: The Dark Sky Demonic Art

Just one move, the advantages and disadvantages are divided into different parts. (《》)

Nie Han flew out, vomiting blood and was injured, his face pale, his eyes were deeply surprised, and the blood mark on his chest was shocking.

The King of Wushuang Palace, calm and symmetrical and perfect body, sets the void, and his simple punch explodes the power in his body with the strongest and most perfect point, which is such coordination and agreement.

No one saw the attack method of the Wushuang Palace King clearly, there was no gorgeous light and shadow, nor a shocking sound. When he punched it, the invisible and terrifying power hurt the enemy's body the moment the murderous aura came.

"Not good, there is such a powerful figure in the Dongfang family. If even Nie Han had no power to resist, no one in our presence would be his opponent."

The senior figures on the Zhang Tianmeng side all changed their colors and thought it was not good.

Nie Han can be said to be the strongest sword cultivator on his side. Perhaps in terms of comprehensive strength, he cannot beat Xu Xuan, but in terms of attack power, he is the best and arrogant to Kunyun.

However, the opponent he faced was more terrifying than the enemies faced by other giants in the Zhangtian League, and the strength was more than a little bit.

"The strength of the Wushuang Palace King is too perverted, and it is more than a few times stronger than the ordinary Palace King!"

The cultivators watching the battle near the capital took a breath of air conditioning.

In the royal capital area, one or two hundred thousand cultivators were all outside the spiritual city, paying close attention to the battlefield.

"This Wushuang Palace King is even more terrifying than I thought. It seems that he must be the only chance for the Dongfang family to turn the tables."

While Xu Xuan was shaking Dongfang Ba's crazy attack, he looked at the situation there from the corner of his eyes and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Chu Dong, who had been controlling the overall situation, suddenly looked shaking and murmured: "The King of Wushuang Palace is the spokesperson of the founder of the Golden Palace. The only variable that cannot be controlled is on him. However, is this person's strength too exaggerated..."

For a time, the confrontation between Nie Han and the Wushuang Palace King became the focus of the audience.

The terrifying strength displayed by the Wushuang Palace King made him the last opportunity for the Dongfang family to turn the situation around. His opponent is the number one swordsman in Kunyun Cultivation World, a sword cultivator who cannot be surpassed for thousands of years. The Holy Hall

The Eastern Army, bound by Xuewei, and the senior executives of the Eastern Family who were in a disadvantage, were all surprised when they saw this situation.

"This guy's strength is unfathomable. The ordinary Yuandan old monster can't stand a round or two. If he can kill Nie Han and kill one or two Yuandan old monsters in Zhang Tianmeng, my Dongfang family will have a chance..."

The Eastern Army struggled hard, thinking so in his heart.

In the sky, the well-proportioned figure, with black hair, dancing in the wind, and the eyes that looked like dark night were mysterious and deep, without any emotion, but the sound was extremely clear and beautiful: "Through the pull of the sword spirit and energy, I naturally blocked my attack. Looking at the Kunyun Cultivation World, you are the first one."

call!

Nie Han gasped slightly, regardless of the cold sweat falling on his forehead, held the Scorpio magic sword tightly, and the surrounding area was dark, further condensed and contracted, concentrated in a radius of one meter.

Obviously, he had to make adjustments to the invisible and strange attacks of the Wushuang Palace King, shrinking the sword intent field and taking certain defensive measures.

This is when Nie Han almost never appeared after entering the swordsmanship.

In his dictionary, there is never the word "defense". As the elite king among sword cultivators, he used his strongest and most fierce attack to destroy all the magical changes of his opponent.

But today is a special case.

The attack of the Wushuang Palace King was invisible, weird and terrifying, and its speed was terrifying. Its attack only exploded at the moment when the murderous aura came.

The most difficult thing is that Nie Han could not sense his attack trajectory at all.

He could only judge from all signs that this person was a martial artist who reached the pinnacle and integrated his artistic conception, attack, and murderous aura into the void of heaven and earth.

The only thing you can feel is murderous aura.

After a stalemate for a moment, Nie Han gritted his teeth and the Scorpio magic sword in his hand pierced out of lightning. The dark light in the entire area spread. A black thunder sword arc seemed to be like a black crack spreading out of thin air. The thunder roared, and layers of dark sword energy waves destroyed the world and swept over, slashing towards the King of Wushuang Palace in the blink of an eye.

The thunder of the Scorpio Demon Sword slashed through the world, making the sky clear and dull. If it were ordinary Yuan Dan, it would be impossible to resist and could not stop a few swords.

The eyes of the spectators on the field lit up. Such a sword attack has reached the peak of Kunyun Cultivation Realm for thousands of years.

Even Xu Xuan, who has the strongest physical defense, is unwilling to take on such a terrible attack.

"it's useless."

A cold voice of Qingyue sounded.

I saw the figure with a perfect body, and a murderous intent that condensed to the extreme rushed into his body the moment Nie Han took action.

Poof!

It slashed into the void, and the annihilation sword arc, which looked like a black crack, collapsed directly before it even approached the King of Wushuang Palace.

Nie Han groaned softly, even with the pull of the sword intent, he tried his best to use the Scorpio magic sword to move forward, but he still couldn't escape. He flew out with a "bang".

While flying, Nie Han's shoulders were close to his throat, leaving a blood mark.

"How is it possible... His attack is always half a beat faster than me, and he is always interrupted by him and attacking the body at the moment of his attack."

Nie Han gasped, gritted his teeth slightly, and felt a little aggrieved.

As a sword cultivator, a genius sword cultivator, with the Scorpio magic sword, his attack speed is so restrained by a person of unknown origin.

Wherever he stood, the invisible and intangible murderous intent wandered around him, making him feel cold.

Seeing this, Chu Dong frowned slightly and fell into thought.

Suddenly, the King of Wushuang Palace moved and pointed at Nie Han.

Huswish!

The overwhelming murderous aura rushed to Nie Han like a hand of death.

This time it was the King of Wushuang Palace, and he took the initiative to attack for the first time.

Nie Han felt the fatal crisis, and the Scorpio Demon Sword buzzed and trembled slightly. He closed his eyes and his heart left with the sword's will.

With a "clang" sound, a crack appeared in the dark area around him.

Twist ~

Nie Han groaned and retreated for three consecutive steps. The Scorpio Demon Sword lingered in a layer of black thunder traces, which happened to be on the throat, splashing a spark of Mars.

With a slight difference, Nie Han almost saved his life. It was not only the guidance of his own sword intent, but also the automatic protection of the lost treasure Scorpio magic sword in the moment of crisis.

Being able to do such incredible actions in the moment when lightning is shining and life is hanging in a thread is already beyond the limit of the reaction of Chief Nie Han.

"You have very enviable weapons and incredible potential. You can rise up in just one or two decades and become the number one person in Kunyun. It is indeed worthy of your reputation."

The King of Wushuang Palace exclaimed a sigh of praise for the first time.

Nie Han's face turned pale, his breathing was tight, his eyes were still closed, he did not open, and he even had his spiritual consciousness. There was only a sword intent around him. The dark and dull area produced a strange twist and became uncertain.

In the repeated setbacks, Nie Han did not give in and faced difficulties. With the slightest progress, he made small progress again and again under the silence of being suppressed.

"Nie Han is worthy of being Nie Han!"

Xu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and he opened his mind to pay attention to the battle situation here. Dongfang Ba could not pose a substantial threat to him, but was very difficult to deal with.

Chu Dong was still in the rear and dominated the situation. He did not let other top players of the Zhang Tian League assist Nie Han.

Because at this moment, everyone had no way to restrain the King of Wushuang Palace, only Nie Han had some experience and could barely face it. If someone could easily send aid and didn't know who saved whom, the situation might be worse.

Everyone had a tacit understanding and did not interfere in the battle between the two.

"It is rumored that in the most prosperous "central region" in the vast Sanyang Realm, there is a distant and ancient inheritance sect called "Dangkong Palace", which ranks one of the four major demon sect inheritances of the Sanyang Realm."

Chu Dong suddenly spoke in a strange tone, as if he was just explaining an irrelevant fact.

As soon as this said, the King of Wushuang Palace suddenly became a little unnatural.

Seeing his reaction, Chu Dong couldn't help but smile: "The lineage of the Ankong Palace has been hidden in most periods. However, this sect has a peerless martial art called "Ankong Ming Demonic Art", which once trembled the Three Yang Realms and even became famous in the Little Fish Realm. This skill is characterized by attacking invisible and shadow, integrating the demonic art into the murderous intent and Kongming Tianxu, and surpassing the sensory level of living beings. If you practice to the extreme, you will become Ming Kong, invisible and intangible, and from then on, the vast world will be astonished and arrogant as I will look down on you..."

Before Chu Dong could finish speaking, a terrifying light burst out from the eyes of the King of Wushuang Palace, like a night.

It seems that it is just because Chu Dong sees out his identity.

Xu Xuan and others were slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, the Wushuang Palace King had such a background, at least the martial arts he practiced were like this.

Swish!

Suddenly, a beautiful figure of water blue shot out from Xuewei. It was a clone with the same shape as hers, and the whole body was composed of light blue water light.

This is Xue Wei's "water soul clone". Under the power of the Mermaid's Tears Treasure, the strength of the water soul clone is almost no weaker than that of the ordinary early stage of Yuan Dan.

Moreover, this clone has a spiritual and spiritual spirit, protecting Chu Dong and smiling.

This surprised many strong people on the field, and some senior executives of the Dongfang family immediately changed their color.

It seems that Xue Wei's power is not as simple as it seems.

While binding the Eastern Army with one hand, she was able to condense a powerful water soul clone.

Whoosh!

Just when the King of Wushuang Palace was distracted, Nie Han made a quick move, and a black ray of training was like a ray that penetrated the space, condensed the ripples of destruction like a substance. Wherever he passed, the sky was dark.

The King of Wushuang Palace sneered and slashed out with his palm. The invisible and intangible murderous intent came in an instant. The coldness penetrated into the bone marrow, causing Nie Han's body to shake, and the attack was interrupted again. The sword energy, which was shaped like a death ray, broke in an instant.

But this time, Nie Han turned sideways and the clothes on his shoulders were scratched, revealing a blood mark, which obviously made progress!

Immediately, a stronger fighting spirit condensed in his eyes, and two terrifying lights lit up in his pupils. He took a deep breath: "Don't interfere..."

Such will and fighting spirit made everyone on the field frightened.

Xu Xuan sighed in his heart. It was not a chance to intervene. He murmured: "The King of Wushuang Palace is an opportunity for the Dongfang family to turn the tables. Nie Han, you must hold on!"

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