This battle.

In the eyes of later generations, it was a shocking battle, and it was also Fan Mo's battle for fame.

No one thought that the waste wood, which was difficult to cultivate at the beginning, would counterattack into a martial saint in a short period of time, and finally defeated the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan.

Fu Baotian didn't expect it.

When Fan Mo's sword attacked, he still sneered at his swordsmanship.

However, it was this ordinary swordsmanship, but with the momentum of restraining the monster, it was difficult for him to parry.

When he was knocked down from the sky, he vomited blood.

Fan Mo pointed a sword at him.

Fu Baotian coughed a few times and gasped: "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" ”

"Exorcist Sword!"

Fan Mo's system is special, and it also meets the scope of cultivating the exorcist sword, so he also practiced the exorcism sword and cultivated to the ninth level.

Fu Baotian laughed miserably. "It's an exorcist sword!" A big road cargo swordsmanship.

According to the legend of the Demon Race, there is a person who will cultivate to the ninth level of the Exorcism Sword to destroy the Demon Race.

He had investigated the Exorcist Sword before, and knew that no one could cultivate to the ninth level, so he was relieved.

Unexpectedly, the legend turned out to be true.

"It's terrifying!" He sighed. "Dare to ask, what realm has she reached?"

Fan Mo: "Martial God!" ”

"Divine Realm! Is there really a divine realm? Isn't there still a Demon God Realm? ”

Fu Baotian's eyes were full of yearning.

Unfortunately, he knew too late and lost the ability to explore new realms.

The monsters were clamoring, and some monsters had rushed up to save people.

With a whip swing, the monsters were sent flying.

Yu Xian'er stayed there with her sword in hand, and she no longer had the courage to take revenge.

Fan Mo slowly stabbed down with his sword, and Fu Baotian closed his eyes and waited for death.

Fu Shaoqin's heart was beating wildly.

Save? Don't save?

That's the original owner's father, and he's not bad to him, although he always tells him to shut up, but he really treats him as his own son.

In an instant, a thousand thoughts flowed through.

He gritted his teeth, flew and pounced on Fu Baotian, and pleaded with red eyes towards Mingmei: "Please spare him, I will take him away to ensure that the demon race will never invade the human race again." ”

Fan Mo was unmoved.

Bright face is expressionless.

Fu Shaoqin gritted his teeth and roared, "For the sake of us all coming from the same place, please spare us." ”

Fan Mo's sword stopped at Fu Shaoqin's heart.

He had no emotion on his face, but his heart was overturned, and a simple sentence revealed too much information.

This sentence can be understood as a reunion of fellow villagers, but he heard a sense of the meaning of the code, with a strange sense of time and space.

Silent.

Flowing in the air.

Half a day.

Mingmei said: "There is no next time!" ”

Fan Mo put away his sword and turned around and returned to Mingmei's side.

Mingmei: "Is there anything you'd like to ask?" ”

Fan Mo was silent and said softly, "Are you from somewhere else?" ”

"Yes!"

"Does it belong here?"

"I don't belong!"

"Will you go?"

Mingmei was silent. "Yes!"

Fan Mo pursed his lips tightly, his heart hurting terribly.

He held out his fingers with a trembling hand and stroked his bright lips. The lips are so red and lovely, like agate crystal red cherries.

Mingmei didn't dodge, and looked at him silently.

His fingers were gentle, running across her lips and across her heart, bringing a strange feeling.

Long.

Fan Mo smiled. "I'll hold you tightly, and if you don't let go, you won't be able to leave."

The bright eyes were gloomy, and the red lips were lightly opened, but after all, they didn't say anything.

Fan Mo took her hand, and the two walked side by side towards the outside of the city.

The monsters looked at the two nervously, but no one dared to stop them.

Yu Xian'er was jealous and hateful, but she never took that step, and she didn't have the courage to say anything to avenge her father, so she had to watch the two go away in shame.

"Is there a world difference between me and her?" Yu Xian'er lost her soul.

The maid bowed her head and did not dare to answer.

Yu Xian'er's eyes were incomprehensible, looking at the down-and-out Fu Baotian and Fu Shaoqin, and turned around and left the chaotic place.

Walked into an underground cell.

In the cell, a monster let out a wry laugh. "Haha, you're here, I knew you'd come sooner or later."

Yu Xian'er was in a trance for a while, and a sword split the dark iron demon chain that trapped the monster.

"Help me get my revenge!"

……

Mingmei and Fan Mo didn't leave for long.

The whole demon clan is in chaos.

The former Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan escaped from prison, gathered the old tribe to rebel out of the Demon City, and re-established himself as the Demon Emperor.

And Fu Baotian was injured by Fan Mo and lingered on the sickbed, and only a small number of sworn friends loyally protected the lord and defended the demon city.

The demon race is divided into two factions, one faction is convened by the old demon emperor to attack the human race.

The battle between man and demon has officially begun.

Fu Baotian knew the news, and he was no longer able to return to the sky.

He only deeply agreed with Fu Shaoqin's words at this time, he had not faced it directly, and it was impossible to know how terrifying Mingmei was.

"If they can't beat it, the demons will be defeated."

Fu Baotian let out a long sigh.

Fu Shaoqin bowed his head and was silent, and he had to be beaten with a stick to know what a good word was.

Fu Baotian's eyes were complicated, and he finally asked, "Is he already dead?" ”

Fu Shaoqin: "...... hell, don't you guess the truth with this bad old man, right?"

Fu Baotian looked at Fu Shaoqin with sad eyes, and his heart was sour.

He should have guessed it a long time ago.

Although he has the same face, his temperament is completely different.

"I said, how can it be that he suddenly got better, I obviously saw him lose his breath, but I still refused to believe it."

Fu Shaoqin held his breath.

Mommy Egg, I really know.

Fu Baotian stretched out his hand, stroked his hair, and sighed, "However, you are very good!" Even your own son may not be able to do what you are. ”

Fu Shaoqin was relieved, just now he was really afraid that Fu Shaotian would slap him to death.

Fu Baotian struggled to get up.

Fu Shaoqin hurriedly said, "Where are you going?" ”

"Let's go! The demons are dying, since you treat me as your own father, I should naturally arrange a way back for you. ”

Fu Shaoqin was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly helped Fu Baotian and watched him come to the well.

watched him use the demon blood as a medium, arrange the formation, and lift the ban on the well.

After the well was lifted, the black nothingness began to run wildly at an extremely fast speed, and gradually began to devour everything around it.

Fu Baotian grabbed Fu Shaoqin and flew in the sky, looking down indifferently at the countless pairs of red eyes that appeared in the void.

Fu Shaoqin's scalp was numb.

The eyes were smiling.

"Dad, what are you doing here?"

Fu Baotian said in a deep voice: "Actually, there were no demons on this continent at the beginning, only human races. ”

"The demons came from another time and space, and when the two planes collided, some of the demons fell here, and found that this place was very good, so they began to compete with the human race for this land......"

At the beginning, the demons were very dominant, and the human race was like a lamb to the slaughter in front of the demons.

But the way of heaven is endless, and there is always a glimmer of life.

Gradually, the human race evolved a warrior, and slowly it could compete with the demons.

Later, the two sides were at a stalemate, and the current pattern was formed.