"boom!"

Only a deafening thunder sound was heard, Feng Yixiu disappeared in an instant, like a thunder dragon, rushing towards the other party with an unstoppable aura.

When Ji Meng Yaosheng saw Feng Yixiu's terrifying posture, his originally full of drama and abuse suddenly became a little serious. When he clenched his fists, he subconsciously put down his arms that were holding tightly.

If he knew that Feng Yixiu was so fierce, he would probably not have offered to let the other party take the initiative to make three moves.

But as a demon saint, he still has to take care of his face. What he says is like a splash of water and cannot easily regret it.

So even though he felt a little regretful, Ji Meng Demon Saint still did not turn his promise and continued to stand still.

"The wind-style, the combination of two swords, the Lianhua Pojun!"

Feng Yixiu's speed was too fast. No one could see clearly when he swung his sword. He only saw two amazing sword energy emitting dazzling light rushing out crosswise.

A gorgeous and dazzling thunder flashed by, and Feng Yixiu appeared behind the Demon Saint Ji Meng like a teleportation, and the violent dragon sword intent slowly dissipated.

"As it really doesn't work?"

Marshal Luo has been observing the battle situation here. When he saw that Ji Meng Demon Saint seemed to be fine, he was inevitably a little disappointed.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

However, as soon as the words were finished, Ji Meng's demon saint suddenly burst into pieces, forming a "x"-shaped sword mark wound.

The depth of the sword mark is really amazing. It not only cuts the thick dragon scales, but also cuts its rock-solid muscles intact, and even allows you to see the deep white bones.

The light golden blood gushed out like a fountain, and the earth within a few feet was coated with a strange blood color, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ji Meng subconsciously looked down at his wound, and a hint of astonishment and anger appeared in his expression, as if he did not expect that he would be so seriously injured.

"KaKaKa..."

This level of pain was nothing to Ji Meng, but when a little ghost was seriously injured, his face turned pale, and his fists couldn't help but clenched, and a dull sound broke out.

His powerful self-healing ability allowed his wound to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was basically healed in a few seconds.

However, what he didn't expect was that the sword was too deep and could not fully recover in a short period of time, leaving a rather eye-catching scar.

Ji Meng did not turn against me because of this. He turned around slowly and said lightly: "I haven't met a little ghost like you for a long time. I can actually leave scars on my body. This is enough for you to be proud."

Feng Yixiu smiled and shook his head, then turned around and said coldly: "This is just an appetizer. My goal is not to leave a scar on your chest, but to leave a scar on your neck..."

"I appreciate your courage for no reason, but with such a meager method, if you want my head, it may not be enough." Ji Meng shook his head with a smile and said coldly.

"You just said you could give me three moves. I wonder if it included the battle spirit under your command?" Feng Yixiu touched his nose, and a hint of cunning appeared in his deep eyes.

“That’s natural…”

The Demon Saint Ji Meng responded without thinking, but when he thought of the scar on his chest that was still vaguely painful, he immediately added: "But only one battle spirit can be used, and only one move is limited!"

"I didn't say anything. Why are you so nervous? You're afraid, right?" Feng Yixiu raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"It's ridiculous... I'm afraid of you, a young boy, I'm just reminding you." Ji Meng turned his head with some guilt and retorted loudly.

"Okay, okay... I'm not a person who likes to cheat. Cutting off your head with two moves is enough!" Feng Yixiu waved his hand carelessly and said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yixiu looked at the Queen of Thorns not far away. At the same time, the second demon spirit treasure book beside him also began to automatically, and demon spirit cards of different colors flew out.

However, among these nine magic spirit cards, the most important one is the legendary magic spirit card, Yamata Orochi - ruined!

This devastated armed force has extremely strong corrosion and poison. As long as you give the Queen of Thorns enough time, even the hardest scales will be corroded.

"Drained vines·Death entanglement!"

The Queen of Thorns shouted softly, and thousands of broken pains rose up from the ground, turning into a broken black tide to completely swallow the magic demon saint.

The Demon Saint Ji Meng did not know the power of the decaying vine, but did not resist at all. He still stood still, allowing Hei Chao to swallow him.

"Thuh..."

The dark and dilapidated vines dripped corroded venom from time to time, and the moment they landed, it made a creeping sound like a poisonous snake spitting a letter. It turned into a black poisonous swamp within a few kilometers.

At the beginning, Ji Meng Demon Saint didn't agree. He didn't feel any threat to him by the decaying vines, but as time went by, he found that his hard dragon scales were actually corroded, and his texture became even more fragile.

"Oh no... I can't continue like this!"

The Demon Saint Ji Meng gradually realized the seriousness of the matter. He had just seen the power of Feng Yixiu's slash.

Even with dragon scales protecting his body, Feng Yixiu can leave him an irremovable scar. Now that his dragon scales are corroded and softened, I am afraid that the other party's crazy words that cut off his head are not false!

"roar!"

Only a sound of a dragon roar resounding throughout the world was heard, and a violent blue thunder dragon surged out from the destructive black tide, and an unstoppable domineering pressure burst out instantly.

The dilapidated cage only lasted for a few seconds before bursting into countless pieces. Ji Meng's Demon Saint roared and rushed into the air. He seemed to be still in shock, and his chest was fluctuating violently.

As soon as he escaped from the tangled vines, Ji Meng Demon Saint immediately activated the power of speeding regeneration in an attempt to repair his severely damaged dragon scales.

But he was helpless to find that the repair speed of the broken dragon scales was really slow and it was impossible to do it in a short period of time.

"What's going on..." Ji Meng's Demon Saint's eyes rarely showed a hint of panic, and his voice became a little trembling.

Just as the Demon Saint Ji Meng had not yet come to his senses, a golden flash suddenly appeared behind him, and the extreme fear made him feel cold on his back.

The visitor was none other than Feng Yixiu, who came by the power of moving the thousand-year-old ring space. His eyes were filled with cold murderous aura, like a bloodthirsty Shura returning from hell.

"Slaying steel type, combining two swords, and disillusionment!"

Without any extra remarks, Feng Yixiu knew that this was the best time to kill the demon saint, so he had long gathered all the light of disillusionment into the two swords in his hand.

With the victory or defeat in this way, he can only take a gamble!

At the critical moment, Ji Meng Demon Saint had no time to make other defenses, so he could only barely turn around and put his arms in front of him.

"Swish!"

A sharp sword light flashed, and Ji Meng's demon saint's arms were cut off, and the broken palms kept rolling in the air, leaving a light golden blood-colored light.

In the midst of lightning, the two swords slashed heavily on the demon saint Ji Meng. The sharp blade instantly cut open the corroded and softened dragon scales, as well as his tough flesh and blood.

"clang!"

The Heavenly Abyss Sword seemed to have touched the most powerful thing, and the gorgeous sword light suddenly stopped and a deafening sound of gold and stone burst out.

This so-called strongest thing is naturally the spine of Ji Meng Demon Saint. The hardness of his spine is really too outrageous. No matter how hard Feng Yixiu used, he could not completely cut it off.

After Feng Yixiu cut off Ji Meng's arms, the slash he had given all his strength was removed and he was no longer able to cut off the opponent's harder spine.

"Bang!"

The Demon Saint Ji Meng suddenly shook his dragon tail and pulled Feng Yixiu, who had exhausted in front of him, away.

Suddenly, Feng Yixiu was like a kite with a broken string. He smashed several peaks in a row before stopping his body, and several ribs on his chest were broken.

Feng Yixiu struggled to get up from the pile of gravels, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said annoyedly: "Damn it, it's just a little bit..."

If Ji Meng didn't have time to resist with his arms, the slash just now could definitely cut off the other party's head.

Or if the other party just resists with one arm, Feng Yixiu is 80% sure to kill him completely!

It’s a pity that there are not so many ifs. Ji Meng looks very bulky, but in fact, as a peak monster with the dual attributes of Thunder and Water, his reaction speed is also extremely exaggerated.
Chapter completed!