moment when he was unsheathed, the King of Demon Sword suddenly swung his sword and drew a mysterious sword light in front of him, which quickly cut through the void. A lifelike dragon shadow suddenly appeared on the dark sword body, and a layer of black magic flames enveloped the entire sword body.

It was like a pitch-black demon dragon quickly traveling through the void at an incredible speed, conveying a violent and terrifying blazing breath in the sword body, an endless invasion, a terrifying domineering attitude. It burst out wildly in the sword.

Moreover, the entire war sword seemed to directly transform into a terrifying dark magic dragon. The sword body twisted in the air like a dragon body, swimming quickly. The movement seemed to follow some terrible law. The trajectory of the demon dragon wandering was not an ordinary trajectory, but a unique Taoist trajectory and trace of the law contained in the world.

Dragon Demon Soul-Breaking Sword - Flame Dragon Demon Sword!!

This sword follows the terrifying trace of fire hidden in the void between heaven and earth.

The violent and aggressive aura almost made people faint on the spot.

Almost instantly, it appeared in front of you.

"Good come. When I perfected the Five Elements Reincarnation Slash, you were there in person. Unfortunately, I failed to compete with you. Today, I will use the Five Elements Reincarnation Slash to break your magic sword."

Yan Fusheng saw the terrifying dragon sword that appeared almost directly in front of him, and felt that he was not facing a sword, but a terrifying and violent demon dragon. On the demon dragon, he even conveyed an unspeakable strange power, which seemed to directly affect the entire mental will, making people unknowingly feel the urge to surrender directly, and to avoid the sweeping demon sword.

That was a terrible demon.

It is a terrible demonic nature that can make people's minds and will have a terrible illusion, and send the vitals directly to the demon sword.

Sure enough, this sword technique has an extremely terrifying magical nature.

If Yan Fusheng had not forged the soul ladder to suppress the soul ghost palace, he would have been eroded and affected by this demonic nature on the spot, and buried under the terrifying demon sword on the spot.
Chapter completed!
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