Faced with Liu Zaiyuan's problem, Fushan did not respond at all.

He scanned the densely packed sword lights around him.

A faint light flashed in his eyes, and finally waved his hand to remove the meaningless disguise.

The human skin covered outside was instantly shaken into powder by a powerful demonic force, and the demon general who had been lurking for a long time finally revealed his true appearance.

The tall demon body was covered with complex blood-colored patterns, and the knotted muscles formed extremely obvious graves on the blue-black skin.

The muscles and bones collided, and the qi and blood rushed.

A slight sound of a river rushing in the air, and a significant airflow shock was triggered during breathing.

Seeing this scene, Liu Zaiyuan and others looked a little solemn, and they couldn't help but feel a little more alert.

The various abnormalities shown by this demon body are enough to show that Fu Shan has great attainments in physical cultivation.

A pair of ferocious claws flashing with a faint blue luster suddenly popped up, and a fierce, cruel and bloody aura gradually rose from Fushan's body.

"Still the clang!"

Several sword shadows rushed into the sky like lightning, and instantly slashed on Fushan, but were blocked by him with extremely hard claws.

At the collision, dazzling flames splashed out, leaving shallow marks on the claws protruding from Fushan.

With the advantage of the flying sword, he could not even cut into it.

This shows that the demon clan is indeed powerful in physical cultivation.

No wonder most demon races basically no longer use various weapons after reaching the level of demon generals.

What weapons can be more suitable for yourself than your natural claws and demon bodies?

However, Fu Shan can only resist the flying sword with his hardest claws, and he dare not let any flying sword fall on his demon body.

No matter how hard the flesh and blood body is strengthened, it is difficult to compete with magic weapons directly at the level of demon generals.

Otherwise, why can human monks gain an advantage in the battle between the two tribes?!

A sword light flashed.

The flying sword disappeared in front of Fushan in an instant.

Sword sounds mixed with thunderous explosions came one after another.

Six flying swords keep flying!

Kill down!

shuttle!

Sweep!

Although Fu Shan barely blocked this series of lightning-like attacks.

But occasionally, there were still ferocious and terrifying wounds in the areas where they were not protected.

The scorching demon blood shot out, leaving a burnt smell in the air like the burning flames.

And although the sword light was blocked all.

But the huge force wrapped in the sword still pushed his demon body down!

In an instant.

The large area of ​​green steel and stone floor where Fushan stood was severely crushed!

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the ground, which is more than ten feet in a radius, suddenly sank several feet!

Countless fine cracks extended rapidly to the distance.

Large patches of green steel stones were lifted up in the fierce collision and shot towards all directions.

The continuous roar of wind breaks in the air.

Accompanied by the shadow of the sword light flashing all over the sky.

The surroundings seemed to have instantly turned into a vast ocean formed by countless sharp swords, with extremely terrifying momentum!

"Don't resist stubbornly!"

"Explain your means to avoid the soul-reflecting mirror and surrender!"

A cold sound came from the sky with the continuous flashing sword light.

However, Liu Zaiyuan controlled the flying sword to quickly slash it down while testing Fu Shan's attitude with words.

The shock that Fushan successfully sneaked into the garrison this time was overturned by them!

All the Jindan monks present were eager to know.

Is this a unique method by Fushan himself, or is the demon clan really researched a method to break the soul-taught magic weapon of the Supervision Palace?

If this is a means that can be copied on a large scale, the entire Supervision Hall will inevitably usher in a major earthquake!

The overall situation between the human race and the demon race may even undergo tremendous changes!

Therefore, even though he knew it was unlikely that he would come up with the answer, Liu Zaiyuan still wanted to try it.

I heard this unceremonious sentence.

Fu Shan, who was always suppressed by the flying sword, turned cold and suddenly straightened his waist.

A powerful demonic power exploded, forming a translucent barrier with green light around him.

Fu Shan took this opportunity to force the sword light that was falling from his head and took several steps forward, gritting his teeth and roaring: "I have calculated so much, but I didn't count until I ended up in the hands of an ant-like Qi Refining Cultivator. It's really hateful!"

"You don't have to test my words."

"If you want to know what's going on, then take it down first!"

"boom!"

A powerful demon power like a volcano eruption formed a pillar of several meters wide and swept outwards, and the blood-colored patterns spreading around Fushan quickly lit up.

Blood and energy are everywhere, and the green light is burning.

In the blink of an eye.

His aura, which seemed to be different from Liu Zaiyuan and others, suddenly rose several times.

The heavy and thick demonic power formed a vague shadow as red as blood, several feet high, firmly covering his body.

An indestructible feeling came to my face.

The flying sword that continued to fall slashed on it, causing dazzling streams of light, but it could not break the defense!

"The Phantom of the Ancestral Spirit?!"

"He is going to fight to the death when preparing for the Liuhe Duankong Sword Formation!"

The Jindan monks who had been moving their bodies quickly stopped suddenly, and a light golden sword light lit up on their bodies.

"Zheng!"

Several swords sounded together.

The green steel stone on the ground was silently cut into pieces of regular shape, and an invisible aura that seemed to be trying to cut off the void was spread around the square!

After a brief pause.

The six sword lights suddenly merged into the middle.

After experiencing some complex and mysterious changes, a sword formation covering a radius of hundreds of feet was formed in an instant!

The invisible sword energy soared into the sky, passing through the barrier of the large array in an instant, and entering Qingming!

The clouds in the sky were quietly cut open by an extremely sharp breath, and the breath was swept away by the whistling wind.

Fu Shan, who was in the range of the sword formation, suddenly stopped.

The moment the sword formation was formed, he actually felt a strong sense of crisis like a thunder surging over the top!

Fushan had a faint premonition in his heart.

If this sword formation is allowed to accumulate momentum, what is waiting for you will definitely be a fatal blow!

"Display it for me!"

The powerful demon power burned violently under the blessing of the phantom of the ancestor spirit.

A blood-colored phantom soared into the sky.

The center is on Fushan's powerful demon body.

The air instantly condensed into an invisible substance as hard as black iron. As its qi and blood burst out, the demonic power was boiling, a huge force that could shake the mountains out of thin air.

As he made his way upwards, the entire sword formation shook!

Then, under the action of a huge force, they had to rise upward and quickly.

In an instant, he passed through the light curtain of the resident formation and came to a height of hundreds of feet.
To be continued...