Chapter 345 Sword Master
In the Sword Pavilion, Ning Ruoxi was activateing the array plate to open the secret realm of Tianxuan, and the Sword Master closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
So change, Ning Ruoxi spent his energy and blood again to speed up the opening of the Tianxuan Secret Realm.
Suddenly, the Sword Lord opened his eyes, and he stood up with a solemn expression on his face, "Ning Baibai, he is here."
Ning Ruoxi's movements stopped. But then she tried harder to activate the formation plate.
"It seems that I can't escape. I will go out and drag him down. You can find a way to escape!" The sword master didn't want to drag Ning Ruoxi down. In terms of changing his image, Ning Ruoxi has his sword-track inheritance, and he hopes that Ning Ruoxi can survive and can go further in the future on the road of cultivation.
"Senior..." Ning Ruoxi didn't know what to say, but the Demon King was here and the overall situation was decided.
Even if Ning Ruoxi opened the secret realm of Tianxuan, she could stop the sword master and Ning Ruoxi from entering the secret realm at the speed of the Heavenly Demon King.
"Ning Baibai, live well!" The sword master left a sentence and walked out of the secret room. He activated the defensive ban on the secret room, hoping that it could play a role.
The Demon King stood at the top of the clouds, his whole body shrouded in the demonic energy, and only a pair of scarlet eyes were revealed.
"Is this the Sword Pavilion?" The Demon King looked down at the Sword Pavilion. His spiritual sense had already discovered the Sword Master, but he was not in a hurry to kill the Sword Master.
Although the Demon King of Heaven did things for Huang Tian, he was not happy about Huang Tian's order, and he had the final say on how to kill him.
The sword master opened the stone door and walked out of the sword pavilion. The Yueyu sword was shivering with a cold and cold light, and the sword body trembled slightly. The sword master flicked the sword body and made a crisp clanging sound. "Old friend, today is probably the last battle between you and me." The sword master looked at Yue Yu Jian and sighed slowly.
Immediately, his eyes condensed and he took the initiative to walk towards the Demon King.
The Demon King stood with his hands behind his back. Although he lost one arm, the dangerous aura emitted from his body did not decrease at all.
"It's interesting." The moment the sword master appeared, the Demon King realized that the Sword Master was a master with the intuition of the Demon. His sword aura wrapped his entire body, but he was very restrained, and he was only strong in the divine realm. Those who can discover this. "Are you afraid of death?" The Demon King's voice was very low, and he was a little ridiculous.
The Sword Master said nothing, but pointed the Yueyu sword at the Demon King, and he was ready for battle.
Zheng——
A sword sounded, and the sword master's figure disappeared from the spot. The Demon King turned around and punched, and with a "bang", the punch hit Yueyu Sword's sword body. At the same time, the sword master's figure flew backwards. More than ten feet.
"Your speed is too slow!" The Demon King shook his head, and seemed to sigh that genius was hard to meet. "If you met me in your early years, I would have a happy battle with you."
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The blood and blood in the sword main body fluctuated. He just flashed behind the Demon King and wanted to sneak attack the Demon King, but the Demon King responded directly to his attack.
In a hurry, the sword master could only use the Yueyu Sword to block it. Now, a tiny crack has appeared on the Yueyu Sword's sword.
The gap between the Emperor Realm and the Divine Realm is separated by a natural barrier.
The Demon King raised his hand gently, spread his five fingers open, and the dark demonic energy poured into his hand, and finally turned into a hideous black dragon and roared towards the sword master.
The Sword Master closed his eyes and entered the realm of clear sword heart. The next moment, the Sword Master danced the Yueyu Sword, and he shouted: "The sword path returns to the sect."
Yue Yu The sword came out of his hand and stabbed towards the black dragon with an unrivalled aura.
The black dragon swallowed the Yueyu Sword in one mouthful, and looked at the sword master provocatively.
The Demon King rode onto the black dragon's head, "The sword cultivator is proud of is gone, why are you fighting me?"
"It's better to go to the Demon Realm with me. Where there, the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm will not be able to kill you."
"Dream!" The Sword Lord replied coldly. He would rather die in battle than join the alien race. "Haha... you can't help it!" The Demon King made up his mind to ask the Sword Lord to join the Demon Clan. The Sword Lord disagreed, so he would control his mind. What the Demon King needed was the Sword Lord's powerful combat power.
In the eyes of the Demon King, the Sword Lord can not participate in the fairy and demon war. He only needs to stay in the Demon Clan to intimidate other demons with unscrupulous hearts.
"Demonic seed has no intention!"
The red in the Demon King's eyes became extremely weird. The Sword Lord accidentally looked at him, and his eyes also turned red.
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"Yu'er, it's time to get up and have breakfast. After breakfast, I have to go to school to attend classes!"
A word came from Lin Yu's ears. The woman's urging voice, he opened his eyes in a daze. When he saw the woman, Lin Yu blurted out and shouted, "Mom..."
"Yu'er, what's wrong? There was a nightmare? "When the woman saw that Lin Yu's face was not very good, she immediately put the back of her hand on Lin Yu's forehead.
"I didn't catch a cold... Did you have a nightmare?" Lin Yu's head hurt a little. He seemed to have a dream. In the dream, he was fighting with a man named Demon King?
Lin Yu tried hard to recall the details in the dream, but there was a force that hid his memory. Soon, he forgot about this dream.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read! "Mom, I'm fine." Lin Yu shook his head. In addition to being a little dizzy, it no longer hurts.
"That's good. Go and have breakfast. After breakfast, my mother will take you to a private school to study."
"Okay."
Lin Yu sat at the table, holding the simple and humble on the table. The green vegetable porridge started to drink, with a strange and familiar taste...
"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" When the woman packed up the bed and came out, she saw Lin Yu crying. "I...I'm fine." Lin Yu didn't know how to explain, so he suddenly wanted to cry.
"Are you too tired to study recently? Why don't you ask your teacher for leave today? You can have a good rest at home."
"No need, mom, I'm fine..."
>Seeing Lin Yu repeatedly insisted on going to a private school, the woman no longer forced her.
Lin Yu is thirteen years old this year. His father passed away when he was three years old. Now Lin Yu and his mother depend on each other.
Lin Yu also asked his mother what was the cause of his father's death?
The answer my mother gave him was very simple, saying that his father was a general who fought in all directions and unfortunately died in a war.
The private school classes seemed boring to Lin Yu. He didn't like these people who were good at writing and writing. He yearned for the martial arts skills in the village.
Every day after school in a private school, he would go to the martial arts yard to see martial arts practitioners practice martial arts.
Today, the Wusheng Courtyard was not open, and Lin Yu had to go home, but saw a man beating his mother.
Lin Yu's mind went blank, but soon he reacted and stepped forward to push the man away, "You are not allowed to bully my mother!"
"Eh Er!" When the woman saw Lin Yu, she immediately took him into her arms.
The man was very angry. Lin Yu actually dared to push him, but when he saw Lin Yu's face, he was stunned, "Is she your mother?"