Liu Jizong saw Qiu Yanbin and Yang Qinglian, and they staggered towards him. Behind them, Li Baisong, Yu Shenyan, and even Quanyang's army of 10,000 people came.

They kept shouting to him: "General, General! Don't fall, don't fall!"

But I really can't stand up. Zhen Yuanhou's eyelids were like a direct sun, and they closed completely without self-control. He threw one last look at his men guiltily, a satisfied smile on his lips.

"Yang Qinglian, I, Liu Jizong, didn't lose to you as a scholar. I'm not a bad seed. ”

Wei Xian didn't understand, he really didn't understand: why a mortal with a lifespan of only a hundred years could easily give up his lifespan and make a short-sighted thing of using his mantis arm as a car. Shouldn't people be greedy for life and fear of death, selfish things?

He raised his head and walked step by step towards the half-immortal Wuhou on the red carpet: the person was unconscious, and the python robe had a sleeve cut off, and there was an arm in it.

Chitose felt a sense of pathos for no reason, and suddenly he had the illusion that the person lying on the ground was himself. The king will be defeated and defeated, but the king will not win forever. For the first time in many years, he showed mercy to mortals.

"Liu Jizong, there may only be people in the world who are like me, who can't help themselves for the sake of others. The demon king's face was indescribably pathetic, he withdrew his hand that was enough to kill Liu Jizong, and slowly became twisted and terrifying, "So this king will not kill you." This king wants you to live to the end with your mutilated body, so that you can see with your own eyes how the despicable mortals who cling to their lives are tortured to death by the demon clan. ”

"Come, take him down and stop the wound. The Peacock King turned around and waved his hand to greet the fellow clansmen beside him, and after picking up Liu Jizong, he returned to the Nine Dragons Imperial Chair without hesitation. There, lying a worthless Son of Heaven, where he could hold the bargaining chips against the Taoists.

Several little demons stretched out their feet and tentatively kicked Liu Jizong, and then immediately retracted again. When it was confirmed that he had fainted, he mustered up the courage to touch Zhen Yuanhou, who was stained with countless blood.

Alas, thanks to the Peacock King's thousand-year-old cultivation, he only used one move to break through the terrifying evil qi.

Just when the demon was about to pick up Wuhou, the gate carved from the red sandalwood of the Jinxiao Hall shattered, and a sword blade cut the monsters that were close to him.

Suddenly, the jagged body parts flew all over the sky, and the blood splattered into the mist compared to a waterfall.

"Old monster, see that I don't pluck your hair!" In the noisy cry, a loud voice rushed in like a bamboo.

The demon king who had just touched the throne was not happy, and a multicolored feather arrow suddenly shot out from the narrow sleeve of the purple shirt, shooting towards the center of the gate without any sound.

The buzzing of bee wings echoed in the hall, and the demon clan who had escaped the conflict raised their eyes to look back, and a figure flew out of the hall with the colored light.

The scene fell silent again, as if the ambush that had just been shocking had never appeared. The countless demons were so painful that they couldn't survive and couldn't die, and the officials who had been hostages used their strength to grab the door, ignoring Zhu Yezhao, who had no way to escape from the high-ranking ranks.

The so-called loyalty of kings and ministers is nothing more than that. Wei Xian looked at the unaware Emperor with pity, and raised his hand to lift him away.

In a flash, it was like three autumns, and the sword qi suddenly rose from somewhere far away outside the platform, and sparks ignited out of thin air wherever it passed.

Wei Xian could feel it, he looked directly at Peng Pai's mighty attack and no longer looked at it calmly, this sword qi was comparable to a falling meteor - it was received, but it was definitely not caught!

A sword breaks the Yellow Spring.

Even so, Chitose still did not retreat half a step, and the palace clothes turned into peacock feather armor inch by inch. The feather coat flickered in a short time, and the Jinxiao Hall finally lived up to its name and was dazzling.

The Yellow Spring is not broken, and the Demon King is still standing.

"It's not small, but it's not the same. Wei Xian's mouth was light, but his heart was shocked: there were people in the mortal world who had realized the way of the sword to such a realm, and it was pure and unpretentious, far beyond the scope of swordsmanship.

If this qi is two points higher, can he still take it? The demon king asked himself in the end, and he couldn't understand it.

"If you don't do a good demon, you have to pretend to be a eunuch. The eunuch couldn't go on, so he ran back to be a demon. A cloud-stepping boot crossed the threshold, passed through the bones in a hurry, and stopped two feet away from Wei Xian to look at him.

"Who are you?" Wei Xian had never seen Bai Luofeng, so he looked at him curiously, secretly considering whether Fang Cai's surprise attack was caused by this person, but it should be unlikely that he was young.

"Bai Luofeng. "The main report of the Ink Sword is at the door," Yang Qinglian's good friend. ”

"You want to avenge him?" Chitose narrowed his eyes, apparently ready to take the lead in his attack.

"That's right. Bai Luofeng admitted, "Killing people pays for life, and it is justified." ”

"Hahaha! Killing people pays for their lives, that's a good point!" The demon king's killing intent was solemn, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The Taoist slaughtered the demon clan, and this king will reward you for killing a few mortals, why don't you say that it is justified?"

"There is a wrong, and there is a debtor. You can't fight the Taoist priests, and you can take the common people out of anger, so you can open your mouth?"

"This king and Yang Qinglian have always used your mortal methods, and it is your own nature to say that you are mean. If this king does not pay attention to justice, he can be killed directly by virtue of his cultivation. Victory and defeat are common, and if you lose and are not convinced, you will seek revenge and revenge, and you are a good righteous man. ”

"It's just about skill, and it doesn't hinder heaven and humanity so that life and death are not pursued. Bai Luofeng pulled out the silent ink ming, "You are respectless and fearless, and Yang Qinglian is not the only one who has harmed you. If I don't kill you today, there will be countless people who will follow you. ”

"That sword is your strongest move. Wei Xian said disdainfully, "You and Liu Jizong are both fools, knowing that there is no chance of winning, and they still seek their own death." ”

"If you are always ignorant of what you can do, what kind of life can you live?"

The ink was surging, Bai Luofeng jumped up, his confident face was not hit in any way, and the ghosts sealed in the sword were rampant as before, instantly filling the entire pavilion.

Wei Xian didn't know the depth of Bai Luofeng, so he didn't move. Seeing the sharp sword rushing to the bridge of the nose, this time it was obviously weaker than the Broken Yellow Spring, and I was afraid that it could be restrained by casually pinching his fingers.

However, when they were a few steps away, the black sword disappeared without a wisp of soul. He looked around in disbelief, thinking that it was Bai Luofeng's trick to attack the west.

Just as the Demon King was trying his best to see the clues, the Yin Qi that was speeding behind him suddenly spat out a sharp blade, taking advantage of it to slash across Wei Xian's waist unprepared, and then once again merged into another turbid mist that happened to be "passing by".

The peacock feather coat is not iron armor and copper skin after all, and a long crack appears. Chitose finally faced up to the lonely ghosts and ghosts that filled the house and the evil sword Mo Ming that shuttled through it.

"You have a strange treasure that can turn away the Broken Yellow Spring, which has the power to destroy the withering and decaying, and I will fight against you in other ways. Bai Luofeng curled the corners of his mouth and looked at Wei Xiandao, who was at an impasse in the field, "This trick can hide the 'ghost know' of the sword track, which is enough for you to drink a pot." ”