Chapter 30: The Demon Shop Takes the Blood in the Shell

The phosphoria on the sea surface intertwine and the wind and waves are stirring. From time to time, the sound of bursting and collision comes from a ball of rolling smoke and clouds.

The two demon kings and Zhang Yan had been fighting each other for an hour, and the two Jiukui demon kings were also secretly surprised. They usually fought with the Qidao people and decided to win and lose in a very short time. Unexpectedly, this person had a long qi vein, not only without any difficulty, but also seemed to be at ease.

But before they knew it, they were getting farther and farther away from the sea boat, and gradually they were pulled a distance away by Zhang Yan.

Even if the two demon kings woke up, they would not take it seriously. Although Zhang Yan could block them from joining forces to attack, they might not be able to stop them if they wanted to escape. As long as the sea boat was still in their sight, someone would not be able to escape.

Everyone on the ship felt that Zhang Yan was unwilling to take action and was grateful.

At this time, Zhang Yan had released enough fog, and the sea was already covered with mist, especially from around him, and he felt that no one could peek at here. Obviously, the time for action had come, and a murderous intent suddenly passed in his eyes, flapping his sleeves, and suddenly throwing something out.

When this object flew out, it was originally a wooden pillar of one foot in size. In just a moment, it turned into a giant stake with three large characters engraved with three talismans.

This pile stood in the sky, with golden light and sharp energy. It was aimed at the demon king holding a stick towards the sky, and it immediately covered him. Then the giant pile started to rotate out of nowhere, making a rumble and shaking sound like a huge rock rolling, and a series of raucous rays of rainbow lights sprinkled down.

This magic weapon is the "Seven-Certainty Pile" obtained by Zhang Yan from Ni Qianying. This stake can activate infinite sword energy to kill people.

Ni Qianying doesn't know how to use swords, so she can't control the sword energy, so she can only let them sprinkle randomly, but in fact she cannot exert the true power of this magic weapon.

But this object was different when Zhang Yan's hands. He just gave a little sacrifice and refining to know how to control this object. The sword energy emitted was all formed, and the magic weapon moved by hundreds of sword energy. Even though each one was not as sharp as the sword pill, it was almost endless.

The demon king below originally barely resisted under the attack of Xuanguang and Jianwan. At this time, the sword lights above seemed to be countless, and he felt that the pressure increased greatly, and he was excited and swung the magic weapon in his hand like a ball of light and shadow.

But even though he was guarding tightly, the golden light like rain locust was as omnipresent as mercury. In just a few breaths, he was cut into pieces and blood was splattered everywhere.

Even if the demon king had all his strength to activate the mysterious skill, he had added new injuries before the original wound healed.

He couldn't help but be shocked and said to himself: "Why are this junior so many magic weapons? They are all extremely powerful. If you continue to fight, I'm afraid that the third brother and I will be here. You might as well retreat first and wait for the eldest brother to come another day before looking for him bad luck."

Thinking of this, he waved the stick in his hand, shook dozens of sword energy, turned around and wanted to escape.

When Zhang Yan saw this, he sneered on his face. Since the "Seven Secrets" had the word "Zuo", how could he escape so easily?

The demon king had only taken a few steps and found a light ray in front of him blocking the road. He grabbed the magic weapon but did not move at all. He hurriedly changed directions again, but found that the same was true. He felt a "knock" in his heart and shouted that something was wrong.

Behind him, the sound of howling through the air came, and hundreds of sword lights came to chase him again, and he had to raise the sky stick again to fight with him.

But as long as the Seven-Certainty Stud is not lost, the sword energy will continue to flow. How can it resist it? It kills the demon king so hard that it screams, without a piece of complete flesh and blood on its body. Even if it does not die for a while, there will be no threat for the time being.

Zhang Yan glanced a few times before focusing on another demon king.

He first stretched out his hand and lifted the soul-suppressing inkstone into the air, holding it without spitting it out, faintly intimidating it below, and then shook the mysterious light open. Countless golden flame spots fell like rain, and the Star Sword Pill turned into a long rainbow and killed it in the sky.

It was already extremely difficult for this demon king to resist the Yin-Sheng Hyper Water. Now Zhang Yan greeted him with almost all his means, and he was immediately in a hurry and was hit by the heavy water, turning a few times on the clouds.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he was also moved to escape. When his timidity was revealed, his movements were stagnant. Zhang Yan immediately seized the opportunity. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his palm flipped his hand and fell down the soul-suppressing inkstone. With a "bang", he slapped the demon king's forehead.

With the power of the Soul-Zhengyan, he was only smashed his head and blood, drowsy, and still injured but not dead. If he waited for him to come back to his senses, he would only need to turn the mysterious skills, and he could lively in less than a few breaths.

However, Zhang Yan would not give him this opportunity. He pointed a little, and the Star Sword Pill turned into a white light. In the blink of an eye, he circled the demon's neck dozens of times.

However, Zhang Yan never expected that the demon king's neck bone was extremely strong, and the sword ball cut up and made a friction sound like a sour teeth. After a few breaths, it was only half broken. It seemed that when the demon king woke up, it might not be able to kill him.

Zhang Yan was afraid that Chi would change, so he looked fierce and took the big sword on his head from his sleeve. He took a step forward, raised the big sword over his head, shouted loudly, and slashed his head. He heard a "click" and cut off his head.

But even though the body and head were two parts, the demon king was still alive. A black air actually emerged from his broken neck and connected his head. His body struggled constantly, as if trying to take it back.

Zhang Yan smiled coldly, recited the magic trick in his heart, and sacrificed the "Nine-Surfing Demon Shop".

As soon as this slip came out, the sky actually had a floating fairy music. In the mist, a three-foot jade slip was bright and pure, and it emitted brilliant light in a piece of flowing clouds and glass, like a magical object in the immortal family.

This magic sword looks like this. Not to mention that Zhang Yan is so careful, even if he is accidentally peeped at, he will not suspect that it is a magic weapon.

At this time, Mo Jian could smell the bloody smell. Without Zhang Yan's drive, he turned into a stream of light and drilled into the demon king's neck, greedily swallowing the abundant essence, blood and flesh.

The demon king's body, which was originally as gold iron, slowly shriveled down, gradually decayed like a dead tree. Under the strong wind on the sea, it soon turned into countless flying ashes and floated away.

The light flashed, and the magic sword flew out, as if it was still unsatisfied. It flew into the demon king's head and drilled into the nostril. After a few breaths, it took a clean sucking sound and returned to Zhang Yan's hand.

Zhang Yan temporarily hid it in his sleeve, grabbed it again, and turned the bag back to clean up the last demon king. He took his hand and took the seven-minded stake back. However, at this moment, a sword energy escaped from the stake and flew out, and disappeared in a moment.

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, guessing that the sword light might have flew to the original owner, but he didn't care about it. It was serious to handle the things in front of him first.

The demon king was trapped by the Seven Secret Pile for so long, his body was covered in blood and almost none of them were intact, but he was still standing very steadily. Their clones were in harmony, and they knew that Zhang Yan had killed one clone, and they were also very scared. They hurriedly said, "Fellow Taoist, don't do it. This time I offended you, let me go..."

How could Zhang Yan believe such nonsense? He let this demon go back today. Will he wait for him to come back with his true body to cause trouble for himself?

Since he had acted, he did not intend to show mercy, so he did not answer. He rolled up his sleeves with expressionless expressions, dark water, golden fire and mysterious light, star sword balls, and soul-suppressing inkstone all fell down.

The demon king had just been seriously injured and had not yet recovered from his injury. Now he was attacked by Zhang Yan for a fierce attack. He was unable to withstand it for a while and was hit hard by Zhenhunyan on his head and fell down with a scream.

Zhang Yan threw out the Nine Demon Subduing Shop, and according to the previous method, he sucked his energy and spirit all over his body. The body turned into a pile of ashes and dissipated, leaving only a gray cloth bag.

Zhang Yan first collected the cloth bag and recalled the magic sword that had absorbed the essence and blood.

But after the Demon Jian returned to his hand again, his expression moved slightly, and he felt a spiritual energy that seemed to be drilling into his palm. He knew that Demon Jian was feeding his essence to him, but now it is not the time to practice. He flapped his wrist and put it in his sleeve bag, got up and sprung back to the sea boat.

Not long after flying, a little green light flew back and fell back into his eyebrows.

Xiu'er was standing at the bow of the boat when she suddenly saw that the "Yin Zhuan Furnace" that had been set in the air suddenly lost its support and fell down. She quickly stepped forward and took it into her hand.

A ray of light fell on the deck. Zhang Yan stood firm and glanced at Xiu'er. Seeing that this thing was just a inferior spiritual weapon, he didn't care about it. He shook his sleeves, took out the cloth bag and poured it out, and then released the unconscious lady Dan. He didn't say a word and turned around and left.

When Xiu'er saw Madam Dan rolling down the deck, she couldn't help but exclaim, and hurriedly stepped forward to take a breath. Seeing that her wife was safe and sound, she felt relieved. She looked up at Zhang Yan's back and plucked up her courage to ask, "Master, can you please ask the name of Gao?"

Zhang Yan seemed to have not heard it, and his feet kept turning around the cabin.

After returning to the room, he sat down on the couch, recalling the victory just now, but he was not satisfied.

He used all the methods of this battle, and although he could finally win calmly, if his sword pills were sharper, he would not use other methods. He could only use one sword to decide the outcome.

But how powerful the sword pill can be depends on how profound his Taoist practice is. If he reaches the third level of Xuanguang, the Xuanguang will be as concise as one, and he will be able to cut off the other person's head with one sword.

After thinking for a while, he smiled slightly. This time he fought with others, he saw his shortcomings, and he should find a way to make up for and improve in the future.

He turned his head and looked out the window, looking at the vast blue sea. In another ten days, he would be able to refine the first level of the Dragon Kingdom boat, and then he would be able to travel the outdoor sea and no longer be restricted by this boat.

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, a woman in white was sitting upright on an isolated cold peak, but suddenly a sword light flew over. Her beautiful eyes suddenly opened, and a jade finger stretched out to wrap the light around. After a long silent observation, she stood up, stared at the east, pressed her long sword on her waist, and her dress blew continuously in the morning breeze, saying to herself, "Is it in the East China Sea?"

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Chapter completed!