The Lord of the Demon Sword was sitting in the Kuang Dao Peak Temple, filling his old friend with a glass of good wine, smiling and listening.

Working Xu Kuang took the lead and deal with a young boy who was not yet in a state of chaos. He was extremely at ease.[]

It was said that the time of pouring wine was already back and forth, as if it was a bit boastful. In fact, the traitor thief had not long since left. At Xu Kuang's speed, if the road was unobstructed, a hundred breaths would be enough to go back and forth. The Lord of the Sword Demon had to make his time to pour the wine, and perhaps Xu Kuang was about to arrive at the mountain gate.

At this time, the Lord of the Sword Demon was very happy. He sat at the table as if he closed his eyes and rested. In fact, his ears were all open, and he was following the sound to identify the position and checking the wonderful scene that was about to happen.

Of course, he didn't believe in the great elder Xu Kuang, but he felt that he was teased by this cunning junior, not only that he was extremely humiliated, but also forced to compromise by the two saint families, and even more humiliated. This humiliation, anger, mixed with it, made him grit his teeth for the traitor and thief, and wished he could kill him with his own hands to slightly reduce his hatred. Unfortunately, there were many checks and balances in it, and he could not take action by himself. He could only kill the traitor and thief by asking his best friend Xu Kuang to do it on his behalf. At this time, he should listen and sense the scene of his actions from a distance. Only when he felt the death of the traitor and thief, he could feel happy.

The sound of the wind is probably thousands of times slower than the speed of the strong ones. Therefore, the ear consciousness is opened to eavesdrop, so the speed of insight is different from the distance, so it is difficult to know immediately. However, the Lord of the Sword Demon is eager to know the traitor and thief's traitor's traitor's traitor's traitor's traitor's traitor's traitor's sermon had already opened to listen to it at all times, and wanted to hear it with his own ear as soon as possible.

It had been nearly a hundred breaths since Xu Kuang left, and a happy smile gradually appeared on the face of the Lord of the Sword Demon. He thought that his close friend had already taken action at this time. When he thought that he could not immediately know how the thief died, he was impatient and still smiled excitedly.

But his grim smile suddenly froze on his face. A whim of palpitations came for no reason, but it made him tense all over. Then he stood up with a frightened and angry face, looking in the direction where Xu Kuang left, gasping for a long time, unable to calm down.

"Who is it? Who ruined my good thing? Who dared to hurt my brother?"

There is no doubt that there are very few people who really care about the sword demon god. These few people are now in the mountains. Only Xu Kuang is asked to come out of the mountain to chase the traitor. Calculate the time to meet, and this sudden omen is directly aimed at Xu Kuang, and there is no doubt about it.

But he couldn't figure it out anyway. He knew Xu Kuang's ability, and was only half a step away from the Pure Blood Divine Realm. He should have been sure to go against two thieves who had just entered the Divine Realm, but this was a matter of sure. He was too far away at this time, and even Xu Kuang still didn't know what happened at this time, and he was extremely surprised and suspicious. But as the leader of a sect, he could not act easily, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. He thought about the truth of this matter.

At this point, although the Lord of the Sword Demon was shocked and was not confused, he knew his close friends well. Although he had encountered any changes, he should have been injured but not dead. He could still sit still. He rushed back and forth in the hall and waited anxiously for Xu Kuang to return.

But after another two hundred breaths, Xu Kuang still couldn't see him return. The Lord of the Sword Demon was a little panicked, and he was really anxious and unable to calm down. After almost wandering, he could no longer help but roar in his chest, and his face was gloomy and he was already walking on the wind.

Who would have thought that he had just left the palace gate and heard a sound from afar. The fierce sword that stopped halfway, the strange disappearing body of Xu Kuang, and the scattered flesh and blood scattered all over the ground. The sound that left his heart slowly came to his ears with the ruthless breeze.

He was stunned and stunned when he heard this, his body trembled slightly, and then he trembled violently. The anger that was rioting in his heart was nowhere to be released. He was pressed to his chest tightly. He gasped as heavy as a cow, but his eyes showed a terrifying anger. The old face was as gloomy as a thick cloud, and he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet hard, shattering the hundred-foot stone steps in front of the Mad Dagger Peak Temple. His figure had already broken through the air, like an angry arrow!

"This is impossible! Xu Kuang was already a powerful cultivation in the half-body divine realm hundreds of thousands of years ago. He has been practicing hard for hundreds of thousands of years, and is only one step away from the Pure Blood Divine Realm. He has nearly ten thousand mountains of power, and his bloodline is almost pure and unobstructed. Who can kill him? At this level, even if he is left with a trace of pure bloodline, he can still recover. He is known as an immortal body. Who has the ability to kill him?"

Even at this time, the Lord of the Sword Demon still did not want to believe it, but the cruel fact was undoubtedly confirmed. He had to believe it. In his shock and anger, he could not help but feel a sense of fear that he had not felt for a long time.

The many sounds that came with the wind just now seemed to have been tampered by experts. With the ears of the Lord of the Sword Demon God who was about to enter the holy realm, he had never heard the sound of sneak attack on Xu Kuang. It seemed that Xu Kuang's death was extremely strange, so he stopped treacherously before he was about to kill the traitor thief, and then the pure bloodline evaporated on its own. Who killed him? The Lord of the Sword Demon God could not find a trace of clue from these many sounds.

This was not enough to surprise the Lord of the Demon God. These many sounds gradually recovered in his mind. He saw that before his close friend died, the traitor and thief had a surprise and knelt down at his close friend, as if he had said something, which made his close friend stare at shock and murmur.

But this is what scared the Lord of the Sword Demon. It was obvious that the thief said something, and Xu Kuang had said something before his death, but he could not catch it at all in the many sounds. He had no idea what the thief said or what his close friend said.

If the two had an affair, and the words were used in a dense voice like a bunch, there should be a slight sound of the air flow piercing the sky, but the Lord of the Sword Demon had never heard of it. What's more, the situation of the two at that time was a mortal enemy, and it was impossible to speak in secret, and there would be a strange thing in it. It would be a powerful person who wiped out this crucial speech so that his identity would be cleared. Only a powerful person in the holy realm could do such a mysterious method.

Although the Lord of the Sword Demon has now touched the threshold of the holy realm, his methods are as different as those of a true saint. These days, the Holy Realm has hope, which makes him feel arrogant without realizing it. Now, it is easy to attack and kill a master who is about to enter the Pure Blood Realm. Afterwards, he still has no way to check it out. This makes Lord of the Sword Demon Realm feel as if he heard the alarm bell, and his arrogance has regained his awe and fear that the saint should have.

"There are two saints involved in this matter. The traitor thief and the love demon Taoist ancestor have already made enemies. This saint has no reason to help him. In this way, there is only..."

He rushed to the scene quickly, frowned and thought hard all the way. When he thought about this, his pupils suddenly shrank like pointed points, and his heart was extremely frightened and angry.

"What trick did this traitor thief do? He could have attracted such protection from a saint? He saved him by himself? This tool... Saint, I have been flattering and pleasing for millions of years, and still regard me as a mustard of grass and as strange as me. Why can such a treacherous villain get such favor? How can this make sense?"

"... Or is this thief who is very good at hand and has other saints intervened?"

Suddenly, an idea came out, and even the Lord of the Sword Demon was shocked. If it were before, he would have laughed silently and just heard a joke. But at this moment, Lord of the Sword Demon no longer dared to underestimate the traitor and thief. Even with such seemingly absurd words, Lord of the Sword Demon would not dare to ignore them.

"It's really hard to explain! If the thief really had such a deep background, why would he be so embarrassed to be chased by someone? Then he surrendered to my little hill gate, recognized me as his master, and bowed in front of me for thousands of years? Could it be that he had lost his luck and defected to the saint for more than a thousand years without saying goodbye? If so, who was the one who murdered Xu Kuang?"

The more I think about it, the more I feel frightened, the more I feel frustrated. These suspicions are mixed in one place. If it is really a mess, the anger of the Lord of the Demon Sword is also in this trouble, and it will gradually fade and extinguish. It will be like pouring cold water, and it will make you feel cold.

After thinking about it all, the Lord of the Sword Demon finally came to the scene and silently picked up the remaining flesh of his close friend. His eyes were like a harsh knife, stabbing straight in the direction where the traitor thief left, revealing his hideousness and gritting his teeth.

"One day, I will settle this teasing humiliation and this great revenge of killing friends! Thieves! Wait for me to take this last step..."

At this time, Hu Yanzheng walked with Liu Yan, as if laughing and saying something that made people blush, looking like a couple with deep affection.

But between laughter and fighting, the two of them could always find the opportunity to squirm their lips in a slight way, quickly passing on a secret sentence.

"This saint seems to have murderous intentions towards you just now..."

"I have to make a big fight for my affairs, and I still need to apologize to the love demon Taoist ancestor. I want to kill me, which is reasonable!" Hu Yan quietly said in a secret manner, and was still playing with Liu Yan to cover up. Then he squinted his eyes and said in a secret manner: "Fortunately, I set up a sect this time, which is useful to the saints, so he naturally went to kill me."

Liu Yan's eyes flashed slightly when she heard this, showing a deep and cunning look. She made a gesture and slapped the claws extending towards her waist, and said in a secret way: "A tiger was born under her command, and it was thriving! As the saying goes, one mountain does not allow two tigers, I am afraid that the saints will also feel fearful of this difficult-to-control tiger..."

Hu Yan also smiled, "If there is a tiger, it is difficult to do it yourself. You should support another tiger. This will allow you to sit in the mountain and watch the tiger fight, which is a good way to control the checks and balances!"

While the two were laughing and talking, they saw a towering, steep peak in front of them. The peak hall was hidden and the grand hall group had already seen its prototype. The thousands of figures were busy and were working hard. At the foot of this mountain, in front of Huyan and Liu Yan, a mountain gate made of majestic bluestone had already stood, and the high sign of the mountain gate was empty.

Huyan and Liu Yan stood at the mountain gate, closed their eyes and thought for a while, and immediately drew their swords and waved them like flowers. When the sword energy disappeared, two large characters with fangs and claws were carved on the mountain gate by the sword energy.

Blood Knife!

The word "成天" is like a dragon, and is domineering and arrogant, with its own tendency to look down on one's face, and it hides its bloodthirsty and ferociousness. Hu Yan raised his head and watched, and couldn't help laughing with satisfaction.

"If a saint wants a tiger, I should be a tiger that chooses people and eats them, and drives the tiger and swallows the wolf for the saint!"
Chapter completed!