Martial Cultivator

Watching Xilu drink the bottle of blood, thinking about the bleak vitality of the magic medicine in his hand, the demon emperor burst into real anger.

It turned out that the magic medicine had been taken away by the woman with special means, so it looked like that.

This made it difficult for the demon emperor to accept.

When he got the magic medicine, he was very satisfied, thinking that with the magic medicine, he could live for a very long time, so that he would have more time to move forward and see the higher scenery, and perhaps he would even become the only immortal in the world.

Although living too long often brings fatigue and boredom, most people cannot face the fear of death.

Wanting to leave this world and having to leave this world are never the same thing.

Even at that time, knowing that the magic medicine would take a long time to recover, or even to become a real magic medicine, the demon emperor didn't care too much, because he was still very young and could live for a long time. As long as he used the magic medicine at the last moment of his life, he could start his second life again.

But when he saw Xilu drink the bottle of blood, the Demon Emperor understood everything. The woman knew that he would take the opportunity to take the magic medicine away, so she had transferred most of its essence to the woman named Zhu Xia.

And the ultimate purpose of doing this was to let his daughter use this thing to kill him.

Thinking of this, the demon heart of the Demon Emperor, which had not moved for so many years, finally became really angry again at this moment.

Looking at Xilu in front of him, he no longer had any appreciation, and there was only pure killing intent in his eyes.

When those killing intents surged to the sky, making the whole sky change color, the Demon Emperor stood under the cedar that had almost dyed the world black, and finally looked like the real Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

He stood there, and the extremely terrifying pressure covered the world, making Xilu on the opposite side look a little ugly at this moment, although she used the bottle of blood to repair her injuries.

But... she seemed to have really angered the Demon Emperor, and thus got a more terrible enemy.

Yes, although the Demon Emperor was injured and his own injuries had been healed, Xilu still felt that the father opposite him was stronger.

This was a feeling, but she knew that her feeling should not be wrong.

"Xilu, you shouldn't do this."

The Demon Emperor's voice sounded under the cedar, but it was very cold, many times colder than the wind and snow.

Xilu handed out a sword, and the sword light in the sky kept passing through the dark demonic energy, constantly tearing these terrifying demonic energy.

"What should father say? Shouldn't I go to Fuyun, or shouldn't I avenge my mother, or the biggest thing is that I shouldn't be your daughter?"

Her voice sounded in the sword energy, and her whole body shape was constantly changing. In just a moment, she had changed several places.

No matter how powerful the Demon Emperor was, it was meaningless to Xilu.

Because her purpose was one and only one, that was to kill the Demon Emperor.

The demon emperor felt the trajectory of the sword energy and the sharpness that was getting closer and closer to him. The master of all demons decided not to wait there any longer, but took a step forward, and then his figure suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, Xilu appeared under the cedar.

Xilu still kept the action of stabbing with a sword, but where did the person she wanted to stab go?

This thought just came up in her mind, and the next moment, it was completely dispelled by her, because at this moment, the snow under her feet cracked.

A demon energy that had been hidden here for an unknown time turned into two big hands, grabbed her ankles, and dragged Xilu underground.

Underground, a huge furnace appeared unexpectedly, and the flames transformed by the demon energy burned inside, extremely hot.

With such a temperature, I am afraid that even Xilu could not resist it.

But Xilu knew very well that the furnace must be fake. This was just a trick of the demon emperor, just an illusion.

She was not afraid, but she was being dragged by the demon energy at this moment. It seemed that no matter what happened, she would fall into the huge furnace in the next moment.

Then it became a pile of ashes.

There was no fear in her eyes, only full of sword intent.

However, she was still a little annoyed. She originally thought that a person like her father would not be able to calculate anything. After all, he was too strong and could do many things as he wanted. Why would he need to calculate?

But now it seems that this is not the case. It turns out that he had already planned this battle.

After a self-deprecating smile, Xilu was no longer annoyed.

Yes, if a person like her father did not have those calculations, he would not have been able to sit on the position of the Demon Emperor for so many years.

After coming to her senses, Xilu, who had been dragged down, finally reacted. She held Lou Waiqiu and did not slash at the hand that was dragging her, but slashed at the stove with a sword.

The mighty sword energy turned into a black dragon and pounced on the stove.

In an instant, a series of terrifying sounds rang out, like the sound of the wind passing quickly, and also like the cry of a child.

In short, it was very strange.

But the next moment, the stove was still cut open by this sword.

Just before Xilu fell.

Everything here collapsed at once, and nothing could be seen.

And the big hand on Xilu's foot also disappeared.

She returned to the cedar again.

The Demon Emperor was watching her not far away.

There were mixed emotions in his eyes.

Xilu didn't say anything. She knew that she had made the right bet. If she had chopped the big hand with a sword, the consequences would have been worse, and she might have died.

The key point was that she didn't see through the mystery here. She just thought that the Demon Emperor might want her to chopped the big hand with a sword.

Since he wanted her to do something, and she didn't do it, she would definitely get another result.

This was her thinking logic.

But avoiding that disaster didn't seem to be of much use, because the Demon Emperor was still alive and he could still create the next disaster.

The Demon Emperor glanced at Xilu, and when he moved again, he was already in front of Xilu.

He slapped down with an expressionless palm, and even pressed down the wind and snow around him. At this moment, every snowflake carried the demonic aura of the Demon Emperor, and thus became one of the most terrifying things in the world.

Xilu first slashed out a sword, drawing a brilliant horizontal line in front of him to block the palm of the demon emperor, and then slashed out two more swords, crisscrossing, to cut through the snowflakes.

But after the first sword was swept out, the demon emperor grabbed it.

He grabbed the sword with one big hand, and then countless demonic energy surged from his palm, breaking Xilu's sword energy.

He was really angry. Although he still didn't sacrifice any terrifying towering Dharma, he was already doing it at this moment.

Xilu groaned, and the sword energy broke, causing her whole body to shake.

Fortunately, the other two swords still blocked the snowflakes.

But the palm of the demon emperor also fell at this moment...

Xilu raised Lou Wai Qiu and blocked it in front of herself.

The demon emperor's big hand fell on the sword, and a terrifying sound burst out, just like a thunder suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, but what was more terrifying than the thunder was the demon energy in the demon emperor's palm, which kept falling, like a violent storm, leaving Xilu no chance to hide.

And Xilu was like a person in a violent storm, and the only thing she could block the wind and rain was an umbrella.

Yes, the flying sword was the umbrella in her hand.

She looked a little pitiful under the umbrella.

Because the umbrella had many holes at this moment, countless cold raindrops kept falling from the broken umbrella and hitting Xilu's body.

But those were never simple raindrops, and falling on her didn't just make her feel cold.

There were many scars on her body, and her clothes began to tear. In some of the damaged places, her snow-white skin could be seen.

Xilu raised the sword, gritted her teeth, and roared.

Tiger roar!

Xilu's true body was a white tiger.

The white tiger is also an ancient and powerful existence among the major races of the demon clan. The lineage of the demon emperor has the blood of the white tiger, but after countless generations, the blood has long been diluted, and Xilu is the only one who reverts to his ancestor.

This is why the demon emperor regarded Xilu as his successor early on.

Sometimes, things in the blood can make a person start much higher.

The demon emperor looked at the white tiger shadow gradually rising behind Xilu, and his eyes were indifferent.

The demon energy in his palm became more and more turbulent, and Xilu's umbrella became more and more broken.

There were also a few more scars on her face, and blood flowed down her cheeks and dripped into the snow.

Ta...

Xilu had a blank expression on her face. She was like a poor citizen guarding a broken hut on a stormy night. She seemed to know that she couldn't defend it, and knew that the hut would be broken by wind and rain sooner or later, but she still guarded it like this, because she probably had only this broken hut for all her belongings.

People will never give up their last things, even if that thing doesn't seem to be worth much.

But Xilu, it seems, is not a human.

She is not the kind of person who clings to the only thing she has left and is unwilling to let go.

She understands this truth very well. If she does not let go and just clings to the only thing she has left, then her end will probably be to go to the abyss with that thing.

There are many people who understand the principle of breaking and then building, but only a very few have the courage to make a decision in an instant.

But Xilu is among the very few.

After understanding this, Xilu suddenly withdrew all her sword energy and let the wind and rain come to her face. At this moment, she just put away her umbrella.

Then, countless raindrops fell on Xilu.

In an instant, Xilu's face turned a little paler.

Whiter than the whitest rice paper in the world.

The demon emperor was also a little stunned for a while. Perhaps he did not expect that Xilu would put away his "umbrella" so simply and decisively.

But after experiencing so many wind and rain, he quickly came back to his senses and poured more wind and rain down.

Since Xilu was going to give up struggling, he would not leave her any chance to live.

His hand fell, and endless demonic energy fell, completely submerging Xilu.

But at this moment, in the wind and rain, the folded umbrella appeared again, but it was not opened to block the wind and rain for her again, but closed and handed it out.

The umbrella is like a sword.

What's more, Xilu was holding a sword.

When the sword was handed out, the sword energy at the tip of the sword was the most subtle, and it did not spread. It just swept forward, and in just an instant, it tore open the rain curtain.

The gap was very subtle, only allowing a sword to pass through.

But Xilu didn't need anything else, she just needed to let her sword pass through the rain curtain.

...

...

The wind and rain were raging.

Xilu's body was hit by countless raindrops, and finally it was shaky. Even her hand holding the sword was a little weak, but she still handed the sword out.

Breaking through the rain curtain.

Passing through the endless demonic energy.

Finally, it hit the Demon Emperor's shoulder.

In the fastest time, this sword pierced through the Demon Emperor's body and his shoulder.

The demonic energy in the sky suddenly stopped at this moment, and the Demon Emperor frowned slightly.

He looked at his shoulder, where blood was dripping, falling into the snow, making a hissing sound.

The Demon Emperor's blood was boiling hot, as if it was hotter than fire.

But his eyes at this moment were cold, colder than the coldest ice.

In the demonic energy in the sky, he thought he could kill his daughter, but his daughter gave him a surprise.

Her sword hurt him instead.

The demon emperor had no expression on his face, and he slapped hard. Xilu had no way to dodge, and could only be hit in the chest by this palm. He suddenly flew backwards and crashed into the snow hill in the distance, and could no longer be seen.

The snow collapsed over there, completely burying the huge snow cave that was hit.

The demon emperor looked at the flying sword stuck on his shoulder, then stretched out his hand to pull it off, and held the flying sword, and the flying sword suddenly trembled.

It was unwilling and unwilling to be controlled by the demon emperor in front of it. For it, that was not the result it wanted.

But at this moment, the demon emperor just held it, and no matter how it wailed or how painful it was, it had no way to break free from the demon emperor's palm.

After all, he was the most powerful demon in the world.

Even if it was a little injured at this moment, it was still.

Holding the sword, the demon emperor walked towards the snow hill. He had no patience at all. He wanted to hold the sword and use it to cut off his daughter's head, and then... end this battle that made him angry.

The snow hill suddenly shook.

Everything around him was shaken.

The Demon Emperor did not stop, he was still walking forward, and the sword in his hand was trembling.

He did not care.

A tiger roar suddenly broke through the snow and wind.

A huge white tiger suddenly rushed out of the snow and wind, and its huge tiger claws slapped the Demon Emperor!

The Demon Emperor frowned, but then relaxed, "It seems that you don't have that many magic medicines."

He could feel that Xilu's breath had recovered a little at this moment, but it had not recovered to the best state. In other words, if such a bottle of blood could make Xilu recover, then she no longer had a second bottle of blood.

Yes, Xilu only had one and a half bottles of blood from beginning to end.

Xie Nandu brought two bottles of blood, one of which she gave to Hongxiu, asking her to use this bottle of blood to impress those Fuyun demons, and the other bottle of blood she gave to Xilu.

Later, Hongxiu Demon King found Xilu and gave the remaining half bottle of blood to Xilu.

When she was seriously injured at the beginning, she had already drunk the bottle of blood without hesitation to recover from her injuries. Now drinking half a bottle of blood again, her injuries could not be completely recovered.

Revealing her true form at this moment completely showed that Xilu had lost all his last trump cards.

She slapped down with one claw, but the Demon Emperor just held her sword and slashed at Xilu's tiger claw.

Lou Wai Qiu was not willing to be held by the Demon Emperor. The spirit sword was originally spirited. It was extremely resistant at this moment, but there was nothing it could do.

Because the person holding it was not someone else.

A stream of blood appeared in the sky. The tiger claw was not cut off by the Demon Emperor's sword, but a deep wound was left on it.

Xilu felt pain, but still slapped down with the other tiger claw with the wind and snow, and with endless demonic energy, but the Demon Emperor just swung his sword across the sky.

There was no sword energy on the sword, only demonic energy, but that demonic energy was much more terrifying than Xilu's demonic energy.

Xilu was forced back by a sword, and his body fell backwards, falling heavily into the snow.

The face of the demon emperor turned pale.

He looked so casual, but in fact, it was not that simple. The wound on his body showed that this battle that looked easy was actually never that easy.

After looking at the fallen Xilu, the demon emperor threw the flying sword in his hand.

Louwaiqiu made a trembling sound, probably with a taste of joy, because it felt that it had gained freedom, but in fact, it was not that easy. There was always a demonic aura on it, driving it forward.

Finally, under the influence of the demonic aura, Louwaiqiu stabbed Xilu's heart with a sword.

Xilu was carried away by the sword and was buried by the heavy snow.

Between heaven and earth, everything seemed to be quiet.

This battle, which was not known whether it was difficult or not, seemed to have finally come to an end at this moment.

The snow on the opposite side was red.

There was a lot of blood, which was constantly seeping around.

Xilu stood up from the snow, she regained her human form, but the sword was still stuck in her heart.

She was not dead, but blood kept flowing from the wound. At this moment, she was covered in blood.

"I almost forgot that you are a double-hearted guest."

The voice of the demon emperor sounded, without emotion, without regret, and nothing else. Since you have reached this point and are no longer able to fight, killing you is just a matter of raising your hand, very simple.

Xilu remained silent, but blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Her injury was very serious, so serious that she really had no strength to fight again.

She stretched out her hand and pulled out the sword stuck in her heart with great effort.

Held in the palm of her hand.

Autumn outside the building was constantly wailing, as if expressing its apology.

Xilu didn't say anything, but just tightened his sword a little, which was forgiveness.

Since it wasn't your intention, what's wrong?

The Demon Emperor looked at the seriously injured Xilu, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he planned to say something, "I really thought about handing over the Demon Realm to you one day."

He seemed to be proving that he was once a father and really loved his daughter.

But at this moment, it was really ironic to say such words.

Because he was about to kill his daughter.

"If you don't step over that threshold and don't stay with the human race, I won't kill you."

The Demon Emperor shook his head, seeming a little regretful.

Xilu just smiled and said, "How can there be so many ifs? When I knew you killed my mother, I didn't regard you as my father. This battle will happen sooner or later, but it happened at this moment, and I lost."

Although she was smiling, the Demon Emperor didn't feel her smile.

He didn't speak, but turned his head to look at Xie Nandu in the distance.

The culprit of all this is probably the woman in front of him?

Was the killing of father and daughter also her plan?

The Demon Emperor did not speak. Everyone here would die, but he could let his daughter live a little longer and kill the human woman first.

Xie Nandu felt the Demon Emperor's gaze and the incomparable pressure, and his little face turned pale.

But in her eyes, at this moment, there was still no so-called fear, but very indifferent and quiet.

When facing death, can anyone do this?

Yes.

Because the two women here can do it.

The Demon Emperor waved his sleeves, and a terrifying demonic aura swept over.

The realms of the two people were too different. The difference between the Forget Worry Realm and the Fuyun Realm was like a natural moat, so no matter how casual the Demon Emperor was at this moment, there was always only one result.

That was Xie Nandu's death.

The demonic aura rolled away, but there were several sword sounds.

Nine flying swords blocked the demonic aura.

Xie Nandu is the sword cultivator with the most natal flying swords in the world. In a sense, she can also be understood as the strongest swordsman with talent.

But her realm is too low. Even if each flying sword is equivalent to a sword immortal, nine sword immortals can't stop the demon emperor.

So before the demon energy, the nine flying swords couldn't hold on for a moment and crashed into various places.

The demon energy continued to move forward and hit Xie Nandu.

Xie Nandu spit out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and crashed into the snow.

The demon emperor turned his head and looked at Xilu.

He knew that the woman couldn't survive, so now he had to worry about his daughter.

The father and daughter looked at each other again, and they were speechless.

The demon emperor said: "Since you miss your mother so much, then go and reunite with her."

Xilu was silent. Although she was unable to fight again, she would not just wait for death.

She raised her sword with a firm look.

The demon emperor was about to make a move, and the breath between heaven and earth suddenly became disordered.

A figure suddenly appeared and hit the back of the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor was completely unprepared and fell hundreds of feet away in an instant!

The figure suddenly retreated, came to a snowy area, and picked up the woman who was deeply trapped in the snow.

She was weak and her clothes were torn, but the armor inside was exposed.

The armor was also broken.

But it still blocked the fatal blow for her.

The Emperor of Daliang gave this rosy armor to Chen Chao, but after Chen Chao got it, he immediately asked Song Lian to send it to the northern border and gave it to Xie Nandu.

When Bai Jing tried to kill Xie Nandu, this rosy armor blocked Bai Jing's full-strength attack for her.

Now the Demon Emperor attacked, with nine flying swords in front and this rosy armor behind, Xie Nandu got this glimmer of life.

At this moment, Xie Nandu had already started to spit out blood, but looking at the young man in front of him who was also pale, tears still welled up in his eyes.

Xilu in the distance watched this scene and remained silent.

"Didn't I... say that?"

Xie Nandu spoke with difficulty, his voice weak and intermittent.

Chen Chao held her hand, and while passing a breath of energy into her to save her life, he smiled and said, "What did you say? You tricked me to go back, but you were not here, how could I ask you to go back?"

Xie Nandu looked at him and shook his head with difficulty.

Chen Chao looked at her, took out a sweet potato with some mud from his arms, and put it next to Xie Nandu. He smiled and said, "When I came here, I met the white horse. Sweet potatoes are the most delicious when I roast them. When I go back, I will roast them for you myself."

Xie Nandu's tears had already flowed from her eyes.

Chen Chao said, "You mean the last words?"

At the end of the letter, Xie Nandu mentioned Princess Anping very obscurely. It was several years ago, before they went to see the princess, Xie Nandu had said something to Chen Chao, which roughly meant that if you really have to choose between winning this battle and me one day, then you don't have to choose me.

At that time, Xie Nandu said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

At this moment, Chen Chao shook his head gently, "How can I not worry about you?"