Jiuxuan immediately aroused his magic power, transformed into a demon dragon, soared into the sky, and galloped towards the blood cicada.

Rows of magic swords flashing with cold white light flew towards the man who saw the bad guy.

The man pulled out a plain iron ruler.

Bang!

The collision between objects was not the sound of metal and iron clashing, but a violent wave of air.

In this wave of air, the white bone sword swinged by Bai Gu Sheng was shattered by the man in a destructive posture.

The cold light condensed in Bai Gu Sheng's eyes. The dust of the broken white bone sword surrounded Bai Gu Sheng's whole body, and then tightly wrapped him, and turned into a larger sword that could be seen.

A terrible sword light ejected from the blade of the sword, and the sword light shifted, and it was constantly copying and splitting.

When night falls, these lights are like white fire, burning persistently in the air.

The dew in the night evaporates, making everything a little hazy.

And in this hazy vagueness, the amazing destructive power spreads.

"cut!"

Bai Gusheng folded his hands together and shouted loudly. The terrifying sword light air shook the space.

The man was speechless, but he only took one step forward.

The ordinary iron ruler carries a nearly crazy magic rhyme.

At this moment, although his body was covered with scars, in the night, under the vast snow-white sword light, it seemed to turn into a royal ruler who ruled billions of dollars.

The iron ruler refers to impartiality, but it cannot give rise to any thought of evading.

call out!

The sword light and the iron ruler meet in mid-air.

The sharp sword light penetrated the space.

However, the iron ruler crushed Bai Gusheng's sword, which seemed to have done everything, and hit Bai Gusheng's chest at an indescribable speed.

The amazing energy fluctuations swept through the air, and the terrifying energy explosion even broke a gap in the small mountain.

On the other side, Jiuxuan was running towards the small building of the blood cicada.

In the small building, the strange cicadas were gradually dim.

Like tourmaline's green light and dazzling blood light soared into the sky at the same time, both occupying half of the sky.

The air emits a tense smell, and invisible ripples scatter, containing terrible energy fluctuations.

Rumble!

The battle between the two battlefields finally completely broke the tranquility of the night.

However, the Ten Demon Sect, which should have been crowded with people, seemed to be deserted at this time.

Everyone understands that it is time to take the team.

But everyone wants to wait and see... They all want to wait!

Who wins! Who will help?

The blood-colored flames roared across the sky like a meteor. Wherever they passed, the air became particularly hot. In the heat of plasma, the blood cicada's body slowly split from it.

"Demon Emperor Sword!"

A low whistle came from below.

Immediately, the blood suddenly exploded, and the fierce and fierce sword shadow suddenly waved like a quiet moon in the water.

The blood cicada's body, which had been cut, broke again.

Two into four.

Immediately afterwards, four into eight and eight into sixteen.

The more swords the swords, the more they were cut, the more broken the blood cicada's body was cut.

Despite this, the cicadas chirping among the surrounding mountains became louder and louder.

Gradually, it was like the arrival of summer.

The entire mountains, rivers and land were wrapped in a strange, dull, thick and loud cicada song.

Those who heard the cicadas could see a beautiful monk with picturesque eyebrows, wearing a blood-red monk's robe, standing there cleanly and neatly.

The snow-bright sword light began to become turbid, and the evil spirits were drawn out from the mountain and then injected into the sword light that should have been cold.

As the earthly evil spirits merged into more and more, the originally neat and straightforward sword light gradually formed a huge yellow giant sword of hundreds of feet. On the giant sword, black smoke lingered. The earthly evil spirits drawn from the deep underground made the scorching air gradually become cold.

Bai Gu Sheng turned his body and used the White Bone Sword, but it seemed like he was trapped in a mud and gradually became unbalanced.

The purple-red magic light penetrated half of the sky, like a giant cannon, bombing the white bone magic sword that was trapped in the mud.

At the same time, it also bombarded the White Bone Sword, and all the white bones were running.

Can the white bones, which have reached their limit, turn the world around again?

At this time, who else will help him?

Ke Xiaoliang?

Absolutely impossible!

If Ke Xiaoliang takes action at this time, it would be equivalent to losing directly to the two Demon Lords Qianbian and Hundred Demon Lords, and one step will be wrong every step.

Therefore, even if the white bones were killed into pieces, Ke Xiaoliang would never frown at him.

The interweaving of purple and muddy yellow makes the night sky look colorful. The eyes of countless people are focused here, and in their eyes, they are full of solemnity and shock.

At this moment, the identity of the man was also exposed in front of others.

Ten Demon Sects, outer disciples... Cao Xiu.

Not bad... Just an outer disciple!

A waste that even the demon species deserves...
Chapter completed!