"Boom!" Another loud noise sounded at this time, which was the huge noise caused by Yan Yin rushing into the middle of the demon elders.
It is impossible to say that the two most powerful men joining forces did not put pressure on the demon elders, because both Qian Yu and Yan Yin represent the top strength of mankind.
But what about them
The most powerful among the demons had been massacred by Demon Emperor Bai Zhi as early as more than ten years ago after the war, and there were less than twenty strong men left.
But will they give up
Won't!
Even if they risk their lives, they will never give up, let alone retreat, no matter how strong the opponent they face is.
This is a fight to the death, with no retreat. Every demon elder has a strong will that is unmatched.
"Don't even think about hurting my lord!" In the uniform voice, the powerful strength of the demon elders also exploded, pushing Qian Yu and Yan Yin away from Yun Qingwu in an almost violent manner.
"Lord Qian was forced to retreat?!"
"How is this going?"
Such a scene seemed a bit sudden.
The Saint Realm powerhouses and sect disciples below obviously didn't quite understand.
Because this is something that should not happen, and it is also a power that the demon elders should not have, but the fact is that Qian Yu and Yan Yin were indeed pushed out by five steps.
There are always some special records in the world's "Amazing Stories", such as the wonders of the Wind Valley outside the Han Yuan tribe in the Southern Region, or the strange creatures in some regions.
In addition to wonders and wonders, there is another category called wonders.
For example, when a child is pinned down by a falling boulder in the mountains, an ordinary mother suddenly bursts out with a terrifying force and lifts the boulder.
This kind of thing is rare, but it does exist.
Some people say this is the power of maternal love, others say it is a sudden burst of potential, but in fact, these things all have one thing in common, and that is will, a strong and firm will.
The current demon clan elders obviously possess this kind of will. They are not afraid of death or strength. They only have one thought in their hearts, to stop everyone who approaches Yun Qingwu.
This is protection.
Protecting the most important things in their hearts and not letting anyone touch them, this will to protect naturally gives them powerful strength beyond themselves.
"Yun Qingwu!" Unlike the shocked Saint Realm experts and sect disciples below, Fang Zhengzheng was actually not surprised that Qian Yu and Yan Yin would be forced to retreat.
In fact, the moment he came into contact with the demon elders, he had already felt the strong and firm will in the hearts of these demon elders.
The end of the battle is the confrontation between will and will.
Fang Zhengzheng will not retreat.
Because, in his heart, there is also a will, and there are people in his heart that he wants to protect. So, how can he retreat
"Death!" Fang Zhengzheng moved, his figure was like lightning, and almost in an instant, he was in front of the demon elders again.
They were so close that they could even feel each other's heavy breathing.
"Yin!" The loud sword cry sounded again, but what was different from the sword strike just now was that this time, the traceless sword in Fang Zhengzheng's hand did not thrust straight forward.
Instead, he lifted it up fiercely.
In the martial arts of the Daxia Dynasty, ranging from small villages to large cities, there has always been a very common sword technique. The name of the sword technique is "Splitting the Mountain with Power".
It can be said that this is a sword without any fancy.
However, Fang Zhengzhi used it at this time, and it could be seen that his hand on the hilt of the Traceless Sword was very tight.
Both hands were holding the sword hilt at the same time.
He lifted it up without any hesitation, and then cut it down without any hesitation.
This sword does not have dazzling brilliance, nor does it have huge waves, but only a little bit of will, the will to cut through everything.
"You can't kill the young master!"
"Can't kill!"
The voices of the demon elders also rang out at this moment. Their old faces and snow-white hair had a kind of strength that came from within.
Fang Zhengzheng cut down the traceless sword in his hand.
At an extremely fast speed, with a touch of strange purple, he slashed in the middle of the demon elders.
The weapons in the hands of the demon elders also came forward. Although their strength was not as strong as Fang Zhengzheng's, and their speed was not as fast as Fang Zhengzheng's, they could use their bodies to withstand the slashed swords. At the same time, the weapons in their hands The weapon was thrust towards Fang Zhengzheng without hesitation.
"don't want!"
"Young Emperor!"
"Fang Zhengzheng, I will never let you hurt the young master!"
"Kill her!"
"Kill Yun Qingwu!"
Various voices sounded at this moment, and it was unclear whose mouth they came from, but one thing was certain, these voices all sounded at the same time.
No one paid attention to anything else, because at this moment, all eyes were completely focused on the traceless sword in Fang Zhengzheng's hand.
The first thing that the traceless sword struck was the raised arm of a demon elder. Without much obstruction, the arm stopped directly in mid-air.
And then, the traceless sword struck the shoulder under the arm again.
Bright red blood splattered.
But at this moment, a silver-white curved hook finally stopped in front of the Traceless Sword, trying to lift the Traceless Sword from the shoulder of the demon elder.
A sharp and harsh collision sounded.
Very short!
It was over almost instantly.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the silver-white curved hook broke and was chopped off by the Traceless Sword, along with the demon elder's shoulder.
Excited sword sounds came from the traceless sword.
Because, the tip of the Traceless Sword was already approaching Yun Qingwu, who was standing behind the demon elder. The distance was less than an inch, and the cold light on the tip of the sword had already begun to spit out towards the front.
Yun Qingwu's eyes widened at this moment, and there seemed to be a kind of disbelief in her eyes. Although this disbelief was deeply hidden, it did exist.
"Ding!" A soft sound came out again. It was the sound of the long sword in the hand of a demon sword piercing the blade of the Traceless Sword.
In addition to this long sword, on the other side, there is a green scimitar lying in front of the cold light coming from the tip of the traceless sword.
This all happened in an instant.
Even these sounds are mixed with other sounds. For example, this soft "ding" sound, in fact, there is no gap at all between the previous "click" sound.
Of course, if there is one sound among these sounds that is enough to reach everyone's ears, it must be the sword cry from the Traceless Sword.
This kind of sword sound caused the long sword on the Traceless Sword to bend, and then break.
Similarly, this kind of sword sound also pierced the green long knife at the tip of the Traceless Sword. The cold light blew out, and the strange purple color kept cutting forward.
And just when the tip of the Wuhen Sword was almost touching Yun Qingwu's chest, a snow-white petal suddenly fell from the air.
Then, a sword also appeared directly in front of the Traceless Sword.
It was a long sword as crystal clear as snow, with a snow-white hilt. The hand holding the sword was also slender and white, but the snow-white scholar's robe on his body had been dyed red with blood.
Wuwei sword!
This sword belongs to Nangong Hao.
But now, this one is blocking the front of the Traceless Sword.
Nangong Hao's sword has always been very fast, doing nothing is doing something. From drawing out the sword to sheathing the sword, Nangong Hao has almost reached the extreme in terms of speed.
"After all, it's still a little bit short..." Yun Qingwu looked at the two swords in front of her, and sighed again from the corner of her mouth.
"A little bit? Is that possible?!" Fang Zhengzheng was naturally not surprised that Nangong Hao would use his sword, because Nangong Hao was still under Yun Qingwu's control.
However, Nangong Hao’s sword…
Can you really block your own sword
Fang Zhengzheng was unsure.
So, how can Yun Qingwu be sure
"Fang Zhengzheng, get out of the way!"
"Boy... hurry, run!"
Just when Fang Zhengzheng was wondering, two urgent voices also sounded. He could roughly recognize these two voices. The former was Qian Yu, and the latter...
It’s Yan Yin!
Whether it was Qian Yu or Yan Yin, they were not too far away from him, which made these two urgent shouts reach his ears very clearly.
But why run
For a moment, Fang Zhengzheng really couldn't react, but soon, he also had a little feeling, that is, something seemed to fall above his head.
Sneak attack? !
Demon Emperor Bai Zhi
No, Demon Emperor Bai Zhi should not be able to arrive. After all, in this situation, it is impossible for the two old men Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi not to use their full strength. Then, Demon Emperor Bai Zhi should not be able to arrive so quickly. At least, he will It will take another ten breaths before this is possible.
But why is it not the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi...
Are there other people above my head who might take action against me
Normally, there shouldn't be, but the fact is that there is indeed a pressure, and Fang Zhengzheng even saw a shadow getting darker and darker under his feet.
A moment of hesitation, it can be said that almost no time was wasted, but for some reason, after a few thoughts flashed, the feeling of oppression above the head has changed.
From oppression, it turned into a sense of crisis so strong that it made people's hearts tremble.
"What the hell?!" Fang Zhengzheng didn't hesitate anymore this time and took a step back. After all, he could already feel his scalp being numb from the sense of crisis.
"Boom!" a huge voice sounded.
Then, Fang Zhengzheng saw the demon elders who were originally blocking him fly up, like smashed "gravel", flying in all directions.
Firm will to protect...
Falling apart.
It was sudden, so sudden that even Fang Zhengzheng was a little surprised.
Of course, what surprised him even more was the flash of "black" that stood between him and Yun Qingwu. It was not too huge, but it was enough for Yun Qingwu to block it, and it also allowed the demon to block it. The clan elders didn't even resist, and just started splashing.
"Stone?" Fang Zhengzheng's eyes moved up slightly, and then he saw the truth about the thing in front of him. It turned out to be a stone about one foot high.
It's very dark, without much dazzling luster, and without gorgeous textures. What's left is a kind of simplicity and vicissitudes of ancient times.
besides…
There is also a faint trace.
I don’t know how many years have passed, but it lies in the middle of the black boulder, with a soul-shaking power that makes people’s heads feel pain.
"Click!" At this moment, a soft sound came from the black boulder, and then, a crack appeared in the middle of the black boulder.
"Black boulder, traces... cracks?" Fang Zhengzheng was inexplicably shocked in his mind. For some reason, a starry sky suddenly appeared in his mind.
In this starry sky, there are huge black chains intertwining across the sky, as well as black boulders connected by chains.
The aura of coldness reveals a kind of eternal oppression.
It's a black boulder in the starry sky!
The trace in the middle of the black boulders was left by the chains that locked the black boulders.
"The black boulder in the starry sky? Did it fall... in front of me?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at the black boulder in front of him and the cracks that were spreading on the boulder. He felt that he was not shocked at all, and he couldn't help but feel shocked. It's basically impossible.
"The little difference you have is not in strength, but in luck, or in other words, time..." Yun Qingwu's voice came from behind the black boulder.
"Luck, time?" Fang Zhengzheng could understand the meaning of Yun Qingwu's words and what Yun Qingwu was talking about, but this feeling was very strange.
He didn't know whether to continue discussing this topic at this time, but one thing he knew was that the cracks on the black boulder in front of him were getting closer and closer.
Just like a spider web, it is spread all over the black boulders, and it is getting denser and denser, so dense that the gravel is almost turning into fragments.
so…
Will this thing explode
Such a sentence inexplicably flashed through Fang Zhengzheng's mind, and then he stepped back two steps again to keep an effective distance between himself and the black boulder.
At least, when the black boulder exploded, he still had enough time to block all the broken black rubble.
This was what Fang Zhengzheng was thinking.
But for the Saint Realm experts and sect disciples below, the black boulder falling in front of them gave them an emotion of absolute shock and almost panic.
Because, from their sight, they saw not only the black boulder falling between Fang Zhengzheng and Yun Qingwu, but the two ancient doors, one green and one black, in the sky.
In the deep darkness, dots of starlight shine through, twinkling like a pair of open eyes, staring at the world below.