The Baiyue Monster Clan is a very ancient monster clan. They are not monsters fighting alone, but a group with dozens to hundreds gathered together. They are born with great strength and supernatural powers. There are few people in the Western Wilderness who dare to provoke him. Every full moon, he will transform into a giant ape and bloodbath the surrounding creatures.
They look similar to humans, but they have extra tails and cannot survive the thunder tribulation of transformation.
In the oldest legend, countless years ago, people also had tails and had the blood of the Baiyue Demon Clan in their bodies. However, after countless years, the blood has become weak. But on the night of the full moon, the human race will still have different emotions, perhaps it is the influence of that trace of blood.
The most terrifying thing about this Baiyue Demon Clan is that there is a faint bloodstain between the eyebrows, as if a person's eyes were closed. That's a characteristic that only the king of the Baiyue Demon Clan possesses.
She suddenly realized that Chen Jianmei had killed countless demons in the Western Wilderness, and once killed the king of the White Moon Demon Clan.
Every king of the Baiyue Demon Clan has at least the cultivation level of Dan Huan realm.
Those who are talented can even practice to the point where they are born in Taoism and even become the supreme master among demons - the Great Sage. The king of the Baiyue Demon Clan who was beheaded by her master was already close to an immortal Buddha and was extremely terrifying.
That was a rare battle in which Master was in danger. Fortunately, Master won. From then on, she felt that there was something different about Master. It was not until she met Master Shen Lian that she realized that it was the aura of an immortal.
It's just that the uncle has completely entered the immortal way, but the master is still a little behind.
This king of the Baiyue Demon Clan must be here for revenge.
He opened his mouth and said, "If the woman tells me how serious Chen Jianmei's injuries are, I will spare your life."
This person's words made Fang Yanying confirm his suspicion.
She was a little scared, but she thought of Shen Lian and her uncle's jade-carved face, calm and calm at every turn, and she felt at peace.
"If someone blocks your way here, don't panic, but just hold this sword talisman and kill the person who comes." The gentle words of my uncle not long ago echoed in my ears.
There was a sword talisman in her hand, and the sword talisman seemed to have endless power pouring into her body, giving her an invincible confidence. At this moment, she thought of her master, who had slain demons and demons in so many nights and moons. His unparalleled sword skills and aloof sword intent emerged from her memory.
The new king of the Baiyue Demon Clan couldn't help but frowned. His father died under Chen Jianmei's sword five years ago. At that time, he was hiding in his clan and could only see the extremely arrogant sword immortal coming on the moon to fight his father in the white clouds on the top of the mountain.
The father who was invincible in the world in his heart left him forever on that night.
The most profound image in his mind was not the deathly silence in his father's eyes when his head was chopped off by a flash of sword light and abandoned high in the air. Instead, after Chen Jianmei sheathed her sword, she looked at him indifferently.
Even though he was far away, he knew that Chen Jianmei was looking at him.
That kind of look was like looking at a piece of grass, extremely indifferent, and it deeply hurt his proud heart.
He rushed out from the clan guards and shouted: "I will avenge my father."
But the man didn't seem to hear anything and ignored him at all.
He understood what Chen Jianmei meant. This peerless swordsman didn't take him seriously at all, even if he was the son of his enemy.
When the old king of the Baiyue Demon Clan died, he became the new king and gained the inheritance of the clan. Like his father, he made rapid progress. He quickly regained the territory occupied by other demon clans and declared the power of the new king. .
But there is still a thorn in his heart, and that is Chen Jianmei. He knows that although he is very powerful, he is not as powerful as his father, let alone Chen Jianmei. He is even afraid in his heart that one day he will be as powerful as his father. Come to Chen Jianmei and let him end up like his father.
This almost became his nightmare, causing his practice to stagnate. Even when he fought against another demon king, he found that his magic power was better than the other's, but it took him a long time to defeat him.
He began to panic and killed more ordinary monsters and humans to calm the fear in his heart.
But he knew that if he didn't kill Chen Jianmei, his fear would never be eliminated.
A few days ago, he finally got the news that Chen Jianmei was defeated by a more powerful person and was seriously injured.
But he was still scared and did not dare to go directly to the mountain.
At the same time, he also knew that there were many people or demons hiding around him. None of them had taken the concept of killing because no one was sure how serious Chen Jianmei's injuries were.
They are all waiting for an opportunity, waiting for someone to come forward and test the truth.
But he didn't quite know that these people or demons were not only worried about Chen Jianmei, they were also worried about Qingxuan, the Immortal Sect behind Chen Jianmei, and that Chen Jianmei had a younger brother who was more powerful than him.
This woman who came out from the view of killing has attracted the attention of many people, including him.
It wasn't until he was far away from the mountain that he finally couldn't help but take action.
But the woman in front of him gave him a strange feeling at this moment, which made him a little scared.
It wasn't because she had just foiled his murderous intention.
The woman's aura at this time gave him the same feeling as when he saw Chen Jianmei, deep and terrifying.
But he clearly knew that the opponent's strength was not much better than the countless monsters he had killed.
He felt that it was because of his long-standing fear that it interfered with his judgment.
He was very angry and determined to teach her a lesson first.
So he immediately opened the blood mark between his eyebrows, and a blood-red light shot towards Fang Yanying.
This line of blood light once cut off a flying sword that a monk had been practicing for hundreds of years. It was a flying sword forged from ten thousand years of cold iron.
He just wanted to cut off her arm holding the sword talisman at an extremely fast speed so that she could not resist.
At the moment when the blood glow emitted, Fang Yanying was not afraid at all. The sword talisman in his hand trembled, transforming into a sword light.
It is impossible to describe the brilliance of this sword, even beyond Fang Yanying's imagination.
The sword light is like the Milky Way across the sky, flowing endlessly.
When the long river of sword energy is activated, the waves crash onto the shore and the rocks turn into powder. Nothing in the world can stop this sword.
The vast wilderness in front of her disappeared, with no vegetation, no blood light, and no more the king of the White Moon Demon Clan. What she saw was flat and smooth land, coldly reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.
The land became clean and neat.
And all of this was caused by the sword river emitted by the sword talisman her uncle gave her.
That was not the power that the sword talisman given by her master should have.
She looked at the sword talisman with disbelief on her face, but she didn't know that many secretly peeping eyes withdrew from her body and left quietly, but there was still a sizzling sound in the void, which seemed to be evidence that they had slipped away very well. urgent.
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