In order to make room for the two masters, the guests in the hall scattered back one after another, and Ximen Chuiyue stood up, looking at Xiao Qiang's tall figure, and couldn't help but be in a trance. [Full text reading]

When Xiao Qiang was not a strong man, she was responsible for the strangulation of Xiao Qiang, but after so many years, Xiao Qiang did not die, but became more and more powerful.

He can challenge the innate quadruple powerhouse today, so next, it will be my turn

Thinking that he might fight Xiao Qiang, the congenital five-fold Ximen Chuiyue was ridiculous and helpless, which could not be blamed on himself, but only on Xiao Qiang's growth speed

It is by no means the only one who has such a perception of Ximen Chuiyue, many masters know and have heard of Xiao Qiang, and they are all observing Xiao Qiang's every move at the moment.

An acquired powerhouse dares to challenge an innate powerhouse who has been famous for a long time, and it requires not only courage, but also extraordinary means.

But it's a pity that Xiao Qiang, who left the dragon Xuandian, is tantamount to a tiger who has lost his teeth, even if Xiao Qiang has the means, at most he can guarantee that he will not die, and it is absolutely impossible to defeat the innate fourfold Wumei Village.

In the center of the empty field, Xiao Qiang stood ten meters away from Wumei Village, the Dark Soul and the Heart of Darkness activated at the same time, and the powerful and tyrannical dark energy spread out from the Heart of Darkness, like black ink, flowing in his body, quickly forming a complete vein.

The dark energy was no longer bound by the heart, and it erupted from the heart of darkness, and the feeling of strength and freedom made Xiao Qiang intoxicated.

He was shrouded in a dark red mist, his shoulders erected, and two rounds of golden pupils appeared in his deep eyes.

He raised his hands that were as bright as jade, and his ten fingers danced like a lotus.

Quickly blessed himself with the "Heavenly Demon Heart" and "Heavenly Demon Protective Body", Xiao Qiang's handprint was sent out in succession, and he directly summoned eight Heavenly Demon War Shadows.

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A thought flashed, and behind Xiao Qiang, dragon breath and dark energy were surging frantically, and the shadow of a demon-winged dragon suddenly appeared

The giant shadow. It was like a sketch sketched with thick lines, but with the influx of dark energy and dragon breath, the shadow became clearer and fuller, and in a moment, the shadow turned into the spirit of a demon-winged dragon, lifelike above Xiao Qiang

The black Devil's Winged Canglong stared at the blood-red dragon eyes. Circles of golden light flickered in its pupils, on its huge, jagged wings. The golden streaks floated like golden liquid.

Because of the appearance of the dragon spirit, the spacious hall suddenly became cramped, and a powerful and tyrannical aura swept the entire hall

"That's it, the spirit body of the Demon Wing Canglong" The crowd kept shouting in amazement, and as they retreated, they also urged their defenses to resist the pressure of the dragon spirit body.

Xiao Qiang stood between the two giant claws of the dragon spirit. The big hand was held on the hilt of Xuan Mo's sword, and as the dark energy poured into the sword body, Xuan Mo trembled violently, as if he couldn't wait to come out of his sheath and drink the blood of his enemies.

The blood of the demon god was finally melted by the dark energy, turning into dark red blood, and quickly swam in the sword veins of Xuanmo. Then through Xiao Qiang's palm, it flowed into Xiao Qiang's body.

The scorching and bursting sensation came, and the dark energy in Xiao Qiang's whole body surged wildly again, and his eye sockets seemed to melt, filled with golden molten liquid

It's not just him. The Eight Heavenly Demon War Shadows, the dragon spirits of the Demon Wing Canglong, skyrocketed almost at the same time, and the golden pupils in their eyes also melted, turning into two pools of golden molten pools

Wu Meicun's face finally changed, and the golden scales flashed all over his body. Completely wrapped his body, his body was also growing taller and stronger rapidly, and a wild aura full of wildness emanated, forcibly blocking Xiao Qiang's coercion from three meters away.

Wu Meicun turned into a wild giant, let out a shocking laugh, stared at Xiao Qiang condescendingly, and said disdainfully: "Xiao Qiang, if you have your dead ghost master's tricks, let your strength skyrocket, maybe you can have a chance to deal with the old man, but unfortunately, your dark energy is too weak, and cultivation is half-hearted, it really shames your dead ghost master."

Wu Meicun laughed wildly, but his eyes were always locked on Xiao Qiang's hand holding the hilt of the sword, the most powerful disciple of the Sword Pavilion was not his energy level, nor the various mysteries, but the sword in his hand

Hearing Wu Meicun's insult to his master, Xiao Qiang was furious, his fighting intent had reached its peak, he let out an angry roar, and finally pulled out his long sword.

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The black light flashed, and the ink was unsheathed

The bloodthirsty Xuanmo, the sword body emitted a dark red light, as if he was about to break free from Xiao Qiang's hands, trembling violently, and emitting bursts of dragon groans.

Just when Xiao Qiang was about to urge the mystery of the "Forbidden Heaven One Sword", a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind

The space in front of him surging with breath suddenly became extremely transparent, and layers of rippling shimmer light distorted, showing long edges and corners, as if the entire space was twisting and deforming, and the layers had to be folded.

Xiao Qiang's eyes froze, and the sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time finally stabbed forward

A sword escaped into the void, as if penetrating the existence of countless spaces, and the black sword light was folded layer by layer, and then re-converged into a complete sword light.

Just in an instant, this sword light had already transcended the concept of space, and the black sword light that appeared on Wu Mei Village's chest carried the power of the blood of the demon god, directly tearing the golden scales of Wu Mei Village's covered body and stabbing directly into his chest

This sword was so fast that it couldn't even be described as fast, and everyone on the scene, including Wu Meicun himself, didn't see how this sword stabbed out

Ximen Qiushui's face changed suddenly, and only she could see that Xiao Qiang's sword contained a profound spatial meaning, and this mystery came from the Yuedu Divine Knife and the notebook inherited by the Ximen family

Wu Meicun's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at the blood hole in his chest in disbelief, and then let out a mournful roar, and his body quickly retreated, spilling blood all the way.

Xiao Qiang's face turned pale, as if the sword just now had drained his spirit, and his eyes were sometimes ecstatic and sometimes confused, because even he couldn't be sure if he would be able to stab this sword beyond space next time.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Xiao Qiang's cold eyes looked at the bleeding and retreating Wumei Village, and said: "If you don't have that strength, don't just let people have a sword"

As soon as his words fell, the eight Heavenly Demon War Shadows and the dark dragon spirit above his head, like nine black lightning bolts, flew towards Wumei Village. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation