"Jie Jie Jie!"
"Even the younger generation dares to claim to be invincible in front of me!"
Hearing Ning Fan's words, the Holy Demon Ancestor sneered, his cold bloody eyes filled with cold contempt.
"Really? Look at this sword!"
In response to this, Ning Fan showed no expression, then drew his sword and struck!
Boom!
As the sword was slashed out, a shocking sword energy swept out from in front of him, as bright and dazzling as the Milky Way. At the same time, a huge and incomparable sword power seemed to fall from the nine heavens, turning into an invisible object. The big hand directly suppressed the million blood demons that rushed towards him.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang... When the sword energy swept across, the suppressed blood demons began to melt in large areas like snow meeting boiling oil.
Hundred heads!
Thousand heads!
Ten thousand!
One hundred thousand heads!
…
An instant later, when the endless sword light faded away, the million blood demons that were roaring just now had completely disappeared from the world.
With one sword, millions of blood demons were wiped out!
"ah!"
"The power of heaven and earth!"
"You...you are the Martial Saint!!"
Seeing Ning Fan's sword, the sneer and contempt on the face of the Holy Demon Ancestor suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by a kind of uncontrollable horror and fear!
The power of heaven and earth!
This sword actually carries the power of heaven and earth that only a martial saint can control!
Thousands of years ago, on the day when the Holy Demon Sect was destroyed, he had experienced this despairing power from Patriarch Taixuan.
Now, after thousands of years, he actually felt this power from this sword again.
"What!"
"Martial...Martial Saint!"
"Oh my God! Ning Fan is actually a Martial Saint!"
"..."
When they heard the roar of the Holy Demon Ancestor, the entire Taixuan Holy Land was completely shocked. They were all dumbfounded, and their expressions were more exaggerated than the last!
Especially the Empress Luo Qingxian, a pair of beautiful eyes burst out with a strong brilliance, and her pretty face was full of disbelief.
Originally, Ning Fan's identity as the Unknown Sword Immortal was surprising enough, but what was even more shocking was that Ning Fan was actually the legendary Martial Saint!
Martial Saint!
This part of the world has not been reached by anyone for thousands of years!
Even the Holy Demon Ancestor, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, is still one step away from the Martial Saint Capital.
How old is Ning Fan? He is less than thirty years old, but he is already a legendary martial saint!
This simply subverted their previous world view!
"Haha, now that you know it, let's go on the road with peace of mind!"
At this time, Ning Fan smiled coldly, and then the ancestor of the pilgrim demon struck out with a sword!
boom!
As soon as the sword came out, the terrifying power of heaven and earth directly suppressed the Holy Demon Ancestor, making the latter feel as if he had fallen into the ice cave of death.
"ah!"
"No!"
Feeling this scene, the Holy Demon Ancestor looked up to the sky and screamed.
This moment seemed to take him back to the day when the Holy Demon Sect was destroyed thousands of years ago.
Feeling powerless!
Feeling of despair!
Sense of death!
Thousands of years ago, he was only one step away from becoming a Martial Saint, but he was beaten by Patriarch Taixuan until his body collapsed and his soul was separated.
Now, thousands of years later, he came back, but encountered the same situation again!
This scene, like a reincarnation, is his fate!
"No, no, no! I don't accept it! Thousands of years ago, Taixuan old man cut off my Martial Saint Road. I have managed to survive until now, and I will soon be able to set foot on the Martial Saint Road that I dreamed of again. How can I die here? I can't die. !”
The Holy Demon Ancestor roared repeatedly, as if he was going crazy, and endless demonic intent arose in his blood pupils.
Boom boom boom...
At this moment, the body formed by the blood pool of the holy demon is trembling violently, the holy power transformed by the demonic energy is surging crazily, and the holy soul condensed by thousands of blood souls is erupting to the extreme!
"break!"
"break!"
"break!"
"Break it on me!"
At this moment, the Holy Demon Ancestor roared hysterically, the power of the Three Saints boiled, and the monstrous demonic energy surged out of his body, as if he transformed into a tall demonic figure behind him.
At this moment, the Holy Demon Ancestor devoted everything he had just to break the reincarnation-like fate.
Buzz!
Suddenly, with this near-desperate outbreak, the Holy Demon Ancestor suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in his mind as he parted the dark clouds and saw the bright moon.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, the boiling power of the Three Saints was completely sublimated at this moment, and a sudden change occurred all over his body. A wave of unprecedented terrifying power began to fill the limbs and bones of the Holy Demon Ancestor.
"This...Martial Saint!"
"I have embarked on the Avenue of Martial Saints!!"
"Jiejie...Jiejiejie...Jiejiejiejiejie..."
Feeling this scene, the Holy Demon Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed crazily, and his laughter was filled with a sense of survival from a desperate situation!
"not good!"
"Oops!"
"The Holy Demon Ancestor actually broke through!"
"..."
Seeing this sudden change, the faces of the people in Taixuan Holy Land changed drastically.
I never expected that the ancestor of the Holy Demon who was supposed to die would actually take the last step under the pressure of life and death and become a Martial Saint in one fell swoop!
This made the originally stable situation suddenly become unpredictable.
"Hey, have you broken through the Martial Saint? Then you are barely qualified for me to use my full strength!"
Seeing this, Ning Fan raised his sword eyebrows, and a hint of fighting spirit rose between his eyebrows.
boom!
In an instant, he used all his strength, and the sword energy suddenly bloomed like a silver waterfall, and in a vast area, the Pilgrim Demon Ancestor swept down!
"Jie Jie Jie! Now that we are both Martial Saints, there is no guarantee who will win!"
At this moment, after being promoted to the coveted Martial Saint Realm, the Saint Demon Ancestor's face was filled with unprecedented confidence.
boom!
He took a step forward, and with a punch, the endless power of heaven and earth suddenly gathered like a tide, and immediately condensed a bloody fist mark, which exploded towards the sword energy.
"I have accumulated for thousands of years and have a solid foundation. Now that I have become a saint, how can I be compared to you, a junior in the future, break it for me!"
The Holy Demon Ancestor laughed wildly, and violently blasted the sword energy with the bloody fist seal!
Boom!
Above the void, the sword energy and fist seals collided together like meteors in the galaxy, and suddenly let out a thunderous roar.
However, the next moment, the eyes of the Holy Demon Ancestor suddenly shrank and his laughter stopped abruptly!
The vast sword energy destroyed the bloody fist seal he blasted out almost instantly. Then the sword energy slashed down in the air, and the feeling of death that fell into the ice cave enveloped him again, even worse than before. Be rich.
"No!"
"impossible!"
At this moment, the Holy Demon Ancestor was simply crazy!
He is now a genuine Martial Saint, but he still can't get rid of the feeling of death that the sword energy brings to him!
boom!
However, no longer allowed him to think too much, the sword energy was like a waterfall of the Milky Way, a vast expanse of white, directly engulfing his figure.
ah!
In the endless sword waterfall, amid an extremely shrill scream, the body, soul, and soul of the Holy Demon Ancestor immediately collapsed... In a blink of an eye, the Holy Demon Ancestor's figure had disappeared, leaving only a stream of blood on the spot. fog.
The ancestor of the Holy Demon is destroyed!
"Is it all gone with just one sword? This Martial Saint realm is weaker than I thought!"
Seeing that the Holy Demon Ancestor was gone with one sword blow, Ning Fan frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
You must know that he has never tested his strength properly since he has been practicing. He originally thought that he could fight with the Holy Demon Ancestor who broke through the Martial Saint. Who would have thought that even the Martial Saint would not be his enemy with one sword.
"Alas! The Empress has been in the palace for thirteen years, and only then did she realize that she was already invincible when she was born!"
Ning Fan sighed, his face full of invincible loneliness.
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