Fantasy: I can pick up attributes and become stronger

Seeing this long sword, Xuan Ning's pupils shrank sharply, revealing disbelief.

The Holy Lotus Sword, the treasure of the Demon Palace, is extremely powerful!
But this treasure has long been lost and disappeared in the years.

Unexpectedly, it would appear here again!

"Xuan Ning, long time no see, do you still recognize this young master?"

At this moment, a slightly familiar voice came from the cave.

Then, a handsome man in a green shirt came out from the depths of the cave with his hands behind his back.

A hint of arrogance and contempt flashed between his brows.

He squinted, looked down at the crowd, with a mocking smile on his lips: "Xuan Ning, how did you end up in such a state that you were seriously injured?"

"Humph!"

Xuan Ning's eyes burst out with murderous intent, he gritted his teeth, and said in a hateful voice: "You demons are too deceitful!"

With a flash of his figure, he rushed out quickly, and punched out with such force as a rainbow, hitting the man in the blue shirt.

Bang!
The man in the green shirt vomited blood and flew out backwards.

His face was pale, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but there was still a mocking smile on his face.

"Xuan Ning, you are still the same, with such a violent temper." The man in the blue shirt said flatly, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

This is a young man.

He was dressed in a brocade gown with a jade belt around his waist and a folding fan in his hand, giving him a refined and unrestrained air.

"Mozong, Moyun?"

Xuan Ning's face changed slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

The Demon Sect is one of the three king cities, a well-known overlord among the Demon Clan.

There are a total of nine royal clans in the demon clan, and they compete fiercely with each other.

As for Mo Yun, he is the best among the Demon Sect, his cultivation has reached the level of alchemy master, and he has a high status and is highly respected among the Demon Clan.

"Mo Yun, you dare to come to die!"

Xuan Ning sneered.

Mo Yun's cultivation base is far worse than his own.

"I advise you to leave this place immediately, lest you lose your life!"

"Hahaha, lost my life? Are you kidding me?"

Mo Yun laughed out loud, full of sarcasm.

As soon as the words fell, he threw his right hand and threw the long sword in his hand into the air.

Swish swish!
The long sword was suspended, shining bright rays of light, like a round of scorching sun, shining on the entire dungeon.

"Boom boom boom!"

There were bursts of bangs and explosions, and balls of fireballs condensed out of thin air, bombarding towards Xuanning like a volcanic eruption.

This is a fire spell!

The power of the fireball is far better than the fireball formed by ordinary true energy, and its temperature is extremely high, enough to burn everything.

"Tips for carving insects!"

But Xuan Ning was not afraid, and with a cold shout, he raised his hand and punched out.

The boxing technique he used contained some kind of mysterious legal principles, and there were even more runes flashing on the fist.

Bang bang bang!
In an instant, the two forces collided, and a piercing roar erupted.

Immediately afterwards, those fireballs exploded and annihilated one after another.

"Ok?"

Mo Yun frowned, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Xuan Ning is worthy of being the former Demon Emperor, and his strength has indeed improved a lot.

"Your strength has increased a lot."

"But in front of me, you are still not worth mentioning."

"Today, you must die!"

Mo Yun shouted coldly, opened his arms, and wisps of dark purple mist gathered in his hands, condensing into a purple machete.

This purple scimitar, filled with cold and evil spirit, is extremely sharp, and it seems to be able to cut through all obstacles!
"Xuanwu Slash!"

Xuan Ning let out a low growl, stomped his feet fiercely, leaped up in the air, stretched his arms, and slapped Mo Yun fiercely.

Bang!
When the two collided, the huge force surged, like overwhelming mountains and seas, and spread towards the surroundings.

Deng Deng Deng!
Both of them took three steps back!

Xuan Ning's eyes were full of disbelief.

"How is it possible? You are obviously just a little devil, why are you so much stronger than me!"

"Hmph!" Mo Yun snorted coldly, and said, "I am the son of the Lord Demon King, and I am destined to inherit the supreme power of the Demon Sect in the future!"

"A mere devil, it's not worth mentioning, I want to kill you, it's easy!"

As he said that, his figure flashed, turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards Xuan Ning.

"court death!"

Xuanning was furious.

His muscles swelled, and his breath became even more terrifying.

"Tiantian Seal!"

Only Xuan Ning sternly shouted.

A quaint big seal suddenly appeared in the void, exuding infinite coercion.

Rumble!
The big seal was crushed down, and the void was smashed and collapsed.

"Pfft!"

Mo Yun's face turned pale, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his figure flew upside down like a cannonball, hitting the rock wall fiercely.

boom!
The rock wall cracked and a large pit appeared, and the magic cloud lay in it, dying.

"Trash, it really is trash!"

Looking at Mo Yun who was seriously injured and dying, Xuan Ning looked indifferent, and stepped forward, walking towards Mo Yun.

A look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

The Demon Lord Xuanming is known as the peerless hero, and the eight guardians under his command are all powerful demon kings, and each of them is an unrivaled hero.

But this magic cloud is an idiot!
His cultivation aptitude is not considered high, and if the Demon Sect hadn't devoted all his efforts to cultivate him, it would be impossible for him to have the current achievements.

But relying on his father's favor, he is arrogant and domineering, doing things unscrupulously.

In his eyes, Xuan Ning is just a dog, a humble dog!
Not only did he look down on Xuan Ning, he even looked down on the people around Xuan Ning.

"You...you can't kill me!"

There was panic in Mo Yun's eyes, and he struggled desperately, but he was seriously injured, so it was useless.

He knew that Xuan Ning was cruel and merciless, and if he provoked him this time, his life might be in danger!
"Oh? What qualifications do you have to beg for mercy?"

Xuan Ning's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he punched Mo Yun, wanting to kill him.

"I am the son of the Demon Sect!"

At the critical moment, Mo Yun suddenly shouted.

boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Ning punched him, breaking his spine, and screamed again and again.

Mo Yun's body trembled, excruciating pain, his eyes were full of resentment: "Xuan Ning, you bloody bastard!"

"My father will not let you go!"

Xuan Ning looked cold, without any pity in his eyes.

"My father is the Demon King, the strongest in the Northern Desolate Territory, commanding thousands of demon armies, and has outstanding military exploits. If you dare to kill me, my father will definitely not let you go!"

The magic cloud roared, and he was hoarse.

"Your father?"

The corner of Xuan Ning's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, and his eyes showed strong disdain: "Even if your father kneels in front of me, you must obey obediently."

"As for you..."

"Just a dog in my father's hands!"

As soon as the words fell, Xuan Ning wanted to take action directly to completely eliminate Mo Yun.

But at this moment-

Click!

A crisp voice came.

Xuan Ning turned his head to look.

I saw that the magic sword that had been inserted into the stone gate was slowly pulled out from the stone gate!

Buzz~ Buzz~ Buzz!
Strands of strange fluctuations escaped from the magic sword.

This fluctuation is very subtle and extremely hidden.