Xu Ran smiled, "It seems that the winner is going to be decided."

"Well, Fellow Taoist Caiying's swordsmanship is very strong, I'm not as good as her."

Miao Yue stared ahead and nodded unconsciously.

The purple-green sword light became more and more dazzling, reflecting the black fog on the eight directions, and the people in the Pure Demon Realm could also see the battle situation vaguely.

Xu Ran smiled, "Fellow Daoist Miao is too modest. This is a treasure land arranged by the Zen Sect. The extremely evil sword has been restricted a lot. It was consumed a lot by the Four Symbol Soul-Suppressing Seal. In addition, with the help of Master Fangjian's rosary Zen Light, fellow Caiying has the opportunity to win in one fell swoop, but I believe that it will not be difficult to do this if it is replaced by Fellow Daoist Miao."

“It’s hard.”

Miao Yue thought for a while and said, "Fellow Taoist Caiying's swordsmanship is so extensive and vast. I can't do what she can do above all the sword cultivators I have seen. Now it is the cultivation level and flying sword that limit her performance. If she is allowed to break these restrictions, she should be the sword cultivator who is most likely to become a sword saint."

Xu Ran was stunned, "Ah?!"

Miao Yue glanced at him, "I think so."

Xu Ran paused, "In the swordsmanship, Fellow Daoist Miao is an authority, and I dare not argue. I just didn't expect that so many elders in Shushan would have a greater chance than Fellow Daoist Caiying?"

Miao Yue shook her head, "I'm just saying that it's not that easy to break the restrictions. If... she was in Shushan, it might be smoother."

Xu Ran laughed, as if he understood something, "Oh, this... I'm afraid it's hard for fellow Taoists to get what they want."

In the black fog, the sword light became brighter and brighter, like rainbows, forcing the extremely evil sword to escape everywhere.

While surrounding him, Zhou Shu spoke out and reminded him, "Caiying, don't chase him too tightly!"

Although Caiying has such strength, it seems to be too smooth. Could it be that the four-symbol power before has already suppressed the evil soul in the sword and cannot exert its ability?

"Call me Lord Palace! Now I have to be obedient!"

Seeing a gap, Caiying jumped up with a high spirit. The sword was like a dragon, passing through many blockings and hitting straight to the sword of the extremely evil sword.

It is obvious that he used a gentle sword intent to try to wrap and suppress the extremely evil sword, rather than sharp force. If he accidentally breaks and destroys the extremely evil sword, he may not be able to repair it.

The big face of the extremely evil sword sword was facing the sword light that Cai Ying turned into. He could no longer escape, so he stopped and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"etc!"

Zhou Shu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly reached out to grab Caiying.

But it was a little late. The big mouth opened and closed, forming a vortex on the sword, divided into three layers, red and black, which looked particularly evil.

As soon as the vortex was formed, a ball of black smoke emerged. The harvest was not enough. The sword light was completely wrapped in the black smoke. The smoke was extremely rich, and even Zhou Shu could not penetrate it. The power of Shu and the power of reincarnation were blocked, and the Zen light only illuminated some blurry shadows.

"not good!"

Zhou Shu had instantly manifested the Taoist furnace, used the Taoist furnace as a vessel, and placed the rosary in front of him, and suddenly rushed towards the black smoke.

A crisp sound was heard.

The rosary in his head suddenly shattered, and the huge force pushed the extremely evil sword away, and the black smoke disappeared.

But Caiying was completely gone and could not sense any breath.

Only some incomplete and intermittent voices slowly came, "Zhou, I'm sorry... I'm going to die..."

The big face on the Sword of Extreme Evil smiled, licked his mouth, and let out a sinister laugh.

The laughter echoed on the court, with a lot of pride in the gloom, like a knife squeezing Zhou Shu's heart back and forth. Zhou Shu was unmoved. His heart was as firm as iron and stone. He raised his hands flatly, with a bead of rosary in one hand, and a golden Zen light reflected on his bronze body, like a dead soldier in armor in the afterglow of the sunset, his expression was extremely firm, and he had the determination of the wind and the cold Yishui.

I noticed something, the extremely evil sword's face suddenly changed, and his facial features suddenly squeezed together, revealing an unprecedented look of horror.

But it was too late to escape.

Zhou Shu took a few steps forward, and the world was close to each other. He closed his palms and had already pinched the extremely evil sword in his hand.

The extremely evil sword struggled like crazy, like a lobster that had just been thrown into a hot pot, running up and down, left and right, and the sharp blade could not circulate and roll, but no matter what, it could not escape Zhou Shu's hand.

Puff, puff.

With two light sounds, the rosary could not bear the pressure on both sides, and suddenly broke and broke into a pile of residue.

The Sword of Extreme Evil thought it had found an opportunity and struggled even more frantically, but it was still useless. It lost the cause and effect of the Zen power in the rosary. Zhou Shu's power became more integrated and tacit. His palms were put together, just like two iron plates that were tightly welded, with no gaps to find. Slowly, the Sword of Extreme Evil stopped moving, as if he had accepted his fate.

It accepted his fate, but Zhou Shu refused to let go.

The power of reincarnation was filled with the relaxing power, constantly squeezing the sword body and penetrated into the sword bit by bit.

The face of the Sword of Extreme Evil had been pressed into a flat plate. It also noticed something. Knowing that Zhou Shu was going to kill him, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and sucked the black gas around him.

It was like a stranded fish, not far from death.

This time I really made a life.

The huge eight-sided platform was filled with black air everywhere, and it was sucked back by the extremely evil sword in dozens of breaths.

Even the broken corpses on the ground were sucked in with the black smoke.

The Bafangtai was clear and bright, as bright as daytime, but Zhou Shu still did not let go, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more. At this moment, he did not want to purify it at all, but just wanted to completely destroy this extremely evil sword.

As Zhou Shu's strength became more and more powerful, the face on the Sword of Extreme Evil became less and less and almost disappeared.

I could no longer struggle, and I still had a ray of eyes left, without any spirit, and was full of despair.

At this moment, a Buddha's name came from his ear, and he was enlightened, "Okay, if you do this, you will kill her."

Zhou Shu was out of sight, uneasy, and said coldly, "That's exactly what I want."

The sound rang again, long and clear, shocking, but it was the extremely authentic Tiangu thunder sound, "Zhou Shu, I said yes she, not the evil soul in this sword."

Zhou Shu was shocked all over and suddenly understood something. When he turned around, he saw that he was standing behind him with a kind face, as if he was blessed by the Buddha. Even the bearded man showed a bit kindness. He paused and said calmly, "Master, are you talking about Caiying?"

"Look carefully."

Fang Jian nodded and pointed to the extremely evil sword.

The blood light on the extremely evil sword has dimmed a lot, showing the original color of the sword. In the middle of the sword body, there is a phantom that looks extremely familiar. Although it is light, it is clear and clear, it is definitely Caiying.

"She's in the sword."

Fang Jian said calmly, "You have done what you should do, and the rest of the battle will be completed by her."

Zhou Shu stared at the phantom of Caiying on the sword, shook his head slightly, and smiled faintly. His heart gradually returned to its original place, and the light on his body slowly dissipated.

when.

The extremely evil sword fell to the ground, like ordinary iron, without causing any storm.
Chapter completed!