The arrow fell from the Lonesome Demon King, making a dent in the ground.
Black air gushed out from his body, swallowing all the flames on his body.
But the big hole in his chest that was continuously flowing with black blood could not be repaired.
"Damn it! That bitch dared to ambush me!" The Lonely Demon King held his chest and glared at the red fox fairy in the distance.
However, at this moment, a figure appeared in the sight of the Lonely Demon King, An Lin came!
Holding a golden glazed long sword, An Lin leaped quickly.
At this moment, he is a sword fairy!
"Take my sword and cut the sky apart!"
An Lin roared, and the golden long sword slashed at the Lonely Demon King angrily.
Slash openly!
The Lonesome Demon King was startled and quickly avoided.
"Boom!" The long sword split the ground into a gully that was ten feet long.
that's all? The Lonesome Demon King blinked his eyes, isn't this Nima just an ordinary split!
After failing to score a single blow, An Lin yelled again:
"Eat my sword, the sword breaks through the void!"
The golden glazed long sword turned its angle and slashed towards the Lonesome Demon King's waist.
"I'll go to Nima's sword to break through the void!"
The Lonesome Demon King roared, and directly blasted the long sword with his bronze-colored fist.
"Boom!"
The bronze-colored fist is several times harder than steel.
It collided with the long sword, and directly blasted a circular air wave that swept around.
An Lin was knocked back again and again by the huge force, almost unable to stand still.
"Sure enough, it's just an ordinary horizontal cut."
The Lonesome Demon King's face was gloomy, the muscles of his arms bulged, and his fists emitted a brown light.
"Come again!" An Lin yelled, raising his sword and slashing at the Lonesome Demon King again.
He shouted out the names of Niu Bishang Tian from his mouth, and the long sword collided with the body of the Lonely Demon King continuously, causing a loud bang.
The Lonely Demon King became more and more furious. This kid was only in the tenth stage of Dao Body, yet he dared to fight against him. This made him unbearable for the aloof!
If that's the case, it's fine, the key is that the kid still uses such a sloppy swordsmanship.
Yes, that kid's every move is a bad street swordsmanship, it's simply unsightly!
If it wasn't for the severe injury of the Lonely Demon King, how could it be this junior's turn to bully him like this
After resisting a few more moves, he finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Drink! Is it really easy to be bullied when I am a demon king!?"
The Lonesome Demon King shouted loudly, bursting out with all his strength, and punched in An Lin's direction.
"Boom!"
The terrifying force of the punch formed a wave of air, which shattered the ground within a radius of five feet of the Demon King. An Lin, who bore the brunt of the blow, was blown away by the punch, and the long sword was thrown out of his hand.
An Lin fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, then stood up again, and shouted, "Happy!"
Afterwards, he clenched his fists and rushed towards the Lonely Demon King again!
The Lonesome Demon King's eyes were wide open, just now that was a blow with all his strength!
Ordinary monks of the tenth stage of the Dao body would definitely be directly shocked to death if they received his punch hard.
And the monk in front of him, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, was still alive and well, and his aura had not weakened at all. What kind of freak is this!
The Lonely Demon King didn't know that after An Lin's body was tempered by the Divine Art of the Earth Lotus, his physical strength was already stronger than that of ordinary cultivators in the spiritual cultivation stage.
In addition, before that, he also swallowed the second-grade elixir "Xianji Good Fortune Pill" refined by Chang'e himself, and the vitality in his body was extremely full.
With extremely high physical strength and strong vitality, the punch just now did not pose much threat to An Lin!
An Lin fought against the Lonely Demon King again, this time he didn't use a sword, but fist to fist with the Lonely Demon King.
"Boom boom boom!"
The collision of the fists set off shocking waves, like bombs exploding, blasting the ground into deep pits.
The figures of An Lin and the Lonely Demon King flashed rapidly, you come and go.
At the beginning, it was still fist to fist, but after that, it was fist to flesh!
This is a duel between men, you punch me in the chest, I punch you in the stomach!
Just compare who has higher strength and defense.
Then... the Lonesome Demon King vomited blood again and again.
He was horrified in his heart, he didn't expect that An Lin's hand-to-hand combat in front of him was so much stronger than using a sword!
Not only the defense power is abnormally high, but the attack power is also extremely powerful.
The Lonesome Demon King was already seriously injured, but this time, his wounds were torn apart, and the damage he suffered was obviously more!
He felt that he couldn't fight like this anymore, otherwise he might really be defeated by this little cultivator of the tenth stage of the Dao Body.
Magic Dragon Shadow Fist!
A black long dragon suddenly wrapped around the thick arm of the Lonesome Demon King. With a terrifying fist, it turned into afterimage fist winds, covering An Lin's whole body, making him impossible to hide!
An Lin closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his eyes turned white.
Divine Appraisal Technique—Activate!
Defect analysis...
An Lin's fist moved out, with the momentum of breaking the wind, covering the golden glow of Shaking Mountain Fist.
The golden fist pierced through the fist shadows, took advantage of an opening, and hit the Lonesome Demon King's waist with one punch!
"Boom!"
The terrifying force carried by the fist bent the Lonesome Demon King's body into a C shape.
"Ah!" He screamed, and then his body flew into the distance like a cannonball.
It was not until a mound was knocked flat that the body stopped casting.
The Lonely Demon King kept vomiting blood on the ground, his whole body trembling, and his face was full of disbelief: "How is it possible... my Demon Dragon Miying Fist was broken by a monk of the tenth stage of the Dao Body?"
After a fierce battle, An Lin was also a little tired.
"Sword!"
He shouted loudly, and the golden glazed long sword flew into his hand again, and then walked towards the Demon King step by step.
"Thank you." An Lin said.
Lonely Demon King: "???"
An Lin: "It's been a long time since I had such a hearty battle. You let me fully understand my own strength, so I will give you a dignified death!"
The Lonely Demon King finally understood...
He understood why An Lin used third-rate swordsmanship to fight him in the first place; understood why he chose to fight him with bare hands after that; understood why he was able to win by surprise after he used his ultimate move.
It turns out... From the very beginning, he was a training partner...
"Pfft!" The Lonely Demon King was so angry that he spat out blood again.
He had never felt so humiliated.
A majestic demon king was reduced to being a training partner for a cultivator of the tenth stage of the Dao body, and was played around by a little cultivator...
How could he, who was so lonely, bear this kind of thing happening to him!
"I'm fighting with you!"
The Lonely Demon King roared, and directly activated the supernatural power that overdraws his life - the Purple Thunder Demon Spear!
In front of him, a brilliant purple thunder burst out suddenly, and then condensed into a spear made of purple thunder.
An extremely dangerous feeling enveloped An Lin's whole body.
This blow is very dangerous!
However, when he looked at the thunder spear emitting terrifying fluctuations, he suddenly had a clear understanding.
"Go, penetrate his body!"
The Lonely Demon King roared, this will be his final blow, giving him all his strength and hope.
With this blow, even a cultivator in the nurturing stage can kill with one move!
"Whoosh!"
The Purple Thunder Demon Spear stabbed towards An Lin with unparalleled power, extremely fast, within the blink of an eye!
But An Lin stretched out a finger...
Suddenly, the Purple Thunder Demon Spear stopped in front of An Lin, unable to advance an inch!
The Lonesome Demon King's pupils shrank, his face full of disbelief, how could this be possible!
An Lin smiled faintly. He was grateful to the Lonesome Demon King, so he didn't want him to die in an unclear manner, so he explained: "This is my Lightning Pulling Technique, which is a fairy spirit derived from the Taoist Lightning Technique. technique. Theoretically speaking, it can pull all lightning... "
When the Lonely Demon King heard these words, his heart twitched, his lips twitched, his expression was full of despair, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence:
"You...you hang up..."
"This partner, I'm not good enough, can I...?"
An Lin shook his head, and said solemnly: "Do things from the beginning to the end!"
After finishing speaking, he flicked his fingertips, and the lightning of the Purple Thunder Demon Spear began to follow the instructions, wrapping around his long sword very neatly and nimbly.
Then, he quickly rushed towards the lonely demon king, with the long sword in his hand, Zilei Dasheng, and shouted loudly:
"Eat my sword, Purple Thunder Excalibur!"
It is still the original Zilei formula, but it has a different taste.
The Lonesome Demon King watched the purple thunder sword slash, tears rolled in his eyeballs.
"Boom!"
The purple thunder sword fell on the body of the lonely and arrogant demon king, and the sky and the earth exploded, like the roar of the nine-day mysterious thunder.
The terrifying thunder directly split the Demon King's body into coke!
An Lin shook his sword light gracefully, and turned his back to the Lonely Demon King:
"This is really a close battle..."
"However, in the end, I, Anlin Sword Immortal, won."
(end of this chapter)