Before coming here, Yue Qianchou had suspected that something had happened to Wu Lixue, but he never expected that such a thing would happen. There was actually such a bold madman in the world who dared to make his woman submit to him. Did he really think that it was a joke that he had spent so much effort to monopolize the power of the world?
Who was the one with the problem in his head? Yue Qianchou looked at Wu Lixue, who was shivering in the Dreamy Nebula, and got furious. He suddenly looked at the back of the person in front of him and found that the person was wearing clothes that were one size smaller than his body size. His arms and legs were exposed. How could an ordinary person come out to meet others like this? Yue Qianchou couldn't help feeling a little depressed. It seemed that it was really a crazy guy. Forget it. Killing him could be considered as getting rid of the evil in the world.
"Which idiot came here to court death!" Yue Qianchou shouted angrily and was about to kill the person with a palm.
There was really someone behind him! Yan Zhuixing was shocked. He didn't even notice that someone was behind him. He was so scared that his scalp went numb. He suddenly moved away and the crescent followed him like a shadow to protect him. After dodging, he looked at the person.
"Yue Qianchou!"
"Yan Zhuixing!"
After the two of them saw each other's appearance, they almost let out a cry of surprise at the same time. Yue Qianchou didn't even think about why Yan Zhuixing would appear here. His first reaction was to check Wu Lixue's condition again. Through the Dreamy Nebula that slightly hindered his vision, he saw that there was a faint palm print on Wu Lixue's tearful face. Naturally, it wasn't Wu Lixue who slapped herself. It was needless to say who did it.
Wu Lixue was actually slapped by Yan Zhuixing … Yue Qianchou's expression changed abruptly and instantly turned greenish-black. His anger rushed to his brain. At this moment, he couldn't wait to destroy the world. He couldn't vent his anger without killing!
"Yue Qianchou, he killed Sister Phoenix!" Wu Lixue knelt on the ground sobbing, hugging Crow's body in her arms as she sobbed, not saying a word about being beaten up. As soon as Yue Qianchou arrived, she immediately felt that she had someone to rely on. The Dreamy Nebula that shrouded her also seemed to feel safe. After hovering for a while, it slowly shrank back into her body.
Yue Qianchou's heart was already riddled with holes because of Wu Lixue's crying. It was not an exaggeration to say that his heart was being cut by a knife. He did not care whether the crow was dead or alive at all. His murderous aura burst out uncontrollably. He pointed his finger at Yan Zhuixing and said, "Are you still a f * cking man? Why do you keep finding women to kill? I'll f * ck your ancestors!"
"Who do you think you are? It's the same here. " Yan Zhuixing waved his hand casually, and the crescent moon appeared in front of him like a ghost, ready to strike. "I can wear out iron shoes in fruitless searching, only to find what I'm looking for without even looking for it. I was just thinking about how to lure you out and kill you. I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to me. Very well! Since you're here, don't even think about leaving. The grudges between us are written off today. "
"Hook your mother! Don't even think about leaving today. " Yue Qianchou spat. Seeing that Yan Zhuixing was not afraid at all after seeing him, he immediately calmed down. Yan Zhuixing must have something to rely on. After a closer look, he immediately found that Yan Zhuixing's cultivation had actually increased to the Soul Formation Final Stage. He could not help but be shocked by the magic of demonic arts. Not only did a person who was beaten into a pulp and turned into ashes by him revive, his cultivation could also skyrocket. If he was allowed to continue developing, it would be a great disaster.
The scene of Yan Zhuixing being rescued by a ball of mysterious black light surfaced in Yue Qianchou's mind. That scene made Yue Qianchou deeply apprehensive. That bastard was the successor of a demon god! What if he was saved by the mysterious black light after he was killed? Did he have to be wary of this bastard every day?
Bastard, you can't leave this time! A fierce look flashed across Yue Qianchou's face. He remembered that Immortal Crocodile had once said that the Divine Sword should be able to deal with that black light. This thought flashed quickly in his mind. Yue Qianchou had an idea in his mind, and his eyes suddenly focused on the crescent moon floating in the air. He had seen Qiu Wuyuan use it in the Hundred Flowers Valley, so he naturally knew what it was. He immediately narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly. "Black Moon Pagoda? Great! I was right. The Ten Thousand Demons are quite bold. They actually dared to go against me. Hmph! You really deserve it. "
"Black Moon Pagoda?" Yan Zhuixing suddenly laughed wildly and waved his hand in high spirits. He said proudly, "I might as well let you know when you die. This thing should be called the 'Demon Blade'. It is a Divine Weapon personally refined by the Demon God countless years ago. Countless experts from the Three Realms have died under it. Yue Qianchou, do you dare? "
A Divine Weapon personally refined by the Demon God! Yue Qianchou was slightly surprised, but he immediately swung his arms. A violent wind behind him fluttered his robes, and his entire body burst out with dazzling purple light. Ten thousand purple flying swords soared into the sky from his back like a purple dragon soaring into the sky. A valiant prowess that could intimidate one's soul spread out in an earth-shattering manner. Subsequently, the ten thousand purple flying swords rapidly formed a formation with lightning speed and surrounded Yan Zhuixing in the blink of an eye.
"Let alone the Demon God, even the Heavenly King can't save you today." Yue Qianchou revealed a sinister smile and said, "Xue 'er, retreat to a distant place first. Wait for me to kill this bastard that only knows how to bully women."
This was the first time he used the Purple Flame Flying Swords without any scruples. Furthermore, he released ten thousand at once. It was obvious that Yan Zhuixing had touched Wu Lixue's bottom line, and he wouldn't be able to vent his anger if he didn't kill Wu Lixue.
Just as Wu Lixue was hugging the dead crow and flying back while wiping her tears, there were several sharp whistles that echoed from the Wu Clan's direction. In a blink of an eye, over a dozen individuals flew over rapidly. Yue Qianchou and Yan Zhuixing turned their heads to take a look and saw Wu Sihai leading the Wu Clan's elders and elders over. There were still people arriving one after another. The various factions' people were also alarmed by the commotion of Yue Qianchou releasing the ten thousand swords. They all rushed over to see what was going on.
When Wu Sihai and the others saw that it was Yue Qianchou and Yan Zhuixing, they were astonished. Wu Lixue immediately rushed to her grandfather in tears and recounted how she was bullied.
"All of you, retreat further away!" Yue Qianchou yelled out sternly and took the initiative to make a move. The ten thousand Purple Flame Flying Swords immediately turned into ten thousand rays of purple light and shot towards Yan Zhuixing. Yan Zhuixing was shocked by the thunderous power, and he immediately felt that his cultivation was far inferior to Yue Qianchou's. He immediately opened his five fingers toward the demonic blade, and with a roar, he soared into the sky toward the countless purple flying swords that were coming at him.
The demonic blade floating in front of him suddenly erupted with a boundless ferocious aura. It spread out in all directions and suddenly became a dozen meters long. With a "whoosh", it hovered above Yan Zhuixing's head. It spun rapidly like an umbrella, opening a path for Yan Zhuixing who was trying to break out of the encirclement.
"Dang Dang Dang …" A series of explosions pushed the countless purple fragments in all directions. In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhuixing forcefully broke out of the dense net of swords. The flying swords that missed him hit the ground with a "boom". Dust and smoke rose up and a huge pit was blasted out by the Purple Flame Flying Swords.
Yue Qianchou was secretly shocked. It was indeed a godly weapon refined by a Demon God. Even the Purple Flame Flying Swords couldn't hurt it at all. Instead, it destroyed quite a lot of them.
Seeing that the flying swords couldn't do anything to him, Yue Qianchou spread his arms. Countless purple fragments and flying swords flew towards him and were all kept into his sleeves. His entire body seemed to have turned into a stream of light and shot towards Yan Zhuixing who was in the sky. Since treasures didn't work, he didn't need to rely on treasures. He believed that it wouldn't be a problem for him to deal with Yan Zhuixing with his current cultivation.
Yan Zhuixing, who was floating in the inner arc of the crescent moon, spread out his five fingers. The crescent moon immediately expanded to a hundred meters. It was tangible and it wasn't just an illusion. A majestic and ferocious aura was emitted like a hazy gray fog. A breathtaking blood glow flowed on the giant crescent moon blade. It was as though there was an invisible giant hand holding a butcher's knife, eyeing the vast land covetously and wanting to slaughter.
The crowd, who had been shocked by the aftershock of their battle, turned around and looked at the scene in the sky in shock. They thought to themselves that Yan Zhuixing indeed had something to rely on since he dared to challenge Yue Qianchou again.
Within the inner arc of the giant crescent moon, Yan Zhuixing looked at the charging stream of light without any change in expression. He spread out his five fingers again and charged towards Yue Qianchou fearlessly. The crescent moon of the demonic blade immediately flashed in front of Yan Zhuixing. Yan Zhuixing hid in the inner arc of the demonic blade.
The hearts of the crowd in the distance immediately jumped to their throats. They saw the giant crescent moon blade slash down from the sky, and the stream of light that Yue Qianchou had transformed into was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. He overestimated himself and ran to commit suicide. Wu Lixue, who was watching the battle, bit her lips tightly. Her face was pale from nervousness.
"Break!" Yue Qianchou shouted angrily in the sky. He pushed out his palm and faced the demonic blade that was slashing towards him. He used the Metal Art, intending to shatter it. However, he immediately realized that something was wrong. The demonic blade was enveloped by an invisible power. The Metal Art couldn't penetrate it at all. There was nothing he could do to it. He was shocked and quickly dodged with a teleportation, narrowly avoiding the giant demonic blade that was slashing towards his head.
"Boom!" The earth trembled violently. The giant demonic blade directly sank into the ground, tearing a huge crack that was thousands of meters long on the spot. Before the smoke and dust could disperse, the light that was hundreds of meters long quickly shot from the ground to the sky. Like a sky splitting axe, it chased after Yue Qianchou in the sky.
Yue Qianchou turned into a stream of light and dodged. Then, he suddenly disappeared in the sky. Yan Zhuixing was shocked to see that he had lost his opponent's target. He closed his eyes and pointed between his eyebrows with two fingers. The sharp edge of the giant crescent moon suddenly changed direction. Where the sharp edge pointed, it forced Yue Qianchou to appear in the middle of teleportation. He almost sent himself to the blade.
What a nimble speed! Yue Qianchou took a deep breath. He didn't expect such a huge guy to change so quickly. It was actually faster than his teleportation. He wanted to use the speed of teleportation to instantly approach Yan Zhuixing and kill him, but the demonic blade easily stopped him.
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