Wang Yan, who held up the black fire stick, showed his signature healing smile, "So, I will let you die in the right place."

The great demon king finally understood

He understood why at the beginning, Wang Yan had to use swordsmanship that he didn't know at all, and used all the moves from the three religions.

He understood why Wang Yan started to fight with him in hand-to-hand combat again, and why he was able to win unexpectedly after using his unique skills.

He understood that after doing it for a long time, he became a free sparring partner.

"puff"

After understanding everything, the great demon king of the demon clan was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had never been so humiliated.

A great demon king was reduced to being a sparring partner for a human monk who was in the early stages of entering the spiritual realm. He was tricked around and finally defeated.

As a proud demon king, how could he endure such an insult.

"I will fight with you to create the Thunder Method Blood Purple Thunder Source."

The Demon King roared angrily, and he also exuded the same secret technique as the brutal Demon King back then, full of death, despair, and so powerful that it was suffocating.

A short period of invincibility is obtained at the cost of burning one's life.

The Demon King roared angrily, and his arms split into countless dense black swords.

At the same time, blood poured out of his body as if it was free of charge, forming sharp swords in the air.

Each sword was surrounded by purple thunder and lightning, crackling.

His physical body shriveled up visibly to the naked eye, and could be described as skin and bones.

An extremely dangerous aura enveloped Wang Yan's body, causing his pupils to shrink rapidly. The "villain" died of talking too much, and it was not only used on villains.

This blow is very dangerous

However, facing this terrifying blow, Wang Yan seemed to have a new epiphany.

"Go ahead, pierce him as much as you want, suck out his blood, and replenish my life."

After using the secret method that cost his life, the Demon King was certain to die, but if there was no absolute, he would not die as long as he drained Wang Yan's blood.

But the foundation will definitely be damaged and cannot be restored, but he is not afraid.

The great Lord Demon Lord has already thought of a way, which is to assimilate into the Blood King, give up the original body, and obtain a new body.

No matter if his foundation is damaged, he might gain even more power.

Thinking of this, the Demon King became more and more excited.

With this blow, let alone a human monk in the early stages of entering the spiritual realm, even a monk who is at the peak of the spiritual realm and is about to reach the immortal realm will probably be seriously injured even if he is not dead.

"Whoosh whoosh"

The sharp sword finally came out of the string, with an indomitable momentum, and arrived in front of Wang Yan in the blink of an eye.

However, Wang Yan calmly raised a finger

Suddenly, the Demon King lost control of all the purple thunder swords.

The Purple Thunder Sword stopped in front of Wang Yan, as if there was a barrier in front of Wang Yan to protect him, and the Purple Thunder Sword could not move forward one step.

It's like Wang Yan controlled the Purple Thunder Sword and asked them to stop their offensive.

When the Demon King was stunned, he clearly saw that the Purple Thunder Sword had turned around and was pointing at him.

The Demon King's face was full of disbelief, "How is it possible that it's impossible for you to ask and do it?"

Wang Yan smiled calmly and said, "I have an immortal method called the method of attracting thunder. I learned it when I was bathed in the Taoist thunder source."

"Being bathed in Daofa Leiyuan, you are so bragging that you don't make any drafts."

The Demon King interrupted.

Wang Yan coughed and did not pay attention to the interruption of the Demon King. He continued: "This lightning drawing technique is an immortal technique evolved from the Taoist thunder source. As the first thunder source and the head of all thunder, Logically speaking, he should be able to control all lightning techniques."

When the Demon King heard these words, his eyes darkened and he almost fainted on the spot.

His mouth kept moving, and he held it in for a long time before he could say, "You kid is fucking cheating."

"Can I stop being your sparring partner?"

The Demon King turned around and wanted to run to seek help from the two blood kings. He had already used a secret method that cost his life. Was Wang Yan killed by him? His unique skill, Blood Purple Thunder Source, also turned traitor. .

Only the Blood King can help him now, so he can save his life for the time being.

However, Wang Yan didn't give him any chance. He flashed in front of the Demon King and solemnly said: "No, you have to start and finish everything."

After saying that, he turned the black fire stick in his hand, aimed at the head of the demon king, and hit it hard.

"Eat me with one move, bewitched with a stick"

The black fire stick hit the head of the demon king. The opponent rolled his eyes and actually fainted in the hegemonic state.

Wang Yan blinked his eyes, squatted down and tested the breath of the Demon King, and found that the other person's breathing went from strong to weak, and disappeared little by little.

"That's right. He used the secret method. Did he kill me? Why did I knock him unconscious?"

Then Wang Yan looked at the four people who were still fighting in the sky, and then looked at the demon king lying on the ground, "Oh, this is really a close battle."

"But it's a pity that I, Wang Yan Jianxian, won in the end."

His voice was really loud, even if the battle between the four people in the sky was so fierce, he could still hear it clearly.

The two blood kings looked at the demon king with shocked expressions, and slightly frightened, and then at Wang Yan.

No way

A human monk who was in the early stages of entering the spiritual realm really killed the demon king like this.

Moreover, the death of the great demon king was so tragic

Tushan Yaya's eyes were full of brilliance, but she was not a nymphomaniac, she was just amazed that she was indeed an angel, and her fighting ability could not be defined by ordinary standards.

The Supreme Sword Immortal gave a thumbs up and flattered him unabashedly: "Wang Yan Sword Immortal is indeed mighty."

This flattery touched Wang Yan's heart. He laughed exaggeratedly, lightly twitched his fingers, and then pointed at the two blood kings.

The purple thunder sword of the Demon King suddenly turned into bolts of lightning and rushed towards the two of them, like a poisonous snake locking its prey.

The same recipe, the same taste, but the difference is that the person driving them is replaced by another person.

The two blood kings felt the purple thunder sword exuding a dangerous and suffocating feeling.

He wanted to dodge, but found that his speed was less than one ten thousandth of the attacker.

Countless densely packed purple thunder swords could easily pierce them, just like a needle could easily pierce a tissue.

Wang Yan was shocked, wasn't he? The crisis of the Purple Thunder Sword was so great.

He took a breath of cold air and stared at the dead demon king with chills all over his body.

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