Feng Luochen's sword control skills brought back Ling Wu'an's dusty memory. Ling Wu'an's face was filled with uncertainty. The defeat that year was something he would never forget. If he hadn't been accidentally defeated back then, how could he have been unwilling and chosen to fall into the devil's path?
Ling Wu'an is not a native of the demon world, he is actually a human race at heart. All the events back then made it difficult for him to calm down. After falling into the devil's path, his temperament changed drastically, and he even committed many murders.
Back then, he was proud of his cultivation, but in the end he lost half of his moves because of his sword control skills. If it weren't for this sword-controlling skill, he might have become the head of Tianjian Sect long ago. If he became the leader, Tianjian Sect might not be destroyed.
Ling Wu'an's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Whenever he thinks about the past, the anger in his heart will always rise. The inner demon also took a fancy to this point back then. That's why he accepted Ling Wu'ai as his disciple and taught him how to control the power of rage.
Not to mention that Ling Wu'an was reminiscing about his past. At this time, Feng Luochen had already defeated Patriarch Yulong. Although Yulong Patriarch's cultivation is strong, he cannot resist the wonder of this sword-controlling technique. What's more, Feng Luochen's sword moves are much better than the Jade Dragon Sword Sect's unique skills.
The battle situation in the field was changing rapidly, and the Jade Dragon Ancestor's forehead was already covered with sweat. His moves were messy, and he was even more tired of parrying Feng Luochen's attacks. On the other hand, Feng Luochen became more courageous as he fought. As he drew his sword, many new sword marks were added to Patriarch Yulong's body.
After the Jade Dragon Ancestor fought for a long time, it was inevitable that he would make mistakes while busy. He accidentally opened the door in his chest. Feng Luochen's heart goes as he pleases, and the sword comes from his heart. I saw him using the Chixiao Sword to hold a beautiful sword flower. He swung his sword in the air, and the long sword pointed directly at the flaw in the Jade Dragon Ancestor's chest.
Seeing this extremely sharp sword, the Jade Dragon Ancestor suddenly felt like he was dying, and he quickly pulled away and flew back. But he retreated quickly, but Feng Luochen's sword was even faster. Seeing the Chixiao Sword, it was about to stab him in the chest. Ancestor Jade Dragon's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent.
As the murderous intention emerged in the eyes of Yulong Ancestor. An extremely powerful force suddenly burst out from his body. Feng Luochen smiled slightly, as if he had already guessed everything that would happen. His sword moves seemed to be moving forward, but at the critical moment, he chose to withdraw his sword and retreat.
At this time, the Jade Dragon Patriarch chose to unlock the cultivation he had suppressed. The power he had exploded in just a moment had definitely reached the level of peerless realm. It's just that his prepared attack failed to achieve any success because of Feng Luochen's timely retreat.
"You old man, how shameless are you? Just now you used the power beyond the Taoist realm to stop the invasion of Wanjian. Now you use the power beyond the Taoist realm to attack brother Luo Chen. Since you are so thick-skinned, and Why do you have to be so sanctimonious and suppress your own cultivation to the ninth level of the Taoist realm?"
Facing Long Yimeng's abuse, Yulong Ancestor did not say a word. There was no way he could avoid Feng Luochen's sword blow just now. If he didn't use the power beyond the Dao realm, he might have died under that sword.
"I asked you to suppress your cultivation to the realm of Taoism. You old man, do you think what I said is fart?"
At this moment, Ling Wu'an let out an angry shout. Ancestor Jade Dragon suddenly lost his soul. He could no longer care about anything else and hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power and rushed out of the ice chamber.
Patriarch Yulong went against Ling Wu'an's wishes and used the power beyond the realm of Taoism. This moody and angry demon will definitely punish him. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it is better to leave as soon as possible.
I saw the Jade Dragon Ancestor spitting out a large mouthful of blood. An extremely strong aura erupted from his body. At this time, he activated the secret technique and even gained a brief burst of spiritual power at the cost of serious injuries. Now he can be short-lived and possess the power of the sixth level of the Peerless Realm.
"Pathetic ant, even if you activate the secret method, what's the use? Hum, if I want you to die, you will never survive."
A cold snort came from behind the Jade Dragon Ancestor. Before he could run out more than three feet, he seemed to be stuck in a mire. Unexpectedly, the power of the sixth level of peerless realm was still vulnerable to Ling Wu'an. Even if he wanted to run, he couldn't.
Ancestor Jade Dragon was already heartbroken. He felt as if there were two big mountains pressing on his shoulders. At this moment, a black flame suddenly surged out of his dantian. And this black flame rushed into his seven meridians and eight meridians.
The black flame has the power to burn all things. It continued to burn the meridians and flesh of the Jade Dragon Ancestor. The only remaining veteran of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect is a super strong man who has reached the third level of peerless realm. In the end, he was burned to ashes in full view of the public.
All of this is naturally the work of the furious demon god Ling Wu'ai. He used the furious demonic fire to erode the Jade Dragon Patriarch's Dantian and burn it to ashes. Unexpectedly, he had been sealed for tens of thousands of years, and even though he had lost a lot of power, he could still have such powerful abilities.
Ling Wu'an was already in a bad mood as he recalled all the past events. The Jade Dragon Patriarch went against his wishes and naturally hit the muzzle of the gun. Seeing the miserable state of Ancestor Jade Dragon, everyone was silent. If the powerful men from the third level of the Peerless Realm are like this, how can they resist?
At this moment, a trace of anger suddenly appeared in Ling Wu'an's eyes. All the past events made it difficult for him to calm down. After killing the Jade Dragon Patriarch, he unintentionally inspired the demonic nature in his heart.
"What a master of sword control. I didn't expect that tens of thousands of years later, you would let me lose again. No, I won't lose. I will never lose this time."
A trace of blood-red light appeared in Ling Wu'an's eyes. When he looked at Feng Luochen, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. Because of his skill with the sword, Feng Luochen turned defeat into victory. Tens of thousands of years ago, it was precisely because of this sword-controlling technique that Ling Wu'an missed the chance to become the head of Tianjian Sect.
"Since I have become a demon, why should I care about my old relationship? It was precisely because I cared about my old relationship that I was sealed for tens of thousands of years. Hahaha, I am no longer a disciple of the Tianjian Sect. You have obtained the inheritance of the Tianjian Sect. , what does it have to do with me?"
Ling Wu'ai looked up to the sky and smiled, and his heart was filled with rage. He was able to learn the power of rage only after his inner demon taught him magic skills. At this time, the power of rage also exploded in his body.
Ling Wu'ai can control the minds of others with the illusion of rage. Little did he know that he himself was the one who was most poisoned by the power of rage. Recalling all the past events, he wanted to completely destroy everything in front of him.
Following Ling Wu'an's angry shout, the surviving Jade Dragon Sword Sect disciples around them all turned into a ball of blood mist. Their cultivation is still shallow, how can they withstand the wrath of the devil? At this time, the only survivors in the field were Feng Luochen, Long Yimeng, and the seriously injured Shen Cangsong.
"Boy, even if you get the inheritance of Tianjian Sect, I will kill you today. It is because of you people who want to get the inheritance that the Tianjian Sect will die. And I am a devil, All other creatures in the six realms are my enemies."
Ling Wu'ai looked at Feng Luochen, his eyes were full of murderous secrets. When Feng Luochen saw this, he immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. At this time, how could he be the opponent of the angry demon? Even though Ling Wu'an is still unable to exert his strength in the realm of gods and demons. But if the other party wants to kill him, it will be absolutely easy.
"Brother Luo Chen."
Long Yimeng rushed forward and blocked Feng Luochen. No matter how powerful Ling Wu'an is, she will share life and death with Feng Luochen. Since the two expressed their feelings for each other, no matter what difficulties and obstacles they encounter, they can no longer be separated. Live, live together. If we die, we will die together.
"I didn't expect that there could be such a deep relationship between the human race and the demon race. Since you are determined to live and die together, then I will help you."
Ling Wu'an smiled coldly, and a blood-red light flashed in his eyes. He flicked his sleeves slightly, and a blood-red sword energy roared towards Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng.
"When you reach the ultimate level of swordsmanship, you will no longer be stuck in things. Unexpectedly, this angry demon can actually use his own sword heart to stimulate the sword energy to hurt the enemy. Today's situation seems to be difficult to improve."
Looking at this blood-red sword energy, Feng Luochen's face was also extremely solemn. The power of this sword energy has definitely reached the peak of Tianzun Realm. With the current strength of him and Long Yimeng, they are simply unstoppable.
Feng Luochen sighed slightly, it seemed that he was going to die here today. At this moment, a soft little hand reached into his palm. Feng Luochen turned around and saw Long Yimeng looking at him tenderly.
There was no fear in Long Yimeng's eyes. Being able to be with Feng Luochen is her greatest happiness. Holding Long Yimeng's little hand, Feng Luochen also felt heroic. Even if I die today, it would be a worthwhile life to have the one I love by my side.
"Wu Hao, why are you still so stubborn? Do you want your adoptive father's inheritance to be cut off in your hands?"
At this critical moment, a long voice came from my ears. This voice seemed to contain endless vicissitudes of life. I saw the Heavenly Sword on the side suddenly flying in front of Feng Luochen. The Heavenly Sword's blade rotated rapidly, blocking the fatal blow.
When he heard this voice, Ling Wu'an's body also trembled slightly. He looked at the Heavenly Sword floating in front of him in disbelief. I saw a stream of light pouring out from the Heavenly Sword, and a tall and straight light and shadow slowly condensed in front of everyone.
This is a middle-aged man wearing a green shirt. He has a face like a crown jewel and has a short beard. There was a trace of unruliness on his handsome face. And his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life. This person is the man in green shirt sitting cross-legged on the ice coffin. And he is the Heavenly Swordsman that Ling Wu'an talks about - Ling Wuxin.
