(The third update is coming, please support...) Yi is the beginning of heaven and earth, the beginning of all things. It was born ten thousand years ago, and the Snow Drinking Kuangdao was born at the right time. Whenever this knife appears, it will surely stir up a bloody storm.
wind.
This is like a curse that no one can break. Because - the bustle of the world is all for gain; the bustle of the world is all for gain. Who wouldn't want to get a unique sword?
At this time, in the sky above the martial arts field in the Purple Gold Palace, a white-haired young man stood on a giant dragon, looking in all directions, fighting four top young men alone, and from time to time he had to guard against the monks who were attacking him.
He was injured in many places all over his body. The blood soaked the simple and elegant light blue gown. The white scarf on his chest was already bright red. The blood flowed down along with the handle of the death magic knife in his right hand, dripping.
Blood fell into the air.
Unexpectedly, the blood was gradually absorbed by the magic knife in his hand. As the magic knife absorbed the blood, the body of the magic knife gradually exuded terrifying power, and everyone present stopped in shock.
Actions.
Even the half-step king Wang Ying stood with his hands behind his back. Beside him was a three-foot-long white tiger with its white wings spread out and flapping, roaring towards Nie Chenfeng. Its sinister tiger teeth were so sharp that it could bite mountains and rivers into pieces.
The other big shots also looked at this white-haired boy in surprise, who seemed to be about to become a demon immediately.
Gradually, the demonic sword gushes out monstrous demonic energy, rising into the sky in broad daylight to form a mass of dark demonic clouds. The demonic clouds are ever-changing, evolving into gods and demons, making Nie Chenfeng's figure look extremely tall.
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At this time, he was standing on his head with white hair, and his eyes were like two pools of blood, which was scary to look at. His cultivation level actually increased by one star, reaching the terrifying seven-star yellow level. You know, every time the yellow level increases by one star, his magic power increases.
Zong Qi is a higher level. If the extra Zong Qi is turned into the original state of the natural Qi of heaven and earth, it will be equivalent to a long river gathered together.
The most astonishing thing is the magic knife in Nie Chenfeng's hand. The aura of the weapon was vaguely inspired by the yellow-ranked Nie Chenfeng. Perhaps it was because his blood dripped on it, causing it to automatically protect itself.
The will of the Lord.
However, the sword spirit of the Death Demon Sword has fallen into a deep sleep long ago, and it is impossible to awaken without obtaining three fragments of the Snow Drinking Mad Sword. Even if it awakens, the Death Demon Sword is only a incomplete and devoid of spirituality.
That's all, because I don't know what happened many years ago, which caused this death magic sword to fall down the rank and suffer heavy damage.
Nie Chenfeng felt his consciousness gradually blurring, and a kind of bloodthirsty desire burned his whole body. The burning sensation was like a burning fire, and the pain was heartbreaking. Finally, he stood upside down with white hair.
Holding the magic knife, he rushed towards Wang Chong and others.
"Ah——, the knife——waves——moves!"
Nie Chenfeng went completely berserk, and the nearly dry qi in his Dantian was replenished again by the madness of the magic knife.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Four half-moon-shaped pale sword lights were swung out by the demonic death sword. Being able to produce four pale sword lights was also the result of Nie Chenfeng's recent practice. He never gave up training one day. Every fighting skill
It was also through his understanding that I gradually became more proficient and stronger.
"Hmm..."
Four pale sword lights containing terrifying energy smoothly cut through the space and struck at Wang Chong, Nangong Yue, Wu Sha, and Chen Shen respectively.
The four of them were extremely aggrieved when they saw this. They were obviously stronger than the white-haired demon, so why could he always escape? Although they had the upper hand, it was really difficult to take down Morrowind for a while.
, to be precise, Nie Chenfeng.
"Damn white-haired devil!"
Wang Chong roared in his heart, but did not show it. He still moved the folding fan gracefully to resist.
As Wang Chong's yin and yang fan moved, a portal to the void space where yin and yang alternated loomed, "rumbling..." It was like opening the door to hell, and a gloomy air came oncoming; it was also like opening the door to hell.
Entering the cave of heaven, a pure Yang breath attracts all living beings.
"The alternation of yin and yang, the thin line between life and death" - this is the "unique skill of yin and yang" for which the Wang family is famous.
Slowly, the portal of alternating yin and yang swallowed up Nie Chenfeng's terrifying half-moon sword light.
On the other side, the handsome Nangong Yue held a flying knife in her right hand and moved it in the void space, urging the vast mana energy in her body to infuse the three-inch long white flying knife.
Throw it out.
Suddenly, the gleaming flying knife jumped and flickered at the junction of the void space and the real space, and shot at the three- to four-foot-long half-moon sword light, and finally shattered with it at the same time.
"The flying knife is invincible and can kill the God from a thousand miles away" - this is the "God-Killing Flying Knife" for which Nangongmen is famous.
Wu Sha finally took out the weapon passed down to him by the Wu family - the Blood Evil Ax. This blood ax was one foot in size, with a black handle, a bloody red mouth, and murderous intent. When he took it out, a bloody beam of light shot straight into the sky.
, the momentum is breathtaking.
It seems that Wu Sha really hides his true strength. He has never shown his weapon, but now he actually took it out. One can imagine how much he hates Nie Chenfeng.
In an instant, all the evil spirits in the world rushed towards Wu Sha's "blood evil ax". The blood ax gradually enlarged and had the potential to break through mountains. It seemed to smash Nie Chenfeng's sword light so easily.
Already.
"The evil spirit soars to the sky, the blood ax breaks the mountains" - what Wu Sha practices is the Wu family's fierce secret skill "Blood Ax Sealing the Sky" that stands on the mainland.
At the same time, Chen Shen held the spear in his hand and slashed the flying sword light most arrogantly. His spear was like a snake coming out of its hole, sweeping up the sect's energy. Although his face was a little pale at the end, the spear in his hand was raining blood.
The sword light was completely wiped out.
"The soul gun is so terrifying that it tears apart the sky" - the ultimate killing move used by Chen Shen is the Chen family's "gun that tears apart the sky".
Many yellow-level monks who had flying treasures or had obtained venerable weapons by accident all flew high into the sky. Some people finally couldn't resist the temptation and took advantage of the short period of empty mana after Nie Chenfeng used his sword.
He flew towards him, trying to subdue him, thinking that even if he failed to force out the legendary Snow Drinking Sword, it would be good to get a treasure in his hand.
The three monks drove the flying magic weapon and rushed towards them. However, Nie Chenfeng sneered when he saw this.
"court death!"
How could he be merciful when he was so violent? The Zong Qi in his body, which could recover several times faster than ordinary people, quickly condensed, and a simple black bell flew out from the center of his eyebrows. The three of them were caught off guard, and the three-inch
The big and small bells instantly pierced the eyebrows of the three people, leaving only three injections of blood to shoot out.
The three of them didn't even have time to scream, before they fell from a high altitude to the blood-red martial arts arena below. The three corpses were stained by an inch of blood until they became cold and lost their temperature.
"Hahaha, boy, it's better to hand over the magic knife!"
"Quack, quack, young man, show me the Luoyue Bow."
At this time, two more yellow-level eight-star monks rushed in front of Nie Chenfeng and tried to grab his shoulders with their backhands.
Seeing this, Nie Chenfeng frowned slightly, with his white hair floating in the air and his eyes still blood red. He swung the Death Demon Sword with his backhand with a swish sound. The speed was incredibly fast.
"ah......."
"ah--"
"He is a devil, a white-haired devil——"
The two were turned around, their figures flickering. Nie Chenfeng, with blood-red eyes, cut off his arm with a knife. He fell into the air holding the broken arm that spurted out blood, and howled in pain. The sound was so shrill,
It's so soul-stirring that it makes people's hair stand on end.
When many monks saw such a bloody scene in the sky, they all exclaimed, "Oh my god, how can this young man kill someone without blinking an eye?"
"Is this the only bloodline of the Nie family, Nie Chenfeng? The man who once killed the king with the Snow Drinking Sword is really fierce."
"That's right, that's right, this boy is so bloodthirsty at such a young age. I think everyone should stop the civil strife first and work together to suppress this white-haired demon."
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There were many opinions and discussions, and almost everyone saw red on his body, either stained by the blood rain in the sky, or affected by the aftermath of the war.
The scene fell silent for an instant, and the entire martial arts arena was red with blood. In the low-lying areas, blood flowed like a river, with broken limbs and arms, and a head with wide, pale eyes and a forehead covered by black hair floating among them.
, the pungent smell of blood filled the entire space. From time to time, there was a trembling animal cry, which made everyone's hearts tremble and their whole bodies became cold.
At this time, the hook-nosed Wang Ying jumped up and sat on the three-foot-long white tiger, then coldly glanced at everyone and said: "Don't argue anymore, everyone, stop it!"
Terrifying and vast sound waves exploded in everyone's ears. The thunderous Wang Ying's eyes flashed with fire as he continued: "Humph, everyone has seen that this white-haired boy is really a demon. We should not kill each other here.
Instead, we should capture this white-haired devil first."
"We will deal with it later. As for the matter of Xueyin Kuangdao, we should let all the monks know about it. This can be regarded as an explanation to the people of the world."
The half-step king Wang Ying spoke, and his words were righteous. Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing the words, and there was almost no objection.
However, at this moment, Nie Chenfeng, who was stepping on the giant dragon, trembled slightly from the side of his face. The magic sword was still humming, and the simple blade body was dripping with traces of blood, making it look a little desolate.
After so much time, Ah Huang finally stopped right above the teleportation coordinates. As long as he activates the formation, one person and one dragon can escape from here immediately.
"Ouch...boy Chen, are you okay?"
Ah Huang's worried voice echoed in Nie Chenfeng's sea of consciousness. However, Nie Chenfeng was speechless and unresponsive after hearing this. His eyes were still blood red and dull, as if he was possessed.
After a while, Wang Ying led everyone to slowly gather together. He was too embarrassed to take action to suppress Nie Chenfeng first, for fear of arousing everyone's dissatisfaction and suspicion, while the golden commander was still watching eagerly from the side.
"Okay, since no one objects, then let Wang Chong, Nangong Yue, Chen Shen, Wu Sha, Zhou Xian'er and other young geniuses go and capture this white-haired demon. He is now at the end of his strength, and he can be captured in a snap.
I and the older generation can't argue with him!" Wang Ying actually had the nerve to say this, but I have to say that this old guy's words made people dissatisfied, but they couldn't find any reason to refute.
Hearing this, the young and powerful men did not hesitate to shoot at the place where Nie Chenfeng was standing. Except for Zhou Xian'er, the fairy of the Zhou family, who had no intention of taking action, the four of them all shot at Nie Chenfeng again with bloodthirsty.
Morning breeze.
"snort--"
Suddenly, an earth-shattering cold snort came. The sound made everyone stagger, and even the white tiger where Wang Ying sat down became uneasy and violent.
The whole space suddenly trembled for it, and the wind and clouds gathered together and changed color for it.
This——is obviously the power that only the roar of the king possesses.
Yu Xi, who was dressed in a white crane robe, heard the sound and lamented: "Oh, this is so difficult. If this morning breeze is really the reincarnation of a devil..."