Lin Qing'er's sword is as fast as the wind and thunder.

The first three swords directly cut off the great demon Wen Chang and lost its power to resist. The qi collapsed, and the sword energy was covered with fine scars. The three swords in the middle cut off the great demon Wen Chang's arms and legs, leaving him with only a round body, and he still exuded evil spirits. Various magic tricks came out to try their last desperate efforts with Lin Qing'er, but each of the last three swords fell straight into the middle of the eyebrows. After the three swords ended, the great demon Wen Chang had no vitality and dissipated in the wind like a broken piece of paper.

The twelve-level monster, Lin Qing'er solved the battle with just nine swords!

...

For a moment, the human army watching the battle on Tianchiling burst into cheers. Gu Zixi and Wen Liang lost two cities in a row, and everyone's hearts were already dead. Lin Qing'er's battle was so proud that the morale of the entire human race was suddenly raised. And everyone was actually the most at ease in the last battle.

Will the peerless genius Yan Beichen lose? No.

At this time, Yan Beichen had just packed up the corpses of Gu Zixi and Wen Liang, but Gu Zixi was incomplete. For this reason, Yan Beichen personally went down the mountain to pick up Gu Zixi's broken limbs, tied them up one by one, wrapped them in the fiery red battle flag prepared by the Zhuque Camp. Wen Liang's corpse was also lying aside. At this moment, Yan Beichen's heart was pale.

Although he is the number one genius in the world, he rarely enters the world. He only practices with his master in the mountain gate all day long. Now he has gone down the mountain and has just met two friends, Gu Zixi and Wen Liang, both of them are very good people. However, in this duel, both of them were killed by the formation, which made Yan Beichen's heart as if a thousand-pound stone was pressed down. He was very sad and sad.

"Come!"

The human genius walked in the air, covered with sword intent, looked at the northern border with his eyes and sneered: "Come on, blood debt and blood debt!"

In the distance, the sound of wind and thunder suddenly broke out, and a ray of body steered at the sword light. It was a young demon clan wearing a gray cloak. He was young and handsome, with black hair fluttering in the wind. He smiled at Yan Beichen and clasped his fists and said, "Demon clan, Fu Sheng, Twelve realms!"

"Human race, Yan Beichen, twelve realms!"

Yan Beichen slowly clasped his fists and smiled, "Are you ready to die?"

"So what if you die?"

Fu Sheng laughed, raised his hand and pulled out his sword, and greeted him directly.

Yan Beichen rushed forward, and his long sword was unsheathed. In an instant, thousands of sword energy surged around him and fought with Fu Sheng in the air. Both of them had extremely gorgeous sword moves and were fierce intent. After dozens of consecutive rounds, neither side found any flaws of each other. Both sides had perfect swords and were impeccable!

...

"Who is this Fu Sheng?" Chu Huaixi frowned.

"snort……"

Huang Tingyu sneered: "The son of the destiny of the demon clan, the proud disciple of the demon ancestor, this Fu Sheng... is a demon species from heaven, and he is born to know all kinds of demon techniques. In addition, the demon clan has been cultivated with all his strength, so the entire demon clan's luck is all his strength. Fu Sheng... looks gentle and gentle, but in fact, his style of acting in the demon clan Shanhenei is domineering. The younger generation of demon clan's children have been bullied by him many times, and he has never taken those demon clan predecessors seriously."

Lin Zhao frowned: "His sword intent is so strong. If he can fight Yan Beichen like this, he is indeed qualified to be arrogant and domineering."

Chu Huaixi said: "Old Huang, you are a sword cultivator. Do you have a great chance of winning in Yan Beichen?"

"It's hard to say."

Huang Tingyu looked solemn and said, "The two of them are only fighting sword moves now. Before they use the flying sword, they can't be sure who will be better. Maybe it's Yan Beichen or maybe it's Fu Sheng."

"Listen to you."

Lin Zhao's expression was muddy: "It's like listening to something..."

Chen Yu smiled.

...

In the air, two twelve-level sword cultivators passed by more than a hundred moves in a blink of an eye, and both sides were testing their opponents. After a hundred moves, Yan Beichen's sword skills were still not messed up at all. Instead, Fu Sheng could not stand his mind and his sword became more and more fierce. Just as the moment a sword shook the opponent's blade, Fu Sheng sacrificed his first flying sword. In the sword lake, a wisp of sword energy flew out like dewdrops and headed straight for Yan Beichen's left eye!

Fu Sheng’s first natal flying sword, Reu Hua!

"Um!?"

Yan Beichen saw it clearly, raised his head and shook his sword to avoid Lu Hua's attack. At the same time, Yan Beichen also sacrificed his first flying sword. A moonlight jumped up in the Yunjian Lake and instantly rushed straight to the opponent's throat!

Yan Beichen's first natal flying sword, Moonlight!

Lu Hua and Moonlight are both flying swords that focus on attack. For a moment, Fu Sheng produced three swords in a row, which slightly disintegrated the moonlight's attack. He laughed loudly, his expression became more ferocious and arrogant. The second sword lake buzzed, and suddenly a flying sword shot out and turned into a rain of fire to cover Yan Beichen.

Fu Sheng’s second flying sword, flying flame!

"Zheng~~~"

Yan Beichen gently flicked the sword body with his fingertips, and a magnificent sword aura suddenly emerged, forming a round shield in front of him, blocking the fire rain sword energy sacrificed by the flying flames one by one. At the same time, Yan Beichen gently brushed his left hand, and his second natal flying sword also emerged, turning into a wisp of seven-colored clouds and lingering towards Fu Sheng from all directions.

Yan Beichen's second flying sword, Liuyun!

The natural magic power of this flying sword is "soft", like a strand of ribbons, sweeping towards Fu Sheng from all directions. Once Fu Sheng is trapped, there will be no place to die. This flowing cloud will cut his body into countless pieces!

"nice!"

Fu Sheng laughed loudly, while controlling Luhua, Feiyan continued to attack the attack wrapped by Liuyun, and slashed out a sword. At the same time, the third sword lake buzzed, and a blood-red sword light broke through the air and hit Liuyun's core power.

Fu Sheng’s third natal flying sword is domineering!

This domineering hand was given by the demon ancestor. It was made of the natal scale bones of hundreds of monsters. It can kill all monsters in the world, so it is named Domineering. As soon as this domineering hand came out, Yan Beichen's clouds and moonlight were all roaring, and he was about to be unable to withstand the pressure of Domineering!

"Yan Beichen, are you still alive?!"

Fu Sheng laughed loudly, triggering his domineering power, and his offensive became more and more fierce.

Yan Beichen frowned, and his third sword lake also buzzed. Just as the flying sword domineering waves were attacking, Yan Beichen directly sacrificed the third natal flying sword. A little bit of his fingertips in the air, it seemed like a ripples were swept away, and then a green sword light swept out, like a big fish, instantly swallowing the flying sword domineering!

"What?!"

A low alarm sound came from afar.

The people who were originally watching the game were also together. No one expected that Yan Beichen could swallow the other party's powerful flying sword directly. What kind of magical power is this third flying sword?!

In the air, Yan Beichen instantly gained the absolute advantage.

The third flying sword, called the fish in the water, is a big fish in the water, and it has never been sacrificed in front of outsiders since he raised this flying sword. This is also the teaching of the master. Once the god of the fish in the water passes through the bizarre way, no one in the world will be jealous, even if Yan Beichen is the leader in the world, it will still cause death.

...

In the air, Fu Sheng's domineering hand was swallowed by Yan Beichen's fish in the water, and his face turned pale, while Yan Beichen controlled the fish in the water and continued to attack. In a blink of an eye, many sword injuries appeared on Fu Sheng's body.

"Yan Beichen, Yan Beichen!"

Fu Sheng laughed grimly and said, "You shouldn't be so strong. As a human race, you will die early if you are so strong!"

As he said that, Fu Sheng's eyebrows suddenly shone with rays of light, and his entire aura suddenly surged several times!

"Swish!"

A sharp sword fell into the air. Yan Beichen could no longer stop this sword. He was stabbed into the middle of his eyebrows by a sword. Suddenly, a dazzling sword heart shattered in an instant. The next moment, Yan Beichen vomited blood and his body fell into the air. At the same time, he fell into the realm. He fell from the twelve realms to the eighth level golden elixir, and his whole person fell heavily on the snow field.

In the air, the great monster Fu Sheng stood proudly. Now he is already the Great Sword Immortal of the Thirteenth Ascension Realm!

...

"Damn it!"

On the mountain, the old coach Chen Wanli stood up and roared: "After breaking the realm at the end of the battle, you demon clan is shameless? Are you not afraid of being despised by such cheating methods?"

"The king succeeds and the enemy defeats the enemy!"

The big monster Fu Sheng sneered: "Why, you Chen Wanli can't afford to play with it anymore?"

As he said that, Fu Sheng raised his long sword again, and a ray of sword light rushed straight to Yan Beichen on the earth. At this time, Yan Beichen was shattered by the sword heart, and he had already thought about it and could not avoid the sword in the Ascension Realm!

The intention of the demon clan is too obvious. He broke the contract and cheated in the fifth battle in order to kill Yan Beichen's future. Once the human race loses Yan Beichen, the peerless genius, he may not have the capital to be an enemy of the demon clan in the next few hundred or even thousands of years.

"Damn it!"

Chen Wanli suddenly flew out, and his body rushed to Yan Beichen like thunder. He raised his hands together, and his fists soared into the sky, blocking the sword of the Thirteenth Realm monster. However, Chen Wanli was also uncomfortable. His hands were skin and flesh burst, and he kept bleeding. The martial artist of the Twelve-level reborn realm could not block the Thirteenth Realm Sword Immortal. With his thick body, he might be able to block it for a while, but in the end the sharp sword would definitely pierce the shield.

...

"Demon clan!"

Above Tianchi Town, Qin Suihan's Dharma body shrank soared, and he said angrily: "You are too shameless!"

As he said that, Qin Suihan's Dharma body was handed out with a palm, and the great monster Fu Sheng vomited blood and retreated to the north.

"Qin Suihan!"

In the distance, a huge figure stood up from the Great Wilderness and turned into an old man wearing a gray and white gown. His body was ten thousand meters high and his demonic energy soared into the sky. It was the demon ancestor who came from the depths of the Great Wilderness and the supreme demon clan. He looked gloomy and said, "Are you a downgraded saint, really think you can protect this snowy Tianchi Lake?"

"snort!"

In the other direction, a huge figure also stood up, a purple-eyed man wearing golden armor and holding a sharp sword. His Dharma body was nine thousand meters high. It was the Demon Emperor, who came from the master of the Demon Clan. He looked at the south and sneered: "The human race should be destroyed today!"

A demon ancestor and a demon emperor act to flatten the human race!

At this time, all morals and rules have become jokes in their eyes. The Demon Ancestor and the Demon Emperor only have strength in their eyes. In the face of absolute strength, the human race is not qualified to speak.

...

"Damn it!"

The old coach Chen Wanli's heart trembled. Facing the demon clan and the demon clan's treacherous agreement, he had no choice but to face the demon ancestor, the demon emperor, Chen Wanli was even more helpless. He was just a martial artist in the twelve realms of reborn realms, and the demon clan and the demon emperor were all fourteen realms!

"Mr. Qin."

Suddenly, an extremely soft voice came from the northern end of the snowy Tianchi Lake. The speaker was wearing a blue shirt. He smiled and said, "How about you, leave these two to me?"

"Can."

Qin Suihan's Dharma body suddenly shrank and returned to the town.

The Qingshanke slowly opened his hand, with a playful smile on his lips, and said, "Oh... I haven't used a sword for many years... This sword should create a peaceful and prosperous era for the world..."

As he said that, he opened his hand to the south and shouted in a low voice: "Sword-Come!"

...

"Buzz~~~~~"

The entire human race was trembling violently. Just over a thousand miles away, a Fusu Great Wall suddenly seemed to have lost all its spirituality. The Great Wall was still there, but the sword energy, sword intent, and sword rhyme nurtured on the Great Wall had suddenly disappeared, just like someone borrowed the Fusu Great Wall as a sword, or the Fusu Great Wall was originally an immortal sword he sent to the human world.

"ah!?"
Chapter completed!