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Volume 4 Cuishan Chapter 57 Nine-foot Qingming

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    The Demon Lord's counterattack was swift and powerful, and in the blink of an eye the two killing god formations surrounding him were broken.  Two masters of the Yi tribe who were at the level of the Great Demon King were killed by the Demon Lord's fists, leaving no trace of their bodies.  Zhou Wen and Bai Yiyi watched Qingyuan's move from the side, their blood flowing and their eyes fixed, as they carefully took in this rare scene.

    A battle of this level is not something that can be seen normally.  Every movement and Taoism will be of great help to their growth.

    "Pushing away can repel everything around you, and no one can get close to you, no matter humans, gods, ghosts or animals."  Capture can pull the opponent back out of thin air, as if it is an invisible puppet string.  Just these two strikes took the lives of two great masters, effortlessly.

    The other thirty-four people who besieged the Demon Lord were extremely frightened when they saw this.  They didn't expect that the Demon Lord's methods were already so powerful.  Just now they collectively besieged Qingyuan, and the indiscriminate bombardment did not injure him at all. On the contrary, under a counterattack by the Demon Lord, they lost two masters. Once the power of Guan Shen was reduced, the rest  Everyone was trembling with fear, and no one knew who shouted, and everyone dispersed, and birds and animals flew out in all directions.

    They are afraid. The thirty-six masters of the Tongxuan realm are besieging a demon lord, but they are the ones who are panicking!  The death of two Yi clan masters of mysticism gave them rare time.  They couldn't do anything about it, but they chose to retreat.  Although this demon lord is powerful, he may not be able to keep all of their thirty or so masters.

    Qingyuan¡¯s eyes were deep, but he didn¡¯t panic when he saw the enemy fleeing. With a flick of his left hand, it turned into white petals, dancing in the air, exactly thirty-four.

    "Transformation!"

    He shouted softly, and all the white petals moved crazily, spinning rapidly in the air.  Zhou Wen only felt a flower in front of him, the petals disappeared, and the thirty-four Yi tribe masters actually changed back. They still maintained the posture of running around, obviously very surprised by the changes in front of them.  Zhou Wen could see clearly that it was Qingyuan who cast a magical spell and instantly changed the positions of the thirty-four petals and the thirty-four Tongxuan masters.  The petals were still floating in the distance, replacing the originally running Yi masters.

    "If I let you go like this, wouldn't my Qingyuan name be brought to shame!"

    Qingyuan¡¯s face was covered with frost, and its momentum suddenly rose.

    Zhou Wendan felt that a huge mountain was rising from the ground, and the force coming from above his head almost made him kneel down.  Qingyuan showed his power, and Zhou Wen finally felt the true strength of the demon lord.  Speaking of which, Zhou Wen has always admired Qingyuan's strength.  Thousands of years ago, he smashed his front teeth into pieces and unified the sea in the far west, which had left a deep impression on Zhou Wen's mind.  Later, the Demon Lord used the Lotus Dream Taoist technique to control everything from an extremely long distance, which amazed him even more.

    This time, Qingyuan was going to visit the top ten famous sects, and Zhou Wen accompanied him all the way, but he didn't see the demon lord showing off his power.  Although he succeeded in several attempts, the impact on Zhou Wen was far from as shocking as Zhou Wen imagined.  Making Pilimen surrender with one punch was more of an attitude than dominance.  The fight with the Buddha Sect was simply given to Zhou Wen.  This made Zhou Wen, who had always wanted to see the Demon Lord's skills, feel a little regretful deep in his heart.

    But now he finally got his wish, Qingyuan stood before him alive, showing the profound and subtle Taoism.  By pushing away, grabbing, and changing positions, he broke through the two killing god formations and controlled thirty-six Tongxuan masters in the palm of his hand.  Zhou Wen fought against half of their numbers, but with the help of Bai Yiyi's reminder and the power of the Love-Severing Knife, he exhausted all his energy and succeeded.  But Qingyuan was able to do it with ease, as if he couldn't see the depth of it at all.

    With a sound of "choking", a white light captivated Zhou Wen's eyes.  The thirty-four panicked Tongxuan masters were swept in by the white light, as if they were drowned in the sea.  The cry of pain came immediately, and Zhou Wen could clearly feel the panic and despair of those people. It was an irresistible crushing will that swept across the world.

    By the time the light in front of Zhou Wen's eyes dissipated, those people were already lying on the ground.  No one was standing, their heads and bodies had been separated, and they were scattered among the grass on the ground. Some of them had their mouths wide open, their faces full of horror and incredible expressions.  They were all decapitated from the neck, but there was no blood on the place where the head was severed, and it was as smooth as ever.  The demon lord Qing Principle is standing upright in the middle, holding a very long sword, which is as bright as spring water and is very cold.  This sword is extremely long, nine feet long, almost as tall as Qingyuan. There is a strange aura wafting around it, and the white sword light is constantly breathing in and out, like a living breath.

    ¡°??Flower sword!  ", Zhou Wen only had this thought in his mind. He had never seen this sword before, but he subconsciously shouted it out.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The Nine-foot Green Ming commands the heroes, and it¡¯s this sword that I¡¯m talking about.  According to legend, it has always been inserted on the lotus on the summit. Only the true demon lord can hold this sword and command the demons in the world.  When Zhou Wen saw this sword for the first time, he felt the boundless power contained in it, and secretly compared it with the leader's sword in his hand.  In comparison, the sword of the leader of Shuiyue Wonderland is more of a status symbol. Although it condenses one-tenth of the power of Jinghua Shuiyue, it cannot compete with this lotus sword.

    In terms of image, the sword of the leader is a gentleman, with the natural power of unification.  The lotus sword is more like a king, with the aura of dominating the world, don't compete with him!  At this moment, Qingyuan was holding this nine-foot long sword, exuding a terrifying aura.  The demon lord at this moment is the demon lord who commands the heroes. In this world, no one can resist his blow, and the sword is invincible.

    Bai Yiyi was stunned for a while, then said in a seductive voice: "Demon Lord Demon Lord I finally understood the meaning of the two words "Demon Lord" today. Even your teacher Zhu Wen may not be able to do this.  Be powerful!"

    Zhou Wen remained silent.  In his opinion, the young master Lu Muhua, another master in the state of observing gods, was more domineering than noble.  And his teacher Zhu Wen is more like an old man who has read poetry and books, elegant and measured, without any edges.  Qingyuan is a born king, the kind of person who makes people feel that he is the one standing on top once they take one look at him.  If you are his friend, you will feel that he is dignified and dignified, and you can't help but feel surrendered.  If you are an enemy, you will be discouraged and unable to resist.

    "Clean up!" Qingyuan said in a deep voice.

    He said these words in a tone that did not require questioning, as if someone from above was giving orders.  At this moment, Zhou Wen even wanted to respectfully agree to spread his legs and faithfully carry out the Demon Lord's orders.  But he suppressed this feeling. He was not the Demon Lord's subordinate, even though he was extremely dismayed by the power displayed by the Demon Lord at this moment.

    Someone quickly agreed.

    In the void, a dozen faint figures jumped out. After kowtowing to Qingyuan, they began to move in an orderly manner.  The ground was cleaned up, the corpses were moved, and some people carefully looked at the clothes of the corpses, seeming to identify something.  Zhou Wen was stunned. After realizing that they were all monsters, he suddenly understood.

    As a demon lord, how can he be truly single and enter the ten great gates of the world alone?  It was impossible for him to take the risk alone, so there must have been a lot of people ambushing him secretly.  Otherwise, the whereabouts of Zhou Wen and Qingyuan will be known even to the servant who delivered the Love-Ending Knife, and other forces will definitely know as well.  The ambush in front of me was carefully prepared, and people from the Ancient Spirit Sect were involved. It was really dangerous and unpredictable.  If the Demon Lord doesn't have his own arrangements and just rushes in with passion, even if he is invincible, he will not be able to withstand the consumption of the top ten famous families.  If someone took the opportunity to attack him, wouldn't it be a big mistake?

    Zhou Wen suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and secretly wondered if this ambush was also within the consideration of Demon Lord Qingyuan?

    Qingyuan did not look at Zhou Wen. He held a nine-foot long sword and landed on the long bridge in front of Guling Gate.  When this attack and killing just started, the long bridge twisted so much that it turned into a living thing and entangled Qingyuan and Zhou Wen.  At this moment, the Demon Lord stepped on it, and the twisted long bridge suddenly calmed down, and there was no more fluctuation.  Everything was quiet, except for the ancient sect gate opposite, which exuded a quiet atmosphere.

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