Wearing black armor, holding a long sword in his hand, the iron helmet on his face covered his entire face, and only his red eyes were exposed. A dark shadow was projected under the tall body, a solemn aura.

"At this critical moment, what's the point of summoning this useless fate?"

Luo Xing said with a sneer.

"You will know if it's useful or not."

While speaking, I had already walked behind Juwu, put my right hand on the back of my left hand, closed my eyes, and felt the subtle feeling of the breeze blowing through my hair. At the same time, strange patterns began to appear on the arms of my left and right hands. The left hand had black snake patterns and white fish scale patterns. The spiritual power became stronger and stronger, but there seemed to be white light flashing in my heart. After a moment, a white round egg floated out from my chest and pressed on Juwu's back.

"The mind and soul are united, and the wisdom in your heart is supplemented by the witch soul on me, and the most enlightenment of the fate."

I opened my eyes suddenly, and the snake pattern on the left arm began to rotate rapidly. The fish scales on my right hand emitted a burst of white light. I took a step forward and slapped it hard on the round egg. I pushed it into Juwu's body. The black armor on Juwu's body seemed to cross a layer of white light. The white light kept flowing along his body. In less than a moment, I saw that Juwu's black armor turned white and emitted a soft and bright light. However, the red light in his eyes had not yet dissipated, and the murderous aura in his eyes had not yet receded.

"I just changed my color, and I thought I was so capable."

Luo Xing brushed the demon sword Yanhuo with his hand, and a strange flame immediately burned on the blade. The flame was not real. It was something like a flame released after the demonic energy attached to the blade.

"cut!"

Luo Xing walked quickly, and his murderous intention had already surged. The power of this sword was actually burning unscrupulously. If it were the past, if it was the sword, the giant martial arts would definitely be broken, and I would be affected. But now is different from the past, and some things have changed!

"Clam!"

Just as the magic sword Yan Huo fell, Juwu suddenly raised the long sword in his hand, using the sword to face the sword. On one side was the arrogant demonic energy and the other was the mysterious white light. However, after this collision, Juwu was not injured, and even all his energy was blocked. Only a hint of breeze blew across my cheeks, and Luo Xing did not retreat. But he was the attacking side, and at this time he took all his strength, but was blocked by Juwu. His face suddenly changed.

"How could you stop my knife!"

Luo Xing didn't say anything, but I could guess that he must be thinking that in his heart.

Juwu didn't speak, he held the hilt of the knife tightly with his right hand, and swung it hard, and the blade swept across. Luo Xing didn't dare to face the battle head-on, and actually chose to retreat at the critical moment, and then landed not far away.

"You see, it's not just changing the color."

I stood beside Juwu and smiled.

"boom!"

Luo Xing was furious and was repelled by a weak man. It was like an insult to him. He raised the magic knife and opened his mouth and spited some light red breath at the magic knife. The breath of the dragon candle and dragon gently fell on the magic knife. The whole magic knife flashed with a terrifying red light, as if it had been awakened from the sword spirit, and it flashed slightly. When I looked at it with my spiritual eyes, I saw that there seemed to be terrifying ghosts on the magic knife's face, which was very strange, as if an evil ghost was sealed in it.

"Since you're awake, then show your face."

After Luo Xing finished speaking, he actually raised his hand and threw the magic sword Yan Huo out. The sword was inserted into the ground and landed in the center of our battle.

The flaming magic fires surged upwards, and gradually condensed together after the magic sword, turning into a figure-like appearance. The figure was not obvious, but I guess it was the appearance of the magic sword's sword spirit. He held the hilt of the knife, and the blade was gently raised, and the blade edge flashed with a very bright light. The figure pointed at the giant martial arts in front of me.

Juwu looked back at me, I nodded, turned into a white armor and walked out, carrying its sword, carrying its pride, full of murderous intent, and walked step by step towards the figure opposite.

I looked at Juwu who was walking onto the battlefield in front of me, and remembered what Juwu said to me in the lonely blessed land of Nanshan for three years. And that day, I had the powerful figure of this white armor and like a martial god. Dongyang threw rubbish.

The figure was waiting for Juwu to approach. Both sides were very quiet, and the people watching the battle were silent. The murderous aura emitted by the two sides was already colliding silently. The magic sword took action, and the flames were sucking and spitting out on the blade. The magic sword and the white battle sword collided for the second time. This time the power was far greater than the previous one. Juwu and Moying retreated at the same time and launched a counterattack at the same time.

One sword to another, the strong sound shook in front of the Imperial Demon Palace, with demonic energy scattered and white armored invincible.

Luo Xing was surfing the formation, his eyes staring at Juwu tightly like an eagle falcon. Just after Juwu was shaken back by the demon shadow, Luo Xing raised his hand and the light in his palm turned sharply. With a thrust, the light swirl flew quickly against the ground and circled behind Juwu. Just as he was about to hit Juwu's back, he saw a large amount of white air emitted from the position of the pipa bones on both sides of Juwu's back. These white air covered the light swirl. After less than two breaths, the light swirl completely disappeared into the white air.

Seeing that he failed to attack, Luo Xing showed an even more incredible expression. At this moment, he heard me standing beside him and said, "Do you can't figure it out? Why is a general who looks so ordinary and is not the best in the life master world? Will you have such an unusual performance today? Do you don't understand?"

Luo Xing looked back at me, and I smiled and said, "Do you think Juwu can only be done to this extent? It's far more than that. Juwu should be able to do real skills."

I turned around and shouted, and a red light flashed in Juwu's eyes. The magic shadow raised his sword to slash. This time, Juwu did not use the sword in his hand to greet him, but raised his left arm. The moment the magic knife fell, his figure disappeared in an instant. In a blink of an eye, he reached behind the magic star and grabbed Moying's neck.

"The demon shadow is invisible, do you think you can catch it?"

Luo Xing was very familiar with his magic sword spirit. Seeing Juwu actually grabbed it with his hands, he immediately said with a smile. As expected, the demon shadow caught by Juwu easily floated by, and it was indeed impossible to be caught. But at this moment, Luo Xing's smile stopped, but he saw that the demon shadow had just floated out less than half a meter away, and his body was stiff and unable to move in the air.

"What's going on?"

Luo Xing was shocked, but saw some white silk threads tangled around Moying's neck. These things were wrapped around Moying's body, like sticky cotton threads, and it was because of these white silk threads that Moying could not move forward any further.

"What the hell have you done with this fate?"

Luo Xing asked, but I didn't answer. Juwu kicked his feet and rushed to Moying. Moying immediately raised the sword in his hand and turned around and slashed. The moment the sword fell, a huge evil ghost appeared beside Juwu. The evil ghost's terrifying face opened his mouth and bit the fallen sword, never giving up.

"Isn't this witchcraft? The white silk threads just now were fairy arts. How could a fate use two completely different spells!"

Luo Xing was no longer just surprised, but shocked.

The magic sword was bitten and his body could not move. At this time, Mo Ying felt that something was wrong. He raised his fist and hit Ju Wu's face. The fist was attached with the same flaming demonic energy as the one on the magic sword, but it was grabbed by Ju Wu's other hand. Then Ju Wu's eyes were red and bright. When Ju Wu turned his wrist, the white fairy energy quickly wrapped around Mo Ying's arm. When Ju Wu's wrist turned, Mo Ying's arm was immediately twisted and fell to the ground.

"ah!"

The demon shadow was in pain and let out a torn roar.

"receive!"

Luo Xing was really anxious this time, and hurriedly formed a seal to take the Demon Shadow back into the Demon Sword. At the same time, he raised his hand and accepted the master. However, just as the Demon Sword retreated, he saw Juwu chasing him quickly. Just as Luo Xing held the hilt of the Demon Sword, Juwu also came to him, and the iron fist covered with white armor hit Luo Xing's face. The dignified demon emperor was beaten with one punch by a mere general and crashed into the ruins of the Crazy Demon Stories.hf();
Chapter completed!