Journey to the West: Save the Seven Fairies at the beginning

The Bull Demon King seemed to be unaware of the sword cloud on his head, and his scarlet eyes were completely out of his mind.

"Big brother!!"

Jiao Demon King's face changed greatly.

This Jian Yun is calculating, this person's sword intent and physical body are both powerful to the extreme, but this person does not take the usual path, and when he fights with his eldest brother, he actually only uses a means.

This may be difficult to understand in the eyes of ordinary people, because almost part of the combat power has been abandoned.

But when it came to the situation of the Jiao Demon King and others, it was clear at a glance.

This is exactly where Jian Yun calculated.

The sword intent and the physical body complement each other, and it is actually a large-scale killing technique.

But Jian Yun's weakness is also obvious, that is, the mana in his body is insufficient, and the Bull Demon King is definitely not something he won in a short time.

The two methods come out together, and the one who can't stand it must be the sword cloud, once the mana is exhausted, it is equivalent to cutting off an arm, at least the sword intent is absolutely unusable.

Therefore, Jian Yun went the opposite way, using the sword to take the edge of the front, the sword intent did not move, and the condensation was stagnant.

With the hard shaking of the flesh and the Bull Demon King, he carried out lifeless consumption, and when the consumption reached the extreme, the stagnant sword intent was a terrifying killing move.

This is such a strong will and determination, you must know that if Jian Yun's physical body can't stop it, it is very likely that there will be no chance to cut this sword at all.

"It's reckless through the ages. "

A lot of divine thoughts are understood.

It was precisely when they understood it that they were horrified.

It's not that they can't think of it, but they will never go this way, because even if they can't beat it, it's no problem to escape.

But Jianyun dared to make a desperate bet!

With this courage, they were not as good.

Rolling demon clouds.

"Drink.

Jian Yun's bloodshot eyes glared suddenly, and the Qingping sword behind him swept into the air in an instant, bringing up the same sword momentum.

Before, when the sword qi penetrated the demon cloud and could only leave a white mark on the body of the Bull Demon King, the sword cloud knew it.

If you rely on the sword cloud to wear out, you can't bear it.

After all, the mellowness of mana in the middle stage of Da Luo is very different from that in the late stage of Da Luo, and he is not qualified to fight a protracted battle with the Bull Demon King.

Therefore, if you want to destroy the Bull Demon King, there is only one way.

That is to make his sword qi tremble to death against the Bull Demon King, and his own strength cannot be improved, so he can only pull the Bull Demon King to consume wildly.

Until now.

"This sword, Ben Zhenjun named it ......" Jian Yun slowly closed his eyes, "Destroy the gods!"

Qiang ......

The terrifying sword intent slashed at the head of the Bull Demon King.

This sword is the sword cloud that condenses all the sword intent, and ten percent of the perfection is called the extreme.

A sword was slashed out, and the sword intent was exhausted.

But it must be the strongest killing under the quasi-saint, non-quasi-saint, unstoppable!"

The

sword intent slashed, and the sky was shattered at this moment.

"Shhh...... This sword has the power of a quasi-saint. The Great Sage of Yuan Ling suddenly narrowed his eyes.

On the side, Yang Jian had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly.

"Erlang Zhenjun. A murmur crossed his ears.

Hearing this, Yang Jian's face was slightly stunned.

It's fleeting.

Yang Jian's third eye suddenly burst out with a thousand rays of light, and he looked closely at a cyan beast that slammed into action.

"Yuan Ling !!"

Yang Jian was slightly confused by the voice for a moment, and it was this moment that was enough for a quasi-saint to make a move.

below.

A cyan beast swooped down and came straight towards the sword cloud.

Jian Yun urged the sword intent with all his might, and his expression was so focused that he had no time to take care of his surroundings.

But I still felt that fatal crisis.

"Okay, so daring......"

Jian Yun's pupils slowly turned, and the sword intent in his hand turned into the air.

And it was the Yuanling Great Sage who attacked and killed, and when the Yuanling Great Sage saw the sword intent coming, he grabbed it with one hand, pinched the sword intent directly, and then moved his five fingers.

The sword intent shattered.

"Poof!"

Under it, Jian Yun spurted out a mouthful of blood.

And the Yuan Ling Great Sage's movements were extremely fast, and at this time, he poked out the beast's claws and took Jian Yun's head directly.

"Yuan Ling, that's enough. A

deep voice rang out.

I saw that Yang Jian appeared on the top of the Bull Demon King's head at some point, and stepped on it fiercely, and the crazy Bull Demon King was bent on all fours, and his entire head was forced into a hideous angle.

"Eyes. The

Bull Demon King let out a miserable scream.

And Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged spear was standing on top of the Bull Demon King's head at this time.

Distance.

Jian Yun stood proudly in the air, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was connected like money.

As for Yuan Ling, one hand was the slightest distance away from Jian Yun.

"Yuan Ling, what does this mean?" Yang Jian asked lightly.

The Great Sage of Yuan Ling looked at the sword cloud in front of him, and then at the Bull Demon King at the feet of the Yang family, and immediately turned back into the old man who was drooping and old, as if he would lose his temper in the next second.

"Zhenjun doesn't need to panic, it's just that this battle has already been decided, so there is no need to cause killing. A smile appeared on Yuan Ling's face.

"You're right, right?"

These words are both the Erlang God and the sword cloud of watching.

This statement is reasonable, and the catastrophe is coming, so naturally there is no need to make another move. Yang Jian stepped out and walked straight to Jian Yun's side.

And Yuan Ling took a deep look at Jian Yun, turned around and spread his hands, and a black bear hurriedly ran over and carried the Yuan Ling Great Sage on his back.

Ground.

The huge hundred-zhang bull demon slowly contracted at this time.

Not much.

Covered in blood, his body was covered with bruises, and there were countless wounds, large and small, especially the Bull Demon King, who had a collapsed place on the top of his head, gasped and sat on the ground.

"Atrium Demon True Monarch, I didn't expect your strength to reach this level. The Bull Demon King gasped violently, and every word seemed to be extremely difficult to say.

On the Sky Dome.

Jian Yun raised his hand stiffly, and the Qingping sword flew in an instant.

"He's going to make a move!! "Countless divine thoughts couldn't help but be horrified.

The Great Sage of Yuanling has personally stepped out, if it weren't for Yang Jian to protect you, the Great Sage of Yuanling would have made it clear that he wanted to pinch you to death.

If you dare to make a move, it is obviously to force out the true essence of Xiniu Hezhou.

At the same time.

On the Sky Dome.

"Stop!!" "

This battle is enough, it has only been hundreds of years since the sudden emergence of the alien army, and the battle against the Bull Demon King is indistinguishable from the victory is already majestic enough, and it cannot be fought again." "

Boy, Bendi orders you to lower your sword. Voices

resounded in Jian Yun's ears.

And the sword cloud was as if he hadn't heard it, and the faint sword intent re-condensed.

"Hmph!!"

Many gods snorted coldly, and then they all left.

Obviously.

If they had come before, if the demon clan had made a move, they would have to protect the sword cloud even for the sake of face, but now that they are gone, it is clear that they don't care.

Relying on only one Yang Jian, it is far from being able to stop the heritage of Xiniu Hezhou.

Sure enough.

Distance.

A terrifying demonic aura that had never been seen before emerged from everywhere, like sharp arrows, and there was a posture that Jian Yun dared to take his life with his hands.

"Whew......"

The Bull Demon King held his forehead with one hand, and he gasped for half a sound before he could be considered relieved.

"In this battle, Lao Niu lost. As

soon as these words came out.

Jian Yun's hand holding the sword loosened slightly, and the aura of the whole person dropped to the freezing point.

"Collect, collect...... Back to Heaven ......"

a voice as thin as a gossamer came from Jian Yun's mouth.

As soon as the words fell, 100,000 heavenly soldiers flew in immediately, especially the Fire Spirit God moved the fastest.

"Wait!"

At this time, the Bull Demon King suddenly grabbed the silver fork, got up and spit out another mouthful of blood, and his body shook violently before he stood firmly, but the fierce light in his eyes did not dissipate at all!