Thunder Martial

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Zi Chen's thoughts were whirling and he thought for a moment before saying, "This is just a very ordinary sword. You probably don't like it, right?"

Demonic Confession lost all his patience and waved his hand directly, a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Mo Tuo gave instructions and rushed forward instantly.

He punched straight towards Zi Chen's face, and an aura comparable to the third level of immortal magic emerged.

Buzz!

The moment he punched, a magic circle appeared above his head. With the bonus of the magic circle, the punch was even more powerful.

Facing the incoming attack, a flash of surprise flashed in Zi Chen's eyes. He stretched out his right hand and shook it lightly. All of Mo Tuo's attacks were neutralized. Then Zi Chen twisted his palm, and the sound of cracking bones was heard.

The magic circle above his head also collapsed in an instant.

Motuo let out a loud cry, his face full of shock.

After just one meeting, he was defeated.

Demon Confession was also stunned, this result was beyond his expectation.

The expressions of the two immortals behind him became solemn.

As for the others, they were all dumbfounded.

Bang!

Zi Chen waved his hand and Mo Tuo flew out.

He looked at the Demonic Confession again and said calmly: "I'm very curious. It's just a broken sword. Why do you want to go to such a big fight?"

"Broken sword?" Demon Chan looked at Zi Chen.

Zi Chen took off the Dao sword behind him. It was covered with cracks visible to the naked eye. "Isn't this broken? In fact, if you really want it, I can give it to you, but your attitude is really unpleasant."

Demonic Confession's eyes flickered, and after Zi Chen showed his due strength, there was no longer any impatience on his face.

"How about you tell me why you fell in love with this sword? Or do you know its origin?"

Zi Chen looked at the Dao Sword, and in his mind he was thinking about whether there was some connection between the Demonic Mountain and the Dao Sword.

Otherwise, why could the other party recognize Dao Jian at a glance?

And get it no matter the cost.

Mo Chan looked at Zi Chen, "If I told you, would you give it to me?"

"We agreed, and I might give it to you. If I didn't agree, and I deceived you, then all of you will die today."

Zi Chen smiled slightly, "Don't think that since this is your territory, I don't dare to kill anyone. It's not difficult for me to kill you all and leave. The big deal..."

At this point, there was a slight pause.

Demonic Confession asked, "What's the big deal?"

Zi Chen smiled and said: "The worst thing is that I won't come here anymore, what a big deal."

The Demonic Confessor laughed when he heard the sound, and several people who had been facing a formidable enemy also breathed a sigh of relief.

When the other party said this, it proved that he was afraid.

For them, that's enough.

One of the immortals sent a message without leaving any trace.

Zi Chen pretended not to notice this little move, "My patience is limited, you can tell me."

Uh-huh!

At the same time, a ray of soul power flew in front of the demon confession like an arrow, "Say one wrong word and you will die!"

The expressions of others became nervous again.

Sensing the terrifying aura contained in the arrows, Demon Penitent's face turned pale slightly. Fortunately, the opponent's premise for killing was that he was wrong.

"I'm not sure what's right or wrong. I can only tell you what I know."

Mo Chan quietly looked at Zi Chen, whose expression was calm.

"This is a god-destroying sword!"

Demon Repent looked at Zi Chen again.

A flash of surprise flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, and he said unexpectedly: "You, a strange demon, actually know the God-Destroying Sword?"

Zi Chen already knew the meaning of this sentence.

"Barely know something."

Zi Chen said: "But how can you conclude that my World-Destroying Divine Sword is genuine? There should be many imitations of the World-Destroying Divine Sword in this world."

"If I say I guessed it, would you believe it?"

The cold chill emitted by the arrow announced Zi Chen's answer.

Demonic Confession immediately stretched out his hand, "Just kidding, of course I know you are telling the truth."

"oh?"

"It's okay to say that other people don't know. If I don't know, it will be an embarrassment to Shanmen. After all, I took the God-Destroying Sword when I was a child, and I grew up feeling its breath. Is it true or false? Even if the aura is concealed, I can still recognize it at a glance."

Demonic Confession was full of confidence, and naturally it was impossible to lie. Zi Chen had a strange color on his face, "So, you Demon Pattern Mountain also has a God-Destroying Sword?"

"Yes."

Demonic Confession nodded and said, "It's exactly the same as yours!"

Zi Chen shook his head, "It's impossible. Although there are more than one World-Destroying Divine Sword, I have never heard of one being spread to the strange demon."

Demonic Confession said: "If you don't believe it, I can take you to have a look."

"If you lie to me, I will kill you!"

The arrows in front of Demon Chan dispersed out of thin air, and Sen Leng's murderous intent also disappeared.

Demon Confession laughed, "I, Demon Pattern Mountain, never lie to others. Not many people know about this kind of thing."

Zi Chen also laughed.

At this moment, both of them have their own thoughts and calculations.

Zi Chen was very excited. Zi Chen didn't know whether the magic pattern mountain would manifest into the power of divine patterns.

But he was 100% sure that the other world-destroying divine sword would transform into the power of divine patterns after encountering his one.

Zi Chen also knew very well what Demon Repentance had planned, which was nothing more than to lure him to Demonic Pattern Mountain and then kill him.

In fact, both sides have their own agendas, and it will be up to them to see who is more skilled.

Zi Chen glanced at Mo Tuo and said, "The method that guy used just now seems to be somewhat similar to the magic circle of the Magic Soul Alliance. What is your origin?"

Demonic Confession smiled and said: "What is the origin? They are the same thing. Whether it is a magic circle or a magic pattern, they were actually called divine patterns. When the spirit tribe was destroyed, we obtained the divine patterns, which eventually evolved into magic circles and magic patterns. Pattern. The Demon Pattern Mountain where we are located was snatched from the hands of the Spirit Tribe back then."

"After we came back, we found a God-Destroying Sword on Demonic Mountain, and we kept it in the sect as a treasure."

The demon confessed everything he knew and said everything he knew.

As for why he told Zi Chen such a secret, Mo Chan knew it in his heart, and Zi Chen also understood it, and neither of them revealed it.

"Those idiots from the Spirit Clan have been completely lonely since that battle. They have no fighting ability and no strong backers. They still dare to challenge the God Clan and us. They are just looking for death!"

Demonic Confession smiled sarcastically, "Oh, it seems that a thing called Chen came out recently. I heard that it caused the Immortal Soul Clan to suffer a small loss. It is estimated that it can only run around for two days. If it met us, it would have died long ago. .”

Zi Chen listened silently and did not respond to any extent.

His soul power was scattered around, sensing abnormalities around him.

At this moment, there were two more immortals in the distance, but they did not come close. They must have changed their minds temporarily.

Demon Pattern Mountain is an absolutely powerful force among these strange demons. It is in charge of more than a dozen huge demon lands, including some land cities, all of which are very large.

As Zi Chen approached the Demon Pattern Mountain, more and more immortal magic appeared secretly.

At this time, the number of people exceeded twenty.

Zi Chen still pretended not to know and listened to the demon confessing some secrets.

Oku was the owner of the previous Demonic Land, and he also came this time. He stood relatively far back, looking at Zi Chen from time to time, as if he was looking at a dead person.

A human being who knew the many secrets of Demon Pattern Mountain would naturally not be able to survive.

It's a pity that this idiot knows nothing and is still complacent.

He felt a little resentful. How did such an idiot become an immortal?

God is really unfair!

By the time Zi Chen saw the Demon Pattern Mountain, there were already more than forty immortals in the secret.

"Look, that's the Demon Pattern Mountain!"

Demon Repent pointed forward, and Zi Chen saw a towering black mountain peak. Countless black clouds hovered at the top of the mountain, covering half of the mountain.

Looking from a distance, the demonic energy is billowing like a surging demon.

Behind Zi Chen, the Dao sword trembled involuntarily, but the frequency was not fast.

This proves that there are opportunities ahead, which are relatively small.

Judging from its frequency, it is not as good as the small village it once was.

"Isn't it time you gave this divine sword to me?"

Demon Chan looked back at Zi Chen, his eyes becoming increasingly unkind.

Zi Chen said: "But I haven't seen your God-Destroying Sword yet."

Demonic Confession smiled coldly, "You will never see me again!"

After saying this, he stepped back.

The three immortals faced Zi Chen, covering Demon Repent and retreating.

Okur and others had long distanced themselves from each other, and now they were even further away.

"Buzz!"

The sky rippled, and countless divine patterns appeared in the sky, intertwined, and evolved into a magic circle.

The aura of destruction surged out from it and began to stir in the sky.

"Boy, if you want my Demonic Mountain's God-Destroying Sword, you first ask them if they agree."

The devil's confession sneered, and the secret magical magic appeared.

Motuo was defeated in a single encounter. The immortal magic that appeared now was at the lowest level of the fourth level of immortal magic.

The highest, reaching the seventh level!

More than forty immortals surrounded Zi Chen, and there was a terrifying magic circle above his head.

From Demon Chan's point of view, such a layout is like a dragnet, and anyone who comes will definitely die.

"What are you doing?"

Zi Chen said: "Don't you just want to destroy the Divine Sword? I can just give it to you. Why bother to create such a big battle?"

Demonic Confession sneered and said: "Others ask for alms, but I, Demon Pattern Mountain, never need alms from outsiders. Whatever we want, we always rob. I have given you face all the way, do you really think you deserve it?"

"Do it!"

Demonic Confession shouted loudly, the aerial magic circle began to operate, and terrifying pressure descended.

"This is called the Demon Suppressing Heaven and Earth. It can suppress everything in the world. Even if you have the God-Destroying Sword, you will still be unable to move even an inch."

Demonic Confession stood in the distance and said with a smile: "Next, I have to think carefully about how to torture you to death."

Zi Chen said: "You are really cruel, but before that, didn't you ask me what my name is? What if I am some big shot that you can't afford to offend?"

Demonic Confession seemed to have heard a big joke, "You scared me to death, and you're a big shot, are you the only one?"

"I thought about it. How about cutting your body into thousands of pieces? Leave you with a bit of consciousness, and then chop you into pieces little by little!"

Suddenly the demon confessed again: "Oh, I forgot to ask, big shot, what is your name?"

"My name is Zi Chen."

Zi Chen laughed, "I've been told that I'm a big shot, but you really shouldn't mess with me."

He raised his head and glanced at the magic circle in the sky.

With just one glance, the magic circle exploded in the air.

Then, Zi Chen held the Dao sword in his hand and turned around to strike.

A sword light centered on Zi Chen, drew a circular sword arc, and swept towards the immortals in front.

The arc of the sword went away, and more than forty immortals were all cut into two.

One glance.

A sword.

The crisis is over.