Lenggong signed in for 80 years, I am invincible in the world

"Come with me, I want to break the mirror with a sword!" Lin Jiufeng said softly.

He hugged the little white cat, and then stepped into the rain.

The downpour of rain, the void of lightning and thunder, was like the scene of the end of the world, and there was no pedestrian outside.

The water droplets kept splashing on the ground, falling from the sky to the ground. During this process, Lin Jiufeng had already walked out of the imperial capital.

The life of a drop of rain is a journey.

Lin Jiufeng stepped out of the lightning in the sky, and the lightning and water in the sky gathered together and turned into a lotus flower under his feet.

Step by step lotus!

Thousands of miles away in Weishui, Jiao Demon King was triumphant and arrogant, watching the world vibrate, tremble, and howl because of him.

He is enjoying it all.

"Old Niu, now you still think that I can't beat that human in the imperial capital?" Jiao Demon King asked triumphantly, his voice booming.

Qingtian Barbarian Bull, the great sage of Pingtian, was just about to speak, but all of a sudden, his hair exploded, and his whole body seemed to feel a huge trouble. With a jolt, he quickly turned his head and looked towards the distance washed away by the heavy rain.

A figure walked slowly, with a blue shirt and a white face, with a leisurely demeanor, very dusty.

The rain avoids him, the lightning fears him, the wind clings to him, and the surrounding earth trembles, singing praises for his appearance.

At this moment, everything in the world, the sun, the moon, the stars, the wind, the rain, the thunder, and the lightning all disappeared.

In the eyes of Qingtian Manniu, Lin Jiufeng is the only one.

His heart, his body, his hair trembled.

Lin Jiufeng...he's here.

In a heavy rain, he came head-on, in the midst of all things in the world, and amidst the thunder all around, he had no momentum to speak of.

But every step he took seemed to be stepping on the heart of Qingtian Bull.

He was having trouble breathing.

No one knows Lin Jiufeng's power better than those monsters who have been trapped in the devil's lair and have been ravaged for ten years.

"Flood Demon King, surrender, he has come." Pingtian Great Sage Qingtian Barbarian turned around hastily and roared in fear.

He wants to save his brother.

Chapter 100 Sword Town Flood Dragon

The roar of the great sage Qingtian bull is so hasty.

He was afraid that if he shouted even a second late, if Lin Jiufeng made a move, the Jiao Demon King would be destroyed.

but……

In this heavy rain, the Jiao Demon King's self-confidence was unprecedentedly high. He was entrenched in the void, his body was huge, and his arrogance was surging. How could he listen to the words of the Great Sage of Pingtian Qingtian?

Instead, he let out a louder roar, and the hideous and terrifying head of the flood dragon opened in the void, emitting extremely terrifying energy, and charged towards it.

Roar! ! !

This huge cry was transmitted in the void, shattering the downpour and splashing in all directions.

Waves of air rolled in, hitting Lin Jiufeng's face.

The Jiao Demon King roared directly, wanting to shock Lin Jiufeng to death.

This is an extremely terrifying scene, a huge dragon roaring with its head hanging high in the sky, with a hideous expression on its face.

A young man in a green shirt with a cat in his arms stood on the ground.

Among them, layers of air waves billowed out, and the marginal power alone could be killed by a martial saint.

All of this is so scary.

Qingtian Barbarian Bull looked at this scene, his eyes darkened, and the hope inside was annihilated.

Dare to attack Lin Jiufeng?

The powerful, confident, and over 3000 monsters in the Devil's Lair, who dared to oppose even the sky, knew what the consequences would be.

Each of them was beaten to the ground by Lin Jiufeng.

But now, the Flood Demon King shot directly, shaking the world, especially the masters in the imperial capital, one by two looked into the distance, and saw a shocking scene thousands of miles away.

The broad deterrence was surging at the moment, and the continuous rainwater raised the water level of the Wei River by a few centimeters, causing the Wei River to roar, rush, and turbulent.

By the Weishui River, there was a young man with a white face and blue shirt, facing the Demon King Flood Dragon whose body was hundreds of times his size.

The Jiao Demon King roared, and the terrifying aura scared countless people watching the battle to swallow their saliva. If they put themselves in Lin Jiufeng's current position, they would have to wait to die.

But Lin Jiufeng was different.

The wind was blowing, his clothes were rattling, but his feet were motionless, as if they had taken root.

Facing the suppressed air wave, Lin Jiufeng raised his hand, without any other movements, just gently pointing in the void.

Click!

The void was like a mirror, and it shattered in front of Lin Jiufeng, and the violent air wave directly hit the shattered space.

All of a sudden, the broken space was torn apart.

Whoa!

The space is constantly being torn apart, forming bigger storms, which are constantly superimposed and expanded.

To engulf Lin Jiufeng.

Those who saw this scene did not blink, how could they miss such a wonderful duel?

"Go to hell with me." Flood Demon King laughed, although he was arrogant, but the Great Sage of Ping Tian was so afraid, how could he show mercy?

He had just recovered his strength at the peak of the Dongtian Realm, and he burst out completely.

In this roar, mixed with the dragon's power he felt, the Jiao Demon King is arrogant, but he is also a demon who will beat him to death. He doesn't leave behind, he just doesn't want to give the enemy a chance.

Now in his eyes, Lin Jiufeng has suffered a great loss.

He didn't take his roar seriously, he was so careless, and regretted it after he shot, it was already too late. …

Lin Jiufeng looked at the torn space, swept the air wave, and covered him.

The little white cat was anxious first, and hurriedly said in Lin Jiufeng's arms: "Hurry up and avoid this blow."

"There's no need to avoid it." Lin Jiufeng said softly.

"What did you say?" The little white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng in surprise.

"You asked me before, why wait for the rain, now I tell you, I am just waiting for this spring rain, to wash the world, and then I will break through with a sword!" Lin Jiufeng looked at the little white cat, smiled slightly, confident And powerful, in the face of crisis, he took one step forward.

Clang!

A black long sword appeared in his hand.

It was the Demon Slaying Sword that he signed in at the beginning.

Boom!

The air waves and space cracks that swept over were astonishing.

Lin Jiufeng just drew his sword and slashed hard.

Click!

The very crisp sound echoed in the sky and the earth, resounding through the surroundings, it was very terrifying.

The eyes of countless onlookers widened, for fear that they might not be looking carefully.

From a long, long distance, they saw the space torn into a big storm, which was cut off by Lin Jiufeng's sword.

By the way, this sword energy was also involved in the Flood Demon King, and the sword energy cut off a pair of dragon horns on his forehead that had been formed with great difficulty.

The Jiao Demon King suddenly screamed, and the blood rolled down, completely dyeing his head red, and the rest fell into the Wei River, dyeing the river red.

"How can your power be so powerful? Who are you?" Jiao Demon King screamed, staring at Lin Jiufeng angrily, his self-confidence just now was shattered by this sword.

"You don't need to know who I am. I have asked Qingtian Manniu to persuade you, but you don't listen." Lin Jiufeng said helplessly, with the long sword in hand, he pointed at the Demon King and shook his head.

"You actually broke through the cave at this time. Which old monster are you reincarnated from?" The Jiao Demon King was full of bitterness, and he hurriedly wanted to escape. Lin Jiufeng was too scary.

"You can't escape." Lin Jiufeng looked at the running Jiao Demon King, raised his eyebrows, and was about to make a move.

"My lord, I beg you, Lao Niu, don't kill the Flood Demon King. We Seven Great Sages can pay any price, just to save his life!" The Great Sage of Pingtian Qingtian Barbarian Bull stood in front of Lin Jiufeng at once. His hooves softened, and he knelt down on the ground, begging bitterly.

Lin Jiufeng looked at him, and remembered that the monsters in the magic cave had brought him countless sign-in opportunities in the past ten years.

"Okay, for your sake, I won't kill him, but the death penalty can be avoided, and I can't give him anything else." Lin Jiufeng raised his hand, and a sword box appeared between his palms. With a flick of his fingers, the sword The box was opened, and 36 long swords flew out from it.

Magic 36 swords!

This is a set of terrifying sword formations, 36 swords form a dragon, activated by Lin Jiufeng, it appears directly in the void, and sends out a real dragon chant.

Roar!

The sound of the dragon's chants directly shocked the Jiao Demon King so weak that he was unable to escape.

"Forgive me, my lord." The Flood Demon King was frightened and begged for mercy directly.

"Stay quietly in the Wei River for me." Lin Jiufeng snorted coldly, thinking about it.

The magic dragon composed of 36 magic swords roared, directly devoured the Jiao Demon King, and then dived into the Wei River.

Rumble!

In the huge Wei River, a dragon tomb emerged. Around the dragon tomb, there were 36 huge black long swords that pierced into the sky.

Pingtian Dasheng Qingtian Barbarian looked at this scene complicatedly, he had already begged for mercy, and now he dared not speak.

And Lin Jiufeng showed a terrible thing to the world in this rain.

The Flood Demon King, who was strong enough to shake the world, was suppressed so easily by Lin Jiufeng.

This scene, the sword under the rain and the dragon is already a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, and it is lingering in the minds of countless people.

Chapter 101

The rain from the sky was falling in a patter.

The surging Weishui also calmed down.

The dragon's tomb is coldly located in the center of the Weihe River, and 36 stone statues in the shape of long swords suppress the surroundings.

The Jiao Demon King roared unwillingly inside, but his body was pierced by 36 long swords, which did not hurt his life, but nailed him to the Wei River.

Can't move.

This scene shocked everyone.

That Flood Demon King who caused chaos in the world, thousands of miles of wind and clouds, and heavy rain, which made millions of people kneel down to worship, was suppressed like this?

Who was the one who made the shot?

In the imperial capital, masters from aristocratic families, casual cultivators, masters from sects, and priests from the royal family are all watching.

Thousands of miles away, they could only see Lin Jiufeng's back, dressed in green clothes, with black hair tied up in a bun, and his big sleeves fluttering in the wind, very powerfully.

I couldn't see Lin Jiufeng's face at all, and many people were very anxious. How powerful is this senior?

The imperial capital, in the Forbidden City.

Dedi and Princess Yulin saw the whole process and were speechless.

The three views of the two people were directly shattered.

Including Princess Yulin, she and Lin Jiufeng's soul went to the grassland once, and slashed the White House and the Red Palace with swords, and even chopped off Langjuxu Mountain.

But that time was not as shocking as it is now.

When the Flood Demon King stirs up the situation, everyone can feel that terrifying power, which does not belong to the realm of human gods at all.

And the people of Daxia Longque are still gods in the world.

Princess Yulin thought that her mysterious master was a master who had entered the cave realm.

But now it seems that it is far more than that.