"Sword drawing technique - ten thousand instant slash!"

One breath of thousands of swords!

After a moment

The sky was covered with hundreds of thousands of sword shadows, densely packed and dazzling.

The shocking sword energy slashed the sky and completely shattered the sky.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sword was slashed out, and the whole sky echoed with roars, as deafening as the mysterious thunder of the nine heavens.

"What an amazing sword!"

"That kid was able to launch such an amazing attack!"

"In just a few breaths, I seemed to see hundreds of thousands of sword shadows covering the sky, submerging the clan leader inside!"

"That kid can actually use such a terrifying move, and after fighting for so long, isn't his physical strength consumed at all?"

"It's really hard to figure it out!"

When the strong men of the Tianhu clan saw the domineering sword shadows all over the sky, they all showed extremely solemn and nervous expressions.

This sword energy made them feel a huge threat.

At this moment, all the powerful demon clans in Wan Yao City were serious and solemn.

Obviously, the power of this sword was so powerful that they had to be afraid.

"This - this sword-drawing technique can kill the world in ten thousand instants!"

"This - is this young man really Ling Yun from five hundred years ago?"

"The appearance, tricks, body movements, and aura are exactly the same as Ling Yun five hundred years ago. Even he himself admitted it. Could it be that it is him, and he is still alive?"

The Lord of the Demon Realm, Long Batian, touched his chin, his face was gloomy, and his cold eyes stared at Ling Yun above him, and said in his heart.

"If it was him, haha, I will be able to avenge my father who has died for a hundred years today!"

Long Batian grinned. If the other party was really the Heaven-Slaying Sword Immortal who fell five hundred years ago, then it would be as his wish. Today he could avenge his dead father.

"Bang bang bang~"

There were deafening roars echoing in the sky, which lasted for a long time before stopping.

All the strong men of the demon clan gathered in the first place. They wanted to know what was born in the explosion just now and who won.

His eyes gathered over and saw Ling Yun standing proudly in the void holding two swords in his hand, looking safe and sound.

On the other side, the huge body of Hu Xiaotian, the leader of the Tianhu clan, was covered with blood, and the white flames were almost destroyed by the blood.

After a closer look, it was revealed that Hu Xiaotian's body was covered with dense sword marks. He could not count how many sword marks were on it at all, but Ling Yun knew that he had drawn nearly 100,000 sword marks on the other party's body.

The rest of the attacks were blocked by Hu Xiaotian, but even so, Hu Xiaotian was covered in scars and covered in bruises by Ling Yun's Wanshu.

"This - how is this possible?"

"Clan-Clan leader was actually covered in bruises by that boy?"

"What a joke, the clan leader was actually severely injured by that kid?"

"The patriarch was defeated?"

When the powerful Tianhu tribe saw the blood-stained tiger roaring in the sky, they all looked shocked.

"How is that possible?"

"Xiaotian was defeated?"

"That boy actually hurt Hu Xiaotian so hard?"

The leader of the Demon Wolf tribe lost his heart, the leader of the Golden-winged Xuanying tribe, the leader of the Ten Thousand Python tribe, Python Xuanyue, the leader of the Wanpython tribe, was shocked and looked shocked.

Can't believe it.

"Tiger Xiaotian's strength is comparable to ours. If that kid can defeat Tier Xiaotian, his strength is not inferior to us!"

"This young man has such terrible strength!"

"It seems we all underestimated him!"

The top-level demon clan's faces became solemn at this moment, and they looked at each other and said in a deep voice.

"Damn it~"

"I-Immortal actually lost to you~"

In the sky, the tiger roared into a human form, his face turned pale as frost, his body shaking, and then he fell straight down.

"not good!"

"Class leader!"

Seeing this, all the powerful people in the Tianhu clan changed their faces.

Several elders of the Tianhu clan immediately flew over to catch their patriarch.

"Next, who else wants to try my immortal's skills? Even if you let the horse come over, if you don't dare, you can go together. I immortal doesn't care about your number!"

"Anyway, the result is the same, you all have to die!"

Ling Yun stood proudly in the void holding two swords, looked around with an extremely cold face, and provoked the demon clan powerhouse below.

As soon as these words came out, all the powerful demon clans present were angry.

"Damn, this kid is so crazy!"

"I ignored our demon clan again and again and didn't give him some color. He really thought that no one in this fairy world could cure him!"

"I don't believe it anymore. Can this kid still make a big splash today!"

The powerful demon clan's face was gloomy at this moment, staring at the extremely arrogant Ling Yun in the sky.

"The leaders of all major families, this kid has extraordinary strength. Even the leader of the Tiger Clan has defeated him. You don't think it's better for us to take action together. How about taking down this crazy man?"

Ying Changtian, the chief of the Golden-winged Black Eagle clan, narrowed his eyes, looked at the other powerful men of the demon clan, and suggested.

Upon hearing this, the other powerful demon clans thought for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

"That's all, the leader of the tiger has been defeated by that boy. If we don't take action, our demon clan won't have to hang out in the fairy world!"

The leader of the Demon Wolf clan, Lang, spoke indifferently.

"Well, let's take action together. Even if that kid has the Heaven-Slaying Immortal Sword in his hand, he will have to finish playing!"

"Yes, our strength is comparable to that of the Tiger Clan leader. If we join forces, that kid has no chance of winning!"

"After the battle, the kid's physical strength must have been consumed a lot. If we join forces, he will definitely die!"

The top strong men of the demon clan looked at each other at this moment, all agreeing with the suggestions of Ying Changtian, the chief of the Golden-winged Black Eagle clan.

"That's it, let's go!"

Ying Changtian, wearing a golden robe, carried his hands on his back, looked at the most powerful demon clans and said lightly.

After talking, the strongest demon clans all took off and flew to the same height as Ling Yun, and stood in confrontation with him.

"Boy, it's your honor to force us to take action together!"

"Afterward, you will see the real terrible thing about my demon clan!"

Ying Changtian narrowed his eyes, and a sharp cold light shot out from his sharp eyes, and said in a cold tone.

"The Golden-winged Black Eagle Clan, the Demon Wolf Clan, the Ten Thousand Python Clan, and other demon clans are the most powerful. Come on, let's go together, I will play with you."

Looking around and watching the supreme demon clans prepare to attack him, Ling Yun was not nervous at all, but was a little excited.
Chapter completed!