At the intersection of thousands of eyes.

The female sword cultivator from the Great Sui world drew out her long sword and slashed her fiercely at the demon cultivator of the Dragon Emperor Palace who was also dressed in red.

Ye Hongfu's family was destroyed in childhood, and the whole family was killed by ghost cultivators. Therefore, Fuyao was excavated by swords and was able to worship Luojia Mountain... Her master was the head of the three famous "Shendao Sword" in the Sui Dynasty, but she did not practice the great way of divine nature with Fuyao.

Ye Hongfu's way has nothing to do with Fuyao.

Not only that, it has nothing to do with the Taoist tradition of Luojia Mountain.

She held the sword thoughts and the sword art she practiced was unparalleled... Whether in terms of sword intent or sword technique, it was exactly the same as Xu Zang ten years ago.

Although she is Fuyao's disciple, she looks more like the successor of Xu Zang's robe and bowl from the perspective of the Tao fruit on the road of cultivation.

This is also the reason why she was willing to help Ning Yi Pei Lingsu in the tomb of Luojia Mountain in the early years. In the battle between the Holy Mountain, because of the position of Luojia Mountain and Shushan, Ye Hongfu did not have the opportunity to visit her "life-saving benefactor". When the situation settled and the storm gradually subsided, Xu Zang had disappeared in this world with the wind.

But his swordsmanship remained forever!

Live toward death!

There is death but no life!

You die, I live!

A dazzling sword light, like a river in the sky, surging, magnificent and magnificent, covered with starry light.

The red peacock roared a long time, and she never expected that she would have such a sword waiting for her when she first entered the border battlefield of the grassland!

The entire demon clan knows the names of the younger generation of the Great Sui Dynasty... except for the most resounding Luo Changsheng, Ning Yi, is Cao Ran and Ye Hongfu!

When it comes to Taoist tradition and mastering, she is not afraid of Ye Hongfu at all. The Taoist tradition of Dragon Emperor Palace is even larger than Luojia Mountain, and her master is a real Nirvana Realm Demon Saint!

The Peacock Demon King raised his hands, and the bloodline of the demon clan's talent appeared in the slender jade fingers. A scarlet feather light curtain was like a peacock spreading his tail, suddenly blooming, and thousands of rays of light appeared on her body at the same time, as if she was wearing a layer of holy feathered clothes.

With a "swoosh" sound-

The sword tip was extremely fast, and the red river of the sky hit the peacock's light curtain, making a sudden "bang" sound!

The red peacock stared at the demon's eyes widened and looked at his head in disbelief... His strongest defense method, inherited from the peacock screen under the Zihuang's seat, was actually overwhelmed by this human female sword cultivator, and burst out with a harsh sound.

It's about to crack!

Ye Hongfu had no expression on his face, and another sword was another sword.

The red peacock raised his hands and tried his best to block it.

With a "boom", the peacock screen was broken.

The Peacock Demon King spewed out a mouthful of blood. Ye Hongfu's sword was too powerful. After shattering the peacock screen, it still fell forward and fell directly on her chest. Thousands of rays of light were twisted. The holy feather coat was beaten to pieces and turned into countless broken feathers, shooting in all directions.

"Complete!" The woman in red still looked unchanged, holding a sword in one hand and pinching her fingers with the other hand. The feather arrows shot out from all directions quickly slowed down in the air, like a slumber. Then she turned around in one stroke, instantly retracted and entered her sleeves.

The breath is like a sword.

Handing the sword to kill!

Ye Hongfu took a step forward, and his body instantly came to another pillar of light. His two fingers were put together like the tip of a sword, pointing in front of the yellow bird's forehead.

The feathered feathers on the red peacock's body were blown up by the siege, and the feathers were blown into the sky. At this moment, they turned into sword tides all over the sky, handing them out into the eyebrows of the yellow bird.

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Among them, like the former, the demon king of the Dragon Emperor Palace who had just stepped into the battlefield had only time to raise his hand to make a blocking action, and the barrier of the demon body was destroyed by Ye Hongfu's sword energy-

All the deserted people on the Colossus platform were stunned and stared at this scene.

The sword cultivator in the human race, who was in red, was so fierce!

This scene is even more impactful than Urle's appearance.

The demon king who was enough to crush the high platform pattern of the Colossus on both ends was suppressed by the sword energy to the bottom as soon as he arrived.

"Is this the helper brought by Urle..." Tian Yu looked dull and murmured to himself.

Miss Tian Ling'er, who had just corrected the pattern of the high platform of the Colossus, looked at this scene with a dazed expression and was very numb.

The last time I came to pick up Urle was a very stunning and stunning girl in purple.

This time, Urle brought back another particularly stunning and stunning girl in red.

These two are not the same person.

Urle is a big bastard!

Tian Ling'er punched her brother in the chest and burst into tears.

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Yun Xun, who stepped on half of the stone wall of the high platform of the giant statue, was hanging half of his body in the air. He continued to pass the tokens to command the cavalry and the eagle group to regain the formation, rushing back toward the ground, rushing back to the wilderness, while killing and repelling the demon tide.

He could see clearly that the real "breaking point" of this demon tide was in Ning Yi's hands.

The game between the big guys is that of the showdown between Zixiazi and the master of the Dragon Emperor Palace in the city head... As for this demon tide, there is nothing to be afraid of.

With Ye Hongfu and Ning Yi, unless the opponent sends a powerful person in the Demon Saint realm to take action, the grassland will be the winners of this battle. You only need to quietly be at the barriers on the city walls, command the iron cavalry and subordinates, and gather the defensive momentum.

In this way, the giant statue platform of the deserted man can also be held by a great practitioner in the realm of the Star Lord.

But... some things were beyond Yun Xun's expectations.

"I didn't expect that Ye Hongfu was so strong." Yun Xun narrowed his eyes and stared at the two demonic energy light columns that were broken by the sword energy and exploded.

The two demon kings who came to the battlefield were beaten by Ye Hongfu alone and could not raise their heads and could not fight back at all.

This is something that unexpected to Yun Xun.

But when he thought about it, he quickly felt relieved... There were also several geniuses in the Demon Clan who were extremely famous in the Great Sui Dynasty, Donghuang, Bai Tathagata, and Jiang Lin, and arranged the names. Donghuang corresponded to Ning Yiluo's immortality, while Bai Tathagata and Jiang Lin corresponded to Ye Hongfu and Cao Ran.

One is the only son of Baidi and the other is the son of the ancient emperor Qilin.

If Cao Ye and the other two were transferred to another era, they would be the kind of person who had firmly settled on the "strongest genius" of the younger generation in the Sui world.

And in this great world, their popularity was overwhelmed by even more amazing people.

Luo Changsheng died and there was Ning Yi.

However, the road to cultivation is long, and no one can tell what the final result is.

Ye Changfeng, the ancestor of the West Sea, did not squeeze into the team of those people running side by side at the beginning during the Taizong era... It took a long time to prove that he was the two most resolute and powerful sword cultivators in the world.

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"The people you brought seem to be a little weak."

A collision between gold and iron.

Two fist shadows roared and smashed together, bursting out from the dragon and elephant tearing

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roar.

Ning Yi and the Demon King of the Xang floated backwards and took three steps back.

The black shirt was shaking with a swaying sleeve, Ning Yi smiled and carried his hands on his back, saying, "If that big man in the Dragon Emperor Palace wants to break through the platform, he should calculate a few more steps. You three are not qualified. If you want to stop the madman in red, he must at least invite a person like Jiang Lin and Bai Ruta?"

The face of the demon king was gloomy.

"Oh... I forgot. Bai Tarata has been killed by me, and his soul has been destroyed. There is no such person in the world." Ning Yi raised a hand, and the divine nature rolling like thunder in his palm, and said lightly: "I wonder if you want to taste this kind of taste too. Today I beat you up and see if the Dragon Emperor has the means to reshape your soul and body for you?"

"It's ridiculous." The white-clothed scholar demon king narrowed his narrow eyes and said, "I am a master in the Dragon Emperor Palace, so why should I ask outsiders to take action?"

"As for you... Ning Yi."

"A boy who gets luck by chance and doesn't know how to be tall and rich."

The demon king of the treacherous face said without expression: "Today, I will teach you what it means to be outside people, and there is heaven beyond heaven."

"Idiot." Ning Yi shook his head and smiled faintly: "I'll teach you what is a demon outside of the demon."

The demon king took a deep breath, calmed down and found that since he met Ning Yi and fought, his mood had turbulent.

This human sword cultivator... has no other skills, but it is extremely lethal for the words that popped out of his mouth during the fight.

It only takes a few words to make people surprisingly angry.

The dragon lingers, hangs on the top, fills the weather, slowly solidifies, the yellow sand turns, and the flying grass hovers.

A faint dark dragon scale appeared on both sides of the face of the demon king. He showed half of his demon body... but it was enough to see clearly that this was indeed a dragon.

However, after actually seeing the black dragon scales, Ning Yi frowned instead.

He regained his posture of carrying his hands on his back, looking at the sacred posture of the demon king performing his magic at this moment. Although the demon demon in the Dragon Emperor Hall showed his "orthodox" dragon vein, Ning Yi noticed some abnormalities... The bloodline of the demon king was not as simple as he imagined.

He used his divine thoughts to tell a hundred feet away.

So the snow-white little fox stepped on the edge of the demonic aura and came a sudden brake. After that, he lowered his eyebrows and looked down, stayed honestly, and did not dare to move.

The dust from the grassland is suspended in the air.

This space of time and space of hundreds of feet seemed to have solidified. The suspended holy dragon magic image turned into dark light and hit the right arm of the demon king. This scene was like a landscape painting that splashed ink, and looked extremely "pleasant".
To be continued...