The Legend of the Demon Sword Emperor
Murder at Night

    After leaving the pool of water, Xing Yun quickly found a direction and left.

    Zhang Qixue was one of the four beautiful women at the outer door. Not only was she beautiful, her talent and strength could be ranked at the forefront.

    Xing Yun did not know him especially because his status was too low at the time and he did not have the chance to meet each other, and the outer door was huge and there were many people. More often, only Han Ruoxue was in Xing Yun's eyes.

    Without even thinking about it, Xing Yun continued practicing, and a day passed in the blink of an eye.

    At night, Xing Yun was sitting on a hill, his mind sinking into the heart of the devil, and he entered the space and started to continue opening martial arts, even if it was painful, he said, that's the only way to improve.

    Two days later, Xing Yun did not relax for a moment, after his spiritual strength was exhausted, he recovered and continued. Although the martial arteries were very slow to open, at least they were moving.

    And with this consumption and continuous recovery, Xing Yun felt that the spiritual liquid in his body was also increasing.

    “It's time to abbreviate sword martial arts.” Xing Yun smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth.

    Taking a deep breath, Xing Yun skillfully formed an intricate and mysterious mark, and the spiritual power in his body was guided at the same time, gathering in his palm, as if giving birth to something.

    Two hours later, Xing Yun's fingerprints came to a sudden stop, and his spiritual power instantly turned into a long blade, emitting the remaining blade aura!

    The former Xing Yun was known as the Emperor of Swords and Swords, not because the strength of Xing Yun's bloodline was a sword, but because Xing Yun practiced sword magic and condensed sword force into his body in a special way. .

    At the time of Dacheng, there was no sword in his hand, but he knew his palm as a sword, plucked the leaves and turned them into a sword, and turned the world into a sword ... The force of the explosion was stronger and more terrifying than divine weapons!

    “Smartial pattern sword god, condensate!” Xing Yun shouted furiously in his heart, and the next moment he suddenly struck the sword of spiritual power in his right arm.

    humming!

    The clothes on his right arm shattered, his skin sparkled, and there were special lines that faintly appeared, like the sword of a god!

    "hissing!!"

    Xing Yun could not hold a deep breath, his face was hideous, and his blue veins were like horned dragons.

    At this moment, the entire right arm was numb, as if it was cut by ten thousand blades in an instant, the qi blade went berserk, and flesh and blood were chopped!

    The reason why Xing Yun had ever relied on sword magic to cross the sky was because sword magic was very strange.

    There were nine layers of Sword God Art, and each layer was divided into two layers of swords. At this moment, Xing Yun was running the first layer of the first layer of the Sword God Art.

    A special martial artifact was forcefully opened on the right arm with sword energy. If you want to improve, you just need to keep piling up martial arts and strengthening them.

    But every time agglomeration is superimposed, it sucks!

    After condensing an entire body at a later stage, the pain was even more like falling to hell!

    Xing Yun endured the severe pain for an hour before disappearing, and Xing Yun's entire body had been eroded by sweat.

    The fog of life in the Dantian flowed out by itself without Xing Yun's urging, and recovered intensively in his right arm. Xing Yum couldn't help but get drunk from numbness.

    In the past, Xing Yun needed to take magic medicine every time he strengthened, but now Xing Yun was much more comfortable with the fog of life.

    Taking a deep breath, Xing Yun's fingerprint method changed, and the next moment, the divine sword and martial pattern hidden in the skin of his right arm shone.

    humming!

    There seemed to be a blade groaning, and the powerful force of the blade made Xing Yun grin.

    "Although the power of the sword was still very weak, it was still possible to make the simplest moves. And sword intent can increase the strength of all martial arts like swords! For playing with the sword, I am an ancestor!"

    The voice fell, Xing Yun's brows were filled with strong confidence!

    The Sword Emperor's arrogance!

    ...

    The bright moonlight flowed down, and in the silent night, there were sometimes some monsters neighing, and there seemed to be some flickering shadows, though, constantly rushing towards where Xing Yun was.

    "Nighthawk, is the news credible?" A heavy voice came from the dark shadow.

    "Hey! I followed him myself."

    Suddenly the black shadow exploded with extreme speed, with the help of light..

With the help of the moonlight falling from the intersecting foliage, it could be seen that this was a cold boy with a crooked nose and triangular eyes.

    Holding the blue short blade, the momentum was extremely cold.

    Hehe, if we kill him, we can ask for weapons to Zhou Chenhai!”

    Another young man rushed out, an extremely burly young man with gloomy and domineering eyes.

    “Come go!” Ye Ying sneered, his figure was like the wind, and the place he passed by was silent, and the others followed closely.

    After a while, Yeying saw Xing Yun sitting cross-legged on the hill, and sneered, "Come together!"

After the voice fell, Yeying did not hesitate at all, and directly rushed over to Xing Yun.

    The short blade in his hand trembled, and when it came out of its sheath, the body of the blade glittered in a cold light. At the same time, a black eagle martial pattern was imprinted on the forehead, and a layer of dark spiritual power was concentrated on the sword body.

    the explosion!

    Another strong youth, Liu He, lurked to the other side, snorted furiously, and suddenly exploded.

    With a punch, layers of muddy yellow spiritual energy circulated, faintly emitting an invisible mountain-like aura!

    Xing Yun, who was training, suddenly opened his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his eyes exploded with endless killing intent!

    Clangs!

    The sound of the blade unsheathed out, and the next moment, a dark blade light flashed, and the dark flame made the blade aura cold and lasting!

    "Life and Silence Kill!"

    Bang out!

    Although the Nighthawk attacked first, Xing Yun's speed was even faster, and he suddenly shattered the short blade, and a crisp sound came out!

    "The Golden Wind of Three Dead!"

    Xing Yun did not even turn his head, swiping his left hand on his waist, and the next moment Tianhan's sword was unsheathed.

    Chi Chi Chi!

    The speed of the sword was strange and fast, and the three swords had been pierced hastily in a cold light.

    I can only smell the golden light, but I don't know where the sword is!

    Ye Ying and Liu He's expressions changed dramatically, and they never thought that Xing Yun would learn swordsmanship at the same time, either, and two martial arts exploded in an instant!

    It's unheard of!

    The most important thing was that the two of them attacked, and Xing Yun could still react so quickly! How did he do it!

    Bang bang bang!

    Despite being intentional and unintentional, Xing Yun's sudden response left them numb, and they could only attack and defend.

    Dangdang!

    The two took a few steps back at the same time, and the tiger's body trembled before stopping.

    Nighthawk's wrist flickered, slightly trembling, and as he looked down, the tiger's mouth broke, and blood continued to splatter!

    "Hey! Such a powerful force! How could this man be so strong! "

    Nighthawk looked a little serious, didn't he say that he was just a waste from three years ago? How can it be so amazing!

    Liu He looked a little more pitiful than Nighthawk. All the clothes were tattered into pieces of cloth, with blood dripping faintly.

    The Golden Wind Three Kills noticed its top speed, and took out the enemy head in an elegant manner!

    Xing Yun staggered back two steps and set his pace, raising his head to look at the two of them indifferently,

"Choose death ?

    " Came at the same time.

    Originally, Nighthawk felt a little annoyed at being tricked by Zhou Chenhai, but at this moment Xing Yun's attitude made him even more furious.

    So arrogant!

    “Ayam!”

    Xing Yun glanced at the seven or eight people who rushed over, not only fearless, solemn, all-out ready, and even put away Tianhan's sword with a wave.

    Holding the blast sword in front of him in his right hand, the corner of his mouth pursed an evil smile, as if dealing with seven or eight people was very easy!

    "The martial pattern of the sword of the gods... Kai!!"