Although he had the power of the ancient sword emperor, Zhou Xuanji's speed could not keep up with the Tibetan Niu Heihuang.

The Tibetan bull Black Emperor ran wildly with all his strength, and one man and one demon crossed the mountains, rivers and forests, and his speed was in a stalemate.

"He was seriously injured, I don't believe he won't stop!"

Zhou Xuanji's eyes were cold, and he thought so.

Tibetan Niu Heihuang wanted to kill him, so he naturally could not let him go.

At the same time, he wanted to make the matter a big deal and shock the powerful demon clan, so that he would not dare to do anything randomly again.

It struck hundreds of miles along the way.

The speed of Tibetan Niu Heihuang began to decrease, and the distance between Zhou Xuanji and him was shortening.

call out!

The bloody sword suddenly flew over and stabbed the back of the Niu Heihuang.

The Tibetan Bull Heihuang growled in pain.

He was proud in his heart: "How can you hurt my king's flesh?"

The next second, his expression became terrifying.

Because he felt the bloody sword sucking his blood!

His body was so scared that he shook his bloody sword out of his body.

The bloody sword quickly flew into Zhou Xuanji's body. In an instant, Zhou Xuanji felt his physical strength return to his full state.

He is worthy of being a bull demon!

Thick blood, so cool!

Zhou Xuanji's eyes flashed, and then he kept throwing out the bloody sword.

The Emperor of Tibetan Niu Hei started to dodge, but he would win once every three times. After all, he could not look at the back, for fear of slowing down.

In this way, the blood of Tibetan Bull Heihuang became less and less.

But he was not desperate.

Because there is a demon country ahead!

As long as he enters the demon country, he will have a glimmer of hope.

He cursed in his heart: "The Demon Emperor Gulan cheated me! He also said that the name of Zhou Jian God is not true! Your mother is just to cover your son's shame!"

He suddenly hated the Quran Demon Emperor.

Even more hated than Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji also noticed the waves of demonic aura coming from the front.

He once heard Zhao Congjian mention that there was a demon country nearby, with hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers, and the strongest monster reached the fifth level of cultivation, comparable to the human spiritual spring realm.

He did not stop and continued to move forward.

The fifth-level demon king is no longer taken seriously by him.

Boom-

The Tibetan bull Heihuang rushed into the woods unstoppable, knocking down the trees, dust flying, looking down from the sky, as if he was about to divide the woods into two.

Zhou Xuanji passed by above the woods.

He asked in his heart: "Sword Spirit, how long can the power of the ancient sword emperor last?"

Although Emperor Tibetan Niu was seriously injured, he would not even think of killing him if he lost the power of the ancient sword emperor.

"Depending on the extent to which the sword master performs his sword technique, it can last at least half an incense stick."

The words of the sword spirit made Zhou Xuanji feel relieved.

Judging from the speed of Tibetan Niu Heihuang, it is estimated that it will slow down soon.

He held the Sword of the Rifting Emperor tightly and prepared to cast the Hundred Miles Flying Sword.

The Blood Sword and the Thunder Divine Sword flew away one after another, forcing the Tibetan Niu Heihuang to dodge left and right.

Ten miles away, there is a city on a wasteland, with mountains on both sides.

There are countless pointed spears made of white bones on the city gate, as well as three huge beast heads, and a demon soldier stands on the city wall to fight.

At this moment, dozens of demon soldiers were escorting four prison vans towards the city gate.

Seventy or eighty people were imprisoned in these prison vans, all curled up, very scared.

"I can have another full meal today!"

"Hahaha, I fell in love with that woman. Then we will play together and eat."

"There are many people who have left the Greater Perimeter recently, and I don't know what happened."

"Whatever it is, it's a good thing for us!"

"These people have cultivation and taste very delicious."

The demon soldiers laughed and talked freely, and their words made the imprisoned even more desperate.

Boom-

The wasteland suddenly trembled, shocking everyone, and the demon soldiers turned to look.

The same is true for the demon soldiers on the city wall.

I saw a strong black bull with a head and shoulders of five feet high rushing towards me, and his momentum seemed to be able to break through all the obstacles in front of me.

"I am the King of Hidden Niu! Open the city gate for me!"

Tibetan Niu Heihuang shouted, his tone was anxious. At this moment, he was covered in blood and was covered in blood all the way.

All the demon soldiers were stunned.

Among the demon clan, the Tibetan Niu Heihuang is very famous, and he has heard of any old monster.

At this time, they noticed that someone followed Tibetan Niu Heihuang!

It’s Zhou Xuanji!

There were ten people standing on a high mountain to the left of the demon kingdom.

They were all wearing black clothes on night walks, and the leader was a middle-aged man with long white hair, wearing two swords crossed behind him.

"Zangniu Heihuang? Why is he here? Who is the person chasing him?"

The middle-aged man asked in surprise, frowning.

The man in black standing next to him trembled all over and shouted, "He has four swords! Could it be Zhou Jianshen?"

Zhou Jianshen!

Everyone's faces changed drastically!

Not only him, but the demon soldiers below also guessed that it was Zhou Jianshen.

The most famous sword cultivator in the Great Zhou Dynasty today is Zhou Jianshen.

If it were the Great Zhou Sword Emperor, the Tibetan Niu Heihuang would have died.

Zhou Xuanji had already seen the city wall of the demon country. At this time, the speed of the Tibetan Niu Heihuang was no longer as fast as before.

When the Tibetan Niu Heihuang just avoided the Thunder God Sword, Zhou Xuanji suddenly threw out the Sword of the Rift Emperor!

A hundred miles of flying sword!

The Amethyst Divine Sword burst out with a terrifying speed!

With a puff!

"ah……"

The Tibetan Niu Heihuang widened his eyes, and his eyes were almost glaring out, and the severe pain made him bit his tongue.

In an instant, he was about to faint, and his two front hooves collided with each other, and he fell to the ground.

Zhou Xuanji was stunned, his expression a little awkward.

Because the Slit Kong Emperor's sword stabbed under the tail of the Niu Heihuang, blood burst out, even if he was himself, he felt a cold in the anus.

"The wrong decision... This will damage my reputation of Zhou Jianshen..."

Zhou Xuanji felt embarrassed, but on the surface he had no expression and quickly flew to the Tibetan Niu Heihuang.

The head of the Tibetan bull Heihuang was touching the ground, his hind legs were stiff, and he raised his butt high. Only in this way could he relieve his pain.

He felt very uncomfortable in his body.

It can be said that life is worse than death.

The Sword of the Slit Hour Emperor flashed cold light in the sun.

The whole plain became silent.
To be continued...