The Art of the Great Sword

Su Luochuan also laughed when Tu Peng brought up this topic. "I thought you would be very patient, but I didn't expect you to ask this question. Why, aren't you very confident? Don't you think you have everything under control? Why are you panicking?"

"I'm panicking?"

Tu Peng grinned. His two fists formed a terrifying attack at the same time, and instantly smashed Su Luochuan's chest, instantly destroying his protective aura, and the huge force was imprinted on his sternum.

Su Luochuan groaned, and relied on his strong physique to take the blow. He took a deep breath and swallowed the blood at the edge of his throat again.

"You can guess why there has been no movement in the Juetian Mountains for so long."

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Su Luochuan's mouth. He reached out to wipe it off, his eyes becoming colder, "Have you ever thought that the Qingyu Demon Saint you relied on has actually been killed by us."

"Ridiculous, can you kill the Demon Saint of the True Saint Realm? Relying on whom? You, or someone else?"

Tu Peng sneered. He had carefully calculated the combat power of both sides in his mind several times, and finally came to the conclusion that even if the opponent piled up all his strength, he could not be the opponent of the Qingyu Demon Saint.

"I killed him."

Fang Qingyang's voice came from the side, "I also cut off his head, do you want to take a look?"

As he said, Fang Qingyang took out a bloody head from the ring, he smiled, "Qingyu Demon Saint, you carefully identify it and see if it is him!"

He threw the head directly at Tu Peng's face.

Tu Peng thought there was some conspiracy, and retreated dozens of meters. After finding that Fang Qingyang had no other intentions, he reached out to take the head.

After a careful look, Tu Peng's pupils contracted violently.

As the young master of the Monster God Mountain, he had seen too much, and his understanding of the Green Feather Demon Saint was not limited to books.

Now he could be sure that this was the head of the Green Feather Demon Saint.

The head was still warm and had not been cut off for too long.

At this moment, his face changed instantly, "This is impossible! The Green Feather Demon Saint is a powerful person in the True Saint Realm. Why, why would he be killed by you!"

"Is it strange?"

Fang Qingyang sneered, "Do you think the True Saint Realm is invincible? This knowledge is actually the young master of the Monster God Mountain. I finally know why your demon clan has declined so quickly. A mere young master is so ignorant, it's ridiculous."

Tu Peng was ridiculed by Fang Qingyang, and he was so angry that he trembled all over and almost spit out blood.

This serious insult really made him very uncomfortable, and he just wanted to rush up and kill him immediately.

"Set up the formation!"

A loud shout came from afar. The formation of the magic cultivators, presided over by Elder Situ and assisted by other powerful people, was formed. Dozens of elemental lights condensed together and turned into a terrifying brilliance that covered the world.

The whole world was surrounded by the light, completely covered, even the sun's light was covered, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

The group of demons, without exception, were all covered by the light formation.

"Don't stand there, find a way to break through!"

Tu Peng thought to himself that it was not good. He had tried the power of the magic cultivators. Once the opponent was given time to set up the formation, the lethality would be extremely shocking.

"Boom boom boom!"

A group of demon saints riding siege beasts took the lead in gathering their strength and rushed towards the barrier covered by the outside. The huge body of the siege beast hit it, forming a large area of ​​waves and ripples.

But even if the siege beast tried so hard, it still failed to knock out the formation. Instead, the elemental power condensed and turned into a rain of piercing fire arrows!

"Puff, puff, puff!"

These siege beasts were pierced by thousands of arrows in an instant, their expressions were extremely painful, and they didn't even have time to react, and they died on the spot.

The demon saints jumped up from the backs of the siege beasts, roaring and slamming their bodies into the barrier. As a result, the barrier only caused ripples and was not damaged much at all.

Elder Situ stood at the center of the formation, with Situ Qing and Fang Hao behind him. They continued to inject elemental power into Elder Situ's body to help him maintain the formation.

"Today is the time to wipe out these demons!"

Elder Situ's eyes were fierce, "For so many years, my Taoist sect has been fighting with the demons and has made great military achievements. If we can succeed today, all of your names will be recorded in the merit book."

Many magic cultivators nodded at the same time, and their fighting spirit was excited.

Xu Wang did not participate in the formation. He was entangled by a demon saint before and it was difficult to get out. Seeing that the formation had been formed, he was also relieved.

"Since you like fighting me so much, I will satisfy you."

Xu Wang sneered, holding a huge flaming giant sword and slashing at the demon saint. Wherever the giant sword passed, a sharp buzzing sound came out of the void.

The demon saint grasped the flaming giant sword with one hand. Before he could make any further moves, Xu Wang's figure turned into a ball of gusts of wind out of thin air and instantly hit his chest. The demon saint retreated violently, shouting, "Your tricks can't hurt me at all."

"Really?"

Xu Wang's eyes were fierce, and he reappeared in the void, but at this moment, his entire arm turned into a terrifying wooden vine and entangled with the demon saint's limbs.

The demon saint's limbs were hung up in an instant, and as the wooden vine pulled wildly, the demon saint's flesh and blood made a creaking sound under the heavy load.

He roared in pain, and a roar went straight to the sky.

Xu Wang grabbed the void with his other hand, forming a sharp wood spear, which he threw through the air, piercing the chest of the demon saint.

The demon saint grabbed the spear with one hand and said hoarsely, "Is that all you can do? It's not enough to hurt me!"

As soon as the words fell, the spear expanded instantly, spreading from the wound to the internal organs, and instantly filled the demon saint's body.

His pupils contracted, and he didn't even scream, and his internal organs were crushed by the wooden vine, and his whole body became an empty shell.

He was completely dead.

Xu Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead, "This demon saint is really hard to deal with. I have consumed more than half of the elemental power in my body just by killing one."

On the other side, Fang Qingyang collided head-on with Tu Peng.

This was what he asked for.

He wanted to fight the young master of the demon clan's demon god mountain head-on to see how strong the other party was.

With a thought, the Ten Thousand Swords Art was formed in an instant, and ten thousand swords stabbed out together, forming an incredible killing, and the sword formation changed in various ways, making it difficult to figure out.

Tu Peng did not dare to neglect it. Although he did not know whether Fang Qingyang had killed the Qingyu Demon Saint personally, he had indeed taken out the head.

"Heavenly Demon Hand!"

Tu Peng shouted, with a ferocious killing intent bursting out from his eyes. He pressed his palm towards Fang Qingyang fiercely, and instantly smashed into the sword formation. With a crackling sound of golden swords clashing, the sword formation was turned upside down by his hand.

"Swish."

The Dragon Emperor Sword silently pierced his body from behind.