Chapter 1779 The Demon Prisoner Sword

This Zhou Yanzhao is simply a demon, even more terrifying than a demon. I believe that after today, Zhou Yanzhao will become an eternal nightmare in Zhou Yunfeng’s heart!

What made him even worse than death was that he never had the chance to seek revenge on Zhou Yanzhao. Now all three dantians were destroyed by Zhou Yanzhao. Even if the injury was healed, he was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who could crush him to death even if Zhou Yanzhao had hair.

Finally, Zhou Yanzhao stopped.

He walked down the competition stage with a disdain expression and glanced at the disciples of Zhou Guo next stage coldly. No one dared to look at Zhou Yanzhao. I don’t know who could not stand Zhou Yanzhao’s pressure first, and knelt down on the ground with a "thump".

"Nine Princess, it was Zhou Yunfeng who forced me. If you have a lot of me, just think I'm a big deal and let me go!"

As one of them knelt down, the other children of Zhou also knelt down one after another, and their fathers and mothers asked Zhou Yanzhao for forgiveness.

"One person breaks one hand."

Zhou Yanzhao said emotionally.

“Yes, yes!”

Those children from the State of Zhou nodded like pounding garlic. Broken hands were considered a relatively small punishment for cultivators. They only needed to endure temporary pain for a few days before using the immortal elixir and immortal arts to repair it.

Everyone, whether drawing their swords or using their axes, chopped off one of their hands mercilessly.

Zhou Yanzhao never looked at them again and walked to He Sheng and Zhou Ling'er.

"Brother Ninth, you are so awesome!"

Zhou Ling'er praised.

Zhou Yanzhao just smiled faintly.

"Good Yan Zhao, you did a pretty job."

Even He Sheng could not be able to do this by using six viper dragon snakes to devour the essence of the earth fire.

Jiufang Mingyue said meaningfully: "Have you awakened the body of gods and demons?"

Although most of the monks were surprised by the abnormality of Zhou Yanzhao's sword just now, they could tell at a glance that this was a god and demon body, and there was only Jiufang Mingyue alone.

At this time, countless people were full of horror. The gods and demons were the physiques in the message! Compared with Su Qingzhu's spiritual phoenix body and He Sheng's Qilin body, everyone stared at Zhou Yanzhao incredibly to see how he said something.

Zhou Yanzhao bowed and said, "Return to Jiufang Si Ming words, that's exactly."

Jiufang Mingyue nodded and said nothing more. The current cultivation world is no longer what it was like before. She hates the gods and demon bodies. Instead, cultivators with gods and demon bodies will become powerful generals to fight against the demon race and serve human cultivators.

So people looked at Zhou Yanzhao differently. Although Zhou Yanzhao had won Zhou Yunfeng before, it made everyone look at him with admiration, it was no big deal in their opinion. Zhou Yanzhao was just a cultivator of the second level of spirit test, and he was seriously injured himself, so he was just a miserable victory.

But it was different for him to awaken the gods and demons, which meant that Zhou Yanzhao had the capital that was favored by the entire Jiuling Taoist Court, and was a genius like He Sheng, Nangong Ji, and Wang Lun.

The children of Zhou State became more and more frightened. Before Zhou Yanzhao defeated Zhou Yunfeng, they felt that this was just Zhou Yanzhao's luck in getting the Blood Evil Immortal Sword, and they did not have much optimism about Zhou Yanzhao. After all, many of them have higher talents than Zhou Yanzhao, and there is no hope of surpassing Zhou Yanzhao in the future. However, Zhou Yanzhao has awakened the gods and demons, which means that they will never surpass Zhou Yanzhao again.

Soon the story of Zhou Yanzhao awakening the gods and demons was spread, and he was invited by Dashiming to the Nine Spirit Hall to talk. He had to pay more attention to such a genius Dashiming, and even like He Sheng and others, he would give Zhou Yanzhao the resources to cultivate his true nature.

Zhou Yanzhao also expected this. The reason why he decided to step on Zhou Yunfeng on this day of the competition was to get higher attention from the Taoist temple. He had experienced the pain of not being able to do so before, but now he has got this opportunity and will never give up.

He Sheng was also very happy for Zhou Yanzhao. After all, the stronger his brothers became, the more confident he would do many things in the future.

He Sheng watched several competitions on the competition stand, but no one came to challenge him, so he ended up quiet. At worst, he could only wait until he won the first place and then he would appear again.

However, when He Sheng thought so, some people refused to let him do what he wanted.

"He Sheng, I want to fight you!"

Wang Lun appeared in front of He Sheng with a look of hatred on his face.

Everyone was attracted by Wang Lun's loud shout. Wang Lun was defeated by He Sheng in the weapon refining competition yesterday, and many Si Mings guessed that Wang Lun would stagnate on the weapon refining path for three years because of this defeat.

Because Wang Lun's personality is too arrogant, this kind of person either becomes the peak of a certain industry or is lonely for the rest of his life after losing. There is only one way to go out, that is, to defeat He Sheng, but that is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is that it is above Wang Lun, and now it is ahead of Wang Lun. Therefore, no matter how hard Wang Lun tries, it is probably impossible to catch up with He Sheng.

Many people did not expect that Wang Lun would recover so quickly and wanted to challenge He Sheng alone.

He Sheng glanced at Jiufang Mingyue and sought her opinions.

He is not very interested in Wang Lun now, yes! Who will be interested in defeated opponents?

Jiufang Mingyue nodded and signaled that she could fight. She could see that Wang Lun was not weak. It just so happened that He Sheng was idle now, so it would be better to go on stage and let himself see how strong he was.

"Okay, Wang Lun, I accept your challenge."

He Sheng said listlessly.

Hearing that He Sheng was so disrespectful to him, Wang Lun was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "He Sheng, I must tear you into pieces!"

The monks who heard He Sheng agreed to watch were filled with joy on their faces. They had long heard that He Sheng was the most talented among the new monks, but few people had seen him take action. Now they can finally see it. And they were fighting against Wang Lun, who was no less talented than He Sheng, which was even more exciting.

Since both of them agreed to fight, there was nothing nonsense to say, and they jumped onto the competition stand one after another.

Wang Lun's eyes were still cruel, as if He Sheng had a huge grudge against him.

"The competition begins."

With the words of the host of Si Ming's competition, the two of them took out their own immortal weapons. He Sheng used the dragon teeth he refined. Although Jiu Fang Mingyue also gave him some top-grade immortal weapons later, using the weapons he refined was the most convenient after all. He also hoped to further improve the quality of the dragon teeth by breaking Wang Lun's weapons!

Seeing He Sheng take out his dragon teeth, Wang Lun seemed to have received a million critical hits, and he stared at He Sheng with a glaring eyes.

After yesterday, he asked his master and found out that He Sheng used the sword-making technique of artifact sacrifice. The reason why He Sheng's dragon teeth turned into a top-grade immortal weapon was also due to the contribution of his own immortal weapon. When he thought of this, he would go crazy.

Today He Sheng used this fairy sword to fight against him. This is really a killing person!

"He Sheng, today I will ask you to taste the taste of sword destroying people."

As he spoke, Wang Lun took out his weapon. It was a big sword, as big as a sect board, with nine hideous demons carved on it. The nine demons were dancing with strange hands and feet, as if they were performing some kind of primitive sacrifice.

"He Sheng, this is the top-grade magic prison sword made by my grandfather. Just wait for death!"

Wang Lun is very confident in his weapons. Even if He Sheng’s weapon refining technique is better than his own, can he be better than his grandfather?
Chapter completed!