Two Dimensional Rescuer Demon King

Looking at the old man standing in the field, I was a little disappointed. In You Ji's mind, Wan Jianyi was the invincible strong man with the sword, not the rickety old man in front of him.

A hundred years ago, You Ji tied a trace of affection to Wan Jianyi, but it was not love, but was attracted by his strength and heroism, which was a longing.

After a hundred years of continuous beautification, Yu Ji has never forgotten Wan Jianyi, but when she saw the real person at this time, she was more disillusioned and disappointed.

When he noticed that the people around him were watching either curiously or in surprise, the old man sighed softly, his expression unspeakably sad and miserable.

He glanced at Liu Xu and said with a mockery: "Unexpectedly, the old man will not be born for a long time, but there are still juniors who can recognize me as an old man at a glance. Hey, should I say that the name I broke down is not small?"

But then the old man took a long breath, and his body suddenly rose up a little, his rickety posture suddenly gave people a sense of standing upright.

He suddenly yelled and said: "Yes! The old man is Wan Jianyi, the little boys of the Demon Sect dare to kill the Tongtian Peak, do you really think I have no one in Qingyunmen?!"

The sound was shocking and deafening, but the voice and courage were unspeakable boldness. In the presence of dozens of demon sects, Wan Jian's eyes were full of contempt and disdain, and it suppressed all the demons. Not angry.

Looking at the familiar figure, his boldness, Tian Buyi's eyes were red, as if he was back a hundred years ago. He was behind that figure, fighting in the wild, fighting with gratitude and enmity, and there was a few more strength in his body out of thin air. .

It wasn't just him. The few people in the barbaric group and the elders who had seen Wan Jianyi's power were shocked, and morale was boosted in a blink of an eye.

"kill!"

Under the leadership of the elders and the first seat ground, the burst of the Qingyun Sect disciples at this moment even suppressed the masters of the Demon Cult. The crazy appearance made people feel chilling.

During the battle, Tian Buyi did not forget to shout to Lin Jingyu, saying, "Senior Nephew Lin will hand over the Dragon Slashing Sword to Senior Brother Wan!"

Lin Jingyu was taken aback. Although the matter involved his own life and death, he didn't hesitate at all, so he threw the sword at Wanjian.

"Senior takes the sword!"

Wan Jian was taken aback, looking at the familiar but unfamiliar thing, and slowly stretched out his hands.

It was a pair of withered and old palms, I don't know how many winds and frosts had been experienced, but it touched the hard and cold hilt again, and then, it gripped it tightly!

There was a faint sound of bells.

"Clang..."

Suddenly, the originally bleak Dragon Slashing Sword suddenly glowed with green light, and its blooming light was like the scorching sun in the sky, dazzling and could not be "forced" to look at.

The sword body trembled, as if screaming excitedly, the dragon "groaned" endlessly, and the thrilling voice echoed away.

Go straight for nine days.

Wan Jianyi gently stroked "touching" Biguang's prosperous Slashing Dragon with his hand, as gentle as "touching" a beloved woman

The Dragon Slashing Sword was whizzing, as if reunited with an old friend, excited.

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"Old man, we met again." The old man said lightly in the surging blue light: "I didn't expect that one day we could still fight together."

The voice just fell, and suddenly I saw the green light burst out, and the whole clearing was enveloped by the green "color".

In the sharp whistling sound, the Dragon Slashing Sword galloped out from the old man's hand, rushing out like a sharp flash of electricity.

Seeing that the old man's aura was so powerful, the demons had already paid attention to guarding, and at this moment they shouted, and at the same time they drove the magic weapon to attack.

The dense array of magic weapons made people seem to be palpitating, but unexpectedly, the old man ignored the magic weapons that struck him, slashing dragons and swords into pillars of light, attacking from mountains and seas, and the whole person was like a dragon. Smashed into the demons.

With a backhand sword, a demon with a magic weapon was split into two halves, and Wan Jian continued to charge forward without turning back. For a time, the entire battlefield was soaked with green, blood spattered and stumps flying.

Where Wan Jian passes, there is no enemy of One He.

Dozens of magic sect masters were actually frightened by Wan Jian's slaying of swords, and their aura fell again. Even the Poison God and others were taken by the opponent's power and could not recover for a while.

After all, Wan Jianyi was terrifying, and they knew better than anyone else that the two arrogances of the Qingyun Sect back then became famous because of the bones of the demon cult.

But at this time, only a cold snort was heard, and a figure jumped up, directly towards the green long dragon transformed by Wanjian 1.

A small mirror above his head gave out a faint halo, and the man watched Wan Jian's ups and downs, but he did not flash back.

"boom!"

Facing the small yellow cover, the Dragon Slashing Sword, which cuts iron like mud, has returned without success for the first time.

Although after a stalemate, the azure light on the Dragon Slashing Sword shattered and shattered the shield, the figure holding Wan Jianyi had already flown to the side, and nothing happened.

Looking at the demons around him coldly, Liu Xu shouted.

"What are you afraid of? He is only one person, and he can kill us all!"

Seeing Liu Xu's fearless expression, the demons felt a peace in their hearts, which was considered to have restored some morale.

I immediately thought that these people had been cultivating for hundreds of years, but none of the children in their early twenties could look away. His face was reddened, and the look of Wan Jianyi was exceptionally unkind, but he was desperate. Thoughts.

The people of the Demon Cult are aggressive, cruel and ruthless, but it doesn't mean that these guys have no blood at all.

The big defeat of the Demon Cult a hundred years ago was a shame for almost all the clergymen. On this journey of Qingyun's revenge, there has never been a shortage of guys who dared to work hard. They are not afraid of death. What are they afraid of?

Seeing the morale gathered by the demon cult, Wan Jian frowned slightly and glanced at Liu Xu, but murderous intent arose in his heart.

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