Working together to kill the demon

When the young man came, he shouted "Senior, save me". He was covered in blood and his vitality was sluggish. At first glance, he looked like he wouldn't live for long. But in the blink of an eye, the young man turned into a two-meter-three-meter-tall statue.

, the skin of the whole body is glowing with red blood, veins and blood vessels are swimming outside the muscles, and white steam is spurting out from under the pores!

The loud sound of the beating heart under his chest spread out with unimaginable vitality, like a real dragon possessing him.

"Monster! How could it be like this...how did he do it?" Gu Xuanfeng swallowed and backed away, his body a little limp and trembling.

He was overwhelmed by the torrential blood that Fang Ping exhaled every time he breathed. Fortunately, he had just wanted to draw his sword and kill Fang Ping. If he really took action, Fang Ping would have slapped him to death.

Chen Tiande was shocked for a long time, and he was sure that the young man came to see him during the day just to check on the place. He had already thought of this trick to drive away the wolf and swallow the tiger!

Today's young people may have a good-natured appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but they are so treacherous and cruel that even an experienced man like him would feel inferior to them.

"With such a high talent, such a vicious mind, and such a deep city, perhaps only a young man like this can reach the end of the road in troubled times."

Chen Tiande, who knew he was involved in the whirlpool and had no chance of escaping, evaluated Fang Ping in his heart, and then fixed his eyes on Luo Quan with sharp focus like two long swords.

Said: "I will use all my strength to attack and kill him, but the body of the demon is indestructible and immortal. Only a strong martial artist who has attracted the innate energy into the body can cause fatal damage to it."

"Is it really immortal?" Fang Ping felt that he needed to cheer up his old comrade, "It's a matter of life and death. Seniors, don't let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige. Even I can break through his demonic body.

There are scars left on his body. Senior, you are a strong person in the pseudo-innate realm, so you can definitely penetrate his demonic body."

Chen Tiande was stunned. Can a young man break through the demon's indestructible body? How is this possible? According to his judgment, the demon standing on the rooftop in the distance is not a fake demon, but a real demon.

How can Fang Ping, who is on the same level as a human being in the Xiantian Realm and is in the second level of the Return to True Realm, break through the opponent's demonic body?

He twisted and opened a few meters away, but thousands of human-faced flying insects chased after him like tarsal maggots. Fang Ping stretched out his big hand and grabbed a dozen human-faced flying insects, and exerted force with his five fingers.

The muscles in his arms were about to explode as he moved his strength, but after letting go of his hand, a dozen human-faced flying insects were flapping their wings without any problems.

Fang Ping believed that even if this sword could not kill him, it could still severely injure him. With the "True Blood State" activated and the true blood in his heart circulating throughout his body, Fang Ping's strength increased to a level, and he could explode into the first level of the second-level Return to True Realm.

of combat power.

At this time, several people who were hiding in the distance to watch the battle saw the nails on the front of Luo Quan's five fingers suddenly growing more than ten meters in length, and stabbing Chen Tiande's body with a strange black light. They all stared in shock.

Eye.

"Iron Sword Technique - Fengjuanwanyun!"

Chen Tiande burst into flames, the old comrade's black hair was dancing wildly, his muscles and bones were roaring, the blood and energy flowing out of his body faintly turned into a blood smoke of more than ten meters high above his head, and a dark iron sword more than four feet long appeared in his hand, from

From bottom to top, it slashes out horizontally, enveloping the strength and blood in its body, and the sharp sword energy derived from it has the power to cut through the sky, unrivaled like a long dragon.

Luo Quan jumped off the roof impatiently, becoming disillusioned with each step. He appeared under the corridor in an instant, stretched out his big hand and grabbed someone.

"It's a pity that it's just a ray of artistic conception, and I haven't really understood the meaning of the sword."

"Iron Sword Technique - Give birth to a dragon!"

"Crash-"

The bloody smoke hovering above Chen Tiande's head rose to a height of twenty meters with the wind. The sword roared, and the man and the sword merged, giving the human race a sharp sense of indestructibility, and the outline of the sword energy cut out was like a transparent evil streak.

Jiao's body was stained with traces of Qi and blood, and the power of this sword gave Luo Quan a faint sense of threat.

"Light of rice grains, do you think you also have the blood of a martial arts power flowing in your body?"

Fang Ping's scalp was numb. His leg hit the densely packed flying insects with human faces, and it was like a mud cow plowing into the sea. There were many wounds on his legs from the bites of flying insects with human faces.

"Iron Sword Technique - Cutting the Sky"

"Monster...you...you actually led a demon here." Gu Xuanfeng glanced at Fang Ping incoherently, and moved back involuntarily.

Facing the old comrade's all-out, stunning sword blow, Luo Quan sneered disapprovingly, his white palm with a crack hanging on it met the sharp sword light that shattered the sky and the sky, and the collision sound was like metal fighting.

With a loud sound, the entire corridor collapsed, and a large area of ​​the ground sank.

"Seeking death!" Luo Quan didn't look back, and manipulated the five nails on his right hand, which were both strong and soft, like five poisonous pythons. The five long swords restrained Chen Tiande. With a thought in his mind, he opened his mouth and spat out hundreds of

Thousands of human-faced flying insects housed in its skin!

These human-faced flying insects are as big as a baby's fist, with six pairs of blood-colored wings as thin as cicada wings, and faces like human faces.

But there is still a long way to go before the powerful ones at the pseudo-Xiantian realm. It should be a transitional period between the Xiantian realm and the ninth level of martial arts.

"Have you had enough chatting?"

"If you want to escape, do it now." Fang Ping ignored Gu Xuanfeng's action of rubbing oil on the soles of his feet. After patting Pei Yan's shoulder, he no longer hesitated and struck behind Luo Quan like lightning. He made room for himself.

Fang Ping raised his right foot, higher than his head, and then struck Luo Quan like a giant ax at Luo Quan's figure, which was far less tall and terrifying than Fang Ping.

"Sword Intent!"

During the process of the leg ax chop, the energy and blood in Fang Ping's body rumbled into his right leg, causing the right leg to become as thick as an elephant's leg, and the destructive power it contained was terrifying to the extreme.

Luo Quan shook his head, a layer of purple-black aura emerged from the white palms, and his nails proliferated, and he indestructibly tore into pieces the evil sword energy dragon that contained a sharp artistic conception. The remaining power remained undiminished, and he killed Chen Tiande himself.

"Very strong."

Luo Quan's five fingernails were entangled with Chen Tiande, who couldn't get away. He made a desperate move to promote the inner energy of his whole body, and also used the "artistic conception" of the sword he had comprehended to the extreme. He flipped his wrist, twisted the iron sword, and followed the sword with his body.

Then, a tornado vortex composed entirely of sharp sword energy whizzed up and shattered five nails lingering with purple-black light.

Luo Quan frowned and was a little angry. Why couldn't Fang Ping or Chen Tiande accept the judgment of fate honestly? What's the use of resisting and struggling like this?

Thinking of this, Luo Quan stepped forward towards the sword energy tornado that shattered everything in front of him. The infinite sword energy mixed in the sword energy tornado crackled outside Luo Quan's body, leaving traces of hair like hair.

Slim cracks, but ultimately limited.

The next moment, the sword energy tornado collapsed, and Chen Tiande was bleeding in the sky, his chest was pierced and he flew out.
Chapter completed!