V6.Chapter 247

Sword Demon felt the power of the Strike of Destiny the most, after all Jie used the Strike of Destiny to deal with him. Other fighters felt that he could not resist Jie's fateful blow, and might even die under it, but he confidently followed Jie's words, and what he said was even more rampant than Jie's.

Jie consumes a full thousand years of life, and there are three blood streaks, which can be described as a trick that hurts the enemy before hurting himself. If the Sword Demon could not be defeated, Jie would definitely not be able to accept it. It would be fine if the Sword Demon could not be killed. As long as the Sword Demon was seriously injured, it would be impossible for the Sword Demon to leave alive.

"The Great Demon Qinglian Sword!"

A pair of cold eyes stared at Jie of the Celestial Race. After breaking through to the late stage of Tianjun Realm, Jie's strength is not a little bit stronger than before. Now that Jie is performing another Strike of Destiny, the Sword Demon doesn't care whether he wants to or not. Jie wanted his life, and the killing intent in his heart also skyrocketed.

Up to now, it was the first time that Sword Demon drew his sword, and he was still using his Human King Sword. Some warriors have already seen the holy sword weapon, and they certainly don't think how powerful the Human King Sword is. However, after the Human King Sword was unsheathed, the sword demon's aura became extremely fierce. People and swords are one, people are swords, swords are people, regardless of each other.

When he was in the ancient emperor's palace, he was able to use the Great Demon Qinglian Sword, and it must be even more powerful to use it now. The Great Demon Qinglian Sword was created by the Demon Emperor, even if it is only a simplified version, it still possesses extremely terrifying power. His self-created swordsmanship is bound to be unable to stop the desperate means of the Celestial Human Race. Fortunately, he has received the inheritance from the Demon Emperor.

One person and one sword, as if turning into a green lotus, standing in the void. The true energy is vertical and horizontal, the source is rolling, the way is intertwined, the wind is surging, and the world is in turmoil. The big demon Qinglian sword did not burst out with the power to destroy the world, and it gave other warriors the feeling that it was not comparable to the blow of destiny.

"Hey, we can't blame him. If we want to blame, we can only blame his inheritance. How can the Celestial Clan's death-defying ultimate move be blocked by the sword technique he is using now?"

"His combat power is rarely comparable to warriors of the same realm, but the skills and martial arts he cultivated are definitely not comparable to the young geniuses of the Celestial Race."

The battle for the list of generals in the chaotic ancient domain is after all a matter of the ancient emperor's palace, the death building and the Taiyin hall, and the disciples of other emperor rank forces will not pay attention at all. They have never seen the Sword Demon before, and the Demon Emperor's skills have not been seen for a long, long time, so it is normal not to know the origin of the Sword Demon.

Only Jie can feel the horror of the big demon Qinglian sword, because the power of the big demon Qinglian sword is not revealed, but hidden. Once the power of the big demon Qinglian Sword erupts, it will be absolutely earth-shattering, like a volcano that has been silent for a long time, it can sink one piece of land after another in an instant.

However, Jie still felt that the Strike of Destiny was better, after all, the Strike of Destiny was a well-known fatal move of the Celestial Clan. The swordsmanship used by the sword demon only consumes true energy, origin and principles, and he also consumes life span and blood energy. What's more, the current him is a small realm higher than Sword Demon.

"Boom"

The Strike of Destiny and the big demon Qinglian sword collided fiercely, and a deafening sound erupted. The dazzling light shone in all directions, and even a warrior at the peak of the Heavenly Monarch Realm still couldn't see the situation of Sword Demon and Jie clearly. Some Tianjun were caught off guard by the aftermath and even coughed up blood.

The heavenly kings were rejoicing, if they hadn't retreated far enough, they might have suffered heavy losses. Even Tianjun can't resist the power of the aftermath, and they must be even more unable to resist. Fortunately, they had the foresight, or they were cautious enough to avoid disaster.

Qinglian charged wildly, with thousands of sword qi, spinning violently, tearing at the blow of destiny. The four Dao principles of the Sword Demon, like a heavenly sword, nailed all the Dao principles of Jie into the void. Even though Jie mastered one more rule than Sword Demon, it still didn't have any effect.

The earth split open, pieces of land were blown away, boulders rolled and turned into dust. The blood energy all over the sky condensed into phantoms of all kinds of ferocious beasts, roaring ferociously and ferociously. It's a pity that wherever the sword light passed, the phantoms of fierce beasts disappeared in smoke. After all, the power of the Strike of Destiny is not comparable to that of the Great Demon Qinglian Sword.

"Wow……"

Jie couldn't help covering his chest, opened his mouth, and spewed out a big mouthful of reverse blood. His face was full of disbelief. After consuming a thousand years of life and three streaks of blood, he not only failed to kill the Sword Demon, but also lost to the Sword Demon. If it wasn't for the severe pain in his body reminding him all the time, then he must have felt that he was dreaming.

"Impossible, how could you lose with a Strike of Destiny?"

Ming stared at the sword demon in disbelief, as if he wanted to find something on the sword demon. It would be completely understandable if the sword demon used the life-saving hole card given to him by the strong to block Jie's destiny strike. If the sword demon relied on his own ability to not only defeat the destiny strike, but also injure Jie, Ming couldn't understand it at all.

"A thousand-year lifespan, a whole thousand-year lifespan..."

Jie with disheveled hair, seemed to be insane, muttering to himself. In fact, if he was willing to spend two thousand years of life, he might be able to break the big demon Qinglian sword, and even hurt the sword demon. If he was willing to spend three thousand years of life, he might be able to kill the sword demon.

The other warriors were even more shocked, because the big demon Qinglian sword gave them the feeling that it was not strong at all. As a result, the big demon Qinglian sword could not only withstand the blow of destiny, but also hurt the calamity of the heavenly and human race. Each of them became curious about the identity of the sword demon. Which emperor-rank force's disciple is it?

Only the Sword Demon remained calm, and Jie's absence, for him, was an opportunity, a chance to kill Jie. Now there is no need to use any powerful swordsmanship at all, just the simplest, straight stabs can kill Jie, because the speed of the sword demon's sword is extremely fast.

Before Jie could react, a sword was stuck in his chest, and it was too late for Meditation to save Jie. The sword demon's attack would definitely kill him with a single blow. If Jie wakes up, it's uncertain what methods Jie can use. The Sword Demon knows that his time is very short, and the chance to kill Jie is fleeting, so he must seize it.

"How dare you...kill me?"

The Human King Sword had pierced through Jie's heart, even if Jie took the healing elixir now, it still had no effect at all. Jie never thought that the Sword Demon would kill him in public. Because the celestial-human race is sparsely populated, the sword demon killing him is tantamount to making an enemy of the celestial-human race. How can such a small Tianjun be so bold?

"From the moment you wanted to kill me, your end was doomed!"

The sword demon slowly pulled out the Renwang sword, and then put it into the scabbard, the battle with Jie was over. Just to decide the outcome, Jie may go back on his word and continue to attack the Sword Demon, but now that life and death have been divided, Jie has no strength to attack the Sword Demon again.

"It's amazing, if we can have his strength, how dare other Asuras look down on us?"

"He's fine, which means we're fine. Although he doesn't like him, he can at least save our lives."

"Don't be too optimistic, he is so powerful, can we really escape from him?"

"What can't escape, he is powerful, but if he meets the many peak kings of our Asura tribe, wouldn't he be vulnerable?"

The three Asura middle-stage heavenly kings and one Asura late-stage heavenly king had mixed joys and sorrows. They were happy that the sword demon was fine, but they were worried about their future situation. Fortunately, the warriors of the various tribes of Asura, like the warriors from the outside world, will be dragged to the battlefield of Asura.

"Do you still dare to say that the genius of our human race is not as good as that of your other races? Do you want to go up and compete with him?"

Immediately, the human warriors froze, as if it wasn't the sword demon who killed Jie, but them. Fortunately, the warriors of other races didn't bother with them, they just wrote down the name and appearance of the sword demon. For such a powerful young warrior, the peerless geniuses of their own forces will definitely be interested.

At this moment, the Asura Ranking slowly spread out, and the names of the Sword Demon soared all the way from the bottom. In just a moment of effort, they reached the top 100, then they reached the top 50, and then they reached the top 20. Jie is the stepping stone of the Sword Demon, making the Sword Demon famous in one battle.

"I……"

Jie's eyes stared fiercely at the Asura List, and in the end, after only uttering a single word, he completely lost consciousness. He was angry, he was unwilling, but unfortunately it didn't work at all. Sword Demon is in the top 20 of the Shura rankings, but Jie's ranking is behind Sword Demon, and there is no comparison with Sword Demon at all.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill my warrior from the Celestial Race?"

The sword demon originally thought that after Jie's death, Ming would run for his life in a panic, but unexpectedly, not only did Ming not escape, but he even dared to speak to him. Being able to kill Jie Yijian was also beyond the Sword Demon's expectations. He thought that Jie would have some life-saving trump card to save his life at a critical moment.

"What consequences can there be?" Sword Demon curled his lips indifferently, and continued, "It's nothing more than offending your Celestial Clan. In the future, your Celestial Clan will send strong men to kill me. If I'm not strong enough, I will die in the In the hands of you Celestial Race powerhouses."

Ming stared blankly, although what the sword demon said was different from the truth, but the meaning was similar. Jie died in the hands of the Sword Demon, and the Celestial Human Race would definitely not let the Sword Demon go. After all, the Celestial Human Race is not like the Human Race, with an incalculably large population. Every death of the Celestial Human Race will result in one less, not to mention Jie's talent is not bad.

"I'm ready, but I don't know if your Celestials are ready?"

"What preparations do our Celestials need to make?"

The sword demon's question made Ming feel inexplicable, but Ming still asked honestly. For some reason, Ming felt that the sword demon had a detached bearing, and if someone else said the same thing as the sword demon, he would definitely not respond.

"If your Celestial Race insists on being my enemy, then be prepared to exterminate the clan. This suzerain will do what it says!"

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