Sword ancestor is above

Hearing the words "Original Devil Blood", Lu Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because according to his past life memory, among the demon clan, only the nobles of the demon clan at the grand duke level can have the original devil blood.

Among them, there are very few who can awaken the original devil blood.

However, once the original devil blood is awakened, as long as the original devil blood does not disperse, they will have a nearly immortal body.

This demon lord is one of the awakeners of the original demon blood.

"Surprised, isn't it? I'm actually surprised too. You have planted the blood spear brand of our demon lord, and you can still use such amazing power. Is it true that, as the rumors say, you have touched the Wu Zunjing threshold?"

The demon cultivator said in the same tone of surprise.

But immediately he smiled and shook his head again:

"But these are not important anymore. From today onwards, Great Wei no longer has any God of War praying for the king, and my Demon Kingdom has an extra powerful puppet soldier. At that time, I will let you see it with your own eyes. How did you kill all the people of Great Wei step by step, and finally let you personally take down the head of the Emperor of Great Wei, that is, your elder brother."

That Moxiu licked his lips and said in a proud tone.

"puff!……"

When King Qi heard the words, he spat out a mouthful of blood under grief and indignation.

It can be seen that facing this blood-robed demon cultivator who can resurrect from the dead, at this moment, he is indeed at the end of his rope.

"I remembered that when the demon lord attacked Wei, he was accompanied by a puppet wearing a mask. This puppet used... the Demon Killing Fist."

Lu Xuan was stunned, and memories and the past flashed in his mind instantly.

The reason why he has a deep memory of this demon puppet is not only that he can use the Demon Killing Fist, but also because he bypassed his life on the battlefield.

At that time, he was only a third-rank martial artist, so he had almost no strength under that puppet, but the demon puppet did not kill him in the end.

And also after that time, the devil no longer brought the puppet with him.

The puppet magic soldiers of the demon race are almost all refined by human cultivators, but after being refined into magic soldiers, his consciousness is more like a bystander, unable to control his own actions.

"Killing the teammates who fought side by side with me in the past with my own hands, and watching the people I guarded in the past being slaughtered... If that puppet demon soldier is really King Qi, how desperate must he be at that time?"

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan's eyes showed a trace of hostility, and he asked the sword servant Tianshuang expressionlessly in his heart:

"Sister Tianshuang, isn't the blood demon very weak when he uses the original blood to reshape his body?"

He knew this in his previous life, and now he came to ask Tianshuang just to confirm with her again.

"That's true, but at this level of demon cultivation, any random spell can kill you, Lord Sword Master, so I think it's best for you, Lord Sword Master...not to interfere in this matter."

Tianshuang reminded Lu Xuandao with some embarrassment.

"If he was in his prime, I would naturally not make a move, but since he has the strength to fight, if I sit back and do nothing, it will deviate from my sword heart."

Lu Xuan shook his head and said to Tianshuang in his heart.

The so-called sword cultivator, once there is a reason to draw the sword, must draw the sword, otherwise the sword intent in the heart will become not pure enough, and it is impossible for the sword intent not pure enough to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

This point is actually the same whether it is a fighter or a martial artist.

"In that case, please, Lord Sword Master, use your sword!"

Tianshuang is not the kind of person who waits and hesitates, once he confirms Lu Xuan's intentions, he will not stop him.

"call……"

Lu Xuan nodded, then held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and began to slowly adjust his breathing while waiting for the opportunity to strike.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or the King Qi sensed something.

Just when the body of the blood-robed monk was about to recover, King Qi suddenly forcibly suppressed the injury on his body, and shouted to the surroundings:

"Is there any monks nearby? This demon is currently reshaping his body, and his strength is less than [-]% of his usual strength. This is a good opportunity to kill him!"

The demon monk heard the words, let out a loud laugh, and then looked at King Qi with sarcasm:

"It turns out that you are also afraid, King Qi, but high-level practitioners are unwilling to come to this location in the Blood Rain Forest, and low-level practitioners cannot enter, so even if you shout your throat, it is impossible for anyone to come..."

"Whoosh!"

Before Su Ye finished speaking, King Qi suddenly broke off a blood spear on his body, and then used up the last bit of strength to throw it towards the blood-robed demon cultivator.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, the head of the blood-robed demon was directly pierced.

But he didn't care, and while reaching out to pull out the blood spear stuck in his forehead, he said sarcastically:

"His Royal Highness, you should honestly wait to be refined into a magic soldier. If you don't use a little bit of internal strength now, the pain caused by the blood spear brand will increase a little bit..."

But as soon as he said this, he stopped.

Because he suddenly realized that his vision of Su Muxue seemed to be blocked by something.

At first he thought he was dazzled, but after blinking, he saw a figure in a black robe quietly appearing in front of him.

"you……"

"Zheng!"

Just as the blood-robed demon cultivator was about to raise his scepter, there was a sound of a sword in his ears, followed by a flash of a black-robed figure in front of him, which turned into seven afterimages and surrounded him.

The next moment, the bright sword light illuminated the forest.

"boom!"

"Ah!~"

Amidst the sound of sword blades piercing the air, Moxiu Suye let out a scream, and then the newly reshaped body was torn into pieces by countless sword qi.

A word "death" made up of afterimages of sword light, just interspersed in this puddle of flesh.

There was a dead silence in the mountains and forests.

Even the King Qi was stunned.

His cry for help before was just to divert the attention of the blood-robed demon cultivator, trying to think of a way to fight to the death, but he never expected that someone would come to rescue him.

"You, a little fighter, dare to meddle in the affairs of this demon lord, get out of here quickly, or this demon lord will make you regret being born in this world!"

At this time, the pile of minced meat on the ground formed a face, and he roared at Lu Xuan extremely ferociously.

"To shut up!"

With a "slap", Lu Xuan stomped on that face.

"Master Sword Master, I still have a sword energy talisman here, which can last for half a stick of incense, and keep chopping the body of this demon cultivator."

"exchange."

When Tianshuang's words sounded, Lu Xuan chose to exchange.

"Thirty gold coins."

Hearing Tianshuang's words, Ning Chen, who was urging the talisman, staggered, and his heart ached again.

This is real hard-earned money.

"Stinky boy, just wait, at most a cup of tea, this king can reshape your body, even if you hide in the end of the world, this king will find you, and then torture you to death die!"

At this time, the voice of the demon cultivator Suye sounded again.

"Snapped!"

Lu Xuan was depressed, and upon hearing this, he immediately slapped that talisman on Su Ye's face.