Chapter 71: Sword Demon Comes to Help

Trepidation!

Just when Fengyun Wuji was almost desperate, a black eagle pounced on the clouds in the sky, flapping its wings, and a strong wind arose, blowing everyone backwards.

"Wuji, don't panic! I am Dugu Wushang here. Who dares to say that I have destroyed the sword domain? I will destroy him first!" A thin figure fell from the sky like a big bird. As soon as the man appeared, everyone felt a very strange feeling, as if a sword was approaching his heart. No matter how he dealt with it, he could not avoid it. With just a flash of thought, he had already defeated the sword, and was extremely helpless. He was extremely tired all over his body.

The black eagle hovered low in the sky, with her eyes sharp and unparalleled, staring at the person below. Dugu Wushen's clothes were fluttering, and she stepped onto the ground, falling beside Feng Yun Wuji. The eagle hovered above the two, screaming endlessly...

Although there were only one person and one eagle, everyone felt like they were facing an army of powerful masters.

The young man from the sword domain saw that everyone was depressed, suddenly shouted: "Dugu Wushen? Who is? I have never heard of it."

Dugu Wushang put one hand on Feng Yun Wuji's blood-soaked shoulder, and his face changed slightly. The strong and harmonious sword essence poured into Feng Yun Wuji's body. While healing his injuries, he turned to the young man and smiled: "The old lady called the sword demon Dugu Wushang. If you have never heard of it before, then today, you can remember it!"

"Who wants to move the sword domain? First of all, I asked me!" Dugu Wushen finished speaking, his face was clear and his expression was very serious.

"No matter what sword demon he is or not, listen to the sword demon. The domain master has an order. Today, everyone in the sword domain will be wiped out before he can return!" After saying that, he waved his sword and rushed forward!

"Go back!" Dugu Wushang's face changed and he shouted coldly. At the same time, he didn't see how he made a gesture. He pinched a sword technique with his right hand, spread his sleeves, and slashed out with a sword with Xuxu!

Touch! The young man who was flying in front of him had not yet swung his sword, suddenly let out a muffled groan, as if he was hit by a huge hammer in the sky, rolling in the air, flying backwards. The row of sword domain warriors rushing into him were also blown away by a powerful invisible force, shouting and flying backwards. The disciples of the sword domain following behind were forced to make it difficult to advance by an invisible and domineering sword intent, and at the same time, they had to urge their sword intention to resist the domineering sword intent.

"Young Master!" When the disciples of the sword domain saw that the young man was knocked away, they were all shocked. Just as they were about to reach out to help the young man kneeling on the ground, they heard him shouting angrily: "Get out, get out of here, get out of here!"

The young man supported his other hand on the ground and wanted to stand up. Suddenly his face changed. Suddenly, his blood was gone, his eyes widened, looking at Dugu Wushang.

"I was so arrogant when I first met. I remember you for a young age, so I left you a name, and I won't be the case." Dugu Wushen said calmly, wearing a green robe in the air, making a sound like a master,

After saying that, a strand of blood gushed out from the corner of the boy's mouth, his eyes staring at Dugu Wushang tightly, full of hatred.

The Demon Lord of the Dark Realm was secretly sweating. He knew this young man. The man was known as Clivia, the only son of the Sword Emperor of the Sword Realm. Although he was very favored, this guy had several strengths, at least not much worse than himself. Just after a meeting, this guy was obviously seriously injured. Moreover, the man named Dugu Wushang seemed to be effortless. The Demon Lord of the Dark Realm felt so cold in his heart for a moment! A Sword Emperor was already so difficult to deal with, and now he was even more capable of such a master who was known as the Sword Demon who might be more powerful than the Sword Emperor. Wouldn't it be even more difficult to deal with?

His eyes flashed across Feng Yun Wuji, who was stained with blood, but he saw his eyes closed, and a white aura rose in his black hair, as if he was using the power of the sword demon to heal himself.

"Clivia, let's put aside the grudges of the two domains for now, and let the old man deal with it first! He is delaying time and letting the Sword Emperor heal his wounds!" The Demon Lord of the Dark Domain yelled at the young man.

Clivia looked at the dark world Juejun hatefully, and the meaning in her eyes was undoubtedly revealed: "Do you still need to say this kind of thing? How come I can't see it?"

Clivia didn't even have the strength to stand up at this time, trembling. Clivia put something into her mouth, then soared into the sky and let out a sharp roar. Clivia took the thing out of her mouth, and then shouted: "Back, they are all new ascenaries. Although there is an old guy, can such a guy still block so many of us? He will even pile him to death if he uses people to pile him up!"

The Dark Realm Demon Lord also smiled, waved his hand, and shouted, "Give it all my money, regardless of the target, attack at the same time."

Almost at the same time, the people on both sides burst out a wave-like sword energy at the same time. On one side, the sword lights were lit and thousands of sword energy were surging, and the demonic energy surged. The demonic power was white and black, very distinct. The power of tens of thousands of warriors at the same time was completely different from a single power. Even the initiator of the Dark Domain Demon Lord was shocked.

The strong wind blew on the face. The disciples of Jiange were almost dying and closed their eyes even after being hurt. If they were fighting for martial arts, they could still hold on. However, this kind of attack was purely skill, and the years of hard practice!

Dugu Wushang's face was calm and he was not panicked at all. He pulled his left hand on Feng Yun Wuji back.

"Dugu Nine Swords: Breaking Sword Style, Breaking Styling!" Dugu Wushen shook his hand, and there was already a two-foot small wooden sword. His body flashed, and he swung out two swords lightly to both sides. Then he drew his sword and inserted it into the long sheath on his waist.

Hissing!!

The two tides of attacks were about to drown the people of Jiange, and suddenly the wind and clear clouds disappeared, and disappeared like a smog of smoke, as if they had never appeared before.

Hiss!

Everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but gasp, looked at the scene in front of them almost incredible, and then looked at the old man, and everyone felt coldness on their bodies...

"Old man, if you don't come again, I'll die to show you..." Clivia suddenly roared hysterically, with panic in his eyes. For the first time, he had a deep understanding of the gaps caused by different martial arts realms.

"Don't panic, my son, I'm here for my father..." A domineering and majestic voice came from the air, and then a strong aura approached at the speed of time. Dugu Wushang looked up at the sky, his face turning solemn.

"Wuji, I'm afraid I'm in trouble this time!..." Dugu Wushang said softly.

A man in white robe slowly fell from above the clouds. Seeing this, the disciples of the sword domain bent down and whispered: "Welcome to the sword emperor..."

The man's eyes were like lightning. With just one glance, his eyes stopped on Dugu Wushang, and his face was a little solemn: "Sword Demon, Dugu Wushang!"

"The King of Knife will not break!" Dugu Wushang looked at the man and said slowly, with sparks in his eyes.

Clivia's face changed and she yelled wildly: "Old man, have you seen it?!!!"

The sword emperor nodded with a serious expression: "I didn't expect it was you. I really don't want to fight with you!"

"I don't want to fight you either!"
Chapter completed!