Peerless Sword God

"It's really strange that the demons are killing each other."

The human cultivators were all puzzled when they saw this and whispered.

Bixia Hua Nv looked at the Sky Demon Meteorite Blade in fear and asked in a low voice: "Brother Wuyin, isn't he a demon? Why did he kill his own people?"

"I don't know, maybe he is a demon from other regions, but he doesn't look like an ordinary demon."

Wuyin Quanzu looked at the black rune on the forehead of the Sky Demon Meteorite Blade and said with a puzzled look: "As far as I know, there doesn't seem to be such a strange mark on the forehead of the major demons."

"Who cares about him? Since he wants to kill those demons, let him kill them. It's none of our business anyway."

Bixia Hua Nv didn't care about it, but she cared about Wuyin Quanzu's safety. She pulled his sleeve and said: "Brother Wuyin, I think this person is more powerful than the Lord of Baihua Valley and the Eighteenth Elder, and he has such a bad temper. Let's stay away from him."

"This demon should be the strongest among the Eight Dao God Ancestors."

Wuyin Quanzu looked daunted, waved his hand and rolled up the yellow-green mountain and river energy, and took Bixia Hua Nv to the end of the other side of the square.

The elders and disciples of the major holy places of the human race also retreated to the periphery of the square. In a blink of an eye, the originally crowded square became empty.

Except for the demons, there was no human cultivator from the direction of the Heavenly Demon Meteorite Knife to the area leading to the gate of the Qitian Palace.

The Heavenly Demon Meteorite Knife confronted all the demons present, with a spirit of fighting alone. He pointed his knife directly at the seven gods of the demon race and said contemptuously:

"You ants are not qualified to be my friends."

Before he finished speaking, he swung the black demon knife forward, containing the holy way of the knife, the holy way of the heavenly demon and the holy way of the void, with strong attack and fast speed.

I saw a dark knife aura flashing, and a bloody knife mark appeared between the eyebrows of the seven gods of the demon race, spreading from the eyebrows to the bottom of the body.

The next moment, a series of bangs sounded, and several demon clans' seven-way god ancestors were split in half and fell to the ground at the feet of the Heavenly Demon Meteorite Knife.

"Ah!"

The other demon clans were terrified and fled in panic.

The Heavenly Demon Meteorite Knife sneered, waved the black demon knife casually, killed more than a dozen demon clans, and then turned into a black knife light and entered the Qitian Hall.

"Hiss!"

The human cultivators present looked at the demon clan corpses on the ground, gasped involuntarily, and felt lingering fear.

Bixia Huanu's face turned pale, and she said with fear: "Fortunately, fortunately we retreated in advance, otherwise he would have killed us just now."

"This is a vicious man. He is unscrupulous to both our human race and the demon race. He must have a great origin."

Wuyin Quanzu frowned, and suddenly changed his color and said: "Not good, the elders are still inside. If there is a conflict with him, wouldn't it be..."

Just as he said this, an angry question suddenly came from the Qitian Hall:

"Who are you?"

Then, there was a shocking knife whistle, and immediately there was a majestic black knife light, sweeping out from the hall, destroying several silver-white doors.

Bang!

I saw a figure flying out of the hall, landing on the ground, splashing a pool of black blood.

A closer look showed that the figure was an old man with demonic energy all over his body, his eyes were filled with fear, and then the whole person broke into two halves and died on the spot.

"Hiss!"

The human cultivator took another breath of cold air when he saw this, revealing a face full of fear.

Bixia Hua Nu's hands and feet were shaking, and her face was pale as she trembled and said: "Brother Wuyin, he seems to be an elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land. Has he cultivated to the realm of the Eight Dao God Ancestor?"

"He is dead. He was killed by the man who just went in."

Wuyin Quanzu was stunned, and said with a palpitation on his face: "I originally thought he was the top Eight Dao God Ancestor, but now it seems that I was wrong. The elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land is a veteran Eight Dao God Ancestor. His strength is not weak. I didn't expect that he was not his opponent. If the elders meet him, I am afraid it will be dangerous."

He looked at the Qitian Hall, took a deep breath and said: "Junior Sister Bixia, you and the others stay outside, I will go in and tell the elders about this."

"No, Wuyin Quanzu, don't go, it's too dangerous." Bixia Hua Nu hurriedly pulled his arm, tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Wu Yin Quan Zu forced out a smile, pulled out his arm, and used Shanhe Tuhuang Yin to walk into the Qitian Hall.

"Brother Wu Yin, you must come back."

Bixia Hua Nu stood on tiptoe, calling out to his back with tears in her eyes.

But before she finished, Wu Yin Quan Zu had already entered the Qitian Hall.

"Quick, notify the elders."

The panicked demon cultivator hastily sent out a signal talisman.

In the following period of time, five or six Seven Dao God Ancestors and Eight Dao God Ancestors with black runes on their brows came one after another and entered the Qitian Hall.

The practitioners in the square were afraid to avoid them and whispered:

"Where did these demons come from? How did they suddenly appear? I remember that we didn't see them when we came in."

"Who knows? Didn't you notice? Those demons didn't recognize those people. It's really strange. The demons killed each other. This is the first time I saw it today."

"Alas, those demons are so powerful. I hope the elders don't meet them."

...

Amidst the discussion, the Qitian Palace, which was flashing with various divine lights, suddenly made a sound, swayed from east to west, and seemed to be about to collapse.

"What's going on?"

Bixia Hua Nu and others looked at the Qitian Palace in panic, and suddenly heard a hurried roar from one of the floors:

"The Sky Demon Clan, they are the Sky Demon Clan, quickly, send someone to inform the headmaster that there are still Sky Demon Clan in the Qitian Sect."

As soon as the voice fell, the window of that floor was split open by a black magic knife, and then a corpse fell down, a gray-haired old man.

"Seventh Elder?"

The disciples of Yuxu Dongtian shouted forward, and Bixia Hua Nu widened her eyes and screamed in surprise: "That is the Seventh Elder of Yuxu Dongtian, the Eight Dao God Ancestor who became famous a long time ago. He, he is dead?"

As for what he said before he died, it did not attract the attention of Bixia Hua Nu and others.

Buzz!

At this moment, a shocking explosion sounded in the void outside the mountain range, and the practitioners around the square flew out one after another.

At this moment, no one saw that there was a flaming figure, coming like a ghost, and stepped into the Qitian Hall.

He was Tianmo Zhuoyan!

After a while, the practitioners present got up from the ground. Bixia Hua Nu had messy hair and panicked eyes and said: "Just now, what happened just now?"

The other practitioners were also confused, but they all felt uneasy.

Yin!

Not long after, a sword chant that reached the sky and the earth came from outside the square, and then a young man in a white robe walked out. It was the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor.

His speed was not much slower than Tianmo Zhuoyan, and he quickly stepped into the Qitian Hall.

Bixia Hua Nu and others still didn't notice it, and flew out again. They were all horrified. Looking at the body of the seventh elder of Yuxu Dongtian Ba, they were even more panicked and hurriedly sent people out to inform the head of their sect.

About an incense stick of time later, a black-haired young man and a black-robed old man flashed outside the mountain. They were Lin Chen and Mo Lao.