Thunder Martial

The stone knife in Zi Chen's hand turned into a small flying knife.

The flying knife pierced the air and flew into the distance.

There was a popping sound, and the bodies of the digital demons blocking the way were pierced, blood was flying in the air, and their bodies fell from the sky.

The black wind appeared out of thin air, and swept the bodies of those demons. The wind swept in the black wind was like a sharp blade, cutting the bodies of those demons.

Those who dare to stop Zichen are all demons from the upper realm. Naturally, Tianfeng can't kill them, but it can stop them for a while.

This period of time is enough for Zi Chen to go from far to near, and at the same time let the stone knife carry out a second attack.

The sound of puff sounded again, and another demon was pierced through the body and fell towards the ground.

The battle happened very quickly, and it ended very quickly. During this period, these demons hardly formed an effective barrier, and Zi Chen had already drifted away.

The brilliance flashed, and four magic knife messengers appeared, looking at the blood on the ground.

The four of them looked at each other with strange expressions and surprise in their eyes.

The Thunder Clan member was obviously injured, but they didn't expect to still have such a powerful combat power, and the four of them knew very well that the other party had a record of killing Demon Saber Envoys, so they followed carefully, looking for an opportunity to make a move. Dare to be careless.

After all, they came here, and there are other important things, and they have already lost one, and there must be no more losses.

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boom!

The void oscillated, and a palm print surrounded by demonic energy appeared, appeared out of thin air, descended from the sky, and went straight to Zichen.

call out!

In the distance, a black light pierced the sky, leaving an obvious trace in the air.

Swish!

There is a knife light appearing, and there is a sword light lingering.

The demons have already sensed Zichen's strength, so they shot from a long distance and began to block.

The flying knife started, the light flickered and turned into a stone knife, and Zi Chen broke the sky with one blow.

The light of the sword went up against the sky, breaking the palm print with one blow, Zi Chen's figure soared into the sky.

During this period, his figure flickered one after another, and the lights of swords and swords brushed past his body.

When he came to the sky, Zi Chen turned around and drew out his knife. With a clang, a demon weapon was blown away by him.

Swish!

Immediately afterwards, Zi Chen used Thunder and Lightning to fly away, like a thunder.

He dodged another attack and kill.

But when he left, there was blood flying in the air, it was the blood coughed up by Zi Chen, and at the same time, there was blood from the wound on his body.

No matter how powerful Zi Chen was, he couldn't resist the siege of many upper-level demons with ease, and it was inevitable that he would be injured.

During the period, he was injured more and more, and there were some more wounds on his body.

Zi Chen went away with a knife, but there were still demons in front of him, and all kinds of powerful attacks fell.

Obviously, those demons deliberately wanted to consume Zi Chen to death.

Netherworld and Tianfeng can only be around him, and they can barely save their lives.

The two of them are only in the lower realm, and Zi Chen's opponents are both in the upper realm. In this case, it is very difficult for them to survive.

As he rushed forward like this, Zi Chen was constantly injured, and the injuries became more and more serious, and gradually he could no longer suppress it.

But the enemy seems to have an infinite number.

Zi Chen gritted his teeth and swallowed another pill. At this moment, he obviously couldn't care less about his heartache. He just regretted that he didn't exchange a few more pills at the beginning.

The elixir entered the stomach, but there was not enough time to refine it, obviously the effect was not good.

call out!

The stone knife was like a thunderbolt, piercing through the attack in front, and then going forward without hesitation, piercing through the bodies of several demons, turning back.

Zi Chen was no longer in the mood to kill them, so he could only escape while they were injured and unable to attack again.

In Zichen's heart, there has always been a sense of danger, as if there is some kind of powerful existence behind him, staring at him silently.

And once there is any slack in oneself, the danger of that kind of death will be approaching.

The wounded upper-level demons retreated one after another, and then the uninjured demons followed.

Zichen raised his head and looked into the distance, he didn't know when he would end up running like this.

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In a forest, a human man wearing a long robe was walking forward.

There was a long sword on his back, the blade was simple and unremarkable.

"It's been a long time since I've been here, and I've only seen so many demons. It's too bad luck."

The man was biting a weed, muttering in his mouth, and looked around from time to time, but he didn't have the exact direction and target.

He looked down at his points, not even one thousand, and immediately became even more depressed.

With a puff, he spat out the dead grass in his mouth, and said to the sky: "I said, even if I don't have points, at least let me meet a native beast? Otherwise, I am a madman Meng. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to go back? Don't you want to be laughed at by everyone?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a black spot appeared in the sky. The black spot fell from the sky like a meteorite.

The man's eyes turned cold, and his right hand grabbed the hilt of the sword behind him.

The black spot enlarged rapidly, and it was a person. When it was about to hit the ground, a gust of black wind appeared and enveloped the other person's body.

Swish!

The man landed successfully, and then coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

He turned his head, glanced behind him, and then found a man not far away, and said: "What are you still doing in a daze, run quickly, the demons are behind!"

After finishing speaking, the man continued to run away and said without looking back: "Run in the opposite direction, don't follow me!"

The man didn't make any response, let alone run away, but turned his head and looked behind.

The one who ran forward was of course Zi Chen, he had been running for a long time and had no idea where he had gone.

As he ran away, he soon realized that the person hadn't left. He immediately turned his head, ready to remind him, and fled quickly.

At this moment, the figure of the Demon Race appeared in the line of sight.

The digital upper-level demons chased after them.

Seeing this scene, Zi Chen gritted his teeth, cursed inwardly, and was about to run back.

At this moment, the man's hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly exerted force.

The long sword that was originally carried behind his back fell into his hand, and he slashed forward with the sword.

A sharp sword energy shot up into the sky, piercing the sky like a streak of swords, and went straight into the sky.

Puff!

The body of an upper-level demon was separated from it, and blood rained in the air.

Zi Chen, who was about to save the other party, suddenly stopped and stared blankly ahead.

I saw that man, his whole body was shining, and the previously ordinary long sword was lit up with many patterns.

He stood there like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, standing between the sky and the earth.

Another sword went up against the sky.

The sword intent rushed to the night, Yun Duo was immediately crushed, and the second upper-level demon was cut open by a sword.

Demon blood flew in the air, and the corpses of the demon clan fell to the ground.

Zi Chen couldn't believe it and was very shocked.

The opponent's third sword cut out.