Chapter 941: With my wish, I will return to the upper realm (Volume 8 end)

Near... closer...

Extraterrestrial starry sky.

The dim half-broken sword of Yinhui approached Yang Fan with great difficulty.

Yang Fan shouted secretly, his heartbeat accelerated.

The unparalleled broken sword...is close at hand.

Almost within reach.

As long as you get this sword, Yang Fan will have the ability to determine the universe with one sword.

The Jiuyou Demon Emperor on the other side of the Broken Sword had a gloomy face. The hand that raised to the air kept trembling, and it could not save the general trend in the end.

Although he had burned this power beyond the level of the magical beast at all costs, he could not resist the concerted efforts of Yang Fan and Broken Sword.

Especially after unbuttoning the tenth seal, Yang Fan's strength increased greatly, his strength was amazing and he could not be squandered.

Even in this way, he must squander this violent force like a mountain torrent, otherwise he himself is very likely to explode and die.

Will all the plans fail?

The entire face of the Nine Nether Demon Emperor was almost distorted, and his eyes were full of strong reluctance.

As soon as Yang Fan's fingers were about to touch the broken sword.

At this last moment of deciding the victory of life and death, the Nine Nether Demon Emperor shouted loudly.

Don't sizzle~~~

The eight black crystal demon spirit gods who were guarding the outer starry sky all turned into a ball of burning black light, turning into eight black lights, and poured into the body of the Demon Emperor.

Suddenly, the Nine Nether Demon Emperor emitted a thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-

The black crystal demon spirit god is all close to the level of the upper real immortal. The body can at least compete with the super-level divine beast. The power generated by burning in an instant is so terrifying and shocking.

Woo ~~~

The unparalleled broken sword that was about to touch Yang Fan's fingertips, the light became dimmer and flew towards the Nine Nether Demon Emperor under an irreversible force.

Yang Fan felt a chill. He was about to step into heaven the moment before, but the next moment he stepped on the bottomless abyss with half his foot.

Seeing that the Unparalleled Broken Sword was about to fall into the hands of the Nine Nether Demon Emperor.

Suddenly.

Yang Fan shouted loudly, then suddenly slapped Wushuang's broken sword with a palm, and added the power of the Nine Dragons' luck to it, and poured the ten-level seal into it.

call out--

The Wushuang Broken Sword drew a dazzling silver lightning, and the storm sword energy penetrated through the ancient universe, making the world dizzy.

puff!!

The Nine Nether Demon Emperor's body slit, and his body was stabbed by a half-broken sword, his face full of shock and suspicion.

However, the Wushuang Broken Sword was not united with Yang Fan's soul after all. The sword stabbed into the body of the Demon Emperor one foot and stopped.

Even so, the Nine Nether Demon Emperor suffered a great damage, and his invincible sword energy and supreme sword intent filled his body and soul.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't burned the eight black crystal demon spirits in an instant, his strength had increased by nearly ten times, and the sudden blow just now would have probably killed him.

Seeing this sudden counterattack and not killing the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, Yang Fan thought it was not good.

"Hahaha... the Unparalleled Divine Sword... you finally fell into the hands of this emperor."

The Nine Nether Demon Emperor had a black scale hand that flashed with crystal light. He just held the broken sword and slowly pulled it out. He also let out a muffled groan, but what was this trace of pain in his ecstasy?

The Wushuang Broken Sword trembled and struggled in his hands, and the sound of whimpering sounds were heard.

Even though Yang Fan was willing to give up, he couldn't bear it.

Deep in my heart, Wushuang is not a sword, but a friend who is comparable to his life and death comrades!!

Another scene passed through my mind. It was the moment when my life was the most bleak and I was chased by the Sanyou Old Demon:

"You run, I'll stop you."

"But you..." Yang Fan understood that no matter how high the invincible understanding and artistic conception were, he would not be able to challenge the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.

"No need to ask." Wushuang was cold and bingbing with a proud look on his face, without giving any explanation.

"Okay, I'll leave, you have to take care of yourself."

Yang Fan took a deep breath and continued to escape.

"Remember, avenge me..."

Incomparable among the clouds, the unparalleled Tao.

...

"One other one who died?" Sanyou's old demon mocked her face, but was a little puzzled: "Why are you willing to die too? Why don't you join the man just now?"

"Not for promises, just because he is my opponent, friend, and savior..."

Wushuang closed her eyes, and a transcendent mood rippled with her body. The whistle and silence of sword energy circled around her body like drizzle.

"I am unparalleled and never win with more, even though I meet opponents who are much better than me..."

Wushuang, as persistent as ever, is lonely and arrogant. Even if the opponent he meets is the Supreme Demon of Demonic Way and the Old Demon of Three Evils.

"And, I don't think there will be enemies in this world that I cannot defeat..."

...

"No, I will die soon." Wushuang's tone was very calm: "The reason I still resurrected my soul by borrowing a corpse is because I have a persistent will in my heart. Now, I have something to tell you to convey to him."

"you say."

Hu Fei took a deep breath and wiped the crystal clearness from the corners of his eyes.

"Tell him who killed me, he will definitely avenge me... and tell him that Wushuang has already paid back the favor he owed him."

Wushuang smiled happily, as if she had absolute confidence, and Yang Fan would definitely avenge himself.

"Okay, I will definitely tell him, but don't die, don't die!"

Hu Fei shouted hard.

"Tell him...must tell him..."

The vitality in Wushuang suddenly disappeared.

...

These scenes made Yang Fan feel more determined and he must not give up, otherwise he would be uneasy for life and would leave lasting flaws in his state of mind.

Regardless of whether you can do it or not, as long as you do your best, you can truly have a clear conscience.

Just like Yang Fan, who was so guilty and uneasy in his heart, traveled thousands of mountains and rivers and vowed to resurrect his father.

The resurrection of his father was an extremely vague wish for him at that time.

But it was precisely because of the trace of belief in his heart that Yang Fan did it.

At this moment, Yang Fan's eyes were still firm. The Nine Five Treasure Dragon Qi was added to his body, and the ten-level sealing power exploded in his body, and the Reincarnation Fruit burned violently again.

In an instant, billions of red lights of life and the nine-colored divine light reflected together, and a beam of light with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles in the center hit the Nine Nether Demon Emperor.

Bang-

The Nine Nether Demon Emperor, who had been severely injured, was knocked away by this force and flew thousands of miles, with black smoke rising from his body, and the vitality of this body was even more exhausted.

The body of the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, which is known as the body of the Demon God, was also torn apart by cracks and his whole body was charred.

This sudden attack of annihilation of heaven and earth shocked the entire human world.

The entire human world shook for a moment.

You can imagine the power of this blow.

Originally, the powerful people in the human world who originally believed that Yang Fan only had magical powers, but lacked attacks and destruction methods, all of them had only sweated coldly on their vests.

puff!!

The Nine Nether Demon Emperor vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body almost broke down. The rolling black smoke rose up all over his body, and his vitality continued to lose.

He did not realize that after being hit by the red light of life and the nine-colored divine light, the originally dim and ruptured broken sword healed rapidly, with a smooth surface like a mirror and a bright silver light.

Puff—

The Wushuang Broken Sword emitted a brilliant silver light, burning violently, breaking free from his hands, and stabbing into the Demon Emperor's chest.

Puff puff puff!!!

After piercing the body of the Demon Emperor, the Broken Sword returned again, and another blood hole was pierced on the body of the Demon God.

The body of the demon god is hard as strong as an immortal weapon, but it cannot stop Wushuang's attack.

Even if the recovery power is fast, it is greatly curbed in the face of the supreme destruction sword path.
To be continued...