After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

As soon as the words fell, the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth were surging, and the moon was covered by dark clouds, and even a little bit of moonlight was extinguished in an instant.Only the lights of the small building shone brightly like a firefly.

The wind swayed He Lanjue's clothes, and a black air flowed around his fingertips, condensing into a long sword in the palm of his hand. If it wasn't for the slight red light on the sword, this pure black long sword would almost melt into the night. as one

The visitor shook his head and sighed softly: "Chunjun was originally the sword of the benevolent and kingly. Since you fell into the demonic way, you have slaughtered tens of thousands of Taoists with this sword. Even the sword has become like this. Qing Jue , your breath should have been exhausted long ago."

He Lanjue didn't talk nonsense with him, he raised his sword and slashed.

The bloody sword light pierced the night and landed on the place where the man was standing. There was a bang on the ground, and a deep ravine was opened, but the man's figure was extremely fast, and he retreated more than ten feet away in a flash.

"Your soul is incomplete, and you have cut off your own heart veins. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to use this sword now?"

Chunjun was originally the sword of the gods. The divine power comes from the aura of heaven and earth. One sword has the power of ten thousand junctures and can divide mountains and seas. But since He Lanjue fell into the sky, this sword can only feed on He Lanjue's devilish energy. .

He Lanjue didn't answer, but with a flash of figure, he was already in front of the coming person, and swung his sword to cut him in half.

The moment the sword blade touched the man's robe, He Lanjue realized that it was just a phantom that led him forward. With a touch of his feet, his figure twisted in mid-air, barely avoiding a chapter on his back, but he was still wiped by the palm wind. shoulder.

His right shoulder was instantly torn apart, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.Blood flowed down the arm like a stream, and a few drops fell on the pure black sword.

Chun Junjian drank the blood, as if a drug-addicted person became more excited when he saw drugs, and his red glow flourished.

The visitor smiled sullenly: "Qing Jue, Qing Jue, every second you are in this world, you have to suffer pain from the heart, why don't you just let me end this pain for you?"

He Lanjue gritted his teeth secretly, and the veins in the hand holding the sword burst out: "If you want to hit, hit it, don't talk nonsense."

With a flash of his tall and thin figure, he raised his sword and rushed towards the direction of this person. The person also pulled out a demon sword from the void. The moment the two heavy weapons collided, there was absolute silence, but the silence only lasted for a moment. , a huge incomparable surge of spiritual power exploded quickly.

This blow seemed to drop a heavy missile. Except for the small building with a protective formation, all the trees and buildings within tens of meters around were destroyed and collapsed, turning into ruins.

The swords intersected, and there was a stalemate.

"I didn't expect that you would have this day." The visitor's face became more ferocious, and his body was full of green light, forcing He Lanjue to take a step back, "Penglai, your sword, I have already It's gone to ashes."

Cold sweat had already drenched He Lanjue's back, and his shoulders were dripping with blood, but the expression on his face remained unchanged: "So what?"

In the eyes of the visitor, the madness is even worse: "This just shows that the sky is going to kill you, and today should be your death day!"

"Hmph, just try it!" He Lanjue withdrew his strength and backed away, not sticking with him any longer, regardless of the damaged heart, forcibly mobilized the magic power of the primordial spirit.

A line of blood dripped slowly from his lips, but he didn't care.

The red light of Chunjun sword soared, suppressing the aura of the demon sword at once, forcing the opponent to retreat in a row, struggling left and right, and seemed to be able to win with one blow. At this moment, the black liquid splashed on his body was like a spider spinning silk. Suddenly it turned into a huge net and bound He Lanjue's limbs.

Although it only stopped him for a split second, the outcome of a master's fight is usually only a split second. The comer seized the opportunity, avoided his sword blade, and slashed his waist with a backhand.

He Lanjue blocked it with his sword, the man was waiting for this moment, summoned another demon sword from the void, stabbed He Lanjue's chest with one blow, and stabbed him right through.

He Lanjue only felt a coldness in his chest at first, followed by a burst of unbearable pain that made his eyes go black, and he vomited a big mouthful of blood, and then he could no longer use his strength, his body went limp, and he was taken advantage of by the man nailed to the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk——" the man shook his head, as if it was a pity, and looked down at him from top to bottom: "You who were born as a god and became a devil emperor probably never thought that one day you will Will it fall to this point?"

The man seemed to be very happy, he laughed, and even stepped on He Lanjue's sword-holding wrist.

He Lanjue trembled uncontrollably due to the severe injury and severe pain of Yuanshen, and he could no longer hold the Chunjun sword. As soon as he let go, the long sword slid down to the ground with a clang.

"It's just two mortals. You can leave them alone and escape by yourself. Why did you come here so reluctantly?"

Blood poured into his throat continuously, and He Lanjue opened his mouth several times, barely able to make a sound, but just stared at the person with unflinching eyes: "If you want to kill... then kill!"

"It's so easy to let you off, how can I get rid of the hatred in my heart?" The tip of the shoe stepped on He Lanjue's palm harder and harder, like a cat that finally found the pleasure of teasing its prey, and was not in a hurry to kill it at all. die.

He was so immersed in the joy of torturing and killing his enemies that he didn't even notice that the blood dripping from He Lanjue's shoulder seemed to be attracted by an invisible force, and was sucked into the pure Jun sword without a drop.

"Look at my face again... Thousands of years ago, you slaughtered Qingyang's whole family, you can't forget the Taoist who stopped in front of you first, right?"

this face...

"Are you...cough...Qingxi?"

"You finally remembered?" Qingxi smiled happily, turned the handle of the knife, poked at the already twisted wound, and watched the body under him tense to the limit due to the pain, "Although this can't kill you, it will kill you." Let your life be worse than death? He Lanjue, I also want you to know what it means to be a knife and a fish!"

"Heh..." Instead of showing the pain he wanted, He Lanjue twitched his lips, "I'm afraid it's not as easy as you think!"

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, the pitch-black long sword whizzed up and pierced into the back of Qingxi's heart.

He Lanjue took the opportunity to slap Qingxi's dead point with his palm, but Qingxi couldn't dodge it, and was sent flying several feet away.

"But I promised someone that I must go back to see him safely." He Lanjue held the handle of the knife, took a deep breath, and pulled out the blade. There was no object to cover the wound, and a large pool of blood covered his body. spread rapidly.However, he insisted on standing up by will, and the Chun Jun sword returned to his hand whistling.

Qingxi clutched her wound, gritted her teeth: "You!"

This palm also hurt his heart, and the magic power all over his body suddenly became disordered and restless. If he continued to fight, it might hurt both sides.

"Qing Jue, do you think this is the end?" His expression became more terrifying, "This is just the beginning! We will definitely meet again in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Qingxi activated the teleportation array, and after only a moment, he disappeared into the glowing array.

Seeing his figure completely disappear, He Lanjue lost his strength and fell to his knees.

He is already at the end of his strength, if Qingxi realizes this and continues to attack, he may not be able to fight back at all.

Cold sweat mixed with blood, dripping down drop by drop.He gritted his teeth and channeled a small amount of magic power to heal the broken body, but he only healed the serious injury on his chest, and he couldn't hold on any longer. His eyes darkened and he passed out.