Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

The Fuso knife collided violently with the tip of the spear

The sound of energy clashing was loud and violent, making people dizzy and making the space seem to tremble.

The violent airflow blasted large craters into the ground.

One person and one demon can be separated at the touch of a finger, facing each other from a distance.

Demon Saint Gui Che’s expression was very solemn.

After carrying the entire Demon Suppressing Pass by one person, he could not feel the aura of decay on his body in just a few days.

On the contrary, it seems... stronger! !

The solemn look on Gui Che's face was gradually replaced by excitement.

"Good! Good! Good!!"

Gui Che exhaled and then rushed forward like lightning.

The spear slammed into Li Ping'an's face.

This shot was thrust out, and even the wind and clouds seemed to change their expressions. This was a shot that was sure to kill.

Simple, powerful, and extremely fast.

All the power is concentrated on the gun body, leaving no room for subsequent changes, and the moves are full of irreversible momentum.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and this shot was inevitable.

In an instant, a huge circle appeared out of thin air.

The murderous aura in it was earth-shaking, as if the moon was destroying and the stars were sinking.

All dark and decayed.

Murderous intent is like a tide, eroding every inch of land and space.

This situation lasted for more than ten breaths, and the circle shrank smaller and smaller, until it was only about two feet wide.

The ghost car vomited blood and flew out.

Li Ping'an punched his fists hard enough to penetrate his bones, and pushed out with a roar.

At the same time, a flying sword shot out.

This sword comes with great force.

Shang Yang is sophisticated, ruthless and ruthless.

This sword is lightning fast and can kill with one strike.

Demon Saint Shang Yang takes action.

"Om-!!"

Li Ping'an suddenly closed his palms and grabbed the flying sword out of thin air.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Without giving Li Ping'an a chance to breathe, a hand suddenly appeared from the ground beneath his feet.

Demon Saint Fei Dan joins the battlefield, and the colorless powder scatters.

poison! !

The demon saint Fei Dan is famous for his poison.

Once he takes action, it is a strange poison that is enough to make the Eighth Realm master lose his fighting power.

Li Ping'an stamped his foot violently,

"Boom..."

The energy dispersed, and then the figure flew away upside down.

He fired two punches from a distance, forcing Fei Dan to retreat.

Before Li Ping'an could fall, another figure struck.

With a blow to the head, the demon saint struck the iron blow.

The horns and feet are the size and shape of a buffalo, and the fur is as black as paint.

Li Ping'an dodged to avoid the blow.

As soon as Bati spits out his mouth, the flood will surge.

The person being held hostage feels as if he is being ridden by thousands of insects, and as if he is trapped in a swamp and cannot escape.

At the same time, Demon Saint Bai Ze held out a sword from a distance.

A straight line,

There is only one sword, no second sword.

The sword of swordsmanship is often done without drawing the sword.

One sword decides the outcome.

The Drizzle Sword flew out, and Li Ping'an used his fists to resist the torrential flood.

Within one breath.

The Xiaoyu Sword fell into pieces.

The remaining sword energy from Bai Ze's thrust continued to surge toward Li Ping'an.

The sword energy suddenly turned around midway.

Three pure ancient sword intentions were actually dispersed.

Li Ping'an punched twice, shattering the sword intent.

At the same time, he kicked the iron back with a kick...

After each demon saint made a move, they quickly left the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, the demon army and countless demon monks who were preparing to attack in the distance rushed towards Li Ping'an again.

The several demon saints were quietly waiting for the opportunity again.

Bai Ze stood with his hands behind his back. He didn't know how much effort it took to accumulate this ancient sword intention.

This was a siege, and I don’t know how many monks died in such a siege.

Either they were eaten alive, or they were beaten to exhaustion and killed with one blow.

Li Ping'an glanced at the broken Xiaoyu Sword and reached out to hold the Fuso Sword.

The next moment, the sword light swept over.

The flying sword towers in the Demon Suppressing Pass have completely lost their function.

Bai Yujing and Lao Niu guarded the front of the Demon Suppression Pass, and the densely packed demon clan was pushed back one after another.

Then one wave after another came up, like there was no end,

"Whoo~"

After Li Ping'an killed an eighth-level warrior demon, he finally couldn't help but take a breath.

In an instant, Yang Jianbai came to kill with the method of thunder.

Demon Saint Qinyuan's two seals attacked him from the left and right sides.

Gui Che and Fei Dan also took action at the same time...

After repeating this several times, Li Ping'an obviously lost the initial energy, and his breath declined visibly to the naked eye.

More than a dozen eight-level demons were dealing with him, and they were rushing to die.

Not to mention there are countless demon clans who don't give Li Ping'an the slightest chance to breathe.

The demon saints at the rear of the battlefield stared at Li Ping'an greedily, like a group of hyenas staring at a fighting lion, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.

"Whoo~"

Another hurried change of breath.

Suddenly, Li Pingan received a talisman.

"kill!!"

How could Shang Yang let go of this opportunity.

The ghost chariot took the lead and arrived in front of Li Pingan in an instant.

Bai Ze's eyelids twitched and he suddenly realized something.

"No...retreat!"

But it was already too late, Li Ping'an's energy suddenly exploded.

On the already crumbling white jade capital, a golden stream of light suddenly shot out.

Gui Che didn't notice Bai Yujing's movements at all, and was completely focused on Li Ping'an, and was unexpectedly penetrated through the chest and abdomen.

Golden fine lines quickly spread all over the body.

Gui Che knew that he still had a way to survive, and he wanted to escape.

Shang Yang nearby and Bai Ze in the distance reacted fastest.

At the same time, he handed out a sword to Li Ping'an, trying to save Gui Che.

Li Ping'an, who was covered in blood, did not hide, but at the cost of shouldering the sword, he tore off Gui Che's head with one hand.

The ghost car with its head separated was not dead. He stared in disbelief.

The next moment, its head turned into a ball of blood and mud in Li Pingan's hands.

Li Pingan raised his head and looked at the remaining enemies, his tone still calm.

"next."

retreat! !

The Demon Saint once again retreated to the rear.

Countless magical flying swords also hit Li Pingan again.

Li Pingan also rushed away again.

Since we are in a desperate situation and there is no way to retreat, why not go forward and fight to the death, and maybe we can still get a little hope.

.........

Before you know it, the bodies have piled up.

Most of them were directly crushed into countless pieces of dust and blown away by the strong wind.

This was the first time he had charged into battle, and Li Pingan had long forgotten it.

The Fuso knife had been beaten to pieces long before.

The situation of Lao Niu and Bai Yujing is no better than theirs. There are too many enemies.

If there are more of them, line them up in a row and let them kill them.

The killing lasted for ten days and ten nights, until their hands were numb and their brains were unable to think and they could not finish the killing.

He no longer had the energy to turn Bai Yujing's flying sword, otherwise Lao Niu would be unable to bear it.

Under the repeated bombardment of more than a hundred eight-level demons, they could only hold on with all their lives.

Li Ping'an waved his fists and once again killed a huge circle on the battlefield and returned to the original place.

Bai Ze stared at Li Ping'an with fear, his expression solemn.

Demon Saint Gui Che, this is the first Demon Saint to die on the battlefield.

In addition, Demon Saint Fei Dan and Demon Saint Shang Yang were seriously injured.

Demon Saint Bitie had his limbs cut off three times, and even his head was torn off.

The last time, if not for the two great demons under him who fought with their lives to save it.

If you break the iron, you will definitely die!

Each magic weapon that the Demon Saint had carefully refined for thousands of years or even ten thousand years was destroyed.

Nearly 90 great demons of the eighth realm were killed, and the demon monks below the eighth realm suffered countless casualties.

Bai Ze secretly made up his mind.

This person must be killed! !Otherwise, it will definitely be a serious problem for the demon clan.

At the moment, it is no longer important for him to break through an unguarded demon-suppressing pass.

If this person doesn't die, the demon clan will be uneasy!

Li Ping'an stumbled, holding two heads in his hand.

His eyes were filled with blurry blood.

The blurry sunset fell into his eyes, making it difficult for him to see the demon army rushing toward him.

But this is no longer important, Li Ping'an once again put up a boxing stance.

There is no way back, ready to squeeze out the last bit of energy in the body.

He whispered softly: "Li Ping'an, start the formation..."

The sun sets on the mountainside and the geese carry the sun on their backs.

This seemed like a good home.

A generous palm suddenly rested on his shoulder.

Li Ping'an was startled, then put down his fist.

"If you could come earlier, I might even treat you to a drink." Li Ping'an said.

"Ha! Don't." Gu Xizhou grinned, "I always come and go without a trace, as you know.

I was wandering on the sea at that time. If I hadn't overheard the Sea Dragon King talking about this incident, brother, I would still be simmering turtle soup in the sea right now. "

At this time, he still had time to chat.

"Bam—!!"

He kept talking, but he did not forget the enemy in front of him.

The punch came out easily and comfortably, as if it was just a warm-up.

The fist intention is still so domineering.

Yang Jianbai, who was forced to retreat, fell into the demon soldiers at the same time, killing countless people.

Then, with a wave of his hand, Li Ping'an was thrown to the wall.

He said loudly to the monster army: "It's the second half, it's time to make substitutions!!"

"Cough cough!"

Li Ping'an half-opened his eyes and saw the huge beam of light coming from the sky.

He coughed out a mouthful of blood and saw many figures in the blur.

Finally....here it comes.

Human reinforcements have arrived! !