"The mind method of the Demon Sword Sutra and the Broken Water Sword complement each other, and can maximize the speed of the Broken Water Sword, which is indeed a perfect match. But if you think that your sword is the fastest in these ten states, you would be very wrong."

The King of Nether Sword then sneered.

As he said that, he placed his hand on the hilt of a long knife around his waist.

His sword was a ring-headed horizontal knife, with a narrow and straight body, but at least six feet long. The handle of the knife was extremely long, and even with both hands, it was more than enough to hold it. The sword body was hidden in the ebony scabbard. But even so cold, it still penetrated through the scabbard from time to time.

Xiao Che didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly, and his hand gently hit the hilt of the Broken Water Sword.

Seeing the situation, King of the Nether Knife also sank his eyes. While walking, he looked at Xiao Che as he drew his sword at any time.

The distance between the two at this time is about ten feet and twenty or thirty meters away.

But at their speed, killing one person is more than enough to ten feet.

Almost at the same time when the two of them exhaled their third breath of turbid air, Xiao Che's sword and King of the Nether Knife were unsheathed.

With a "clang" sound of the sword being unsheathed, the outrageous horizontal sword of the King of the Nether Knife turned into a crescent moon-like streaming light and cut across towards Xiao Che with a knife.

Xiao Che's sword turned into a straight stream of light, like an arrow from the string, stabbing straight towards the chest of the King of the Nether Knife.

The sword collided immediately, and waves of air rolled up from the deer platform.

However, the sword in the hands of the two did not stop, but because the speed of the sword was a bit outrageous. For a moment, only a sword shadow and a sword light collided from time to time, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

But the bluestone slabs that shattered from time to time on the ground, the explosion of swords and swords that cut through the air at extremely fast speed, and the burnt smell emitted by the collision of true energy and spiritual power all declared the danger of this competition.

"Bang!"

As another collision of swords and swords sounded, the two people's anxious figures finally separated.

Although only a few breaths have passed, the two of them have taken action a thousand times.

"This is the first time, someone can keep up with the speed of my Nether Sword."

The King of Nether Dagger looked at Xiao Che with a gloomy face.

"Come on your speed?"

Xiao Che looked up at the King of Nether Sword with confusion.

"Are you mistaken?"

He frowned.

"What's wrong..."

The King of Nether Knife also frowned, but as soon as he said the word "wrong", he saw a blurry light floating towards him like falling catkins. When he tried hard to see what it was, Xiao Che's cold sword tip had pierced the first layer of skin in his throat.

The threat of death activates his instinct to survive.

Before Xiao Che's sword could penetrate his throat, he had already turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared in place, appearing more than a hundred feet away on the left side of Xiao Che. His whole body was covered with black mist, staring at Xiao Che with a vigilant look on his face.

"Since the beginning, I have always been adapting to your speed. I thought you could be faster, but I didn't expect that this was your fastest speed."

Xiao Che turned his head lightly, looked at the King of Nether Dao with expressionless expression, and said in disappointment.

When the King of Nether Knife heard this, he almost became so angry that his eyes turned dark. He was completely humiliated.

I have to say that these inadvertent cold words are Xiao Che's second talent besides that fast sword.

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."

The King of Nether Knife tried hard to calm down, then looked at Xiao Che and said gritting his teeth.

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have unlocked some restriction in his body, and his whole body was covered with a layer of black gas transformed from resentment. Even the horizontal sword in his hand began to emit this black gas.

Xiao Che has been dealing with many resentful slaves in the Immortal Alliance over the years, and at a glance, he knew that the King of the Nether Sword had untied the seal of resentment on his body.

It is obvious that the three kings of the Immortal Alliance are also monsters cultivated by the Immortal Alliance with their grievances.

"Come and try my swordless realm."

The King of Nether Dagger held the long hilt of the horizontal knife in both hands, and pointed the blade straight at Xiao Che.

As soon as he finished speaking, the knife in his hand appeared strangely and slipped down above Xiao Che's head, and the sharp blade slashed his neck.

Although the sword came suddenly and strangely, Xiao Che's reaction was also very fast.

Almost instinctively, the sword cutter was held horizontally, and the sword swept against the sword blade, and the sword directly shook it away with one sword.

But the next second, the blood-lit blade with a hint of black air suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Che again without warning. This time, the horizontal knife slashed his chest. This time, because the distance was too short, it was too late for Xiao Che to break the water sword and retreat, so he could only choose to avoid it.

His pace was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared a hundred meters away from his position just a hundred meters.

But before he could breathe, the King of the Nether Knife appeared again.

This time it avoided Xiao Che's sight and slashed towards his back.

If it weren't for practicing the Demon Sword Sutra, which made him feel much more keen than ordinary people, this knife would probably have cut open his back.

Next, no matter how Xiao Che dodged, blocked, or counterattacked, in just a moment, the horizontal sword of the Nether Knife would slash at him again.

This knife seemed to ignore distance and space, which was very strange.

"No Sword Realm? Could it be like the sword domain of the sword cultivator, it is a field of cultivation by the King of the Nether Sword?"

After blocking the King of the Underworld Sword again, Xiao Che finally found a clue.

...

Compared to Xiao Che and King of the Nether Sword, the scenes between King of Chen and King of Beixuan are much simpler and more crude.

After a few breaths, the two of them stood back and forth for only one or two times. Most of the bluestone floors and the surrounding fences were smashed by the two, completely like a natural disaster.

However, although they only fought back and forth one or two times, the two sides also had a rough understanding of each other's strength, and they did not get any benefits from each other, so they stopped at the same time.

King Beixuan suddenly inserted the huge black iron sword in his hand on the ground, causing the ground to tremble suddenly.

"Are you a human or a demon?"

He frowned.

After this round of battle, King Beixuan found that Chen Tai'a was no less than him in terms of qi, blood and strength. This could not be the body that human cultivators should have.

As long as he does not reveal his demon emperor's bloodline, even King Beixuan, one of the three kings, will not be able to detect it.

"I am a human, a demon!"

Chen Tai'a did not avoid the identity of her demon clan, and held the demon sword and demon in her arms, looking at King Beixuan with neither humility nor arrogant eyes.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt something was wrong, so he immediately added:

"Stop talking nonsense, just hit faster."

King Beixuan frowned and sneered:

"So it's a mixed-race bastard, no wonder he has this brute force."

"Put your mouth cleaner."

Hearing the word "bamiss", Chen Tai'a's face suddenly became cold.

"Why? Are you angry when you were told about the pain?"

King Beixuan still sneered with contempt.

When Chen Tai'a heard this, he stopped talking nonsense. He looked at the Beixuan King coldly, kicked his feet on the ground, and jumped high with a "bang". The demon sword in his hand was poured into a mouthful of true energy, and the blade suddenly swelled, and with the roar of a ferocious beast, he slashed at the Beixuan King.

Seeing this, King Beixuan curled his lips and said to himself: "Sure enough, the mixed-race mixed men are all guys who have brute force and no brains. They just get excited and lose control."

Thinking of this, he suddenly lifted the huge black iron sword in his hand and greeted the demon sword demon.

Two giant blades weighing more than a thousand pounds collided together, causing Lu Tai to tremble again.

Although King Beixuan blocked the knife, his body was still cut and he could not stop flying backwards.

"This mixed-race small bastard is really powerful."

Looking at his palm that was shattered, King Beixuan cursed in his heart.

"No hurry, let you spit out a tantrum first."

The corners of his mouth immediately curled up again.

As he said that, he inserted the huge black iron sword in his hand deeply into the ground along with the hilt of the sword.

After doing all this quickly, he took out a exactly the same black iron heavy sword from his black robe sleeve without anyone noticing. Then he pulled his feet and ran away with his sword, avoiding the Chen Tai Ah who was slashed with another knife.

Soon, he blocked Chen Tai'a's angry sword again, and then, as usual, inserted the black iron giant sword in his hand into the ground of the square.

"Why is this demon sword demon so obedient in his hands? Didn't it mean that if you use it too much, it will retaliate against the host? Why is this little bastard still so lively?"

After he finished all this, he glanced at Mr. Chen who was catching up with his knife from afar, and complained in his heart.

But he didn't have time to think about it now, and once again pulled out a heavy black iron sword from his sleeve. He began to continue to dodge Mr. Chen while looking for the opportunity.

It was not until he inserted seven identical black iron heavy swords into the ground without knowing it, forming a circle with a radius of about a hundred meters in one breath that he stopped.

Just as he stopped, a shadow appeared above his head.

I saw that Mr. Chen, holding the demon sword in both hands, slashing towards King Beixuan head-on.

This time, King Beixuan did not dodge or dodge, and suddenly kicked his feet on the ground, lifted up the heavy black iron sword in his hand, and slashed out with a sword against the demon sword.
To be continued...