What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

That being said.

At the moment when he was about to approach Chen Anning, his footsteps suddenly froze for a moment.

It seems a little unreasonable that he voluntarily stopped in front of a powerless mortal.

But at the moment when he stopped——

A narrow and thin line passed across Chen Anning's face.

That is the sword intent of Dao Jian's birthday sword.

It was sharp enough to cut the Yumeng Tianzun into two pieces, tearing the sword intent of the soul.

At the last moment, he didn't get too excited and lose his mind. He was keenly aware of the deadly sword intent, and stopped just right, so that he was not crushed by the sword intent of the Dao Sword Birth Formation.

The sword leaves marks.

The true energy of the old sword master He Junjian is contained in the sword marks left by the sword intent on the ground.

now.

Countless dust and clods shot up into the sky, erecting a towering wall of smoke in front of Chen Anning.

That wall of smoke has no real defensive effect, even if there is some true energy of the old sword master in it, this wall of smoke is still as fragile as a piece of white paper, and can be cut with the most ordinary knife.

Not to mention the mysterious sword in the hands of Yumeng Tianzun?

He is out of the sword.

Standing in front of the wall of smoke, he stabbed at Chen An Ning who was behind the wall of smoke.

Because he knew that it was impossible for Chen Anning, a mortal, to leave the place in such a short period of time.

Behind this wall of smoke is Chen An Ning, this sword will pierce his waist and abdomen, he will not die immediately, but it will be extremely painful and lose any ability to move, completely becoming his captive.

It was he who won.

The sword intent of the old sword master He Junjian was just avoided by him.

Su Zizhou was still coming behind him, but he had already drawn his sword, and Su Zizhou was too late.

"Ha ha……"

Almost uncontrollably, he laughed.

Escaping under the attack of many heavenly deities is a legendary story that can be passed down for a hundred years.

however.

The old sword master He Junjian didn't show any worry on his face.

Even Su Zizhou had only self-blame on his face, no anxiety.

Because this smoke screen is not meaningless.

It obscured Chen Anning's vision, although it was only for a short period of time, Chen Anning was indeed unable to see what was happening in front of him.

Because Chen Anning couldn't see it, so...

She can do whatever she wants.

hum~

Xuan Jian groaned in pain.

Yumeng Tianzun's sword, which was supposed to pierce through the smoke screen, stopped in mid-air, and could no longer penetrate an inch.

He stared in astonishment at the woman in front of him with lightly swaying clothes and fluttering black hair, and he froze in place.

two fingers.

His sword was sandwiched between two slender jade fingers, and a pure dark aura emanated from the fingertips.

There was a loud click.

The mysterious sword was immediately invaded by the devilish energy, and hundreds of thousands of cracks burst out of the sword body, and it shattered into sporadic pieces of iron in an instant.

Yumeng Tianzun widened his eyes in amazement, and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief: "You are..."

The voice did not fall.

That seemingly small and frail right hand grabbed the head of the Yumeng Tianzun.

The aura belonging to the Holy Ancestor Realm slowly emanated from her body, and there was a killing intent in those eyes as deep as a black abyss.

Like picking up a little chicken, Xiao Nianqing grabbed his head with a cold expression, and lifted it into the air.

He instinctively wanted to resist, but found that the true energy in his body was no longer under his control, and the majestic Tianzun in front of this woman... was like a baby who couldn't even walk.

magic.

The cold demonic energy lingered around the body of Yumeng Tianzun.

"Ahh-!!"

He suddenly howled in pain, the cold devil energy was constantly destroying the meridians and flesh in his body.

The skin began to appear corroded. The flesh and skin all over his body seemed to be festered by the demonic energy. What was even more painful was that his soul was also invaded by the demonic energy. A knife was constantly cutting his fragile soul.

One knife after another, he couldn't resist, he could only feel painfully that his soul was being cut off constantly.

soon.

The people could no longer hear the tragic wailing.

What Xiao Nianqing was holding in her hands was a pitch-black mummy that looked like it had been scorched, and the divine soul of that Heavenly Venerable was even more fragmented, let alone a remnant soul, not even a single residue was left.

As if feeling quite bored, Xiao Nianqing directly threw the corpse out, and finally the corpse hit the edge of the Dao Sword birth formation, and was torn apart by the Xuanjian's sword energy into pieces of black ash floating in the air .

The so-called ashes and ashes are wiped out, which is probably the case.

……

Do it all.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

Chen An Ning waved his hand to disperse the dust in front of his eyes, while looking at the empty field in front of him with a little confusion.

He seemed to have seen someone trying to kill him just now, but that person seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

But Chen Anning soon saw Su Zizhou standing not far away, holding a bloody silver knife in his hand, and immediately thought that Su Zizhou should have dealt with that person.

As for the beauty next to him who silently patted the black ash on her hands, Chen Anning didn't even know that she had left.

Xiao Nianqing gave the old sword master a look, the meaning was very simple.

"Good job."

The old sword master He Junjian nodded with a smile, and the meaning was very simple.

"You're welcome."

Just now, He Junjian's sword itself was not intended to kill that Tianzun, but just to create a smoke screen to prevent Chen Anning from seeing what will happen next.

"If so, there will be only one person left."

He Junjian's eyes fell on Guo Yun who was in the distance.

Located in the Dao Sword Birth Formation, Guo Yun couldn't break through the old sword master's sword formation.

The Prince Shaofu who was famous all over the world in the past, now has a gloomy and cold expression that is about to drip black water.

Gu Xun noticed the plain killing intent in He Junjian's eyes, and knew that this old sword mainly aimed at Guo Yun as his next target.

He immediately took a step forward, and said to He Junjian: "Old sword master, can this person survive?"

"Huh?" He Junjian narrowed his eyes and looked back at Gu Xun: "Are you planning to...?"

The old sword master vaguely guessed something, he knew that Gu Yan's mind and soul ability was the best in the world.

Chen Anning naturally also thought of this: "Brother Gu Xun, do you have the ability to ask the answer from your soul?"

"Basically." Gu Yan smiled: "Thinking about it carefully, this person has a special status, so there is no guarantee that there is any other powerful conspiracy behind him. Just in case, he should be arrested and interrogated carefully."

"That's true." Chen Anning nodded.

Although it feels a little cheap to Guo Yun, but thinking about it carefully, it must not be a very comfortable thing to torture the soul.

Hearing the conversation between Gu Sun and the others, Guo Yun took a deep breath.

He is a member of the Jade League, if he was really tortured, he might not really want to spit out a bunch of secrets.

But he didn't dare to betray that leader, and that method... Guo Yun knew it very well.

But before Guo Yun finished his ideological struggle, Chen Anning said:

"Then trouble everyone, capture the prince Shaofu alive."

Finished.

He Junjian, Gu Sun, Su Zizhou, and Xiao Yan all showed signs of doing something.

Now Chen Anning's words represent everything, not only because of the name of the imperial envoy, but also because of the close relationship between him and the several Heavenly Venerates present.

Just when Chen Anning's words fell.

A snow-white figure rushed out first.

There was no expression on Xiao Yan's stern face, he was the first to rush out, as if he wanted to avenge his previous negligence.

Stepping into the air, Xiao Yan immediately came to Guo Yun.

The cold wind is bleak, and the blade cuts through the air.

A gleam of white light flashed from between the snow-white long sleeves, and the short knife hidden in the sleeves was held in Xiao Yan's hand immediately.

There are extremely dark clouds in the sky, and the dark and oppressive sky is accompanied by thunder and lightning.

Gu Xun and Xiao Nianqing raised their heads at the same time, looking at the sky in astonishment.

They could all see that there was a large amount of terrifying saber intent within that cloud, moving swiftly like a lightning python.

Knife field.

Yewuthorn's knife field.

If it is said that in the sword birth formation, ten thousand swords belong to the sword master.