"Hold it."

As Zhao Xiyi's voice sounded, Ji Liao's hand was stuffed with a knife, as thin as a veil and as clear as autumn water.

Ji Liao wanted to say that I prefer using swords.

Zhao Xiyi seemed to have a good relationship with him and said, "Let's just use it."

As she spoke, the person had already gone to mid-air. The sword energy was everywhere and he had already fought with the young demon king.

As soon as Zhao Xiyi's sword technique was released, it was so decisive that without leaving any room, the air waves kept exploding in the air. But the young demon king just clicked his finger at will and easily annihilated the power of Zhao Xiyi's sword energy.

Ji Liao looked carefully and found that the young demon king's fingers were actually drawing circles, one after another, forming a unique energy to deal with Zhao Xiyi.

The circle of Qi and energy was extremely unpredictable, giving Ji Liao a feeling of inverting life and death.

He immediately entered the state of selflessness, like the moon in the well, eliminating all kinds of distractions and retaining only the purest combat instinct.

A sword is like a dream, like a poem, and it is slanted towards the young demon king.

Like a low muffled thunder sounded, the void trembled.

A strand of black hair fell down melodically.

Ji Liao had already flew into the air and stood side by side with Zhao Xiyi. None ten feet away, the young demon king looked at the two of them with cold eyes. "The Divine Soldier Qiu Shui."

Ji Liao was also a little surprised. Although he had just used the Cicada Wing Sword and had surpassed the power of the person who founded this sword technique, it was still beyond his expectations that he could kill a strand of hair from the young demon king.

I have to admit that half of this is due to the knife called "Qiu Shui" in his hand.

Zhao Xiyi also slowly pulled out the sword she carried with him. The sword was unknown, but he also taught the young demon king not to underestimate him.

She said leisurely: "We have a clear understanding of each other, and the swords merge, and the world is invincible. Are you still confident that you can leave alive?"

Ji Liao couldn't help but think: Miss Zhao, when will we merge swords and swords? The world will be invincible.

The young devil was obviously angry at Zhao Xiyi's words and said, "Then I will break his sword and destroy your sword. Let's see how you merge the sword."

His body disappeared without even leaving any remaining shadows.

Ji Liao had never encountered such a terrifying speed.

When he saw Li Xibai taking action, he thought it was a rare speed, but compared with the boy, Li Xibai's speed was just like a snail.

Fortunately, Ji Liao was much better than when he fought with Li Xibai that day. His amazing spiritual sense was still there, and he almost didn't think about it and stabbed him backhand.

The young devil appeared suddenly, and it was only an inch away from touching the blade.

It is this inch, like a natural barrier that cannot be crossed.

He clearly rushed forward and suddenly made a sharp turn.

Ji Liao knew it very well and realized that he was behind him. He leaned forward and kicked back with amazing strength.

A huge force that could not be resolved rushed into his body, and the major acupoints lit up at the same time, resolving the terrible power.

Ji Liao suddenly discovered another magical thing about the spirituality of the acupoints.

He used to be able to support this huge force with his body, but he was unlike now that he could use his acupoints to share that force.

Although his body has become weaker, his ability to resist strikes has obviously increased due to the changes in the acupoints.

The young devil thought that it would break Ji Liao's bones, but he didn't know that Ji Liao did not have the injuries he expected. Before he could take advantage of the victory to pursue him, he stabbed him in the air with a sword.

These are the three ways of forgetting love by Taiqingdao.

The young devil's white clothes swayed, and a hole was cut by Zhao Xiyi's sword energy. The fragments of the white clothes fell down like flying snow.

At the same time, Zhao Xiyi was still in the void, and his steps were flexible and graceful, as if he was flying immortals.

Her own Xiyi step finally showed its power at this moment.

The young demon king's clothes fluttered, and his white jade-like palm slapped out the stormy palm force, forcing Zhao Xiyi's sword energy to retreat. But his eyes were even colder, and it was obvious that Zhao Xiyi brought him a lot of trouble.

Ji Liao naturally would not let Zhao Xiyi fight the enemy independently. The divine weapon Qiushui in his hand was changed to a thorn. This is the sword technique of sword net Chensi. He used a sword as a sword, which also had a power that should not be underestimated.

The dense sword net seemed to be trying to bring the young demon king's network into it, making it difficult for him to move forward.

The young demon king was unmoved and dominated the void, with a surging momentum. With one finger popping out, the world immediately felt like it was solemn and bleak.

Bobobo, three fingers bounced against Ji Liao's blade, causing his tiger's mouth to bleed continuously.

The violent shock was quite strange, which made his acupoints not have time to resolve this force.

"This is the Demon Killing Finger, be careful." Zhao Xiyi's voice drifted into Ji Liao's ears.

Ji Liao nodded slowly, not too close to the young devil.

Zhao Xiyi stood in the void holding the sword, his expression full of solemnity. Obviously, even if he angered the young demon king, she had no chance of winning.

The young devil said: "You should understand now that I am much better than this human. If you obey me, I can consider letting him go, otherwise I will kill him and come and have fun with you again."

He was obviously very interested in Zhao Xiyi, otherwise the demon killing would not be Ji Liao, but Zhao Xiyi should be.

Zhao Xiyi chuckled and said, "But I like masculine people. You look too much like a woman."

Although the young devil is extremely handsome, he has absolutely nothing to do with women. He has never been sarcastic to others like this, so he said, "You will regret your words."

His white clothes were shining with wind, and he slowly raised his hand.

There were countless drops of water flying up in the river below, condensing into lines.

They were countless water swords, but their sharpness was forcing people, and they were never under the flying swords that were refined by any sword cultivator.

I'm afraid anyone will believe this scene. As long as the young demon king thinks, Ji Liao and the others will be able to penetrate the heart.

Zhao Xiyi sighed softly and said, "The peerless sword technique of Wan Jian Returning to the Sect will appear in the world in the hands of a demon king like you. It is really the sorrow of the sword cultivator in the world."

The young devil sneered: "This is the honor of this swordsmanship."

His arrogance is rare in the world. It seems that the world is so great that no one is qualified to discuss the level of his strengths.

Ji Liao was stunned and dazed.

Zhao Xiyi was surprised that this was not the time to be stunned.

But she saw Ji Liao's gangster's eyes again, and immediately realized that Ji Liao had some insights at this time.

The young devil didn't say much nonsense, and with one move, the thousands of water swords stabbed at the two of them in the air.

These thousands of water swords are indeed magnificent. It is like there are thousands of swords who are driving the flying swords and wanting to kill the enemy. Under this vast sword force, I am afraid no one can resist it.

Zhao Xiyi's sword turned into roundness, and the three styles of Forgetfulness turned attack into defense, and cut down the water swords one by one.

But she didn't know when she would be unable to keep it.

She had never thought about this issue.

The void was filled with her beautiful figure, and the sword roared endlessly, just like the old dragon roared.
Chapter completed!