In the past, when he mentioned the words' old bastard ', little tyrant would simply clench his teeth.
Now that he mentioned it, other than clenching his teeth, little tyrant's tone revealed a hint of delight.
Xie Tian understood that this hint of pride came from the difference between humans and demons.
No matter how much he hated Gu Jianfeng's' old bastard 'attribute …
When this' old bastard 'attribute was about to fall on the Demons, little tyrant was also extremely delighted.
However …
"Is the bastard attribute useful in this kind of battle …"
Xie Tian was a little nervous about the battle between the Evil Woman and the Quasi Emperor.
He was worried that he could not understand it.
Other than that, he was filled with anticipation.
There were many things he was looking forward to.
For example, the Art of Slaughter, which was at the peak of Heaven's Equal Realm.
For example, the Green Lotus Sword Scripture from Gu Jianfeng's hands.
For example, how the real Evil Woman would kill.
For example, the complete version of the Awakening Divine Light that even he could not resist. How powerful would it be?
…
However, before he adjusted his state of mind to watch the battle …
He still glanced at the sky.
This glance was filled with regret.
The degree of regret was a million times greater than all the regrets he felt when he looked at the sky.
"What a pity …"
Xie Tian's silent sigh seemed to be the signal for a great battle.
Gu Jianfeng raised the sword in his hand.
In front of the demonic sound, a ray of light appeared.
In the end, the light turned into a sword.
However, because it changed once …
Only when the sword in Gu Jianfeng's hand ignored the passage of time and arrived in front of the demonic sound did the demonic sword stand up.
That's right.
It stood up.
Facing Gu Jianfeng's unstoppable sword tip, the demonic sound did not choose the sword tip, but the sword body.
When the sword tip and the sword body collided, a strange sound that Xie Tian had never heard before, yet it contained the power to overturn the world and space. At the same time, a gale was generated …
It blew against Gu Jianfeng's tattered clothes.
It blew against the demonic sound's elegant hair.
However, it was merely a slight movement.
After a single strike …
It merely produced a harmless gale. This was a blasphemy to all living beings.
Therefore …
Xie Tian raised his head.
While enduring the discomfort, he listened to the strange sound of the two swords colliding while observing the demonic sound's sword tip that was pointing towards the sky.
Then …
He saw the sky that the Demon Sword was pointing at split open.
It cracked soundlessly.
Gu Jianfeng, who was in an attacking posture, sensed something and immediately looked up.
The reason for that was because the power that split the sky dome came from him.
However, after passing through the body of the Demon Sword, it became a demonic sound.
"How can you fight with me?"
Even though his little trick had been exposed, Demonic Note did not seem to mind it at all. Sneering coldly, he took half a step back.
This retreat …
Gu Jianfeng's hair stood on end.
Xie Tian felt as if he had just woken up from a dream!
"It's her!"
The moment these three words rang in his heart …
The sword that made Xie Tian in the Myriad Cave Mountain think that he was dead …
He reappeared in the world.
The difference was …
This time, the sword did not come from the demonic sound, but from the sky.
The sword that fell from the crack in the sky perfectly matched the rhythm, frequency, and rhythm of the strange sound produced by the collision of the two swords …
As a result, even though Xie Tian had made preparations beforehand and could see the sword with his own eyes, he still felt that it was too late.
What's too late?
There was no time to block.
What followed right after …
Was the misconception that he was dead once again.
One step after another.
One after another.
From the sword facing the enemy at the beginning …
To that inexplicable strange sound …
To the absorption of Gu Jianfeng's power …
And the appearance of the full-powered strike …
Xie Tian's heart skipped a beat as he looked at them.
However, at the same time, he felt something else —
It was as if this kind of battle intelligence was nothing to the demonic sound. It was just a small skirmish, and not the kind of plot or scheme that required a lot of effort.
To confirm that this was not a misconception …
Xie Tian glanced at little tyrant.
The current little tyrant had a solemn look on his face as he concentrated.
However, this solemn look was only for this battle, and not for the breathtaking interlocking of the demonic sound.
Thus, Xie Tian immediately understood.
At the same time when he understood …
Gu Jianfeng disappeared as well.
As for the Demon Sword that fell from the sky, it landed on Gu Jianfeng's original position.
There was no sound.
However, there was a sound.
The sound came from a thousand miles away.
Gu Jianfeng appeared a thousand miles away, and shattered a mirror.
And the sound was the crisp sound of the mirror shattering.
"God Spying Mirror!"
"Don't overestimate yourself. It's just a clone of the God Spying Mirror."
The demonic sound said with a smile, and then rested the Demon Sword on her slender shoulder, creating a faint feeling of charm and tyranny intertwining.
"Three thousand years ago, you did not manage to dodge this sword."
"Receiving a sword from you can save forty-six of our brothers. It's worth it."
"Tsk tsk, unfortunately, that's the you from three thousand years ago. Three thousand years later, a mere Demon General is enough to scare you to the point of not daring to leave your house."
The Demon Generals who were spectating the battle did not feel that they were humiliated.
At this moment, they were incomparably infatuated with the charm and tyranny of the demonic sound.
As for Zhou Tan and the others who were spectating the battle, their faces were pale, and their legs were trembling.
They could not understand this battle at all.
Because in this battle, there was no appearance of the Illusory Paramita Bridge as they had imagined, nor was there any killing that they were familiar with.
There was only an ordinary sword, and an ordinary battle.
But this did not prevent them from observing the demonic sound and Gu Jianfeng at all, and deducing the result of this battle.
"I'm afraid, afraid that I'm going to lose …"
Sometimes …
If others did not kill you, you would create the feeling that I'm going to die.
And even if Feng Po did not create it himself, he, who was in this group …
Still made the higher-ups of the Human Alliance Army become excited.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm not too sure, the feeling is a little vague, and …"
"And what?"
"And this sense of crisis doesn't seem to come from my disciple?"
…
The higher-ups were a little confused. "So?"
Mu Zun thought for a while, and said softly, "Let's wait a little longer. It's not the right time to go, and we'll get half the result with twice the effort."
And in the face of the interlocking killing intent of the demonic sound …
Gu Jianfeng's response could be said to be twice the result with half the effort.
But twice the result with half the effort often had another meaning.
And this layer of meaning often prevailed when you were weak.
"You're actually starting to use your means, this is not like you three thousand years ago …" As the demonic sound spoke, she carried her sword and walked toward Gu Jianfeng, who was thousands of miles away. "Is it so hard to admit that you're weak, Gu Jianfeng!"
But just as she finished speaking, the demonic sound frowned slightly, and her demonic eyes looked at Gu Jianfeng's right hand, which was hanging by his side.
She did not see the sword.
She only saw that Gu Jianfeng's right hand was dripping with blood.
At this moment …
Gu Jianfeng raised his bleeding hand, glanced at it, and softly muttered to himself.
"You used my sword, I'll use your fist."
Just as she finished speaking …
The demonic sound was enveloped by a surging, hair-raising feeling.
Before her expression changed …
The world was filled with flowers.
The flowers were green lotuses.
As for the Demonic Sound, it became the root that connected the countless refinements.
At the same time …
She was also providing the countless blooming green lotuses with unlimited nutrients.
Almost instantly …
The demonic sound's head was snow-white.
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