The sound of swaying through the air was spreading. A dark sword shadow broke through the layers of clouds above the blue sky, drawing out dizzy white marks, passing by like slashing waves, and then fell on the soft land outside the green mountains, showing its travels, but it was a man wearing plain white robes and disheveled hair.

"Is this the Demon Lord said? Look at the beautiful spirits in this green mountain, but the murderous intent in all directions is faint, occupying the earth spirit according to the four poles. It should be the four-way extinction formation of the Earth Demon lineage. It is indeed a labor force to mobilize many people."

This person in white clothes was naturally the Demon Sect's magic sword. He handed over a green steel sword to the Tiger King. The sword intent hidden inside was defeated by Xiang Yang's Tianjian, so he was extremely quiet and had the intention to go out.

Soon after, the Battle of Liaohe broke out. Xiang Yang, Tian Xingzi and Tongguang Dharma Zun killed the three elders of the Demon Sect. He also received news and was more interested in getting the Tiandao for a while, and finally came here under the guidance of the Demon Lord.

The single man came with a sword, but he saw a scene that had been planned by the Demon Sect for a long time. The feeling in his heart was really hard to describe, but he had no intention of turning around.

"I am a swordsman and a member of the Demon Sect. I came to fight Xiang Yang for both swordsmanship and martial arts, and also for the Demon Sect's plan. As long as I can make this game safe, let them go as far as they want.

As for this inspiration of extinction and the means of turning into the Demon Realm, it seems to be petty. Don’t you know that there are also demon swords under the Heavenly Sword. You can really find an opportunity to get a higher level of swordsmanship from Xiang Yang today.”

Although the Demon Sword is not the kind of person with far-reaching calculations, he has a clear sword heart and only uses clues to see through all the plans of the Demon Sect based on the clues he has seen at the moment. However, just as the Demon Lord Earth expected, he did not pay attention.

What he sought was just to verify martial arts with Xiang Yang. As for what he would do in the future, it all depends on Xiang Yang's fortune.

After looking at the mountain again, the magic sword stepped in, and a wisp of extremely sharp sword energy was generated from the feet, cutting the land and rocks into two smooth pieces, and then holding the magic sword towards the vast and high sword intent in the mountains that stretched between the heaven and earth.

In the deep mountains, between the bamboo sea, Xiang Yang was dressed in black like ink, standing proudly between the bamboo sea. He pinched a green bamboo leaf with his fingers and looked around. Although there was a blue sea wave and a vibrant scene, there was a fierce murderous intent that locked him firmly.

This murderous intent is not made by man, but is generated by heaven and earth. It comes from this mountain and four extremes. It is probably like a guest who forcibly breaks into the owner's house, not like the owner and wants to be expelled.

"Good work, using a large formation to isolate this world's inspiration, making it difficult for me to use the great magical powers similar to the seventh quatrain of the universe and the seven boundaries of swallowing the sky and destroying the earth. I really put my mind into it. Today, I'm afraid there will be a hard battle."

Suddenly, Xiang Yang looked back again, but was inexplicably surprised. When he closed his eyes, he felt a domineering sword energy sweeping over like a wind and wave, carrying the power of demons. Isn’t this familiar feeling the magic sword that he once fought in the air?

"Okay, okay, I thought I would use the tactic of a group of wolves and tigers to kill me, but I didn't expect that it was the Demon Sword who came in person, which was a bit unexpected."

Is Xiang Yang waiting to die?

No, it is not. His move was to imitate the peak battle of Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu. He wanted to use unprecedented huge pressure to urge his true energy to undergo the last transformation, thus breaking through the three levels and marching into the supreme martial arts realm.

For Xiang Yang, whose mind, body, and true energy have been adjusted to the peak at this moment, he is not an enemy of a few swords. Only masters of the same level will put him under heavy pressure. Only by walking through life and death may he stimulate his potential hidden deeper in his body.

"It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. Xiang has been celebrating his sword in front of him for a long time. Why not taste the bamboo leaf tea made from collecting morning dew?"

The magic sword's body technique is fast and powerful, just like its sword path, going straight and straight. Suddenly, it broke through the sky from the mountain and entered the sea of ​​bamboo, causing a series of shocking waves. Groups of beasts raised the smoke and dust in the sky and headed out of the mountain.

This is because all things have spirits. They sensed the murderous aura in the mountains and their inspirations were cut off. Therefore, under the urge of life instinct, they followed the vitality. In other words, the mountain was dangerous and had to leave here quickly in order to save their lives.

Such strange things are common, such as fires in the jungle, earthquakes hit, or floods spread, and birds and beasts run around.

"The sky sword is hospitality, you can't help but be at the bottom, please."

Before the person arrived, the sound came first, and the last word "Ask" fell. A strong wind suddenly blew up, rolling the bamboo leaves piled up on the ground into the air, and even blew over the face of Xiangzhong, like a sword cutting the face.

When the storm disappeared, a man in white was already standing in front of Xiang Yang, with a medium figure, carrying a long sword and standing tall. Although he was not a handsome young man, he had a determined and powerful aura of warriors.

Although Xiang Yang had fought with the Magic Sword across the air, it was the first time he actually saw him. He looked at him carefully and then nodded and smiled. He was indeed a strong swordsman, extraordinary.

In Xiang Yang's eyes, the demon sword in front of him was wiped out, and the external objects were as empty as empty, leaving only a wisp of extremely pure sword intent and sword energy, which was pure and sharp, and in a daze, there was a dazzling feeling.

This is because the sword art of the Demon Sword is too profound and spontaneously runs to protect the body.

Just as Xiang Yang looked at the Demon Sword, the Demon Sword was also observing Xiang Yang, a world-renowned figure who is also invincible in martial arts.

Although his face is not handsome, he is strong and heroic. His figure is tall and magnificent. His eight-foot body gives him a feeling that he is even taller than this green mountain.

And his mysterious soul, as abundant as the burning qi and blood of a raging volcano, made him feel like the pressure of being on pins and needles. He could become the trendsetter of an era and reach the top, and he did not disappoint the four words "The Myth of the Martial Arts".

Yes, today, at this moment, in the world, the land of the nineteen states, thirty years or even fifty years ago, Xiang Yang was enough to be the number one person. This was not his own seal, but his attacks were made with one hand and one move.

Regardless of the truth, after the truth, his achievements are obvious to all. Even as a member of the Demon Sect, he has to admire this person very much.

"As the saying goes, the times create heroes, and the world's inspiration has been in a downturn for more than two hundred years, and it only slowly recovered many years ago. The pride born during this period is stronger than the past. This is the great fortune who has won the beloved of heaven and earth."
Chapter completed!