The cold light hit, and the murderous aura soared into the sky. When I saw it at a glance, I thought it was lightning. I felt it carefully and realized that it was a sword light.

The sword light... Zhaoming was stunned and couldn't react in his mind. In the world of cultivation, monsters and monks are not very different in many aspects. They can absorb the energy of heaven and earth and control the power they master.

Ice, lightning, flames...all kinds, but some powers are difficult for monsters to master, such as swordsmanship.

A sword light appeared on an island where monsters gather. Could it be that the one who survived the tribulation was not the monster, but the monk?

During this brief thought, the sword light had arrived. Zhaoming immediately activated the flame to condense a little and rushed out, facing the sword light that slashed him.

Only a "bang" sound was heard, as if cloth was broken, and the condensed flame was instantly slashed. The sword light that seemed as light as Yuhong was far more powerful than Zhaoming expected, and the speed was even faster. The moment the flame exploded, it had hit him.

"Bang", there was another loud noise, sparks and cold stars lit up. Even though he relied on the body of the furnace body refining technique to block the sword light, the force of the slash still forced Zhaoming to retreat hundreds of steps before stopping.

Zhaoming is like this, and there is no need to say much about other monsters. In a shrill roar, nearly a hundred monsters were cut into two parts wherever they looked. The broken bodies were flying in the air, and their flesh and blood were scattered. Without spiritual weapons, they could not resist such a fierce sword energy.

Before the sword light dissipated, a figure broke through the thick fog and rushed over. He held a purple sword in his hand and walked upstairs.

Looking closer, the person who came had a pretty facial features, like a fairy clan, but his head was very strange, like an irregular diamond. His body was covered with hard scales, shining cold light, like sharp swords.

There is no doubt that this is a demon clan, but he just doesn't know what it is. Zhao Ming was shocked and was overjoyed. No matter what the other party is from, since they are all demon clans, they can naturally stand on the united front.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't seem to have such an idea. With a wave of the purple sword in his hand, several sword lights were slashed out. It seemed as if purple air was blew, killing in all directions.

In a moment, a large number of monsters fell to the ground and died here.

This demon clan is only at the level of an immortal, but its strength is quite strong. It can be said that it is the best among the same realm, and its combat power is even stronger than that of some celestial fairy realms.

Especially the purple long sword in his hand, it is obviously not an ordinary magic weapon, it definitely surpasses the spear left by the witch clan, and it is a magic weapon above an immortal weapon.

The sword light was fierce, and the killing was everywhere. A large number of monsters died. Only Zhaoming relied on the furnace body refining technique to block it. But this did not bring any substantial benefits. The monsters died. Only he stood firm and immediately attracted the attention of the demon clan. He immediately rushed over with murderous aura, holding a purple sword in his hand.

"Stop, I'm also a demon clan!" Zhaoming shouted loudly in a hurry. The opponent's strength was beyond his own, and he felt that he was about to get out of trouble and did not want to have unnecessary battles with his fellow clans.

But the demon clan had no intention of stopping. He waved his sword and stabbed Zhaoming in the chest, shouting coldly: "The monsters on the Demon Island are indeed different, and there are still people who can talk."

Not to mention strength, just look. Even among the demon clan, the Fire-Swallowing Demon is an alternative, just like a monster. I think this demon clan has never seen the Fire-Swallowing Demon. In addition, Zhao Ming has been covered in the blood of the monster in this month, and he is full of monster aura, and he actually regards him as an alternative monster and wants to kill him.

The sword light and murderous intent came, how could Zhaoming sit and wait for death, step on foot and fly, and bending down to avoid the sword with a stabbing chest. But the opponent's murderous intent was firm, so how could it be so easy to let go?

Goodbye, the sword light was cold, with a misty purple aura, and the purple sword had already slashed towards Zhaoming from top to bottom.

The sword was fast and Zhaoming was bending his waist at this moment, so it was hard to resist. A sneer flashed across the face of the sword demon clan, and he was already sure to win, just waiting for the other party to turn into two petals under the long sword.

At the critical moment, Zhaoming's right light rushed, and a powerful force immediately moved his body for more than half a meter in an instant. Although it was not far, it was enough to avoid this killing sword.

The sword that was sure to win was actually avoided by the opponent in this way. The sword-holding demon clan was slightly stunned, obviously a little lost. At this moment of loss of consciousness, Zhaoming had already launched an attack.

The body rotated, and the right foot took advantage of the momentum to kick out, directly attacking the back of the sword-holding demon clan. At the same time, a fire light rushed at the ankle, which further accelerated the already fast kick, several times faster. Even the sword-holding demon clan was at one level higher than Zhaoming, and he didn't have time to react.

"Bang!", a crisp metal clash sounded. This kick was extremely powerful because of the acceleration of the flames. The sword-holding demon clan was immediately kicked away by Zhao Ming, but he himself retreated far away due to the huge rebound force.

Standing firmly and looking from afar, Zhaoming's eyes felt a strong sense of fear. The hardness of the other party's body exceeded his expectations, and he didn't know what skills he had practiced, but he was actually comparable to his spiritual weapon.

The purple long sword in the opponent's hand exceeded the immortal weapon, and I thought I could hurt my spiritual weapon body. My defense was not weak, my attack exceeded one piece, and my treasure was in my hand. I had very little chance of winning over him.

"Interesting, a unique monster!" The sword-holding demon clan turned around and looked at Zhaoming with a cold smile. At this moment, he had already put other monsters aside, and all his attention was on the "monster beast" that kicked him.

"I am not a monster, I am a demon clan, a fire-swallowing demon!" Zhaoming shouted loudly.

It doesn't mean you will lose. This month's days of fighting with monsters have made Zhaoming clearly realize a truth: being cowardly before fighting will often push himself to death faster.

At this moment, he suddenly won a great victory in the battle, but he still hoped to win a slight possibility of a ceasefire.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't appreciate it and smiled coldly: "The demon clan, the fire-swallowing demon, how could it be such a coincidence!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he came over with a long sword in his hand. The sword energy was graceful and he drew cracks on the ground, which were terrifying and terrifying.

Some monsters were fierce and wanted to attack this alien who killed the same clan. Unfortunately, in order to get close, they were already cut into several pieces by the sword energy.

The sword energy soared into the sky. In front of the sword, Zhaoming did not dare to be careless. He stepped on the fire at the first time and quickly avoided it. He was not afraid of the sword energy. He was worried about the purple long sword and he must not let it hurt himself.

However, the Sword-holding Demon Clan has made real preparations for the battle this time, so how could Zhaoming avoid it so easily? The sword light follows like a shadow, and the killer moves are closely connected to Zhaoming.

The speed was far faster than other opponents Zhao Ming had encountered, and the sharp sword energy was even more terrifying. If it were before, even if Zhao Ming had the strength to pass the tribulation period, he would not be able to deal with it at all. Fortunately, in more than a month, he had completely integrated the acceleration method taught by the fairy woman into his combat mode.

Flames can be sprayed out at any time in any part of the body. The force brought by the sudden acceleration of the local area can make him suddenly moves and postures that he cannot do in a normal situation in a short period of time. Perhaps he cannot successfully attack the other party, but he can avoid the other party's murderous attacks in a strange way again and again.

"It's interesting, let's see how you hide!" The sword-holding demon tribe laughed, and the long sword danced wildly, purple air gushed out, and in the mist, it turned into purple long swords. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of them were as if the rainstorm was pouring towards Zhaoming.

There is nowhere to avoid such attack methods, but Zhaoming was not worried. He only cared about the purple long sword itself, and the so-called sword energy did not care about it. The other party's fighting method also gave him a glimmer of chance of victory.

The cathartic fighting method cannot last long. As long as you can persist, you will experience the consequences of this irrational fighting method. If the true energy in your body is not good, even if you are in the immortal realm, you will not be able to defeat a cultivator in the tribulation stage.

Zhaoming directly blocked the sword energy with his body. With a burst of ping-pong bombardment, hundreds of purple long swords disappeared. Zhaoming was covered in blood and blood, and his body was rolling, but it did not hurt the root of the problem, and it was not serious.

The sword-holding demon clan was not discouraged by one move, but instead smiled slightly, stepped on his feet and flew, and rushed towards him like a terrifying light.

The sword move was launched, as if he wanted to completely suppress Zhaoming from a fundamental way. He did not dare to fight easily, so he could only dodge, but Zhaoming was not discouraged. He was waiting for an opportunity to severely damage his opponent, just like killing the snake-necked monster. If he didn't take action, he would take action as a killing move.

No matter what the other party is, since you have become an opponent, you only have one idea to defeat or kill the other party.

One side had a sword energy like rainbow, and the other side used a strange way to avoid it. It was not a even battle, but after a long time, it seemed like a tug-of-war. Although the sword demon clan was attacking and Zhaoming was defending, and the dangers were constantly on the rise, it was always impossible to find the result.

The firelight squirted under his feet, and his body suddenly rose by dozens of meters. He avoided the opponent's sweeping sword. Zhao Ming was panting and took out the Fire Fairy Crystal Stone.

He found that he had once again overestimated his true energy level, or underestimated the other party. Even though the other party had been using a cathartic style of fighting, his true energy had already been exhausted before the other party. In desperation, he could only use the Fire Xing Immortal Crystal to continue to replenish his energy.

The sword-holding demon clan also frowned slightly, disappearing as calm and leisurely as before. The other party's methods were beyond his expectations. Not only was the body hard and not afraid of its own sword energy, but it also had a strange dodging method. Although the speed was not very fast, it could always avoid its own killer moves again and again.

A glimmer appeared in his eyes. Before he could recover his breath, the sword demon clan pedaled with the mysterious light directly rushed towards Zhaoming.

His eyebrows raised, Zhaoming felt happy. He felt that the opportunity had come. The other party's true energy was exhausted too much, and he did not return the energy at this moment, and then his concentration was insufficient. It was the opportunity.

He calmed down and saw the sword coming, Zhaoming's right shoulder squirted with a fire, and his body suddenly circled rapidly, almost avoiding the powerful sword. At the same time, he used the force to swing his fist and directly blasted towards the neck of the sword-holding demon clan.

The sword-holding demon clan lacks strength and cannot improve his true energy, and he is about to be hit.

Suddenly, a lightning light broke through the sky and slashed down, and it turned out to be a bloody thunder. Missed the heavy fog and slashed straight into the distance. The terrifying force made the thick fog sway, revealing a figure.
Chapter completed!