Marquis of Grand Xia

Chapter 1294: The first sword in the world

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Primitive Demon Realm, North Pole, Green Pine Forest, Ning Chen shot, the sword opened the hell road.

The blood splattered all over the sky, dyed the red pine forest, the king died, and the soul returned to heaven and earth.

The sudden change, Xiao Hulu was startled, and immediately flew onto Ning Chen's shoulder and hid.

After a few breaths, figures appeared one after another in the sky above the green pine forest, Wang Wei filled the air, and all escape routes were blocked.

In the green pine forest, Ning Chen walked alone, blood dripping from the ghost sword in his hand, dyeing the snowy road along the way.

"kill!"

With an order, all sides of the Green Pine Forest, the figures of the demon kings swept over, and their murderous intentions were revealed.

When the murderous intention arrived, Ning Chen's expression did not change, the ghost sword moved, one sword after another, simple and ruthless.

The spear is broken, the battle is broken, and the six reincarnations are all invincible.

Under the siege of the demons, Ning Chen's footsteps still did not stagnate in the slightest.

In the ancestral land of the demons, the Demon Emperor Kun Yi stared at the north with murderous intent in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that even you couldn't kill him."

"The strength of the Thirteenth Son has exceeded our expectations." Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign opened his eyes and said solemnly.

"Having such combat power before entering the Emperor's Way reminds me of Jiuyou back then." Kun Yi Demon Emperor said condensedly.

"The only good news is that this son can't maintain the imperial level combat power for a long time. Now his body is severely injured. As long as he is surrounded and suppressed by heavy troops, he will definitely be killed." Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign said coldly.

Around the green pine forest, the army of the demons is increasing, and the endless powerhouses swept in, besieging the thirteen princes of the demons.

"Boom!"

At this moment, in the center of the Green Pine Forest, the bell rang, one after another, echoing thousands of miles.

"This is?"

In the void, the breath of the demons stagnated at the same time, and the headache was splitting.

"Shh!"

At the moment when the bell rang, in the void, a sword light pierced through the sky, directly slashing the bodies of ten demons with one sword.

The broken blood bones fell from the sky, and quickly turned into blood rain in the sound of the bell, and the sky was foggy.

In the green pine forest, the demon body of knowing fate walking alone, with the Eastern Emperor Bell on his head, holding the ghost sword six-path reincarnation, one step at a time, murderous aura.

"East Emperor Bell!"

In the ancestral land of Heaven and Demons, the Seven Luminaries Demon Emperor's expression sank, and it was this bell, why the treasure of the Eastern Immortal Realm was in the hands of Thirteen Sons.

"Let the Scale Emperor take action." The Seven Luminaries Demon Emperor said solemnly.

"No."

Demon Emperor Kun Yi directly denied, "Jiuyou has already left the imperial city. Once the Scale Emperor takes action, Jiuyou will definitely not sit back and ignore it. At that time, with Jiuyou protecting each other, no one will be able to kill this son."

Hearing the words, the Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign's face became heavier and he said, "What do you think, brother?"

"Let Xuanqi come back, the world's number one sword in my original demonic realm is also not inferior to others." Kunyi Demon Sovereign said lightly.

"clear."

The Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign nodded lightly, Xuan Qi's cultivation base was infinitely close to the emperor's way, and coupled with the unparalleled swordsmanship cultivation in the world, it was enough to suppress the seriously injured thirteen sons.

Out of the sky, in the Hongluan Star Territory, in front of the Demon Camp, the void stirred, and an illusory figure walked out, and the Demon Sovereign ordered the present, flying towards the fourth Prince of the Demons ahead.

Xuan Qi stopped and took the Demon Emperor's order, his expression condensed slightly.

Thirteen sons? It's him again!

"Asura, I'll go back."

Xuan Qi glanced at the Demon God of War not far away and said.

"kindness."

Asura nodded and said, "Be careful."

Xuan Qi nodded, didn't say more, and left with his sword.

Primitive Demon Realm, over the five continents, silhouettes galloped past, swept toward the extreme north.

All the kings of the world came out together, and joined forces to go north for the thirteenth prince of Heaven Punisher.

In the extreme north, in the boundless green pine forest, Ning Chen went all the way east, and the snowy road behind him was stained with blood.

In the sky above the Eastern Continent, King Jinguang looked at the north, his expression full of murderous intent.

"You stay here."

King Jinguang glanced at the kings behind him, stepped into the air, and headed north.

In the northern polar region, above the green pine forest, the golden light stretches for 30,000 miles.

In the green pine forest, Ning Chen raised his head and looked at the woman who was swiftly approaching from a distance. He swung a sword and greeted the enemy.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles, 100,000 miles... The sword light galloped past, traversing the void, and slashed at King Jinguang.

Over the endless ocean, King Jinguang snorted coldly, condensing his energy with his slender hands, shaking the sword light of ten thousand feet.

The two kings confronted again, spanning a very far space and time, King Jinguang blocked the next sword, the figure did not stop, he poured his energy into his palm, and a palm shot out.

With a strong reply, the sky shook for a hundred thousand miles. In the green pine forest, Ning Chen raised his head and stepped on his feet. Snowflakes filled the sky all over his body, turning into a huge white snow dragon and galloping out.

The dragon roared for nine days, the power swallowed the sky and the earth, the golden light magic power and the Qihuang secret technique collided, and the situation in the nine heavens changed dramatically.

The clash of extreme martial arts, separated by millions of miles, was shocking.

The unstoppable thirteenth prince of Tianmo, one person and one sword, is invincible in the world.

In the east, the morning sun rises high and gradually goes west.

The slaughter in the green pine forest continued, and the kings joined forces to frantically block the pace of Zhiming.

"Shh!"

The sword light broke through the air, and thousands of green pines were directly cut in half.

In the southern sky, when the sun is high, in the green pine forest, the golden light is prosperous, the golden light king appears, the slender hand condenses the essence, and the great palm emerges again.

Astonishingly cultivated, half-body entered the Dao, golden light palms descended, and the entire northern polar region shook violently.

With a loud bang, the devil's palm snapped, and a huge palm print appeared on the ground, extending for hundreds of miles, without any grass growing.

The snow waves dissipated, and in the center of the palm print, eight dragons roared, protecting the body of fate.

After the palm of his hand, Ning Chen smashed the earth with one foot, and eight dragons rose up into the sky, the dragon roared into the sky, and slammed into the King of Golden Light in the sky.

"Golden Light Demon!"

King Jinguang raised his hand, and the golden light all over his body was extremely prosperous.

The eight dragons shook the golden light, and the violent vibration resounded in all directions. Below, Ning Chen's figure rose into the sky, slashed with a sword, and the whole sky burst open.

In the void, the two kings' ultimate moves were constantly colliding, and the terrifying aftermath swayed in circles.

The powerhouses confronted each other, and they made judgments, and Zhiming, who was seriously injured, was vaguely half way behind.

The eight dragons shattered and converged into one, Ning Chen stepped on the dragon's head, turned his left hand over, and slammed his palm toward the Eastern Emperor Bell in the sky.

"Boom!"

The fairy bell rang, and the sound of the bell spread rapidly, like a flood, spreading thousands of miles away.

The impact of the bell, King Jinguang only felt sharp pain in both ears, his figure staggered, and the magic energy around his body scattered sharply.

In an instant, Ning Chen's figure swiftly passed by, his sword pointed at Ning Yuan, and he broke into the sea of qi in the dantian of the king ahead.

"Uh!"

Sword Qi entered his body, King Jinguang groaned, and the sea of Qi surged up sharply.

The situation was reversed, and the ghost sword Guanghua in Ning Chen's hand shot up to the sky, slashing down with one sword, mercilessly.

Crisis added, King Jinguang made a desperate move to save his life, and a huge demon appeared to protect himself.

With a loud bang, the sword light broke the demon, the terrifying impact swayed, and the figure of King Jinguang fell from the sky, smashing into the ground.

In the sky, the giant dragon roared and swooped down. At this moment, the kings from all sides of the green pine forest came to besieged and killed again.

Above the giant dragon, Ning Chen's figure stopped, looking at the surrounding demon kings, the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more fiery.

"Nirvana."

Among the kings, the ghost sword in Ning Chen's hand turned, and thousands of sword lights shot up into the sky, criss-crossing each other, magnificent and unparalleled.

The world-shattering sword is so powerful that it can smash the sky and the sea, and traverse the void of thousands of miles.

"boom!"

The violent collision sounded, and the swords shook the demons, and the shocking aftermath struck, and the demons slammed back and flew out a hundred meters.

The momentum of the siege was broken, and above the dragon head, Ning Chen continued to travel east, his sword was stained with blood, like a god of war.

At the same time, in the sky above the Eastern Continent, in front of the passage between the two realms, the demonic energy was surging, and the amazing sword pressure filled the air.

In front, all the demons felt it, and their expressions were all shocked. They looked back at the rear space passage and immediately moved out of the way.

The next moment, in the passage between the two realms, a ghostly figure walked out slowly, sword light lingered around his body, and Wang Wei was earth-shattering.

The strongest king in the world, the first sword of the demons, for the sake of Zhu Zhiming, he returned to the original demon realm.

"See the Fourth Prince."

In front of the passage between the two borders, the kings saluted and said respectfully.

"Keep it here."

Xuan Qi said lightly, and then his figure flashed past and hurried northward.

The fourth prince of the demons appeared, in the extreme north, above the green pine forest, Ning Chen felt it, looked at the eastern sky, his expression condensed.

A million miles apart, the two kings looked at each other, and the sword intent rose endlessly.

The two kings are about to meet, and the seven emperors look at the north with different expressions.

In the holy place of the Wu clan, on the central altar, the emperor of the Wu clan stood silently, and a condensed color flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Next, is the real killer move.

After all, the battle strength of the imperial road is not its normal state. How to deal with the murderous intentions of the Demon Imperial Family when the strength cannot be fully exerted is the key.

Just as the Witch-Emperor was contemplating, the sky above the central altar was filled with surging demonic energy.

The Wu Emperor felt it, looked back at the Demon King in the void, and said, "Could it be that the Nine Serenity Demon Emperor didn't help his disciples?"

"In the end, he has to walk his own way."

Jiuyou Demon Sovereign said calmly, "As long as the Sovereign Emperor does not take action, I will not help him either."

"Xuanqi's shot, with his current state, the odds of winning are very low." Wu Huang reminded.

"To live is luck, to die is fate." Jiuyou Demon Emperor said indifferently.

"The Demon Sovereign is truly a cruel person." Wu Sovereign said condensedly.

"He is my Jiuyou's disciple, so he has to do what ordinary people can't do." Jiuyou Demon Sovereign said calmly.

On the altar, the Wuhuang heard what the former said, his eyes narrowed slightly, the Jiuyou Demon Emperor is really an ordinary person.

In the extreme north, above the green pine forest, Zhiming, who broke out of the siege, hurried eastward on a giant dragon.

At the same time, over the Eastern Continent, Xuan Qi traveled northward, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The strongest two kings, the top swordsmen of the human and demon races, will eventually meet head-on.

"Swordsmanship"

"Burning Heart"

A million miles apart, the two of them shot at the same time, and the sword light shot out of the sky. There was a loud bang, and above the sky, the two swords collided, and the aftermath roared for tens of thousands of miles.