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"Impossible, how is this possible."

"I'm dreaming, telling me, I'm dreaming, it can't be true. It's me that hallucinations are happening."

"King of Hell, how could he be able to do this to the point? It is absolutely impossible."

When countless monks saw it, they almost sucked a cold breath on the spot, let out a burst of incredible screams and roars, their faces full of shock and disbelief. They almost didn't dare to think about the scene in front of them. Even their scalp exploded on the spot.

I saw that the terrifying magic sword that was enough to penetrate the world and shatter the sky was about to slash off from the top of my head. When the sword edge fell to a position that was only 0.0001 cm from the scalp, the magic sword that was originally like a destruction suddenly stopped. It was not that the Demon Sword King was kindly stopped at the sword, but that two fingers appeared strangely in front of the sword, and were directly clamped on the sword body at an incredible speed.

This clip made a crisp sound, and even burst out with dazzling Mars.

The endless sharpness, violent power, with the speed of space, the speed of wind and thunder, the speed of wind and thunder, the magic sword, which was originally as fast as lightning and as sharp as starlight, was clamped by these two fingers, as if a crazy snake was pinched out of a deadly seven inches on the spot. No matter how violent the power in the sword was, those two fingers were like the pillars of the sky, and were always straight and firmly clamped on the sword body, making the magic sword unable to move forward.

That scene made all the monks who saw it feel that their entire scalp was numb and trembling.

The hairs all over the body are standing upside down.

The sword tip is only a short distance away from the head, but this short distance is like a gap between heaven and earth. It is beyond reach.

Between those two fingers, layers of black and crystal-like glow appeared. It seemed that even the texture on the fingers could be clearly seen clearly. It was extremely clear.

"This is impossible. My sword is not something you can withstand and stop with just two fingers. Kill!!"

The face of the Demon Sword King, which had never changed, suddenly had inexplicable emotions. He had a look of surprise, shock, and incredible for the first time, but it was more of a fierce and indifferent look. He let out a roar without hesitation, and a fierce murderous intent shot out like a tide.

There was an unspeakable anger burning and rolling wildly in his chest.

Two fingers!!

Faced with his almost full force, Yan Fusheng had just two fingers to fight against the sword in his hand, and even clamped the sword body, making the sword unable to move forward in half. What is this for? Is it humiliation?

It is a very deceptive thing to fight against my sword with two fingers.

Uncle can tolerate it, but aunt can't.

Shame. It's simply a shame.

A sword cultivator's sword is clamped by two fingers. This is an indelible shame, a shame that must be cleaned with blood, either the blood of the enemy or his own blood.

Rumble!!

The Demon Sword King thought, and a strange and eccentric force suddenly burst out from his arms. He poured into the sword body, and his arms trembled, and the entire sword body immediately vibrated violently at an incredible speed.

As the magic sword shook, suddenly, dark thunder and lightning were completely vented from the sword body at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the sword body, domineering sounds of wind and thunder suddenly burst out.

Boom boom boom boom!!

The dense sound of wind and thunder sounded violently like raindrops. With each explosion, a terrible sword energy burst out from the sword body, sucking and tearing apart the vacuum. At the same time, every breath of the sword body was shaking wildly at an incredible frequency. The vibration, even the space would be shaken into powder by the power contained in the sword. Even the ninth-level magic weapon, or even the Tongtian spiritual treasure, would collapse inch by this vibration.

He wanted to shake the two fingers that clamped the sword into powder and completely annihilate them.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!!

However, the sword body was beating violently, constantly producing terrible destructive power, crazily impacting the two fingers, trying to smash the fingers directly, but the terrible power that was enough to break the Tongtian Spirit Treasure fell on the fingers, and it only made dense and terrifying crisp sounds, and a series of terrible Mars burst out between the fingers.

But he couldn't break his fingers at all.

That scene was extremely terrifying.

All of this, in fact, is just a blink of an eye.

Zheng!!

hold head high!!

Rumble!!

This terrible action seemed to have directly angered the Demon Sword. In the Demon Sword, the three demon dragons made an angry dragon roar at the same time, and exploded in the dragon roar. The violent power was instantly poured out, and with the help of the shock of the sword body, it completely bombarded the fingers in one fell swoop. The terrible power generated by the complete explosion of the power, even the two tough fingers could not help but collapse to both sides.

The moment it collapsed, the sword body that was originally clamped was pulled away directly with lightning speed.

At the first moment, when the sword body shook and waved, four sword shadows appeared directly in front of him at an incredible speed. Each sword shadow conveyed a completely different sharp sword intent.

Dragon Demon Soul-Breaking Sword - Yellow Dragon Demon Sword!!

Dragon Demon Soul-Breaking Sword - Golden Dragon Demon Sword!!

Dragon Demon Soul-Breaking Sword - Dark Dragon Demon Sword!!

Dragon Demon Soul-Breaking Sword - The Instant Dragon Demon Sword!!

The four swords were superimposed and their supreme power instantly condensed on the magic sword. At the same time, the entire sword body, and even the King of the Magic Sword, disappeared from the sky and the earth in the blink of an eye. While igniting, the sharp dragon roars were transmitted from all directions at the same time.

It seemed that there were sword lights constantly waving around the body.

It seems that it is possible to instantly stab from a strange angle at any time, and kill with one blow and send a fatal blow.

"What, what's going on? How could the Demon Sword King suddenly disappear and disappear? No, this is definitely not invisibility. Invisibility is impossible to achieve this level."

"Can this Demon Sword King hide in the space and travel through the space? Such a method is simply unpredictable. If you want to assassinate, with your ability, who can resist it?"

"The King of Hell is not simple either. He can actually clamp the magic sword with two fingers. Could that be some kind of incredible peerless combat skill and supreme magical power, how could it have such a terrifying power?"

A monk shouted in horror.

I felt a chill all over my body when I was doing this method.

But Yan Fusheng, who was in the battlefield, clearly felt the sharp edge and murderous intent conveyed from all directions, as if every inch of the void was distributed with dense murderous aura, interwoven into a terrible net, completely covering everything in the net. At any time, a sharp battle sword would pierce out directly from the void and produce a fatal blow.

Especially the ubiquitous murderous intent, it makes people feel the endless aura of death.

Even Yan Fusheng felt a sudden sternness in his mind.

"With the power of the instant dragon, you can hide in the space of heaven and earth, travel through the void, hide in the darkness, and burst out with terrible killing power. However, you really think you can kill me like this."

Yan Fusheng took a deep breath and slowly uttered a sentence, and his voice exuded a strong sense of self-confidence, which was a kind of strength and belief in himself.

This belief is almost unshakable.

Ang Ang Ang Ang Ang!!

The whole body stood straight on the blood platform without any movement, or even moving steps, and there was an unspeakable calmness and fighting spirit between his eyebrows, and the dragon roars around him were endless.

It seems like a moment, as if it was the past countless years.

Suddenly, behind him, an amazing sharp sword intent and an extremely tragic murderous intent suddenly erupted.

Under this murderous intent, the hairs on the back stood up like needles.

A dazzling sword light suddenly appeared out of thin air and burst out.

"Here, I finally started to use a fatal blow."

"What a dazzling and terrifying sword light. The power contained in this sword is enough to kill me thousands of times in an instant. Is this the terrifying combat power of the king level? It's really terrifying."

A famous monk's eyes suddenly burst out with his brilliance, and he opened his eyes wide, for fear of missing any moment. He knew that he was afraid that this moment would lead to real life and death.

"Good here. I respect you as a sword cultivator. Since I want to divide life and death, I will use the strongest power to send you the last journey. If you want to kill me, I will slap you to death."

The light in Yan Fusheng's eyes burst out like a sharp arrow, twisting the void in front of him, presenting a terrible scene. As Yan Luo Blade did not move at all. Instead, the left hand that had been shrouded in his sleeve seemed extremely slow, and seemed to suddenly stretched out from his sleeve at an incredible speed.

The right hand, which was originally an ordinary color, immediately began to undergo an amazing transformation inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into dark glass crystals, as if cast from glass.

Turned into a terrifying crystal hand that is brilliant and deep.

Bang!!

The first time the palm appeared, he did not slap behind him, but slapped directly at a position in front of him without hesitation. Under his palm, there was no change in the void, but it emitted an indescribable terrifying pressure. It seemed that the whole world was slamming downward with his palms.

bite!!

Under the palm, a terrifying sound suddenly came out of nowhere. Then, a dark magic sword appeared out of nowhere and was slapped by the palm. Moreover, at the moment of slapping, the entire sword made a whine and flew out toward the back. While the flying, the palm did not stagnate at all, and it still broke through the air like a destruction.

Bang!!

Then, the body of the Demon Sword King emerged from the void. The moment it appeared, his palm had already slapped his chest, and a terrifying force spewed out of his hand. As he poured into the Demon Sword King's body, with a loud bang, the tough and terrifying dragon and demon fighting body was immediately split.
Chapter completed!