After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

The magic blade collided with the sword, creating a series of sword flowers.

Two figures intertwined in this space, and it was almost impossible to capture their figures with the naked eye.

Yan'an's attacks were strange and swift, and every move was murderous and extremely brutal.

Si Mufeng raised his sword to block, taking advantage of the opportunity to counterattack.

He advanced sideways and his sword moves changed rapidly, forcing Yan Yan to switch from offense to defense.

Simu Feng did not give him a chance to breathe. He swung his sword forward quickly, gripping the hilt tightly and wielding the unparalleled third move - Starlight.

The sword energy was crisscrossing, and the sharp sword energy crossed the sky. Under Yan's incredible eyes, the sword energy actually condensed into a huge silver-white sword shadow. The purple lightning on the Yun Sui sword flickered like stars, and it slashed down with the force of thunder, and one sword seemed like ten thousand swords.

Yan Yan wanted to dodge, but he saw the young man in front of him actually stabbed his chest with a dagger, forcing out the blood from his heart to replace cinnabar, and used the sky as paper to draw talismans in the air.

The speed was so fast that an afterimage appeared. When the dark golden forbidden talisman appeared, Yan Yan secretly thought that something was wrong.

I wanted to ask my companions around me to evacuate, but it was too late.

The talisman turned into countless scarlet chains, piercing through his body and the bodies of several of his companions around him, binding them up.

At this moment, thunderclouds gathered instantly.

Yan Yan was shocked and couldn't believe it: "You can actually break through to the middle stage of Yuanying by force across borders!"

Although they had consumed most of their strength in the previous fight, it was still eight to one, and now they were at a disadvantage...

The nightmare demons around had not expected that this human's talent was so high.

There was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"We must kill him. Otherwise, if he is allowed to grow, he will become a threat to the demon world."

"Let's go!"

The fact that Simufeng was too outstanding made the demons even more determined to kill him.

They broke free of their chains and attacked in groups.

All directions were blocked. Simu Feng lowered his eyes and smiled. His originally exquisite face was now covered with blood and many wounds, looking in a miserable state.

The injuries on his wrists were particularly severe. The tendons were broken due to the forced use of sword skills. The scarlet blood burst through the skin and continued to drip down the handle of the Yunsui sword, dyeing the silver-white sword body blood red...

But Si Mufeng seemed to feel no pain and showed no emotion.

Maybe I'm used to it, or maybe I'm just enduring it.

Just like what he said before, Si Mufeng never thought about leaving alive.

Since it is already a shop with only dead fish, how can a miracle happen?

Fate has been determined. Even if he cannot go against it, he will go to hell on the corpses of these demons.

The thunder rumbled in the sky, and Simu Feng used his spiritual power to summon several lightning-inducing talismans. The thunder that was still brewing was attracted and instantly struck this side.

At the same time, Simu Feng mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, preparing to detonate his golden elixir cultivation and take these demons to hell with him.

Since everyone else got away safely, what should he be afraid of?

One in exchange for eight, this life is worth it.

I have been decadent and idle enough these years. As the young master of a sword-cultivating family and a direct disciple of the Moon Watching Sect, it is time for me to make every effort once again for the responsibilities I should shoulder.

The sword spirit of Yun Sui Sword predicted what he was going to do. The sword body trembled slightly, and the sword sounded like the wail of a dying person, depressing and miserable.

But it did not stop its master's decision. When it made the first contract with him, it decided to follow him till death and never leave him.

Over the years he let it choose another master, and it sealed itself off and fell into a deep sleep.

If he died now, it would rather never wake up and wait for him in the next life!

The sky was already gloomy, and under the thunderclouds it looked even darker and more depressing, as if announcing that the battle was about to come to an end...