"This demon king will eat up your flesh and blood, gnaw at your soul, and make you unable to survive or die, and you will never be reincarnated forever!!"
Endless Yin Qi gushes out from the cracks in the abyss and sinks into the body of the old Black Mountain demon. The demonic Qi in his body increases by three points. When he lifts his foot, the ground shakes.
The huge stone arm blasted out, thousands of ghosts howled, and countless evil spirits suddenly fell towards Liu Hao.
Liu Hao's eyes were like lightning, he glanced at Qiye who was concentrating his sword intent, and chuckled softly: "It turned out to be a demonic mountain incarnate, which is a bit interesting, but when he was about to die, there was so much nonsense, it was really noisy."
As he spoke, Liu Hao took a step forward, standing on the sky, his hands forming a mysterious and silent fist seal:
"Sacred Heart Demon-Slaying Seal!"
After the shocking battle of Fengyun Dongying's martial arts, Liu Hao killed several immortals in a row, and also took advantage of the situation to blend the martial arts essence of several powerful land immortals into one furnace.
The Sacred Heart Demon-Slaying Seal is a martial art created from this.
Thunder rolls, the Sacred Heart slays the devil!
The fist seal containing ten thousand feet of light descended from the nine heavens. Wherever the majestic emperor's true power passed, all the evil auras within a thousand feet around Liu Hao were strangled and annihilated.
Even the majestic stone body of the old Black Mountain demon was cracked with countless cracks, countless stone blocks fell from his head, and inexplicable black liquid surged out from the cracks.
The fist suffocated the force of wind and thunder, and went forward without any hesitation, destroying it violently again.
Under Jing Wuyuan's horrified gaze, half of this roaring black mountain old demon with a thousand years of age was turned into powder by a punch. How could he still be as arrogant as before?
"I will not lose! How could I lose!?"
"Ah! Ah! Ah! I curse you to fall into hell and never be reincarnated..."
Amid painful and vicious wails and roars, the old Black Mountain demon fell into the abyss of the earth, never to be seen again.
"No, Holy Lord, leave quickly!"
Jing Wuyuan's reaction could not be described as unpleasant. He exclaimed and stayed alert for seven nights.
In his opinion, Liu Hao defeated the old Black Mountain demon who had been cultivating for thousands of years with one punch. His strength was unfathomable. It was unwise to become an enemy with such a powerful and terrifying person.
But before he could shout, a sword cry resounded throughout the world.
"After the great battle, the energy has not been restored. The time to draw the sword... is now!"
Suddenly, the Seven Nights Demon Lord soared into the sky, and the Yixi Sword flew straight into the sky like a terrifying demon dragon.
"The Technique of Cutting the Sky and Drawing the Sword!"
With a long groan, the Seven Nights Demon King finally used the fatal blow that shocked the three worlds in the past.
As soon as the sword came out, everything between heaven and earth returned to the void, all the noise disappeared, and even space and time were frozen at this moment forever.
One night, the magic sword cut through the sky, and the bright sword turned into a magic dragon. It raised its head fiercely, turned the end of the world into a short distance, and stabbed Liu Hao in front of his forehead.
"This kind of sword technique, taking advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth, can be practiced to the extreme, which is almost equivalent to the flying sword technique in myths and legends, beheading the enemy thousands of miles away..."
The light of the sword reflected in Liu Hao's eyes, and there was a rare hint of surprise and appreciation.
After gaining the unique skills of Fengyun Sword World, the Emperor's swordsmanship gradually became more and more perfect. Liu Hao rarely had swordsmanship that caught his eye. This was the secret of the Yinyue Dynasty.
The unruly Seven Nights Demon Lord could not accept other people's advice on this perfect sword and shouted angrily: "Take the sword!"
Roar!!!
The Demonic Dragon Sword Qi sensed that the master's murderous intention was strong, and the sword Qi became even more intense, vowing to kill the enemy in front of him with the sword.
Zheng!
Unfortunately, it encountered two fingers that looked like they were carved from the most perfect white jade. They were like a chasm, suppressing and blocking this arrogant sword energy.
"The swordsmanship is acceptable, but your skill is a little less than impressive."
Liu Hao saw through the trajectory of Zhantian's drawn sword, and with a sharp finger of his right hand, he clamped the blade of Yixi's sword. The emperor's true strength turned into shackles, holding the Seven Nights Demon Lord in the air.
The Seven Nights Demon Lord's eyes flashed with black light, and his ferocity became fierce. He refused to let go and withdrew his sword. He bit the tip of his tongue and used twelve points of his true energy to move his sword and split Liu Hao in half.
"act recklessly."
Liu Hao smiled casually, turned his left hand into a heavenly object blade, and like a divine ax or halberd, it struck Qiye's shoulder. He struck first and removed his entire arm.
The pain of a broken arm is heartbreaking and soul-crushing.
Qiye let out a heart-breaking scream and fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings.
Liu Hao can become the supreme being who dominates the heavens. Naturally, he has a holy heart. Anyone who dares to take action against him, no matter who you are, will have to pay the price.
Just when Liu Hao was about to finish off with his hand blade, a fierce bloody light rushed up from the ground.
"Oops! Regardless of everything, save the Holy Lord!"
At this critical moment, Jing Wuyuan did not hesitate anymore and used the secret blood escape technique of the Demon Palace to rescue the seriously injured and dying Demon Lord Qiye.
The city where the old demon of Black Mountain collapsed, and everyone in the Yinyue Dynasty fled for their lives. Looking at the purple-black blood falling on the ground, Liu Hao smiled coldly, and the divine light in his eyes bloomed, as if he wanted to penetrate the netherworld.
"This is the secret blood escape method of the Yin Yue Dynasty. Unexpectedly, even the Demon Lord of the Yin Yue Dynasty and the military advisor Jing Wuyuan are here today."
The leader of Jinguang Sect has been fighting against the Yinyue Dynasty for more than ten years, so he is naturally very familiar with the important figures of the Yinyue Dynasty.
It is precisely because of this that today's results are even more shocking.
The old demon of Black Mountain, die!
Qiye, the demon king of the Yinyue Dynasty, was seriously injured and escaped!
The world-recognized second person in the Demon Palace has no luck, so he doesn't dare to confront Liu Hao head-on, so he can only use his secret skills to escape!
Xuanxin Zhengzong adheres to the righteous way and fights against the evil way. In a hundred years, it has not achieved such glorious results as it does today!
"He will have to pay a huge price for using this secret technique. If the Yin Yue Dynasty dares to use a sword against me, sooner or later, he will have to go to their Xuanyin Demon Realm."
Liu Hao separated out a trace of his spiritual thoughts and followed the path of Jingwuyuan Blood Escape.
The Seven Nights Demon Lord was seriously injured. Jing Wuyuan saw that the overall situation was not good and did not dare to fight anymore. He used Blood Escape to coerce everyone in the Demon Palace to escape. In the blink of an eye, they were thousands of miles away.
Cough cough cough~~~
Shura, one of the four sages of the Demon Palace, supported Jing Wuyuan, who was coughing out blood, and asked with concern: "Sir, are you okay?"
Jing Wuyuan's face turned pale, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, still frightened, and murmured: "How...how could there be such a terrifying person?" ...