World Wide Martial Art

"Huh? Is this your trump card, Liang Jiuzhou?"

The shocking vision that suddenly erupted on Liang Jiuzhou made Chu Haiyu startled. Situ

But he soon calmed down. Since this person can be ranked at the top of the list of demon slayers and is the first of the four great geniuses of the righteous path, he must have strong strength to match.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Liang Jiuzhou's golden figure slowly solidified in the sky and the earth. He did not seem to have any damage. In his cold pupils, a burst of extremely frightening sword power fluctuations erupted. Supported by the hidden Yuanli around him, , exuding bursts of heart-stopping sword light and shadow.

The sword rises and the stars run thousands of miles to kill, and the sound of the rain is loud when there is wind and thunder.

The most surprising thing is that in the middle of Liang Jiuzhou's forehead, between his eyebrows, there is a mysterious golden sword-like pattern shining quietly, and as this golden pattern gradually lights up, Liang Jiuzhou's sword intention becomes stronger and stronger. .

"call……"

After taking a deep breath, Liang Jiuzhou exhaled the turbid air in his chest. There was a wave of sword intent wandering around his body. His whole body was straight and straight, with sharp edges, as if he had turned into a shining golden sword at this moment.

"Is this a special physique?"

"I have long heard that Liang Jiuzhou, the leader of the four great geniuses of Yuanwu, has a natural sword body...the rumors are actually true."

"My martial arts talent is strong, and I also have a special spirit body. It's really... enviable..."

Many warriors around him who were paying attention to him couldn't help but feel the sting in their eyes and looked away one by one.

These people were almost shocked by the aura that exploded from Liang Jiuzhou, and whispers spread everywhere.

Only Chu Haiyu's face did not change much in the field. A cold and slightly playful voice slowly sounded, which seemed particularly harsh in the noise.

"Natural sword body? It turns out that you have such a mysterious and powerful martial body. No wonder you are able to kill everyone and kill thousands of masters of our Demon Sect! Today, His Highness is in front of so many people. , kill you and let the glory of my demon sect surge forward..."

The rumbling sound echoed throughout the audience.

After Chu Haiyu said these words of transformation, billowing demonic aura rippled around his body, and his entire body was wrapped in black mist. Under the gaze of dozens of good and evil warriors present, he rushed towards Liang Jiuzhou without hesitation.

He actually didn't take Liang Jiuzhou, who was born with a sword body, to heart at all...

Although Ye Feng on the other side also noticed the shocking sword intent that erupted from Liang Jiuzhou, at the moment Ye Feng had no time to think about himself and was concentrating on responding to the attack of the "Lord of the Moon Demon" by worshiping the moon.

"boom!"

The huge martial spirit shadow closed its palms together, and in its palms, it slowly condensed the energy of heaven and earth into powerful gray energy light waves, which hit Ye Feng one after another like cannonballs.

With the blessing of "Suzaku Wings" and "Kunpeng Nine Heavens Movement", Ye Feng was as fast as lightning, and those Yuanli light waves bombarded huge pits on the ground behind him.

Although he dodged the attack launched by the phantom of the Moon Worshiping Spirit, Ye Feng still looked a little ugly.

After his body trembled slightly, he seemed to have made some plans. He actually used all his energy, raised his speed to the extreme, and shot toward the worshiping moon.

"You must die!"

Forcibly suppressing the burning of the strange fire in her body with demonic energy, Baiyue's blood-red and strange eyes were locked on Ye Feng. Seeing Ye Feng's erratic figure approaching quickly, her slender jade hands danced lightly, and the demonic light curtain flowed rapidly like a sky curtain. Suddenly it swept away like a tornado.

At the same time, a powerful suction force was stimulated from the mouth of the martial soul shadow on Bai Yue's body, and countless demonic energy in the surroundings were swallowed up by the shadow of the Lord of the Moon Demon.

There is no doubt that she is planning some big move at this moment.

"Um?!"

Ye Feng seemed to have sensed it for a long time.

Seeing this scene, his body that was running forward hurriedly stopped for an instant, and the rising green black fire quickly formed a defensive light shield around him. With the flash of his mind, Ye Feng's face became extremely solemn, and he The Nine Jue Heavenly Stele hanging on his body suddenly vibrated, as if it was summoned. A huge shadow of the stone stele appeared from the bottom up and slowly hung above Ye Feng's head.

The phantom of the Nine Jue Heavenly Monument Martial Spirit had to be activated at this moment.

A burst of frightening light suddenly burst out from Baiyue's blood-red eyes, and in the hands of the tens-foot-large "Lord of the Moon Demon" behind her, a dark demon sword with condensed demonic energy also appeared. As the amethyst sword danced in the hand of Worshiping the Moon, the dark magic sword in the hand of the Moon Demon Lord Shadow also danced, and a powerful wave erupted between the heaven and the earth.

"Is this... really just a battle under the king's realm?"

The surrounding warriors from both good and evil sides had stopped fighting long ago.

Whether it was Liang Jiuzhou and Chu Haiyu, or Ye Feng and Baiyue, the fluctuations of Yuan Power that erupted in these two battlefields were so violent that ordinary warriors at the seventh or eighth level of the virtual realm could not participate at all, and could only do their own thing. Border, retreat a few hundred feet away, look this way for a while, and look that way for a while.

The original participants in the war have now been completely reduced to spectators.

"Moon Demon Star Sword, reverse the Chinese sword!"

"Boom..."

The jet-black magic sword cut a suffocating space crack in the air like a black meteor. It struck Ye Feng, who was not far away from Bai Yue, with an extremely powerful sword slash.

The cold light of the magic sword is dim, and it has been cast for thousands of years.

As soon as the sword was struck, Baiyue's entire delicate face turned pale.

Performing this attack also consumed a lot of energy for her, a warrior in the middle stage of the half-step king realm. The most important point was that she felt that the strange fire burning in her body had a feeling that it could not be suppressed and was about to burst out completely. Of course, Baiyue was still very confident in her sword. Under the attack of "Nihua Zhan", there was no possibility for a virtual realm warrior to take it hard. Even Chu Haiyu, whose cultivation was higher than hers, did not dare to say that he could take her slash in the state of martial soul phantom. After killing the boy in front of her, she had to find someone to drive away the strange fire as soon as possible. Her figure had begun to prepare to leave after the battle. "Junior Brother Ye!" Xuan Jing and others almost held their breath and watched the huge sword shadow fall from the sky and slash at Ye Feng, who was standing there without any movement. Xuan Jing exclaimed, with despair in her eyes...

"Boom..."

A thunderous roar followed, and the surging Yuanli mixed with the spread of demonic energy made several weaker warriors of both the righteous and the demonic ways hundreds of feet away pale and retreat involuntarily.

"You stinky boy, you deserve to die for using the strange fire to harm me."

Bai Yue's pale face was full of joy. She hadn't used her full strength like today for a long time.

Although the opponent was only a small warrior of the fourth level of the virtual realm, it was still a very comfortable thing to be able to fight heartily.

What made her wonder was why the boy didn't use his fast body skills to dodge when he saw her magic sword falling?

Could it be that he was scared silly by this unpredictable momentum?

Shaking her head, Bai Yue flashed slightly, intending to get away.

Every time she delayed, the crisis brought to her by the strange fire would increase by one point.

However, before Baiyue's figure moved, at this moment, a wave of vital energy that made him extremely frightened in the depths of his heart came violently from the center of the dust.

"Not good!"

Baiyue felt a chill in his heart, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that the demonic energy in his body that suppressed the burning of the strange fire was surging in an instant, as if it was inspired by an irresistible force, becoming violent and turbulent, rushing to burst out of the body.

This... How could it be like this?

At this moment, the Saint of the Moon Demon Sect was horrified, and her eyes were filled with despair...

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