"Crookers, you all are going to die!"

The Black Demon King roared angrily and waved the iron chains to kill the Wuzong people.

But He Wuhen immediately launched a powerful attack from behind and injured him again, and a large hole with light transmission in front and back appeared in his thigh.

In this way, He Wuhen attacked the Black Evil Demon King in close proximity and sneaked him with his magical Qingyun footwork, while other Wuzong attacked him in the distance.

He Wuhen, Chu Tianxiong and others combined the distance attack and close combat, and beat the Black Evil Demon King to his body covered with scars.

However, the Black Demon King could not catch He Wuhen and did not bother to kill other Wuzongs, so he almost got madly angry.

He understood that if he continued like this, his demonic energy would inevitably be exhausted, and his strength would fall to several levels by then.

In desperation, the Black Demon King no longer attacked with iron chains, and directly waved his fist as big as a hill, and rushed towards He Wuhen fiercely.

The two fists were as big as a hill, and they were bombarded with a force of millions of kilograms, as if two mountains were suppressing He Wuhen in the front, and their power was terrifying.

At the critical moment, He Wuhen used the Qingyun Step again, his feet trembled continuously, and he took eighteen steps in an instant, as if he was stepping on a stairs, flying into the sky.

Just taking eighteen steps, he appeared in the air three hundred feet away. The speed of Qingyun's footwork was really incredible.

Chu Tianxiong and more than a dozen Wuzong in the distance, when he saw He Wuhen escaping from the Black Evil Demon King and flying into the air, they all opened their mouths in surprise and made an incredible scream.

An hour ago, no one believed that He Wuhen could do such a shocking thing.

Avoid the violent bombardment of the Black Evil Demon King, and flew three hundred feet out in the blink of an eye, and could fly a hundred feet high.

All of this is so incredible and unbelievable. Is this what the first-level Wuzong can do?

In this world, only when the strength reaches the realm of King Wu and the liquid element in the dantian condenses into the Yuan Dandan, can it fly in the wind.

Under King Wu, even the ninth-level Wuzong could only jump into the air briefly with his power.

This is common sense that even martial artists know, and no one has ever been able to break it in millions of years.

But He Wuhen broke this common sense and let everyone see that even Wuzong could fly into the sky, or even walk in the air, as if he was walking in the idle garden.

At that moment, everyone was stunned, looking at the sky thousands of feet away, staring at He Wuhen's figure, and storm waves arose in his heart.

No one knows that it is not that He Wuhen can fly, but that he understands the Qingyun footwork he created, which is too magical.

The Qingyun Step method means to climb up to the nine heavens.

Now He Wuhen is really rising to the sky. He took eighteen steps and climbed up to the sky and came to the sky a hundred feet high.

At this moment, even the Black Demon King was a little stunned, and an incredible expression appeared in his red eyes.

He never thought that one day he would see with his own eyes that a mere first-level Wuzong could fly to his head.

He Wuhen had no time to take care of these things, and he could stay in the air for a breath.

At this moment, he held the blood-drinking knife tightly with both hands and slashed towards the Black Demon King's head without hesitation.

"Dragon Flame Soul-Breaking Slash!"

He roared angrily, consumed the Dragon Flame Sword Soul in the Blood-Drinking Sword, and used his ultimate move, Dragon Flame Soul-Breaking Slash!

A dazzling white flame instantly burst out from the blood-drinking knife, condensed into a huge guillotine ten feet long, slashing towards the head of the Black Evil Demon King.

At the same time, after using his ultimate move, He Wuhen's body fell rapidly from the hundred feet of the sky.

The Black Evil Demon King was surprised and shocked by He Wuhen’s performance, but saw him holding the knife in both hands and slashing it with all his strength.

Seeing this scene, the Black Demon King did not have much concern, and still waved two iron chains to hit the huge dragon flame sword light as before.

In his opinion, even though He Wuhen showed a shocking side, he was only a first-level Wuzong after all.

Therefore, when the black demon king saw the ten-foot-long white flame guillotine slashing towards him, he didn't care about it.

In his opinion, even if the dragon flame sword light looks amazing and has the power to break the mountain, it cannot stop his iron chain from being smashed.

"boom!"

"Click!"

One tenth of an instant, the white dragon flame sword slashed on two huge iron chains, and a rumbling sound of earth shaking.

But immediately afterwards, a crisp bursting sound made the Black Demon King change his color.

Just because he saw a more amazing scene, the scene at that moment must be unforgettable for him for the rest of his life.

Like the huge iron chain as thick as a house, it is an eight-level mysterious weapon. It was built by the head of Taixuan Pavilion to suppress the Black Evil Demon King.

But after these two invincible level 8 magic weapons were hit by the white flame sword light, they were instantly wrapped in extreme ice and immediately turned into ice cubes, and then burst into pieces.

The two iron chains, a hundred feet long, turned into millions of ice, shattered into powder, and fell down flutteringly.

But the power of the Dragon Flame Sword Light did not diminish at all, and it hit the Black Demon King's head with a bang.

The sword light was surprisingly fast, and the huge guillotine, ten feet long, instantly split the head of the Black Demon King in half.

With the crisp sound, the dragon flame sword light burst into pieces, turning into a covered white flame, covering the space of hundreds of feet in a radius.

The huge body of the Black Demon King, which was hundreds of feet tall, was completely wrapped like a hill.

The thick black fog that surging and rolling is the black evil demon energy that the Black Evil Demon King has practiced throughout his life, and contains unparalleled powerful power.

However, after the black evil demon energy was wrapped in white flames, it could not break the blockade of the white flames and was directly sealed by the ice.

"Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack..."

The huge crisp sound of ice chunks sounded in the sky.

The Black Demon King was sealed into an ice sculpture like a hill, and endless cracks burst out from the surface of his body and shattered.

A hundred years ago, the Black Evil Demon King, who was famous in the Eastern Wilderness and was known as the peerless evil demon, is so powerful that he is against the will of heaven?

However, tonight he was sealed by He Wuhen and turned into an ice sculpture and stood on the top of the mountain. He could not break free for a long time.

Everyone was stunned!

Chu Tianxiong, the head of Taixuan Pavilion, and a group of powerful Wuzong, all stared wide, opened their mouths in shock, and stood there in horror.

No one believed that the Black Demon King who had once crossed the Eastern Wilderness was sealed into an iceberg by a first-level Wuzong.

This is simply a strange story!

From ancient times to the present ten thousand years, no one has heard of something more magical and incredible than this.

He Wuhen's performance was like a giant hammer, thrusting the hearts of many powerful Wusect masters hard.

Elder Li from Qianjiangmen stared at He Wuhen in the distance with wide eyes, and his face showed a deep self-blame and ashamed.

The elders of the other six major sects all blushed and were ashamed, and they wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

An hour ago, He Wuhen reminded them that someone underground destroyed the formation.

They all harshly scolded He Wuhen, thinking that he was talking nonsense.

Everyone believed that He Wuhen, a first-level Wushen, could not help even if he came to Taixuan Pavilion. At most, it would just go through the motions and make a relationship with Taixuan Pavilion.

No one thinks He Wuhen can help Taixuan Pavilion, and he won’t think he has much strength.

But now, the scene in front of them has subverted their cognition.

What He Wuhen did was like a loud slap in the face, silently shattering their previous thoughts, trampling on their arrogance and majesty of self-reliance.

All six of them are elders of various sects, powerful Wuzong who have been famous for a long time, and old guys who have lived for hundreds of years have fled in a panic by the Black Demon King, just like a dog that has been stranded.

He Wuhen is just a seventeen-year-old boy. The strength of a mere first-level Wuzong can fight with the Black Evil Demon King for dozens of rounds and seal it into an iceberg with one move.

In comparison, the six powerful Wuzong people are not as good as a seventeen-year-old boy. Together, they are over 600 years old, and they all live to a dog.

"This son is really a genius. He will be famous in the East Wilderness in the future and achieve a reputation for eternity!"

Chu Tianxiong looked at He Wuhen's figure with a shocked expression, and exclaimed from the heart. The appreciation and excitement in his eyes were beyond words.

The elders of Taixuan Pavilion standing beside him nodded with deep consent and sighed in shock.

"I have lived for 120 years and have never seen such a talented martial arts genius!"

"This son became the Wuzong when he was only seventeen years old, and he was able to seal the Black Demon King. This strength is unheard of. He only saw it in his life. He was called a genius and deserved it!"

Many powerful Wusect masters could not calm down for a long time.

However, after a moment of rest, Chu Tianxiong quickly ordered the powerful people of Wuzong to go and help He Wuhen immediately and suppress the Black Demon King.

After all, the Black Demon King's reputation is too high and his strength is even more unpredictable.

Chu Tianxiong dared not take it lightly, and he would not naively think that He Wuhen could really seal the Black Demon King.

Many powerful Wusect masters quickly took the order and rushed towards the Black Demon King at lightning.

Immediately afterwards, several powerful Wuzong people rushed from Taixuan Pavilion. They were all elders and true disciples of Taixuan Pavilion, one of which was Baili Bing.

Previously, the Black Evil Demon King destroyed the Thousand Sword Formation and escaped from the seal to start a killing ring. An unusual situation was discovered in Taixuan Pavilion.

So the elders quickly summoned the disciples of Taixuan Pavilion to open the guardian sword formation of the sect, and waited for the attack of the Black Evil Demon King.

Tang Bao and Bai Yan also received the news that they refused to stay in Taixuan Pavilion, so they rode the little green dragon and flew around to search for He Wuhen's traces.

The little green dragon flew through the air with lightning speed. From a distance, he saw the Black Evil Demon King like an iceberg, and immediately flew towards the Black Evil Demon King.

After approaching, Tang Bao saw He Wuhen.

At this time, He Wuhen had just fallen from the hundred feet of air and was standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the Black Demon King who looked like an iceberg with a serious expression.

"Big Young Master! You are okay, are you?"

"Boss, is this Black Demon King sealed by you? Wow, Boss, you are so mighty, Qiuqiu admires you very much."

When the little green dragon flew to He Wuhen, Tang Bao jumped down with a small ball of hair, looking at He Wuhen in shock with surprise.

Bai Yan also jumped over and jumped to He Wuhen's side, staring at the Black Demon King with a cold expression, and a trace of inexplicable light flashed in his clear eyes.

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Chapter completed!