The Demon Realm only sent out one swordsman, so he naturally had the idea of the Demon Realm. There are also three giant demon gods in the Zhanyun Realm. The threat to the masters may be limited, but it is extremely effective against ordinary demon soldiers. There is no fear that the Demon Realm will suddenly send out their troops. .
The swordsman was only targeting ancient Buddhist temples, thus making his position clear.
This is the grudge between the demon world and Buddhism.
Because of this, the swordsman would injure but not kill someone from the Zhanyun Realm when fighting against him. The Fengzuo from the Zhanyun Realm did not take action against him, to prevent the Demon Realm from learning more specific information.
After all, once the two sides engage in a large-scale war, they will be the first to bear the brunt due to their geographical location.
What is virtual is real, what is real is virtual.
Yuyu Tianjiao has already acted as a deterrent.
Although Luo Hou was in Tiandu, he saw these things clearly.
Based on his many years of understanding of the Demon Clan, it stands to reason that they should not be so cautious. It is the Demon Clan's style to take action first when faced with an undecided situation. The Demon Clan seems to be afraid of something if they are taking steps now.
In other words, a large-scale war would do more harm than good to the demons, which is why Xuandianian took action to express his position.
The ancient temple in Xiwulin was destroyed, and the lives of the people under its rule would also be affected. During this period, Tiandu was responsible for these things, because the Buddhist side was not only rectifying internally, but was also actively preparing for war.
This move even pushed Tiandu from the side and accelerated the unification of Xiwulin to a certain extent, but this was not necessarily a good thing.
Unifying too quickly will lead to internal instability. Even if Tiandu can cultivate talents from within, it has official schools, but it cannot provide so many people for grassroots management at once.
Especially after Huaisheng Qi'ao and others leave, the current situation will become more complicated.
It can be seen that the demon world has a much deeper understanding of Xiwulin than most people think. Zhen Wushang went out this time not just to discuss swords, but also to represent Tiandu's attitude.
Jun Fengqing also understood this. What he and Luo Hou said meant that he wanted to ask someone to respond.
After all, he's really not good at fighting.
This resulted in his sense of smell in related aspects being somewhat worse than that of people like Luo Hou and Huaisheng Qiao. It was purely due to his different abilities and had little to do with his personal ability.
The answer she received made Jun Fengqing relieved.
Luo Hou could speak normally in the past, but when most people around him often spoke abnormally, and his own reading volume was also increasing, this caused him to occasionally speak in a roundabout way.
Jun Fengqing is very happy to see this. He is afraid that when Ning Yuan and the others return to the Four Realms in the future, he himself will also go back to a fortune. By then, the eldest brother without help will be unable to manage Tiandu due to lack of ability. This is completely Something that could happen.
Therefore, without affecting his practice, Jun Fengqing would often change his methods to give a certain Tiandu Martial Lord some strength.
It's a pity that I couldn't dig out the junior brother called Lonely Marquis.
Otherwise, things would be much easier. With my eldest brother's character, even if he has read a lot of books, he will still easily suffer if there is no wise man around him.
…………
In the endless desert, undulating sand dunes can be seen everywhere. The yellow sand dances with the wind, forming ripples of different shades on the ground. The setting sun at the end of the sight sticks to the ridges of the desert, making the earth dim. Gloomy, with a layer of deep red.
The ripples on the sand suddenly solidified, and a man, holding a sword and stepping on the yellow sand, walked slowly from the sky.
Suddenly.
"The tired and humble scholar's heart relies on the bright spring, and he hears the sound of the waves lapping at the shore; the long front dances drunkenly, and the wind sings with joy for thousands of years."
Pieces of flying snow were falling, and amid the faint sound of poetry, another figure also stepped onto this land.
The sun sets in the west, the crimson color on the earth fades away, and the rising slanting moon reflects the coldness on the ground.
The heart is restless, and the sword is clanking.
"Your sword has reached its peak. If you can't see through it with your eyes, you will only be looking back in this life, and there will be no future."
Looking at the swordsman wearing a red mask, Zhen Wushang put his right hand on the hilt of the Mo sword and spoke very calmly.
However, the answer I received was—
"Rugged hell bones, Dou Zun Demon Phase·Skeleton Years!"
As soon as the words fell, the man drew his sword out of its sheath and started the battle. He didn't intend to say anything at all. He slashed out a sword energy, which together with Peiran's demonic energy created a sky-wide sandstorm.
"Ink sword and iron saliva, listening to the wind for thousands of years have caused no harm."
Passing the gap, the sword weaves reaches a beautiful killing place, the colors of the sky and the earth change, and the surrounding world seems to be trapped in an ink illusion.
With the movement of fortune-telling, the aura of sorrow and finality from heaven and earth manifests itself. Before Shi Wushang can make a move, the sword intention of finality spreads out and will take away people's will to live first.
The two figures rushed out at the same time, and the spreading meaning of the end collided with the oncoming concept of death.
Swords and weapons clashed, bodies intertwined.
The ink sword iron saliva and the rugged hell bone blade kept clashing, and hundreds of moves were made in the blink of an eye. Amid the rolling black storm and the explosive roar, the two people entangled in the ink realm passed each other.
Immediately, I saw the two of them turning around at the same time, swinging their swords, and making moves.
clang!
The sword edges collided again, and the sword body shook violently, making a roaring sound.
"The confused sound of the sword will stop you here, and let this hearty battle mark the end of your swordsmanship."
"Can't understand!"
"If you can't calm down, you won't be able to see the beauty in the wind and snow."
"What a shame! I only trust my own sword!"
"Ten moves will determine your victory or defeat."
"snort!"
The skull and bones snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand suddenly moved, and the jagged hell bone was extended, and the strange-shaped sword pointed directly at Wu Shang's chest.
However, he saw that the swordsman did not dodge or dodge, flipping his wrists at the same time, raising the ink sword to block, spitting out his sword intent, forcing the attacking sword edge away, and then swept the sword out and slashed towards the opponent's throat.
I saw the old man's right arm sinking...
at this time!
The sword edge that Jie Wushang extended deflected slightly to avoid the hilt of the sword that hit him downwards. Then, he stepped forward and stabbed three points into his left shoulder.
In an instant, blood surged out like a fountain.
Shou Xunnian turned a blind eye to this, and immediately changed his moves, slashing his sword towards Ming Wushang's throat.
When there was no time to react, Jian Wushang leaned back quickly, and at the same time withdrew the ink sword. The rugged edge of the hell bone sword passed past his face, and the sharp light cut off a strand of silver hair.
Immediately, Zhen Wushang flicked his wrist, and the Mo sword stabbed at Shou Xunian's lower abdomen at an unimaginable angle, trying to break his Dantian.
Dou Zun Demon Phase dodged sideways.
laugh!
The edge of the Mo sword grazed the right side of his waist, tearing his clothes and leaving a scar.
All the moves and styles in the world are all described in a book of martial arts. Unless they are competing with each other, their lineage will hardly find a disadvantage in their moves when fighting externally.
Ding ding ding!
The swords exchanged several times, but they could not gain any advantage. The skeleton used the force of the shock to pull away and retreated to a distance of more than ten feet.
"The next move is the eighth move in this battle." Zhen Wushang reminded: "In the final sword realm, you have no chance of winning."
Today's Final Sword Realm is not a realm that ordinary people can understand. It is a realm that he has infused with his own sword intent. He uses his mind to create the realm, and then supplements it with the blessing of his heart and thoughts.
If you can't defeat him in this aspect, you can't break his sword realm.
(End of chapter)
