"Hateful Heavenly Marquis? The Demon Soldier's Ninth Hate Hook?"
Fang Yuan held the knife and sneered: "I wonder where your monkey ranks in the magic world?"
"Junior is rampant!"
Such an attitude immediately made the splendid and jade-robed Hentian Hou angry to death. He held a high position in the Demon Sect and kept his word. When had he ever been so angry: "Although you have become the master of the blood-drinking sword, have you ever been angry?" How to practice the secret technique of the sword? The Blood Drinking Sword ranks last among the top ten demon soldiers, and is still under the Hook of Everlasting Hatred! What's more... the previous generation of Blood Drinking Sword master brought trouble to the world, and was defeated by the head of the Kong family with the Haoran Righteous Ruler. The blood knife has also been severely damaged by the seal, even if it is re-refined for sacrifice, how much power can it still recover?"
This Hentianhou is very confident.
But in fact, he was secretly using magic skills to undermine Fang Yuan's self-confidence.
A veteran like him would naturally not make the mistakes of a rookie when he was actually facing an enemy, and he was extremely wary of Fang Yuan at this time.
"So much nonsense!"
Fang Yuan frowned and rushed forward.
Tsk!
The blood-drinking knife mopped the floor, leaving a long knife mark. In an instant, it came to Hentianhou and drew the knife with his backhand.
call out!
A blood-colored sword that was seven to eight feet long appeared and struck down on the head as if it was the beginning of the world.
when!
Hate Tianhou's eyes flashed with anger, and he raised his hook to seal it.
There was a muffled sound, and his feet suddenly went deep into the ground, and spider web-like cracks appeared around him. The blue stone floor in front of the Shenbing Villa was originally in a mess and fragmented.
A large number of sparks flashed, but the black iron hook steadily received the blood-drinking knife's attack without any damage.
Buzz!
Even as the iron hook trembled, a wave of hatred continued to spread and exaggerate, with the momentum of a demon staining the people.
This is the ninth best magic weapon in the world, and it is indeed well-deserved.
"Bloody battle in all directions!"
Fang Yuan laughed heartily and suddenly struck out eight swords, occupying the Bagua position.
The sword energy was alive, and even moved around automatically, as if forming a sword array, with blood rolling and crushing towards Hen Tianhou in the center.
"The sword technique in the Great Blood Demon Kung Fu?"
Hou Hentian screamed strangely, and his hands suddenly turned black: "Hatetian Demon Kung Fu!"
Until now, he finally stopped hiding and used his ability to suppress the situation.
This Heaven-Hateful Demon Technique was inherited from the Everlasting Hate Hook, and it was a heaven-grade technique. When he used it, the wind howled, the dark clouds covered the sun, and the power was astonishing.
"The sky... the elephant..."
Nangong Wentian looked at this scene, but he murmured, telling the story of this realm that all warriors were fascinated by.
Even if you practice martial arts to a first-level grand master, you are still a mortal.
But the celestial phenomena are different!
By taking this step, the warrior can use his body to influence the celestial phenomena and display all kinds of incredible magical powers. It can be said that he becomes a saint in one step!
"Haha... so what about the Celestial Elephant Warrior?"
Fang Yuan swung his sword, and his whole body was covered with a layer of rich blood light, which was almost three feet thick. No matter how dark the wind or the dark clouds were, it was blocked out.
Of course he didn't practice the Great Blood Demon Technique.
However, the sword skills in it are very suitable for the use of blood-drinking swords. At this time, it is activated with the foundation of Six Extremes Military Control Technique, which is quite impressive.
What's more, he still has Yuanli's trump card. It can be said that even if the previous blood-drinking knife master is resurrected to fight with him, he will definitely not be the one who is consumed to death in the end.
"Of course... the range of damage of the Celestial Elephant warriors is a bit scary. If we fight here, I'm afraid Chi Yu will be affected!"
Fang Yuan held the sword in both hands, like Pangu opening the sky, slashing down violently: "Wash the world with blood!"
laugh!
The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the bloody sword energy, which was more than ten feet long, slashed horizontally, and immediately divided a large piece of land in front of the Shenbing Villa into two, pushing it into the vast forest behind.
Inside the Shenbing Villa, the three Nangong sisters and Nangong Wentian were all watching this scene nervously, with different expressions.
In their eyes, a black tornado seemed to be rising in the dense forest outside the villa, competing with a bloody dragon.
Even Xu Ruyu and Chang Kun watched with rapt attention and their blood boiled.
After all, they are also warriors and have their own dedication to martial arts!
"Martial arts are perfect, and the scenery is really beautiful... No matter what, this battle will definitely shock the world..." Chang Kun sheathed his sword and sighed quietly: "Ah Qing, your brother is probably going to be famous all over the world!"
"really… "
Xu Ruyu nodded, looked at Nangong Xiu next to him, sighed again, and frowned tightly.
Worrying that Hen Tianhou will win and go on a killing spree is only one aspect.
On the other hand, I am also worried that after this battle, even though the Shenbing Villa is powerful in the martial arts world, since both father and son are demons, I am afraid that it will lead to a crusade from the righteous path of the martial arts world.
Nangong Xiu's thoughtful mind had already discovered something was wrong with her husband's expression, and she couldn't help but feel sad.
"Hmph... Xu, are you still a man?"
When Nangong Fu saw this scene, he snorted coldly: "My eldest brother-in-law has a family and a career, and he cares more about you than you. Before I said anything, you are like this... I hate that my second sister was blind before marrying you! "
"say no more!"
Nangong Wentian waved his hand to stop her yelling and cursing, but his eyes never left the jungle: "If there is no hope of defeat in this battle, it would be clean if we all go to hell together... Ruyu, you don't have to think about escaping, With the lightness of the Celestial Elephant Warrior, where can you escape to?"
Click!
At this moment, there seemed to be a flash of purple thunder in the jungle where the two were fighting.
The black tornado collapsed, and a figure rushed out with lightning speed: "Nangong Wuwang... Since you are worried about your family, I want to destroy your whole family!"
The figure was very fast, with an angry beard spread out and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Hentianhou flew towards Nangong Wentian and others.
How powerful is the life-threatening strike of the Celestial Elephant Warrior
Just the pressure from the momentum made Nangong Wentian and others feel uncomfortable in their chests, their limbs trembled, and they were unable to move, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
laugh!
In the midst of lightning and flint, the blood dragon chased after him.
Suddenly, Hen Tianhou's figure turned around and folded in mid-air very cleverly. Like a flying swallow returning to its nest, the Everlasting Hate Hook was launched with all its strength, hooking towards Fang Yuan's open middle door!
It turns out that all this is just a trick, a plan to attack the east and attack the west.
Hentianhou is an old man. From Fang Yuan's previous battlefield choices, it can be seen that he deliberately used a trap when he was at a disadvantage, in order to cause the enemy to be in chaos and then launch a sneak attack!
It can be said that before he tried to kill Nangong Wentian and others, he only used 30% of his strength. At this time, the method of turning around in mid-air was used with all his strength!
quick! quick! quick! !
Everything happened faster than expected. This move was really subtle. He took advantage of the weakness of people's hearts and turned into elbows and armpits. The Everlasting Hate Hook showed its sharp edge and was about to disembowel Fang Yuan before his eyes.
puff!
The Hook of Everlasting Sorrow passed through the young man, causing several screams to be heard in the Shenbing Villa. But in the next moment, the figure slowly disappeared, causing Hen Tianhou to look in disbelief: "Phantom? Demonic Puppet Technique? Can't believe it?" The Shadow Sect's method? Specious!"
How can such a big mistake be allowed in a competition between masters
The next moment, a blood rainbow flew past, causing Hen Tianhou's head to fly up.
The blood was spilled and greedily absorbed by the blood-drinking knife. The essence and blood of a Celestial Realm warrior made the blade buzz with excitement.
In the Shenbing Villa, Nangong Wentian and others looked at this scene with dull expressions.
An elder of the Demon Sect, a warrior in the Celestial Realm, died like this
"he died?"
Nangong Wentian stepped forward, looked at the headless corpse, and murmured.
"Well, dead!"
Fang Yuan picked up the Hook of Everlasting Sorrow and spoke concisely.
…
The Hook of Everlasting Sorrow is no more than a foot long and is completely black. When it is flicked slightly, a buzzing sound will be heard, which can be heard far and near, inspiring hatred and shaking the soul.
Ordinary weapons must be one inch short and one inch dangerous. This hook is only less than one foot, so it is naturally extremely dangerous.
Of course, blindly taking risks is like walking on a tightrope, and you will be shattered at any time.
It's like Hen Tianhou bumped into Fang Yuan and overdid it, and he had no choice but to die.
"The Everlasting Hate Hook is the ninth most powerful demon soldier in the world. In ancient times, the Tianxie Sect was wreaking havoc in the world. The sect leader had a concubine. The beauty of the sky and the beauty of the country were transformed into a hero's grave. The leader of the Tianxie Sect lost his ambition to strive for hegemony. Later, the Tianxie Sect suffered a major setback. The girl was suspected of being a righteous spy, and the elders of the Tianxie Sect forced her to kill her lover with a sword of wisdom... At the end of the day, the girl resolutely committed suicide with a golden hook. The leader of the Tianxie Sect regained his strength, embarked on the road of revenge, and fought in the world. , directly killed the decent nunnery that had trained this girl, and then refinished the golden hook that she used to commit suicide, exhausting the Tianxie Sect's financial resources and casting it into a demon soldier... In later generations, the Tianxie Sect was in disarray, and only the demon soldier was passed down. Jianghu, the name of the woman in this story has long been forgotten, and is only known as 'Mrs. Golden Hook'..."
Fang Yuan held the Hook of Everlasting Hatred, with a half-smiling look on his face: "The magic power of Everlasting Hatred in the hook of Everlasting Hatred should be the magic power of the Tianxie Sect's suppressing sect."
"I've seen this magic skill before. It's quite good. It goes well with the Everlasting Sorrow Hook. You can take it and use it first!"
With a gentle delivery, the magic soldier was in the hands of the middle-aged man who walked in.
Nangong Wentian couldn't help but look complicated as he held this artifact that everyone in the world could only dream of obtaining.
He worked hard, worked hard, and spent twenty years before he finally brought the Blood-Drinking Knife back to light.
But Nangong Wuwang casually threw a higher-ranking magic weapon over, just like throwing a big cabbage, which made him feel some subtle feelings.
"You really don't want this Everlasting Hate Hook?"
At this time, Nangong Wentian had surprisingly restored his original internal strength and even improved.
After all, for Fang Yuan's source of power, Nangong Wentian's little cultivation was really nothing, so he just made it up casually.
The reason why I had absorbed it before was just to use it as an introduction key to perfect the magic weapon runes.
"No, I think the blood-drinking knife suits me better!"
Although the blood-drinking sword only ranks tenth, the magic weapon also depends on the person who uses it.
For example, the ninth Hen Tianhou died at the hands of Fang Yuan.
"What's more... After the move, I plan to travel around the world, and I also need some self-protection power in the villa!"
Fang Yuan told the truth.
"Walking around the world..."
Nangong Wentian stroked his beard, his eyes filled with desire and expectation.