To deal with the Sword Emperor, Demon Duan Fengyun thought that he still had no use for the Blood Blade Demonic Skill.
He directly rushed towards the Sword Emperor with his sword, and the Sword Emperor also shouted loudly, and Xue Yin's sword collided with the Sword Emperor's bloody blade.
boom.
The huge sonic boom was deafening.
Demon Duan Fengyun took the opportunity to launch a series of flying kicks and strike at the Sword Emperor's chest.
Sword Emperor Qing's injuries from Nie Feng's flying kicks had not yet healed, and now he was kicked violently by Demon Duan Fengyun who showed no mercy.
Even though the Sword King, whose muscles and bones had been tempered by the Devil's Pond of Troubled Times, was violently kicked by Demon Duan Fengyun, blood spurted out from his mouth, and he lay on the ground unable to stand up again.
It seemed that the Sword Emperor was seriously injured, but he was still unconvinced. He stared at Demon Duan Fengyun, still full of fighting spirit.
Demon Duan Fengyun took back the Snow Drinking Knife and threw it to Nie Feng.
"Senior Brother Feng, I don't need the Snow Drinking Knife now, I'll give it back to you.
The sword has no eyes, don't wait until you accidentally injure your father-in-law, that would be bad."
Demon Duan Fengyun condensed the air current in his hand, and then slowly walked towards the Sword Emperor.
After Demon Duan Fengyun placed his palm on the Sword Emperor's head, he looked up at the sky.
"The sky is so beautiful. I really want to look at the sky like this all the time."
He couldn't help but sigh.
Then he exerted force with his palms, and a terrifying devouring force came out of his palms.
The Sword Emperor, who lost all resistance, could only watch the demon Duan Fengyun devour him.
The Sword Emperor felt that the true energy in his body was constantly flowing out. What was even more terrifying was that the blood in his body that had long been fused with the Demonic Pond of the Troubled World was also flowing away with Duan Fengyun's palm.
The Sword Emperor's momentum began to decline, his eyeballs gradually returned to normal, and his face also returned to normal.
"yeah!"
Upon seeing this, Nie Feng was still celebrating with Qin Shuang and others. They finally successfully rescued the Sword Emperor from the Demon Sword.
But the Evil Emperor on the side was suspicious, because in his opinion, if you want to save the people who practice the magic sword, you must pierce the devil's eyes and destroy the location of their demonic essence, so that the people who practice the magic sword can recover.
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But now Duan Fengyun has restored the Sword Emperor to normal without piercing the Demon Eye and breaking the Demonic True Essence, which really makes the Evil Emperor puzzled.
Duan Fengyun in the Dragon Vein felt his growing skill and the Sword Emperor gradually returned to normal, and nodded with satisfaction.
This magic knife idea has finally done a good thing, and I can let him out to play next time.
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As soon as Duan Fengyun was happy, he felt that something was wrong.
In addition to the increased skill in his body, there is also blood constantly flowing from the Sword Emperor's body.
And this blood is filled with the aura of the Demon Pond of Troubled Times.
Looking back at the Sword Emperor, his breath was already unstable, and Duan Fengyun knew that he had been fooled.
Duan Fengyun began to recite the battle sword formula. As the formula sounded, the Huangdi Sword that was thrown aside flew directly into Duan Fengyun's hand.
Looking at Duan Fengyun who suddenly summoned a weapon, Nie Feng and others thought that the Sword Emperor was up to some tricks.
However, after careful observation, several people also discovered that something was wrong. Why was the Sword Emperor's breath becoming more and more unstable, like a candle that was about to be extinguished?
And the Evil Emperor finally knew the reason. His apprentice was based on the Sword Emperor and wanted to take all of the Sword Emperor's cultivation as his own.
He knew that this was definitely not Duan Fengyun's idea, which meant that the disciple in front of him was still possessed by the devil.
He shouted to Nie Feng and others:
"Stop him quickly, he is not Duan Fengyun, he is possessed by a demon!"
After hearing this, Nie Feng and others moved forward one after another, preparing to take action against Demon Duan Fengyun.
Before Nie Feng and others could take action, Duan Fengyun, who had summoned the Yellow Emperor Sword, had suppressed the idea of the magic sword again.
And he also retracted the palm pointed at the Sword Emperor, and turned to support the Sword Emperor with his hand.
And as the magic sword thoughts were suppressed, he also returned to his normal appearance.
He waved to Nie Feng and others and said:
"Don't worry, I suppressed the magic knife back. I was tricked by it this time."
Duan Fengyun didn't expect that the Demon Sword Thought actually wanted to devour the Sword Emperor cleanly and use the Sword Emperor's Demon Sword skills to strengthen himself.
Now he is in no mood to fix the Demon Sword's thoughts, and finding a way to save the Sword Emperor is his top priority right now.
After he sat the Sword Emperor down cross-legged, he then also sat down cross-legged, with his palms aimed at the Sword Emperor's back.
Duan Fengyun desperately poured his true energy into the Sword Emperor's body.
But the Sword Emperor, who was already on his deathbed, waved his hand to Duan Fengyun behind him, indicating that he would not use it anymore.
He swallowed harder and said:
"Boy Duan, no need.
Your energy is no longer useful to me, so there is no need to waste it on me.
I don’t blame you for what happened just now, it’s all because I was blinded by lard and didn’t listen to your master’s words.”
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Duan Fengyun blamed himself and said:
"Senior, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Nie Feng looked at the Sword Emperor who had turned gray-haired and haggard, knelt down and said to the Sword Emperor:
"Dad, what should I do if Meng leaves now?"
The Sword Emperor held Nie Feng's hand and explained to him:
"Nie Feng, I'm leaving. I can't watch the grandson you and my daughter gave birth to, and I can't watch him grow up.
After I leave, you must take good care of my daughter and do not let her suffer any injustice, otherwise I will not let you go even if I am a ghost.
Don't tell Meng about me, I'm afraid she will cause trouble for the boy after she finds out.
This matter does not shut down the boy's business. Don't let me affect the relationship between your senior brothers.
Walking around the world, having a group of brothers who share life and death is extremely precious, you must cherish it."
Nie Feng's eyes were red, and he nodded with moist eyes:
"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Meng, and I won't let her suffer at all.
I will also cherish my brothers and them."
After hearing Nie Feng's answer, the Sword Emperor smiled with satisfaction.
The Sword Emperor then looked at his two old brothers.
The Pig King and the Evil King had already turned red and looked at their old friend with moist eyes.
The Sword Emperor looked at the two old guys and smiled:
"Oh, are these the world-famous No. 1 Evil Emperor and No. 3 Pig Emperor?
Why are you crying? How can a man shed tears?
Lao Xie, I really regret not listening to you.
Two old guys, I have to leave first. I'm going to report to King Yama first.
Remember to burn some money for this old guy like me during the holidays, otherwise I won’t be able to take you to drink when you come down.
Two old guys, I'm leaving first, so don't miss me."
After saying that, the Sword Emperor looked at a few people and smiled slightly before closing his eyes.
The Second Sword Emperor, a master of swordsmanship who had been striving for fame and profit all his life, fell.
"senior!"
"father!"
"Old boy!"
Everyone looked at the deceased Sword Emperor and cried.
The Old Evil Emperor, who had fought with the Sword Emperor all his life, cried especially sadly. He had lost his closest brother.