clang!

Luowufu no longer remembers how many times he had hit the other party violently.

The person in front of him was the only strong man he saw in his life!

Moreover, the other party's method of playing with swords is countless times better than his.

Holding a weapon that was far inferior to the broken knife in his hand, he fought with him for more than ten days, and the weapon remained intact!

But Luo Wufu had no intention of giving up. His fighting spirit was still extremely strong. In his eyes, this person was the only one who could complete the task if he killed him.

The Demon Lord's face was also extremely serious.

He was not arrogant, and he was not so arrogant that he thought he was the number one master in the fairy world. But speaking of it, looking at the entire fairy world, there were really not many opponents who could fight him for so long. I didn’t expect that the old monk of the Luo family, who was not so arrogant and had never even heard of his name, could fight him for so long!

Generally speaking, the battle between monks usually ends very quickly. It may be a stick of incense or a cup of tea. Even if it is long... it usually does not last more than an hour. Like this time, it is really rare when the battle lasts for more than ten days.

Even if the old monk in front of him relies on the advantage of the cut-off sword in his hand, even without the cut-off sword, he would definitely be a strong enemy.

"You are a respectable opponent." The old monk suddenly said something as he fought. And this was the first thing he said after fighting with the Demon Lord for more than ten days.

The Demon Lord was stunned at first, then said, "So too."

"If... without this knife, I think I am not your opponent, and the battle might have ended long ago." said the old monk.

"It's meaningless to say this, weapons are also a kind of strength." said the Demon Lord.

"Yes." The old monk sighed: "If possible, I don't want to kill you."

"Kill me?" The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows and felt a little funny: "We have been fighting for more than ten days. Do you think you can really kill me?"

"Yes!" The old monk nodded with affirmation: "I still have a trick that I haven't released... However, this trick does not belong to me, but to this knife, so I don't want to use it."

"Martial pussy..." Luowucheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, said lightly: "You are talking too much."

"Oh..." Luowufu sighed softly, then said softly: "I'm sorry."

As he spoke, the cut-off knife in his hand suddenly burst out with a brilliant light, which blew up and emitted a shocking murderous intent.

This time it was so sudden that all the people watching around were frightened and retreated, retreating to a more distant place, and then looked at Luowufu in horror.

The black clothes made of special materials on the Demon Lord were instantly shot out dozens of holes by this murderous aura, and blood flowed out of the hole, instantly dyeing a large area of ​​clothes wet!

Xiaodie in the distance immediately exclaimed: "Husband!"

The Demon Lord's figure shook slightly and said in surprise: "What a serious murderous intent!"

"Slay!" At this moment, Luo Wufu's aura completely changed, like a god who was high above, holding the broken knife in his hand and slashing hard at the Demon Lord.

Clash the mountains with force!

Without any fancy moves, there is only such a simple blow.

But the Demon Lord's face changed drastically, because at this moment, he felt a strong breath of death, which instantly enveloped him.

"No!" Xiaodie in the distance immediately wanted to rush over, but was pulled tightly by two female cultivators of the Dan Sect.

A crunchy sound suddenly sounded in the Demon Lord's body, and the sound of bone cracking was actually pressed by the murderous aura of this cut-off knife, so the bones were shattered!

"No!" Xiaodie burst into tears.

boom!

A more dull sound broke out in the sky above my head, and a knife... turned into a long rainbow and flew directly.

Buzz!

The cut-off knife in Luowufu's hand suddenly burst out with a strong buzzing sound, and then he whizzed... he actually broke free from Luowufu's hand and flew directly to the sky. During this process, the handle of the knife cast by Luowufu fell off directly.

The Demon Lord felt the aura of death that was shrouded in him disappear in an instant, and the pressure in his body disappeared suddenly. Without any hesitation, he stabbed Luo Wufu in the chest.

Luo Wufu was completely blinded to the Demon Lord's sword... and seemed to have no hearing the reminder of the people in the family in the distance. He let the Demon Lord's sword stab into his chest. He just stared foolishly at the sky. The broken sword that originally belonged to him collided directly with the knife that flew from somewhere.

Without the scene of Mars splashing everywhere, the two sides merged directly.

Luo Wufu suddenly seemed to understand something, and an endless sense burst out in his eyes and murmured: "So that's it..."

puff!

The tip of the knife in the Demon Lord's hand stabbed Luowu's chest.

The severe pain made Luo Wufu seem to wake up a little. He looked down at the knife that was parked in his chest, then looked up at the Demon Lord: "Why... don't you kill me?"

The Demon Lord glanced at him deeply, then looked at the knife in the sky again, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face that had been stern: "No, I just don't want to kill you!"

As the Demon Lord spoke, he waved to the knife in the sky.

A jaw-dropping scene happened. The knife that fused Luowufu's broken sword... actually flew straight towards the Demon Lord.

Then the Demon Lord grabbed it in his hand.

"What's going on?"

"What happened? That broken knife...isn't it in Luowufu's hands? Hasn't it been brewing a killer move?"

"What's the situation with that knife that flew from the sky? It swallowed the broken knife in Luowufu's hand? It was also called by the Demon Lord? Oh my God... I'm not dazzled, right?"

All of this turned too fast, and everyone around was stunned.

Except for the Demon Lord himself.

The Demon King put away his knife, then stroked the blade, and whispered: "He can't come, so I'll let you come, right?"

Buzz!

The knife in the Demon Lord's hand buzzed.

"Artificial Artifact!" Among the people watching in the distance, some people changed their faces: "This is a real top artifact! This is not a spiritual, this is a real spiritual!"

Everyone in the Luo family's faces turned extremely pale. Their only reliance was Luo Wufu and the broken knife in his hand. To be precise, it was the broken knife.

Now the broken knife is gone!

How can I fight this battle?

At this time, someone seemed to recognize it and exclaimed: "The knife in the Demon Lord's hand seems...it seems to be Chu Mo's!"

hiss!

There were countless people from all directions, and they all took a breath of cold air, all of whom were so shocked that they could not speak.

"What is the relationship between the Demon Lord and Chu Mo?" Someone couldn't help asking.

At this time, no one would believe it.

The Demon Lord glanced at the direction of the sound coming from, which was the group of neutral spectators. He said lightly: "Chu Mo, it's my apprentice."

boom!

This sentence is shocking.

Then, the Demon Lord directly passed over Luowufu who was standing in the void and rushed towards the Luo family.

There are not only monks from the Luo family, but also those who once pursued him desperately and still wanted to kill him now.

A cold light flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes: "Now, it's time for us to settle down!" ——

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