The Spirit of God Million Domain

"Cut the knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more; raise a cup to relieve the sorrow and sorrow will become more and more sorrowful!"

The sound of Duandongliu spread out one after another like wind waves.

Hua Hua Hua...

The sound came out, but no one seemed to respond.

However, Duan Dongliu was not in a hurry.

Instead, he held the wine gourd again and started drinking.

Not long after.

Waves of strong winds roared, and the dark evil energy filled the air crazily, forming strong air waves.

I saw, deep in the Yi Demon Tribe's branch, a figure wearing pitch black robes, his eyes emitting pitch black light.

Just like this, step by step, he walked towards the place where Duan Dongliu was, but his eyes fell on Xu Feng first, with a look of surprise on his eyebrows, and said: "The rumored Duan Dongliu is indeed well-deserved. Come and fight with me, and you dare to bring a boy of the Life Wheel Realm with you."

Having said this, the helmsman of the Yi Demon tribe asked: "Duan Dongliu, aren't you afraid that I will kill him first?"

Duan Dongliu raised his head, the wine gourd was put away by him, his expression was calm and natural: "Do you think you can kill him in front of me?"

Duan Dongliu's words were full of confidence.

If you don't have strong self-confidence and strong strength.

How could he bring Xu Feng to die?

"I just like confident people like you. It will be fun to fight with you."

The helmsman of the Yi Demon Tribe branch is also a practitioner of the Danyuan Realm.

However, he is at the pinnacle of Danyuan realm.

"I'm looking forward to fighting you."

As Duan Dongliu spoke, the spiritual energy in his body began to surge, forming a majestic momentum.

It seemed like an endless gust of wind, surging fiercely, and the whole world seemed to be shaking violently.

Duan Dongliu's body was filled with bursts of the secret meaning of the sword, which turned out to be the secret meaning of the sword at the peak of the third level.

Xu Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he now understood the secret of killing at the second level peak.

He knew very well how terrifying the secret of the sword at the peak of the third level was.

The power of mystery spreads.

The void is controlled by mysteries.

A knife appeared in Duan Dongliu's hand.

The sword light tore apart one after another, forming shock waves one after another.

"This is the true battle of the strong."

Xu Feng's eyes were fixed on Duan Dongliu. There was no fear in his eyes, but excitement.

Being able to see the battles of strong people in the Danyuan Realm is a great blessing for someone with a cultivation level like Xu Feng's.

Boom!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth formed a huge vortex, constantly spinning and twisting around Duan Dongliu's body.

When the spiritual power surges, it is like a dense ray of sword light, derived from the void.

The demonic aura on the opposite side of the Yi Demon tribe's helm also began to flow, and his dark eyes were filled with murderous intent.

If he could kill Duan Dongliu, even if he had to fight to the death, it would be a sure profit for him.

The reason why he didn't leave with Yi Twenty-eight and the others was because he knew very well that once he chose to leave.

I'm afraid that if the Yi Demon clan divides the helm, none of them will survive. Duan Dongliu's reputation is really too great.

"I've long heard that Zige's green mountains cut off the flow of water in the east. His sword skills are superb. He cuts off the water with his sword and the water flows even more. He raises a cup to soothe his sorrows and make them even more sorrowful. It's simply made countless strong people tremble after hearing the news. Let me experience it!"

The voice of the Yi Demon Clan sub-helm leader seemed a little low.

The dark eyes burst into light.

The demonic energy swept wildly.

Moving towards Duan Dongliu, the sword light formed by spiritual power swept out continuously.

It seemed to destroy all the sword light, bringing an even more terrifying momentum.

"It's a good attack, but it's still too weak." Duan Dongliu is also really powerful, and his sword is invincible.

"What a powerful swordsmanship!"

Xu Feng looked at Duan Dongliu's sword skills with surprise on his face and shock in his heart.

The strength of Duan Dongliu's sword skills was beyond Xu Feng's expectation, and even he didn't understand it.

Hee hee hee…

Two powerful air waves clashed in the void, and the violent air waves continued to spread in all directions.

It seemed that there were only endless whirlpools left in the world, where the sword light and the dark demonic energy were constantly fighting.

Xu Feng was able to see clearly at first, but then the battle between Duan Dongliu and the Yi Mo tribe's helmsman began.

What appeared in front of his eyes were phantoms one after another, and from time to time he could only find some sword light seeping through.

Fierce waves spread around.

Bang!

In the midst of the flash of lightning, a violent wave of air struck crazily.

A sword light descended from the sky, seeming to split the world into two halves. The cracks in the void were filled with space hurricanes, forming a violent aftermath that seemed to swallow up the world.

As the two figures retreated at the same time, only dozens of sword lights and countless potholes were left on the ground.

Duan Dongliu grabbed the knife in his hand, and drops of dark blood dripped from the blade.

The helmsman of the Yi Demon Clan opposite him had a gloomy face and solemn eyes, and blood was surging in his arms.

"This is the real great battle!"

Xu Feng couldn't help being shocked.

Who knows, the mysterious woman inside his body.

"Pfft" he burst into laughter.

"This is also called a great war. I'm afraid you don't know the true meaning of a great war!"

The mysterious woman mocked Xu Feng.

Xu Feng rolled his eyes. He knew that the mysterious woman had an extraordinary origin and must be well-informed.

Naturally, he would not argue with the other party. After all, the mysterious woman was considered a well-informed existence.

Arguing with the other party would be like shooting yourself in the foot. He would not do such stupid things.

"The purple pavilion green mountains cut off the eastward flow, and it is indeed well-deserved!"

The helmsman of the Yi Demon clan could not help but sigh.

"I don't like to hear such nonsense." Duan Dongliu said with a smile: "However, I like to hear such words from the mouth of the demons, and I feel comfortable hearing them."

Duan Dongliu's voice was loud, and he grabbed the knife in his hand. Without any unnecessary hesitation or pause, he continued to kill the leader of the Yi Demon tribe.

"Hmph! We still don't know the outcome, so don't be too happy!"

The helmsman of the Yi Demon Tribe said in a deep voice.

"The outcome has been decided. Do you think you are my opponent? Or can you leave alive?"

Duan Dongliu's voice was so confident and his expression was indifferent.

That is a kind of indifference to one's own strength.

Only those with strength dare to say this.

"Not only do I want to leave alive, I also want you to know that I am not someone to be trifled with."

The helmsman of the Yi Demon tribe said with a gloomy face.

As he spoke, the demonic energy condensed and surrounded him, forming waves.

Immediately afterwards, a strong momentum and shock wave spread crazily.

A dark claw seemed to be falling from the sky.

Wherever the claws touched, demonic energy surged.

Like a devil's claw.