The Peng Niu Saint Monarch spewed out two clouds of white air from his pair of thick nostrils and spread out like thunder in the void.
The exploding white gas turned into a giant seal and suppressed Madara Chita and his group of fused monks.
The terrifying coercion of the Mahayana realm monster cultivator left Madara Chita and his party helpless to resist. They subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the strong wind in the void was like a pocket, shrinking tighter and tighter, even with the use of magic weapons. When it hits the void, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to stir up a few waves.
"My life is at stake!" The old man in the white-pointed hat sighed. If he had known this, he would have tried his best to keep all the Nightmare Demon Clan in the Dark Demon Tomb, so that he would not be in the current predicament. It's too late to regret, what can I do!
The other fused old monsters of the Red Scaled Demon Crocodile were all frightened at this time, but the only remaining Nightmare Demon Clan in the middle did not feel any abnormality at all, with a look of ecstasy on their faces. After attaining the Mahayana, his magical powers are so terrifying!
"A demon cultivator, claiming to be a holy king, yet takes action against a junior. You, a bull demon, are too out of character." At this time, a floating voice came from the distant sky.
Before he finished speaking, several sword auras surrounded him, forming a sword lotus in the void, and the petals of the sword lotus blossomed. The attack of Saint Lord Pengniu fell under the sword lotus and was invisible to the novice. The powerful wind from heaven and earth before was directly spread thousands of miles away.
"Unknown senior!" The red-scaled demon crocodile and others were all overjoyed. Unexpectedly, in this situation, the Mahayana sword cultivator arrived in time.
"Are you the Wuming Mahayana Sword Cultivator in the Red Moon Desert?" Saint Monarch Pengniu suddenly stood up from the monster. His aloof expression before became a little more solemn. As for the only remaining Nightmare monster clan below. The smile on his face completely solidified at this time.
"Exactly. Even the Mahayana realm demon cultivators have been dispatched. It seems that your demon clan has really serious plans for the Chaotic Demon Realm this time." The lotus clone nodded and talked to the Peng Niu Saint Lord from the air.
"Since the nameless Taoist friend knows about this, he should get out of the way. As far as I know, you are the only one who is in charge of the entire Chaotic Demon Realm right now. Your manpower is limited. Even if the nameless Taoist friend has magical powers, he will inevitably be used as a chariot. Disgusted!" Saint Lord Pengniu said in a voice.
As soon as Saint Lord Peng Niu said this, not only Madara Qianji and his entourage pricked up their ears, but the badly injured Yumeng Monster Tribe also perked up, even though they, the Fusion Realm monks, were the ones who were in charge. The power may be the main force among many races competing with each other, but if we really want to analyze it, the old monsters in the Mahayana realm are the key force that truly determines the outcome.
In the past, the Mahayana monks never made a move, but in the current situation, the Peng Niu Saint Monarch and the Wuming Sword Cultivator have already ended up personally.
"How do you know that I am the only Mahayana monk in the Chaos Demon Realm?" A strange look flashed across the face of the lotus clone.
"Oh? Is it possible that this Holy Lord is ignorant? There are other Mahayana Taoist friends in the Chaos Demon Realm?" Holy Lord Peng Niu said with twinkling eyes.
"You'll know when the time comes," the Lotus clone said.
"It's a bluff. How can it be so easy for a Mahayana monk to achieve success? You are already an outlier in the Chaos Demon Realm. Hehe, just relying on an unknown Taoist friend to turn things around is just wishful thinking!" Saint Monarch Pengniu stared at him, and the demonic wind formed a circle behind him. A bottomless monster cave.
"Wu Ming, you just retreat, I will give you three points of thin face, and I will not invade you in the Red Moon Desert in the future, otherwise don't blame me for not seeing each other in the future!"
"Really? I have sharpened my sword for thousands of years. Strictly speaking, you are the first opponent I have ever tested the sword against since the Mahayana of Sword Dao." The Lotus clone looked at Saint Monarch Pengniu calmly, and a shadow slowly solidified behind him.
The figure was slightly thin, but just standing there, it had a boundless aura that determined the heaven and earth. The phantom appeared, wearing a cloth with a long sword on its back. At this moment, this phantom, which was extremely thin compared to Peng Shengjun's burly figure, was like a monument between heaven and earth. His indifferent eyes looked down at the world like a king. All living beings. It even made Madara Chita and other fusion monks have the urge to bow down to him.
"Wherever the edge of the sword comes, those who rebel will die and those who obey will prosper. Peng Niu, take my sword!" The voice of the lotus clone fell slightly, and the phantom standing like a javelin in the void leisurely drew the sword, and drew out a sword from behind. The sword cuts forward, the path is as sharp as an arrow, but it also contains the principles of heaven and earth. Make it inevitable for people to avoid it.
Chi la - it seemed that the entire void was torn apart by this sword.
"The realm of the king of swordsmanship. You have only been promoted to Mahayana a few years ago, but you have cultivated to the realm of the king of swordsmanship so quickly. This is impossible!" Saint Monarch Pengniu screamed strangely. He moved his hands, and the seemingly endless wind tunnel behind him seemed to swallow everything, swallowing the flying sword in the void.
The sword edge cut down, and the bottomless wind tunnel was cut in half by the sword edge.
Buzz, the extremely powerful bottomless wind tunnel was split open by a sword. Saint Lord Pengniu screamed in pain, and his huge body flew back, directly smashing into Yaohu. It knocked away the two concubines above.
The seemingly thin cloth-clothed shadow in the void returned the sword to its sheath and re-hidden into the lotus body.
"Such a powerful swordsmanship, Wu Ming. Sooner or later, I will retaliate to you for this sword attack!" Saint Monarch Pengniu and his two concubines turned into light and disappeared, leaving only the ashen-faced Yumeng Monster Clan.
While Madara Chita and his entourage were ecstatic, they also didn't understand why the Lotus clone didn't continue to pursue it since it injured Holy Lord Pengniu with a sword. further inflict heavy damage on the opponent. But I can only think about this in my heart, how can I really ask, how can Mahayana monks be easily controlled by them.
The shadow of the King of Swordsman behind him faded away, and the Lotus clone was still recalling that peak sword strike. His understanding of the King of Swordsmanship had not yet reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted. After the peak sword strike with Holy Monarch Pengniu just now, it would be difficult to strike the same sword again. In addition, Peng Niu Shengjun is not weak. If the fight continues, even if it can aggravate Peng Niu Shengjun's injuries, he will not be able to really defeat the opponent. It doesn't make much sense to be so natural.
Even so, Saint Lord Pengniu would never feel well after being struck by his kendo king's sword.
"You take care of the rest yourself."
"Farewell, senior!" Madara Chita and other monks from all races said one after another.
"I didn't expect Senior Wuming's magical swordsmanship to be so powerful that he could defeat the enemy with one sword. Although the Peng Niu Saint Monarch was menacing, he was unable to block the edge of Senior Wuming's sword. He was able to witness the fight between two powerful men in the Mahayana realm with his own eyes. , I am so lucky." The old man with a white pointed hat said with emotion.
"First of all, let's take care of the rest of the Nightmare Monster Clan and then sigh about this." Madara Qianji laughed, and the Lotus Clone took action once, which was enough to frighten countless Xiaoxiao, and even the old monsters of the Monster Clan were repelled, and the Red Moon Desert It is bound to become even more prosperous.
It’s just that Madara Qianji couldn’t help but wonder what was going on with Lu Xiaotian at this time? Is Lu Xiaozhen another Mahayana monk mentioned by the Lotus clone?
