My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 209

Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly. Although she didn't know why the death of the eighth-generation leader of the Demon Sect would touch the ghost swordsman on the opposite side, she knew that this was an excellent opportunity.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, the black mist made a sudden movement and rushed forward.

quick!

too fast!

Zhao Qingmei stepped forward, like a dexterous wind, from the black mist, you could feel the chilling cold light.

"Hey!" "Hey!"

At the moment when the blade was drawn, An Jing felt extremely cold in his heart, and then he only felt that the hairs on his body stood up.

The Zhenxie Sword in his hand subconsciously lifted up and caught the two breathtaking blade lights.

"Clang!"

The huge energy came from it, and his arm was sore and numb. Fortunately, his body had a tendency to be tempered toward the jade bones, otherwise this blow would be enough to shock him, but even so, his footsteps retreated. After three or four steps, it stopped.

"What a powerful ghost swordsman!"

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei suddenly secretly thought in her heart, knowing that her move just now was caused by his absent-mindedness, but he was unable to kill him, so he had to say that he responded quickly.

"Not a half-step master?"

Luo Chongyang frowned when he saw this, this demon sect leader is not a half-step master as he said, but has the strength of a peak master, and he has also practiced this "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome", the strength may not be comparable to That ghost swordsman is low.

"really!"

Feng Lingyue, who was watching the battle in the distance, groaned in her heart, "This demon sect leader really isn't easy."

From the time when the Demon Sect leader said that he would challenge the ghost swordsman, Feng Lingyue felt a little strange, the half-step master challenged the ghost swordsman who beheaded the two-qi master. Could this be sending death?

"Ancestor, what should I do now?" Dai Danshu asked.

"Look at the situation again, it's not in a hurry anyway."

Feng Lingyue chuckled lightly and said, "No matter what, the Demon Sect will definitely be hit hard today, and it is even more impossible to enter Dayan. My Five Poison Sect has been stable for a hundred years."

Regardless of whether the Demon Sect wins or loses today, his five poisonous sects are all winners.

The other masters also saw the strength of the Demon Sect leader, and all of them frowned, and their hearts were quite shaken.

"Tick!"

The bright red dripped down the tiger's mouth to the ground, dyeing the ground red.

An Jing stood there blankly, without speaking or moving.

For some reason, Zhao Qingmei's frown became even tighter, the pair of mandarin ducks in her hand trembled, and from the blood, she felt a chill.

An Jing chuckled lightly, and suddenly recalled a lot.

In fact, whether you love someone or not, from the moment she leaves you, your heart will give you the answer.

That kind of tenderness is suffocating and disappointing.

"Then, let's see the real chapter."

An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei in the distance without any expression in his eyes.

The corner of Zhao Qingmei's mouth evoked a sneer, and said, "As you wish."

The cold air fills the world, and the Evil Suppressing Sword is like a pillar of the sky, standing between the sky and the ground, exuding amazing fluctuations. In this world, all the masters are staring at the man standing beside the Evil Suppressing Sword. figure.

This arrogance makes everyone feel terrified.

An Jing's figure suddenly swept out violently, and the Zhenxie Sword in his hand carried a wave of terrifying and terrifying sword energy.

Swish!

Thousands of sword beams swept away directly towards the black fog storm.

Zhao Qingmei looked at the terrifying An Jing without any disturbance, her fingers volleyed a little.

Immediately, there was a riot of infuriating energy between the heaven and the earth, and a rainbow of infuriating light of about several meters suddenly burst out from his fingertips.

"boom!"

An Jing looked at the rainbow of infuriating energy, but there was no sign of avoiding it at all. He held the evil-suppressing sword with one hand, wrapped in the sword energy, and swept towards Zhao Qingmei with one sword.

Boom!

It seems that there is a low, scalp-numbing voice spreading in the sky. Above the evil-suppressing sword, there is a monstrous sword energy surging. It was directly chopped into pieces.

Countless people were shocked, the ghost swordsman at this time was too fierce.

Swish!

And in that spot of light in the sky, An Jing's figure shot out like electricity, and in the next instant, he appeared above the black mist, and immediately the evil-suppressing sword shot and swept across.

Zhao Qingmei's beautiful eyes swept across the cold light, and her five fingers suddenly clenched the mandarin duck knife, and slashed directly with the knife.

The blade light is filled with black brilliance, which is as fast as training.

The sword collided, and the terrifying sound suddenly resounded, and then a metal storm was set off.

The ripples visible to the naked eye rippled, and the ground under Zhao Qingmei's feet cracked inch by inch, and then the shattering spread out like a wave, spreading to the surroundings.

Seeing this, everyone present hurriedly retreated, for fear of being affected by that powerful shock.

so horrible!

These two are clearly masters of one gas, but the ferocity and intensity of the duel are more than Puwen King Kong and Duanmu Xinghua.

Just watching the battle from a distance makes people feel cold inside.

There was no expression on An Jing's face, and the evil-suppressing sword in his hand was surging wildly, tearing apart towards the front.

The black mist surged, directly dissipating all Zhao Qingmei's sword energy.

Zhao Qingmei's eyes twitched slightly, feeling the edge of the mad rush. This is the first time she has encountered a swordsman in such a realm so far.

Once contacted, her heart was surging frantically, and then she quickly ran the "Jiuyou Purgatory Magic Book" to suppress this strength.

"What a domineering evil-suppressing sword! What a powerful swordsmanship!"

Zhao Qingmei's beautiful eyes narrowed into a gap. She still remembered that the last time he fought Ghost Swordsman at Willow Mountain Villa, his strength was not that strong yet.

No matter how powerful this ghost swordsman is today! ?

Zhao Qingmei's face gradually became cold, and killing intent swept in her heart.

All-round lotus!

At the same time, a huge black golden lotus appeared under his feet, and the aura of the black golden lotus was extremely terrifying, frantically plundering all the qi around.

In an instant, everyone stopped and looked over here.

The black golden lotus shone in the air, forming a strange vortex with the black mist as the center.

The Evil Suppressing Sword floated away in An Jing's hand, and the rolling edge did not hold back at all.

Heaven's Will Four Elephants Sword Art! No wind left!

Feng Xiang's sword moves were fast, so An Jing couldn't give the Demon Sect leader time to use his martial arts moves.

"Hey!"

Feng Han rushed forward, as if he was going to cut off the black golden lotus.

The two mandarin duck knives in Zhao Qingmei's hands were combined into one and pushed forward.

The knife energy of the two knives also turned into a black wave and rushed away.

The Fifth Realm Sword Stance!

Compared with the top swordsmen in the world, Zhao Qingmei's swordsmanship is still far behind, but it is much stronger than the average swordsman.

After the combination of two mandarin ducks and two swords, the sword energy should not be underestimated.

"boom-!"

The moment the sword qi and the sword qi collided, it turned into a rolling wave of air waves that swayed wildly around.

"You can't live."

An Jing's body jumped up and down, his footsteps were as fast as lightning, and he flew straight and stepped on the wave of infuriating energy to kill the black mist.

Zhao Qingmei seemed to have expected it for a long time, and the infuriating energy in her body came surging.

Then a huge energy surged out from behind her, and the unstoppable power fell, and the sky above her seemed to have turned into darkness.

The black mist shrouded in the air, and the spirit was full of worship, with Zhao Qingmei as the center.

The world trembled.

Everyone's heart is pumping, something terrible is about to happen.

I saw that she slammed the mandarin ducks with both knives and slapped the palm of An Jing who came quickly. This palm didn't seem fancy, it was just an ordinary palm.

An Jing's eyes were as cold as water, but the **** in his hands was aggression.

Jiuyang Divine Finger! Point to the universe!

The intersection of the finger light and the palm print is completely a match between the two of them.

Boom!

At the moment of the collision, there was a sound of thunder resounding between heaven and earth.

Whoa! Whoa!

At the place where everyone's eyes converged, Zhao Qingmei's palm print appeared one after another cracks, and finally exploded with a bang, and quickly floated towards the rear.

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei's body floated away rapidly, and the black mist seemed to collapse between the surging waves, and the heaviest smashed on the Dongluo Tower.

"boom!"

Immediately, the East Rota also collapsed, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky.

An Jing also trembled in his internal organs, and a large amount of demonic energy poured into his body in an instant, and then was absorbed and refined by the transparent true energy in his body.

"As expected of the "Unnamed Heart Sutra", it can even absorb the magical energy of the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Book"."

An Jing took a deep breath and continued to chase and kill the demon sect leader.

"Master!"

Duanmu Xinghua was shocked when she saw this, and wanted to catch up and stop the ghost swordsman.

"Master Duanmu!"

Puwen King Kong stretched out his hand, directly blocking Duanmu Xinghua's footsteps.

The rest of the many masters of the magic sect were also in chaos, but they were all held back, and it was impossible to help Zhao Qingmei.

"What a powerful master of one air!"

Seeing this, Luo Chongyang couldn't help but be amazed.

Both of them are the cultivation bases of one-qi masters, but their strength is comparable to that of ordinary two-qi masters, and it seems that they both have peerless martial arts and ice blades, and it is really amazing to fight against each other.

"These two are really amazing."

"The leader of the Demon Sect seems to be at a disadvantage. This ghost swordsman deserves to be a master who can kill two masters."

"Too strong, these two clearly don't seem to be the strength that a Grandmaster Yiqi should have."

Some grandmasters who were swept away from the corner of their eyes or watched the battle from a distance, felt a chill in their hearts.

Obviously, they were shocked by the strength of both of them.

The smoke and dust were everywhere, and the surroundings were misty, obscuring everyone's sight.

The two went from outside the gate to the inside of the gate.

Outside the gate, the fighting resumed, and the infuriating agitation caused waves of waves.

An Jing looked at the black fog in front of him indifferently, and threw the evil-suppressing sword in his hand towards the front.

Whoa!

Zhenxie Sword made a vibrato, and the sword energy went to both sides like flowing water, and then turned into a light that separated the world and went forward.

Swordsmanship!

The sword energy is mighty, with the speed of running thunder, piercing the air in front.

Um! ?

Zhao Qingmei was shocked when she saw this scene. Her demonic energy was clearly poured into the ghost swordsman's body.

Although she was very surprised, her speed was not slow, and the black golden lotus quickly gathered up, forming a petal barrier.

tom!

Zhenxie Sword pierced through the air and headed forward, the tip of the sword pierced directly on the black golden lotus petal.

Immediately, the two forces formed a stalemate, An Jing raised his brows, and his true energy was instilled again.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

I saw that An Jing received the evil-suppressing sword instilled by An Jing, and suddenly made a trembling sound, and the black golden lotus petals pointed by the sword tip appeared one after another cracks, and then suddenly burst open with a 'bang'.

Zhenxie Sword continued to stab forward, rushing into the black mist.

This time, the Zhenxie Sword pierced the black fog, but was blocked by two blade lights in the end.

Under the dark fog, the figure appeared.

Dressed in red like a fire, his face is elegant and vulgar, and he has an air of lightness.

Like a crescent moon that makes a halo, like flowers and trees pile up snow, nothing can be squared.

An Jing was stunned, and he didn't even notice that the two blade Qi had penetrated his arm.

The stunning face in front of him made him feel lost.

Yesterday's snow, today's morning sun, I see the green mountains and green waters, and the sights are all stunning, but the beauty is not as beautiful as the style in front of me.

"Your sword is slow."

Zhao Qingmei swung both knives, Feng eyebrows slightly raised.

The two blade lights just now could definitely be blocked according to the ghost swordsman's strength, but he stood there and didn't move. Zhao Qingmei didn't understand what happened. UU reading www.uukanshu.com always felt that there was something strange. .

And then, the action of the ghost swordsman on the opposite side made her even more puzzled.

I saw the ghost swordsman stretched out his palm and lifted his mask, revealing the face that people miss day and night.

"clang!"

With a 'coax' in Zhao Qingmei's mind, it went blank, and the mandarin duck knife in her hand fell to the ground.

The world seemed to be quiet at this moment.

The wind came out slowly, dazzling the blue silk.

The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and the fireworks in the world are not as good as the right breeze and meeting at this moment.

An Jing walked a few steps forward slowly, gently caressing the beautiful cheek with his palm, and chuckled.

"Ma'am, it's a little late."

Chapter end