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Chapter 100 The momentum is like a broken bamboo! The later stage of Mahayana is nothing but this

So Old Xue turned into a ray of escape light and flew out of his cave.

Leave the bamboo forest and rush towards the mountain gate.

Arrived soon.

But the scene that caught my eye made the old monster unable to calm down again.

Because he happened to see that the last elder of the Demon Sect was cut off by a sword, and then the Nascent Soul was also pierced by a small ice cone and nailed to the wall behind.

"You dare!"

This time, he was really furious.

If he heard that Chu was shot to death, he still felt that this was because the other party was a waste and he could do it easily.

It is not worth mercy to die.

But all the five Mahayana elders were scattered and died. He could no longer calm down in the consequences. When the sect leader came back, he could not explain at all.

"Boy, who are you?"

There was a huge anger and murderous aura in Xue Laomo's voice. He hated the man in front of him, but he felt very strange.

If you can kill the five Mahayana elders of this sect with one person's power, you will never be an ordinary person, you must be an existence at the same level as you.

Such a strong man should be well-known.

Why have you never seen the person in front of you?

The other party seemed to pop out of a stone.

This was incredible and also made him unable to understand.

Only by knowing oneself and an enemy can one never win a hundred battles, so he held back and did not take action.

"idiot."

Lin Xiaoyao was not interested in answering such a stupid question at all.

"court death!"

Old Demon Xue was already full of anger, so he could not bear it. He immediately sacrificed his natal treasure, a giant axe with a gorgeous and exaggerated shape.

The demonic energy was overwhelming, and the giant axe rose in the wind, and in an instant it had reached more than a hundred feet, and then it was cut over like a covertle.

Lin Xiaoyao was not showing weakness, and the Xutian ruler immediately soared to hundreds of feet, not showing weakness, and fought against the other party!

Suddenly, a loud noise shook the sky and the sky was divided into two colors, one with green light and the other with dark demonic energy.

Dingdengdeng...

Old Demon Xue took several steps in a row, and his chest was filled with blood.

A look of horror appeared on his face: "Impossible, how could I be at a disadvantage?"

He had just fought hard and he had confirmed that the other party was indeed in the early stage of Mahayana.

This is not fake.

But because of this, he couldn't accept it.

The strength of the late Mahayana and early Mahayana is completely different from that of Mahayana. How could I lose my own rival?

This is completely unreasonable!

Lin Xiaoyao was not interested in explaining.

He had already understood the strength of this incarnation, which was a little stronger than the ordinary late-stage Mahayana.

After all, Lin Xiaoyao was just made with an ordinary stone and attached a wisp of soul. The incarnation did not have the attributes of a saint. Lin Xiaoyao was already very satisfied with this step.

However, although the incarnation in front of him could defeat the great elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he could not do it.

Lin Xiaoyao was not interested in arguing with the other party.

So he decided to use other means.

Under Xue Laomo's surprised gaze, he took out an immortal sword.

"This is……"

Old Demon Xue widened his eyes and wondered if he had read it wrong.

After all, this sword looks too ordinary, too ordinary.

It is made of ordinary locust wood, it is not a treasure at all, and the workmanship is very rough. Even if it is used as a toy for children, the other party may dislike it.

There seems to be no fluctuations in magic power above.

That is not a magic weapon at all. What is the purpose of the other party taking out this thing?

Do you want to humiliate yourself?

Lao Mo Xue thought a lot and made up for it in various ways.

However, Lin Xiaoyao's next actions surprised him even more. He saw that he placed the sword flat on his palm and did not sacrifice it, but began to speak to it: "You are already a mature fairy sword, and you must learn to kill the enemy by yourself."

Laomo Xue: "..."

Old Mo Xue looked confused and wondered if something was wrong with the other party’s head.

But then, I saw a scene that would never forget him for life.

"Buzz!"

Just now, the fairy sword that was like a toy suddenly seemed to have gained one's own consciousness and produced spirituality.

Then.

Zheng...

The sound of a sword being unsheathed suddenly sounded, and the Huai Wood Fairy Sword disappeared from the other party, and replaced by a dazzling sword light, which was hundreds of feet long.

The cold sword intent pointed at him from a distance. Old Demon Xue, who had always been fearless, actually felt a chill that was frozen like a heart-to-heart.

It was like the feeling when I first faced the heavenly tribulation.

"No, this sword is weird!"

A chill arises from the soles of his feet, and Old Demon Xue's scalp explodes, and he doesn't have time to think about it. In the midst of lightning, he almost relied on his instinctive reaction to retreat while using his natal magic weapon to face the dazzling sword light.

There is silver light everywhere.

The sense of crisis in my heart has been raised to its limit.

Zheng...

The sound of gold and iron clashing came to my ears.

The magic weapon of natal life was defeated, and the magic axe with an exaggerated shape was actually chopped back.

Old Demon Xue's throat turned sweet, but his natal magic weapon was severely damaged. His mind was involved and he was also injured.

Then, my shoulders became even colder.

Although the sword light also diminished its momentum, it still passed by him.

So one arm said goodbye to him.

Old Demon Xue was shocked, and even lost his anger. His fear was like a tide, as if it had flooded his head, making him unable to breathe, and his mood was only fear.

What kind of treasure is this?

The person in front of you is definitely not something you can deal with!

A series of thoughts emerged in my mind. The great elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect had no intention of fighting at this moment, like a dog who was stranded, trying to escape when he was looking for the wind.

As for what will happen to the Heavenly Demon Sect after he leaves, Old Demon Xue no longer cares about it. The demon cultivator is selfish, and what's more, he cherishes his life even more when he reaches his level.

Now, saving one's life is the most important thing.

He is now frightened and cannot raise any fighting spirit.

However, if you want to escape, how easy is it?

Lin Xiaoyao is not worried about any future problems.

But his purpose today is to razend the Heavenly Demon Sect to the ground. How could he let go of the big fish in front of him?

None of these guys are innocent.

And Old Demon Xue does everything evil, how can he continue to live freely in this world?

So Lin Xiaoyao bounced his fingers.

A ray of spiritual light flew out of his fingertips.

It's fleeting.

It was easy to penetrate the rich demonic energy, and then, Lao Mo Xue, who was full of panic and wanted to escape at all costs, suddenly became stiff.

There was a red dot on his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!
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