Eight hundred and thirty fifth chapter mist cover people's eyes
On the long street, when the big monster's hand fell on Qinghuai's neck, Qinghuai had already spit out a mouthful of blood, and the qi in his body began to become messy.
Her face turned pale in an instant. From this point of view, if she became a cultivator in the sea, she was afraid that she would really have no hope.
But if you don’t talk about the state of mind, life alone may not be able to be preserved.
After all, Yao Li and Qing Tianjun had a holiday, and everyone knows this kind of thing.
In the battle of Qingtian City, although Qingtianjun surpassed Yao Li, it was only half better. This time, Yao Li Shen appeared here without knowing it. Qingtianjun was seriously injured, and I am afraid that things will not be easy afterwards.
Qingtianjun looked at Qinghuai, his heart was bleeding. Over the years, he believed that he had not let his daughter suffer any grievances. But now, his daughter is right in front of him, facing life and death, but he can't do anything. How can this not make Qingtianjun feel sad?
He punched the ground hard, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.
At this moment, a demonic aura that was not too powerful emerged from a distance, and a black figure quickly collided with the demon Li who was pinching Qinghuai's neck.
The majestic demonic aura flies across the long street.
It's Fenglu!
When Li Fuyao faced the five great monsters, the demon Feng Lu climbed the tower and stood up.
At this moment, he is not the nephew of the Great Demon Fengquan, nor is he a demon cultivator, but a young man who wants to do something for the girl he likes.
He took a deep breath and was almost the strongest blow in his life.
The majestic demon aura disappeared only half a foot away from Yao Li. The big demon's hand was still on Qinghuai's neck, but the other hand had already stretched out.
Looking at this young man who was ignoring his life for the sake of his favorite woman, Yao Li was very angry and asked, "Do you really think she likes you just because of what you do? You are such a stupid person, you don't have the chance to do such a thing, which is really stupid!"
Before he finished speaking, the majestic demonic energy had already hit Feng Lu. In front of a giant demon in the sea, Feng Lu had no power to resist.
Feng Lu flew backwards and smashed a large building, not knowing life and death.
On the other side of the long street, Li Fuyao came within ten feet of the Chongguang Demon Lord with the price of being punched in the chest by the Shanshan Demon Lord.
When the Demon Lord Shaking the Mountain Second Fist was about to fall into his chest, Li Fuyao held an iron sword casually.
A sword light emerged between heaven and earth.
In front of such a sword light, the sky and the earth instantly faded.
Almost this sword light is only there.
The five people including the Shanshan Demon Lord subconsciously refused to look at the sword light.
Wait until they open their eyes.
What they saw was a scene they had never thought of.
The young man, who was already bleeding in a blue shirt, struggled to throw out the head in his hand. The Chongguang Demon Lord had already been cut off under this sword.
A big monster died like that.
Li Fuyao's hand holding the sword was covered in blood, and the iron sword that he pulled was also broken.
Under him, there was a pool of blood flowing slowly.
My face that had just been washed clean was now covered in blood.
Some blood came out of the head and sank into the hair, making the hair look very disgusting.
Li Fuyao gasped, then threw the iron sword, held the hilt of Hongchen again, and laughed in a low voice.
He looked at the remaining four monsters and said indifferently: "Come on!"
The Fengquan Demon Lord glanced at the headless corpse and was shocked. This young man was an unknown young monk decades ago. Now he actually killed one person with one battle with five.
This combat power is probably close to Chao Qingqiu, who had been away from the world for the first time.
If this swordsman is left behind, I am afraid that the swordsman lineage will be the only one in the world for thousands of years!
Thinking of this, the Demon Lord Shaking Mountain had already taken action.
This one of the oldest monsters in the demon land is about to suppress Li Fuyao.
However, judging from the fact that Li Fuyao defeated Xishan and Fuyun one after another, and then slashed Chongguang with sword, Li Fuyao is now a major concern of their demon clan. He has damaged such a big monster. Now they must kill Li Fuyao here.
Otherwise, no one would want to see what would happen later.
The Demon Lord of Shaking the Mountain rushed forward, bringing up a large amount of demonic energy, and his momentum was horrified.
Li Fuyao held Hongchen tightly, spit out a mouthful of blood expressionlessly, and slid forward with a little toe.
Now, at least one thing Li Fuyao is very clear about, that is, Qinghuai will never die here before he falls.
The big monster had the intention to use the big monster here to waste Li Fuyao to death. Even if she didn't waste her life, she would not let Li Fuyao have any strength to resist when she took action herself.
But Li Fuyao can only do one thing.
Even after killing someone, he is still alive.
After the sword was handed out, all the sword energy between heaven and earth dissipated and gathered on the sword body. The swords in the world were actually just one sword.
Li Fuyao began to strike and collapse towards the front.
When the Demon Lord Shaking the Mountain was fifty steps away, the sword energy brought up behind him had already caused all the buildings on both sides of the long street to collapse, and Li Fuyao was unmoved.
Forty steps.
Thirty steps...
Within one meter.
Li Fuyao handed out a sword.
Break through the layers of demonic aura that had accumulated in front of the Shanshan Demon Lord.
That red dust penetrated through the chest with a sword.
At the same time, the Demon Lord of Shaking the Mountain also punched Li Fuyao in front of the chest.
Li Fuyao's chest instantly sank, and his clothes on his chest were dyed with another layer of blood.
Li Fuyao had no expression, but he still firmly handed out the sword.
Because there was a big monster, in fact, when Li Fuyao handed out this sword, he did not pour out all the sword energy in the spiritual palace, but it was enough to allow the Shanshan Demon Lord to leave his life here.
The sword energy that was like rushing river water poured into the body of the Demon Lord Shaking Mountain, and soon destroyed his internal organs. The Demon Lord who dreamed of immortality looked unbelievable at this moment.
In the distance, the ancestor Bi Fang had a complicated expression, while the Fengquan Demon Lord and Pingnan Demon Lord were completely lost.
No one could have thought of such a young man.
This trip to the demon earth can seriously injure two big monsters and kill two big monsters.
And it seems that it is not the end yet, and it seems that someone will die here later.
Li Fuyao pulled out the long sword.
He staggered back a few steps and used a sword to pestle the ground.
The green locust over there was already tears.
There is no blood rain between heaven and earth.
But when Li Fuyao turned his head to look at Qinghuai, his eyes were full of blood and tears.
Chapter completed!