Lanke Chess Edge

Ji Yuan had a feeling in his heart, and when he followed the feeling, he saw Lu Shanjun at first sight. At the moment when he saw Lu Shanjun, the kind of subtle feeling he had for the chess pieces that he had to visualize by himself immediately became stronger. , and after seeing Lu Shanjun, Ji Yuan naturally paid more attention to the people around Lu Shanjun.

Although the distance is not too close, it is very clear in Ji Yuanfa's eyes. In the line of sight, there are two people beside Lu Shanjun, one is a handsome man in a brocade robe, the other is a monster with the word "king" on his forehead, looking at the arrogant The demonic energy is naturally one of the demon kings.

‘Apocalypse Alliance is here? ’

Ji Yuan's thoughts flashed, and a slight sword sound interrupted him.

"Om..."

A clear sword sound from the Qingteng Sword behind it, although the sound is silent, it is extremely penetrating. There was a brief silence around him, which also made the excited Demon King Miaoyun subconsciously shut his mouth. He seemed to feel a chill coming.

Qingteng Sword just took the initiative to fly into Jiyuan's hands. I thought Jiyuan would use it to make a sword, but it just invoked part of the sword energy and sword intent, and pointed it out with the sword. Qingteng Sword felt that if it was replaced by himself, he could definitely make a sword Killed the monster.

But Qingteng Sword will not complain about Ji Yuan, it just shows its sword intent in this way.

"Don't be in a hurry, there will naturally be a time when you come out of the sheath."

Ji Yuan said this, his left hand was already behind his back, his right hand quietly sent the sword to his left hand, and the next moment, his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Jiang Xueling, Lian Baiping, and Ju Yuanzi also looked sideways at him. To be honest, Ji Yuan's sword finger just now surprised them. Naturally, at this moment, he really wanted to see Ji Yuan's sword. In the current situation, is it possible to see it by fate? To Mr. Ji's Heavenly Sword Stance?

Compared to them, the demon king Miaoyun stood upside down with all the hair on his body, or his scales were bulging up a bit. Just now, the immortal easily broke the sword he attacked with a single finger, and now he is ready to cut it. alone?

But obviously the goal of Ji Fate is not the Miaoyun Demon King, but just a glance over the Miaoyun Demon King who is abnormally alert.

From Ji Yuan looking at Lu Shanjun to his holding the sword in one hand and holding the sword behind his back, it was just a moment of time and a breath, and at this time it was the time when the devil head Beimu raised "something bad" in his heart.

Beimu looked at his companion Lu Wu, who seemed to have regretted the words when he spoke, but it was obviously too late at this moment, because Beimu had not had time to make any response to complaining about his companions, and the next moment had already raised the alarm.

Ji Yuan held the scabbard with his left hand, and gently drew the hilt with his right hand.

"Zheng-"

Jian Yin Qingming seemed to ignore the rules of sound transmission, and the moment was in his ears, and along with the sound of Jian Yin, a faint silver mist seemed to appear out of thin air on the forehead of the swallowing beast and Beimu and others in the distance. between.

Then it seemed like an illusory movement of Ji Yuan's sword drawing forward. This movement has a strange interlaced feeling of vision and mind. It seems that the movement is gentle and slow, but in fact the sword light is only a moment.

There was the same moment when the warning signs were soaring and it was too late to react, that appeared out of thin air in an instant, but the silver mist that seemed to slowly permeate before suddenly lit up...

Some are illusory, some are weak, and they are not even straight lines, but at the moment when the sword light is born in the fog, the edge is unstoppable, or it is too late to resist.

brush……

"呲..." "呲..." "呲..."

It was like something was leaking, and a foggy blood light was torn apart at the end of the sword light.

Jiyuan's sword fundamentally created a slow and extremely fast perception illusion, especially when the other party didn't know enough about Jiyuan and was unprepared. Until this moment, other demon kings and big demons had some hindsight. He realized that just now, the immortal swung a terrible sword.

The place where Lu Shanjun, Beimu and the tiger demon king were originally standing, now there is only a blood mist left, but how could the dignified demon king, Lu Shanjun and Beimo be directly killed by a sword that was not full of intentions.

Standing several dozen feet in the air above the two demons and one demon, the Northern Demon could not restrain the fear in his heart, his chest rose and panted slightly. However, the wound was not in good condition. Even if the devil's head was ever-changing, no matter how the devil's qi in the lower abdomen was twisted, the sword qi would never dissipate.

The tiger demon king, who was originally arrogant, was now pale, and there was a thin cut at the connection between his neck and shoulders.

The opening was very shallow, not even as deep as a fingernail, but blood mist continued to spew out of it. Even if the power of the sword was blocked by his own wild demonic energy, the demon king still had the ability to escape from the gate of hell. A terrifying feeling came out while wandering around.

Because the sword intent of that sword was too terrifying, and the sense of oppression was too strong, like the light of the sword that was felt at the moment when a death row prisoner was slaughtered by his neck.

Lu Shanjun also looked extremely ugly. He raised one of his right hands, and there were sharp nails with dim light on it, but now the nails of the index finger and **** had been completely cut off, and they looked bald. hold in hand.

"Hoo...my nails..."

Lu Shanjun's voice seemed to have a hint of pain. It was real pain and not pretending. Even though he clearly felt that the sword qi had shrunk when the sword light hit him, the sword qi of that sword was still touching. For a moment, fortunately, he felt that his fingernails could be rescued and brought back after refining.

Hearing Lu Wu talking about his fingernails in pain, Beimu's anger didn't come out. He knew that it was the tiger demon king who had inadvertently helped Lu Shanjun to block a lot of sword qi.

'It's your **** luck! ’

"What a terrible sword art, who is this immortal, from the Weimei Sect?"

"Cough...cough..."

Beimu coughed up a few **** of black blood, and there was actually a small amount of sword energy in the blood. Although his face was still very bad, he felt better than just now.

"Hey, King Tiger, that wasn't a sword trick just now, I'm afraid that gentleman just pointed a sword here, I don't want to see his sword trick again... Your Majesty, this person is incompetent. Enemy, let the rest of the demon kings drag it along, you'd better be a little more stubborn, and Brother Lu, I'll take a step first, hehehe..."

Beimu showed a pale smile and nodded maliciously to Lu Wu, and then a faint black magic energy began to appear on his body, and his figure began to twist and change, and finally disappeared into the invisible.

The real devil can be visible and invisible. Beimu completely disappeared at this moment, and he didn't know if he escaped or was still hiding nearby, but Lu Shanjun didn't think Beimu could easily escape in front of his master.

After Ji Yuan made a sword, he directly returned the Qingteng sword to its sheath, looked up at the distant sky, swept across the sky with a smile, and the clear and neutral voice was transmitted the moment he opened his mouth.

"Ji's sword is only a shallow taste. Since some people are talking about Ji, they know me when they think about it. It is indeed a mistake to swallow the beasts into the Southern Wilderness. However, the landscape of the mountains can be restored by magic, and the monsters swallowed are not direct. Killed, today Ji does not want to kill for this, nor does he care about the Daoist friends of Weimei Zong, how about we stop arguing with each other?"

Although Ji Yuan said that, his eyes frequently swept over the tiger demon king, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he also considered what this demon king represented, and he didn't want to let go of the disappearing Northern Demon, so he whispered. Sound practice Baiping.

"Fellow Daoist, don't lose the trace of the devil."

"Don't worry, sir, the younger generation will not go wrong."

Ji Yuan's words fell, but at this moment, the tiger demon suddenly burst into a roar.

"Roar……"

The sound of the tiger's roar brought a gust of wind and swept across the vast sky. The tiger demon, whose face was pale before, was now red with anger. He was angry at being attacked and even more angry at his previous fear.

Lu Shanjun quickly reached out and grabbed the Tiger Demon King.

"Brother Hu, don't be impulsive, this person is immortal, it's not shameful for you to be timid..."

"Roar - cowardly!"

Lu Shanjun's words made the tiger demon explode with anger.

"Despicable sword immortal, dare to attack this king with swordsmanship, there are countless demons in the southern wilderness, how can I allow you immortal cultivator to be arrogant here, won't you be ridiculed by all walks of life in the future! Even if you are a true immortal, can't you kill it?"

The demonic energy on the tiger demon is already like a flame~www.NovelMTL.com~ There are stripes of fierce tigers on its face, and the sharp claws on its hands have also stretched out the fingertips, but under the anger, the fighting Instinct still prevented him from showing his original shape, but instead continued to condense his demon body.

The sword just now was indeed terrifying, but as a powerful demon king, he was not powerless, and when dealing with immortals with high cultivation, flexibility was more important than lethality.

"Hahahaha... Today all the immortals have to die, brother, if you are timid, run away by yourself. If you still recognize my big brother, you and my brother will lead the demons to tear this immortal!"

At this moment, the Tiger Demon King has completely transformed into a tiger-faced human body, with stripes all over his body and claws on his hands and feet. His body is demonic as if it were real, but only after his rhetoric fell, he found that Lu Wu, who was beside him, was gone.

"Um?"

"Brother Hu, I said that this person is invincible. If my brother is going to fight, I can only bless my brother. My brother, I'd better run away timidly!"

Lu Shanjun's face was expressionless, but there was a strange light in the depths of his eyes, and the anger of the tiger demon was even more rushing up.

"You, you! All of them are cowards, bastards, roar—"

The demonic energy and anger that the tiger wanted had already made the monsters around him terrified, and even the mood of many monsters had changed from the consternation of Jiyuan's sword to the palpitations of the demon powerhouse. Of course, they were sober. There are also, such as Miaoyun and some clever monsters.

Ju Yuanzi and the others also looked at the tiger spirit in the distance and the terrifying demonic energy, but even so, Ju Yuanzi was still subconsciously stunned.

"Is this tiger demon crazy?"

"Oh, maybe."

Ji Yuan smiled, he believed that his apprentice, since Lu Shanjun felt that the tiger demon king should die, then go to die.

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