Looking at the woman, the man in white robe remembered the comment made by his old friend before, with a playful look in his eyes.
At that time, my old friend wanted to kill the woman by himself. In order to make him interested, he said seriously at the end: "The tiger and the leopard are like colts, but they have the spirit of eating cattle. There is no need to wait for time. It has become a serious problem."
The man in white robe is also familiar with the human race's classics, so he naturally knows the weight of this sentence.
If anyone were to advise him, a demon king who has few rivals in the demon clan, to kill a woman who has never set foot in Wangyou, he would not take it seriously, but the person who said this was his long-time friend, and he was so solemn.
As a matter of fact, he would just stop by and take a look.
Anyway, it's a smooth process.
After meeting now, let alone the so-called talent in marching and fighting, these nine flying swords alone made the man in white robe feel a little interesting.
Human sword cultivators have always ruled the roost with their killing power. Among the human clan, they are considered to be the strongest cultivator lineage without a doubt. However, most sword cultivators in the world only have one flying sword. This does not mean that they cannot continue to fight.
Duowen has raised one or two natal flying swords, but most sword cultivators don't think that Duowen's raising one or two natal flying swords will be of much help to their realm and killing power.
But if a sword cultivator really has five or six natal flying swords, it is absolutely rare and he is truly suitable for practicing swordsmanship.
Every time there is an additional handle after that, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
The man in the white robe still remembered that when he went south to the human territory, he also met a sword cultivator who had six natal flying swords. He had just entered the realm of the Great Sword Immortal. With these six natal flying swords, he also created some small things for himself.
Not a small trouble.
However, the final result was that he directly broke the six natal flying swords and killed the great swordsman who was considered to be the leader of human swordsmanship in the near future.
But to this day, even if he thinks of those six flying swords again, he still has lingering fears.
Now he met the female sword cultivator in front of him again, looking at the nine flying swords. From the perspective of cultivation alone, he also knew that the woman in front of him could not be kept.
Once she reaches the end of Wangyou and becomes a rare female great swordsman in this world, I am afraid that no one in the whole world will be her opponent.
Therefore, soon, the man in white robe had put away some of his contempt, and with a slight thought, a terrifying demonic aura broke through the air in front of him, intending to kill the female swordsman here.
But suddenly, a sword light appeared between the sky and the earth, and a long, bright snow-white line came out halfway to meet the evil spirit.
The two auras of black and white met in mid-air, and suddenly burst out with powerful power, causing ripples of energy to appear all around, as if a lake had appeared between heaven and earth, with ripples gradually spreading out on the lake surface.
It's just that the ripples look ordinary and slight, but in fact they are really terrifying intertwining energy. If there are outsiders here, they may die in an instant.
Wait until ripple
The ripples gradually dissipated.
The man in white robe looked somewhere, and a sword cultivator in blue robe appeared.
He held up a flying sword with a blade as thin as a cicada's wing. The flying sword trembled slightly, like the chirping of a cicada.
The green-robed sword cultivator glanced at the man in white robes and said, "So shameless? You are a demon king after all, so how can you be so shameless in attacking my little junior sister, a monk from the other side?"
The man in white robe was unmoved and just looked at the sword immortal in green robe with indifferent eyes.
Even if a swordsman arrives here and can stop me from taking action for the first time, so what?
The man in white robe who was not willing to talk nonsense took one step forward, and the terrifying aura like a mountain rushed towards his face at this moment, and the entire sky seemed to be blocked by an extremely thick ink cloud at this moment.
It's like a sense of world destruction.
The green-shirted swordsman narrowed his eyes and said in his heart, "Little junior sister, please take the time to leave. There is some trouble at the end of Wangyou."
Except for Liu Banbi, who has been in the north, there is no one else around this green-shirted swordsman.
However, although he only said that it was a bit troublesome at the moment, in fact, it was indeed very troublesome, not even a trouble, but... dangerous.
Wangyou versus Wangyou at the end, how could it be easier?
What's more, he was facing a demon king who thought he was the best at killing sword immortals.
Liu Banbi had already made plans to die here.
However, he was still a little unwilling. After all, the opponent was not fighting in the same realm as him, but was bullying others based on his realm.
When he goes to hell, I estimate that Liu Banbi will have to scold his mother more than three hundred times every day.
The white-robed man stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the green-robed swordsman who was accumulating sword energy but not using it. Based on his sword energy perception alone, this man was indeed stronger than the swordsmen he had killed back then, even in a certain period.
From a perspective, it is comparable to some weaker Great Sword Immortals.
The green-robed swordsman in front of me is probably only one step away from becoming a great swordsman.
That's fine. In this trip, I killed a female swordsman who was expected to be invincible in the world, and then killed a swordsman who was only one step away from the realm of the Great Sword Immortal. It was a fruitful return.
Thinking of this, the man in white robe stepped forward.
The demonic energy all over the sky began to surge!
"Is the demon king amazing?"
Liu Banbi spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, tiptoed, and his whole body turned into a sword light and rose up from the ground, shooting directly towards the sky, pulling out a bright sword light.
I was submerged in the demonic aura for a moment.
The man in white robe smiled
, probably because he didn’t expect where this swordsman had the courage. Even if he didn’t retreat, he actually dared to take the initiative towards him. Did he really think that his swordsmanship was very powerful?
In the past few years, I have killed the most human monks, the Sword Immortal!
The man in white robe stretched out his hand, and a ball of demonic energy naturally spread out from his palm. After hovering, he waved his sleeves, and countless demonic energy turned into black feather arrows and flew away.
The sword light blocked the front and retreat routes.
Then the man in the white robe squinted and smiled, and a black scale appeared in his palm, but it returned to snow-white in an instant, and the snow-white scales shone brightly.
The man in the white robe waved his fingers, and his snow-white scales suddenly moved, turning into a small snow-white dragon and crashing towards the willow wall over there.
Along the way, the breath kept fluctuating, and it felt like an overwhelming sea.
Between heaven and earth, you can faintly hear the roar of dragons!
As a result, before the little snow-white dragon hit the willow wall, a sword light burst out of the thick demonic cloud and fought with the little snow-white dragon.
But very quickly, the little snow-white dragon grabbed the sword light with its claws and quickly tore it into pieces.
After that, the little snow-white dragon even ate the scattered sword light in one bite before continuing to fly towards the demon cloud.
The man in white robe stood there and glanced at the sword light. With a thought, he had already passed by and arrived not far from Xie Nandu.
The man in the white robe waved his sleeves casually.
It’s not that you have to be in such a hurry to kill someone, but since you, the green-shirted swordsman, are clearly going to risk your life to protect this female swordsman, then I will kill this female swordsman before you die.
For no other reason than that, I just want to see the dying person have all their expectations come to nothing before they die.
Xie Nandu drew out all nine flying swords, but with the wave of the white-robed man's sleeves, the nine flying swords were like fallen leaves in the wind, falling in all directions, making an unwilling trembling sound.
Thanks to the fact that these flying swords were made by Jian Qi Shan, if the flying swords were forged elsewhere, they would probably break immediately at this moment.
Xie Nandu was knocked away by the man in white robe with a wave of his sleeve, and fell into the sky-slanting valley.
After all, this female swordsman couldn't withstand even one blow when this demon king tried his best to strike.
"Little junior sister?!"
In that thick demon cloud, Liu Banbi's figure fell to the ground. After struggling to keep his figure, this swordsman who had killed many great demons in Mobei spat out a mouthful of blood.
The man in white robe glanced at Liu Banbi, still indifferent.
In his eyes, as long as the other party has never reached the end of Wangyou, he has no qualifications to talk to him. Therefore, from beginning to end, the man in white robe never said a single word.
That female swordsman would naturally die under his blow. Then he only needed to use a little more force to kill this swordsman who had no resistance, and then he could continue south.
The man in white robe made up his mind to cross the Great Wall of the North to see how much weight the young man who is now rumored to be the best in the world has.
What kind of monster enemy is there? After I casually kill him, is there any suspense when the war begins?
It's nothing more than our demon tribe going south, crushing the backbone of the entire human race with a destructive attitude. From then on, the demon tribe has the final say on this land.
As for the human race, it would be better if they would become our blood food and slaves from now on. If we were more ruthless, they would all be wiped out.
From now on, there will be no human beings in the world.
But just when the man in white robe wanted to take action against the sword fairy in blue robe who was unable to fight, another person suddenly appeared not far away.
He was a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar with gray hair on his temples. He had an old book on his waist, and he looked very much like the most famous scholar in the world who lived in the capital of God many years ago.
It's just that the middle-aged scribe in front of me looks much better than that scholar.
The atmosphere is dusty.
The middle-aged scribe looked at the white-robed man in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What a beast. It's normal for you to eat your hair and drink your blood, so I don't expect you to make any sense."
The man in white robe looked at this middle-aged scribe whom he had never seen before, and finally said, "Is he a scholar?"
Since he is willing to speak, it naturally means that the middle-aged scribe in front of him is a being who is extremely forgetful of worries. At least in terms of realm, he is qualified to talk to him.
The middle-aged scribe said calmly, "Don't talk to beasts."
The man in white robe didn't take it seriously and just narrowed his eyes, "Okay, it's not fun to kill some uninteresting human monks, but it's really interesting to kill you, a Confucian saint."
The middle-aged scribe rolled up his sleeves calmly and said to himself, "I have never fought with anyone in my life, but today you are a beast and you bullied my incompetent disciples, and you bullied two of them at once. Then I want to see it too."
, how thick is the skin of your white dragon?"
This scholar, who had spent most of his life with no one daring to argue with him in front of him, laughed at himself, and then stepped out suddenly.
Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds are changing.
A lot of the demonic energy suddenly receded, and the clear Qi here began to rise.
There is great righteousness between heaven and earth.
And I am good at raising them!
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