Chapter 514 Do not touch the sword of the suzerain

  Three inextinguishable spirits entered the body, Zhao Fangce's aura rose higher and higher, and in an instant he had the capital to fight Lu Li's life, along with it, he also took part in the luck of the air, and also affected the control of the Dragon Vessel by the Ten Emperor Wheel.

  If this place is not covered by the thirty-six stars in the sky, it would have directly attracted the thunder tribulation, and both of them will perish.

  Lu Li didn't notice the difference. The powerhouses who were able to keep their martial spirits were all the most outstanding emperors of the Zhao family. In addition to the current emperor Zhao Fangce, the four martial spirits joined forces, and it was normal to affect the dragon veins.

   But the number of Tiangangs has been established, and it is impossible for Zhao Fangce to take the dragon veins from him.

The moment the   Ten Emperor Wheel was formed, he had already won.

   Lu Li smiled savagely, showing endless demonic suffocating energy. His height was raised to 2.5 meters. A face comparable to a fairy was twisted into a beast face, with a tiger head and a human body, holding a Fangtian painted halberd and wearing bronze armor.

  Lu Li had never experienced the transformation of his body, and he was in a half-demon body, revealing his body shape, indicating that Zhao Fangce did make him feel threatened.

  The golden light was vertical and horizontal, and the evil spirit was washed away, and the two of them were killed outside Gushan City in an instant.

The vast plains turned the rivers and the seas, Zhao Fangce held the demon sword, and thousands of sword lights shot into the void. He possessed three martial spirits. The martial arts were tyrannical and defying the sky. Flaws to speak of.

   Being suppressed by Zhao Fangce several times in a row, Lu Li felt a little embarrassed and turned into anger, Fang Tianhuaji shattered the void, the billowing demonic energy manifested as a roaring beast shadow, and danced nine long tails horizontally to crush Daqian.

   High in the sky, thirty-six stars flickered, and Zhao Fangce, who swept the demon cloud with his sword, froze, and was swept to the ground by the grinning Lu Li.

  A huge mushroom cloud rises, overlooked from high altitude, the plain cracks and spreads, and a mottled eye socket is deeply sunken.

   Zhao Fangce rose into the sky, the Demon Slaying Sword bloomed with golden glow, and the hundred-zhang golden dragon surrounded his body, resisting the surging power of the sea of ​​stars, and slayed in front of Lu Li.

  Lu Li roared and rolled the demon cloud, his body concealed the dazzling galaxy, and the monstrous demonic energy spread out as if there was no end to it, solidifying one world and forming an obscure absolute domain.

  Zhao Fangce was as fast as lightning, leaving behind afterimages of the golden figure. Following the guidance of the three martial spirits, he reached the eye of the galaxy formation, and in just a few breaths he broke the great formation that Lu Li was proud of.

  No way, both sides are too familiar with each other.

  Lu Li is familiar with the Zhao family's martial arts, and he can play a set with his eyes closed. Martial soul is familiar with the formation of the demon clan, and can be engraved in the depths of his soul even when he dies.

   On the sidelines, the two imperial guards, 31 and 36, were waiting in full force. Their muscles were tense, ready to rush into the battlefield at any time and fight for the chance of a fatal blow for Zhao Fangce.

   It is said that it is the guard in front of the royal family, so it is not a hole card in Zhao Fangce's hand.

   "Two little brothers, why are you so excited, you look at this king, I'm not in a hurry."

   A lazy voice came from his ears, thirty-one and thirty-six eyes shrank suddenly, and the body of the primordial spirit was like falling into an ice cave.

Liu Li put his hands on the shoulders of Thirty-One and Thirty-Six, one left and one right, looking at the fierce battle from afar, he found that Lu Li seemed to have fallen into a disadvantage, and couldn't help but praised: "What the king said, we all rely on hatred to support each other. I’m tired, it’s impossible to shake hands and make peace, it’s still okay to not communicate with each other in old age or death!”

   Yes, he is praising himself.

  31 and 36 could not hear what Liu Di said, the face and facial features were filled with green light, and the **** body seemed to be drained of strength, and it was extremely difficult to move the eyelids.

   "Don't be afraid, this king is not here to kill people, just leave after watching this good show." Seeing that the two were extremely nervous, Liu Di, who was a man on the left and right, hurriedly comforted him.

  Because of the identity of the demon king, these words are seriously unconvincing.

  …

  In Gushan City, the five great demon flags stand still.

  The group of demons vented their evil spirits, condensed the method of battle of the demon clan, changed the shadow of the big demon, and bombarded the five-color city wall indiscriminately.

   The defenders and a group of monks were retreating, the number was at an absolute disadvantage, and there was no rear support, so they could only defend the banners of the five directions.

  If it wasn't for Qiu Yin who was attacked by two worlds of bottles of wisdom, killing demons like numbness, walking across mountains of corpses and seas of blood, without blinking a single eye, this city wall would have been broken.

   It seems that the overall situation is still under control, but in fact it is not. Tu Yuan is tired of running around to make up for leaks. He is fighting the two demon generals, Jiren and Wu Ou alone, to a precarious point.

   Give her some breathing time, she doesn't have to bow down, and she can kill these two demon generals with the help of the two world bottles, but everything is in Lu Li's calculations, and she can't even find a chance to breathe.

  Tu Yuan blasted away the Great Demon Seal of the Five Emperors, shaking Jiren and Wu Ou back. The two demons realized that Tu Yuan's strength was not as strong as before, and they all grinned and revealed the body of a half-demon. The gloomy demon cloud spread out, so heavy that Tu Yuan couldn't breathe.

   On the other side, the demon general Kuiling also has an absolute advantage.

   Gushan City defending cultivators, either rushing to the aid of the three surrounding cities, or gathering the flags of the five parties to fight to kill the demon soldiers. The only opponents left to him, or decent opponents, are Zhan Lexian, Zhan Hongqu, and Zhao Wuyou.

   One mediocre, two pits, and Kui Ling, who was in the perfect fit stage, was invincible with his fists and feet, and he was stunned to play the demeanor of the great power in the tribulation period.

  ! !

  Kuiling showed the body of a half-demon, three meters tall, with red hair and fangs full of ferocious fangs. He hit Zhao Wuyou with his elbow, dodging to avoid the sword light coming from the father and daughter together.

   "Four Styles, Sword Prison!"

  Senran's cold halo opened up the atomized sword qi, and between the thunderous vibrations, four streamer swords blocked the south, south, north and west, pointing to the sky, imprisoning Kuiling with nowhere to escape.

  The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the murderous aura is boundless.

   Facing the powerful enemy, Zhan Lexian did not hold back at all, the violent sword intent erupted in an instant, and the sword column of Chongxiao reversed the void, severing the body of the tyrannical monster in Kuiling, bursting a **** fog.

   "Hoohoho——"

   The pained Kui Ling roared, his eyes were gouged out by the sword light, two **** holes glared at Zhan Lexian, his arms were inserted into the void, his muscles were twisted, and the four-handled streamer was ripped into pieces with brute force.

   No skills, pure violence.

  Zhan Lexian narrowed his eyes slightly, and secretly said something outrageous.

   It's not that he was surprised that Kui Ling's body was strong, but he found that his little white-faced sect master and the demon clan were in the same way. As the strongest sword intent holder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he also rolled up his sleeves and fists during battle.

  Thinking like this, Kuiling's already hideous face became even uglier.

   There are no superfluous feelings, all personal grudges.

  Zhan Lexian burned his mana, broke an elder's saber with a bang, turned into white light, and the human and sword were united.

  Kuiling looked up to the sky and cried out in pain, his red eyes described as a madman, and with a long sword in his hand, he stepped to catch up with Zhan Lexian who used the method of breaking the sword.

  Zhan Lexian surged the mana of his whole body, and the sword light gave vent to him. With the sharpness of Daweitian, he forcibly suppressed the tyrannical body of the demon general level.

   may have brought in some characters, and they were all over the top.

   Zhao Wuyou stood up with his sword, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, the little white hair was full of blood, and looked at one of the thirty-six phantoms, his eyes were full of crazy killing intent.

   Zhan Hongqu on the other side, gritted his teeth and watched his father get into a hard fight, and he couldn't help much. If I knew this earlier, I should put down my restraint that night and study the Immortal Sword Intent with Lu Bei.

   Saying these things is not very useful now. She took out the iron sword with her backhand for many years, and broke it in response to the method of breaking the sword.

   Another white light rushed into the battle circle, two white awns pierced vertically and horizontally, killing Kuiling back and forth again and again, with sword marks all over his body and no good flesh.

   A Daweitian and a Dasutian, the two of them blessed with sword intent, enough to break through Kuiling's tyrannical fleshly body, but to kill their primordial spirit, it was a little short of fire after all.

  After a cup of tea, a sturdy white skeleton with a height of three meters stood on the ground, covered with flesh and blood, and healed itself at a high speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your Majesty bestowed me with the undefeated Yuanshen, the long swords in your hands are so sharp, do you want to kill this general?" Kuiling screamed, half of the body that had healed itself was washed away by the tide of demonic energy, and the thick black mist swept out. , forcing the father and daughter back again and again.

  ! !

   A loud bang exploded in the air.

   The black figure fell to the ground, and the sunken ground smashed into a deep pit. After several ups and downs, it finally fell at the feet of Zhao Wuyou.

  Tu Yuan stood up embarrassedly, stroked the blue silk by his ear, raised his hand and pressed it on Zhao Wuyou's shoulder: "Further, give me some mana, and I can fight another 300 rounds."

   After finishing speaking, he flipped over a five emperor's great magic seal and overturned Ji Ren and Wu Ou who were chasing after him.

   This is her final highlight. Sitting on the ground cross-legged, with her hands clasped in front of her chest, she poured all the mana into the five great demon flags, preventing the demon clan from breaking through the last line of defense of Gushan City.

   "After the three of you hurry up to the battle flag, I am here to block you, no worries."

  Zhao Wuyou resolutely refused to obey. As a partial general, he vowed to live and die together with the main general.

  Zhan Lexian nodded decisively, picked up his own baby bump, turned into white light and rushed towards the five great demon flags.

   At this time, Zhan Hongqu has already exited the state of broken sword, and Zhan Lexian, who has a solid background, can still persevere. When passing by Tu Yuan, he grabbed Zhao Wuyou and led him to the rear, causing himself a problem.

   Ignore the suzerain, the sword cultivators of Tianjianzong, the per capita quality is still acceptable.

  Boom! !

  The three demon generals stepped forward, and Tu Yuan pushed away the black magic tide with both hands, preventing the three demons from advancing.

  Suddenly, a star beam descended from the sky, breaking most of Tu Yuan's bones, crushing her and crashing into the deep pit of the earth.

   The two bottles were bleak, Qiu Yin's IQ returned to the commanding heights, and his red eyes blocked Zhan Lexian's way.

  The three demons were no longer blocked, Jiren raised his arms horizontally, and came to the back of Zhan Lexian in the folding space, his claws stuck out, trying to wear Zhan Hongqu and Zhao Wuyou into a gourd.

  Zhan Lexian's figure stopped suddenly, turned back to his body and swung down to Daweitian. Under the method of breaking the sword, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the white sword light pierced deeply and pierced the eyes of the beast.

  Shoo!

   Sword fell, **** ren intact.

  Zhan Lexian felt that his hand was light, he looked down, and his right hand holding the sword broke at the elbow.

  Wu Ou held Daweitian in his hand, suppressed the black big sword that was trembling like crazy, and swallowed his amputated arm: "What a sharp sword, the treasure is dusty, and it will return to its original owner in the future."

The voice of    fell, surrounded by four demon generals, Wu Ou slashed down with the mighty sky, and went straight to Zhan Lexian Tianling.

   The violent murderous intent roared, Zhan Lexian narrowed his eyes, looking for an opportunity to activate the sword talisman and teleport his little padded jacket away.

   Buzz!

   Daweitian hangs above Zhan Lexian's head, and under Zhan Lexian's astonished gaze, Wu Ou's roar is unable to hold down a single point.

   "Wu Ou, what are you doing?"

   "There's something wrong with this sword, it's...disobedient."

   "Generally speaking, obedient..."

  The faint voice came through the void, and the four monsters stagnated and suddenly looked up into the sky.

   The black crack opened, and the head of a 100-meter-long evil serpent slowly protruded out.

   "Prisoner Dragon King?!"

   The four demons were stunned for a moment, and the next second, the head of the evil Jiaojiao with dull eyes smashed straight to the ground.

   The prisoner dragon did not come, only a head came.

  “…”x4

   The four demon generals were stunned, and they didn't understand what happened even if they broke their heads.

  The white sword light shattered the eye sockets, hitting thirty-six stars that flickered and dimmed. A figure full of evil spirits stepped out, and the cold voice made the monsters horrified: "Ugly ghost, take your dirty hands away, and you are not allowed to touch the sword of this sect master."

   (end of this chapter)