God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 903 Come!Hurt each other!

"Dig out the bones of the Holy Demon Ancestor and get out of here."

Ye Xuan gave the final order, and Ye Xiao's dark guard was about to dig up the bones of the Holy Demon Ancestor.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the entrance of the tiankeng.

Bang!
Two night owl dark guards fell in humming.

Immediately afterwards, a group of sky demons broke into the underground space, and the leader was a sky demon king.

This Heavenly Demon King is the uncle of Kuilong, the prince of the Ancient Heavenly Demon Kingdom, Yan Demon Demon King.

Holding a horcrux in his hand, Yan Mo Yaowang laughed wildly: "Thank you for pulling out that damn sword, the body of our holy demon ancestor can finally see the light of day again."

Seeing a sky demon barging in, everyone was startled.

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately thought of something, he asked: "So, you dug up the burial ground long ago, and then deliberately asked us to come in and pull out the broken sword?"

"Of course, otherwise, do you think that my Heavenly Monster Clan can't dig the burial ground in a month?" Yan Mo Yaowang laughed with his head raised.

Ye Xuan felt something was wrong from the very beginning.

Although the bones of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor were buried thousands of feet deep, for the strong above the Martial Saint Realm, they can be pierced through with just a few punches. There is no reason why the Holy Demon cannot be dug out in a month. The corpse of the demon ancestor.

Thinking about it now, there is only one reason why the Heavenly Demon Clan did not take away the bones of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor, that is, the sword intent in the Broken Sword is too powerful, even a Sky Demon King can't do anything with the Broken Sword.

However, there was one thing Ye Xuan didn't figure out.

"It's just a corpse that died in ancient times. Even if it is dug up, what's the use?"

"Well. Why don't you ask an old friend to tell you." Yan Mo Yaowang said, throwing the Horcrux in his hand into the air.

The black horcrux hovered in the air, and a divine soul floated out of it.

The spirit appeared, but I couldn't see the appearance clearly, only the spirit of a sky demon, emitting layers of strong void fluctuations.

With naked eyes alone, Ye Xuan couldn't recognize who this sky demon soul was, but the aura emanating from him was indeed somewhat familiar.

Shenhun said in a low and hoarse voice: "Ants, we meet again."

The moment Ye Xuan heard this voice, he immediately recognized it: "Lord of Kunxutian! I clearly cut off your spirit and soul, why are you still alive?"

The demon king Yan Mo laughed and said: "Wrong, to be precise, he is the ninth demon king."

Ye Xuan frowned, and said in surprise: "Isn't that the sky demon from ancient times?"

The Heavenly Demon Spirit laughed wildly: "That's right, this seat is the Ninth Demon King."

"So that's how it is. You passed on the magic skill of the ninth demon king who defeated the holy little demon king, and then took his body."

Ye Xuan thought for a while, and immediately connected all the things together.

The first time I met the Lord of Kunxutian, I heard him say that he missed the Void Spirit Blade 7000 years ago.

At that time, I didn't know how the Lord of Kunxutian survived for 7000 years, but now I finally understand.

"It's just that I still don't understand one thing. I have already cut off your soul. Where did you come from?"

The Ninth Demon King said in a hoarse and deep voice: "What kind of existence is this seat? Do you think that the body of a low-level sky demon can accommodate the soul of this seat? What you killed was just a sub-soul. , and it is the weakest soul fragment."

"Then what about this one now? How weak is it?" Ye Xuan shot a dangerous look in his eyes.

The Ninth Demon King said proudly: "When I get the body of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor, you will know how terrifying I am."

Ye Xuan flipped his right hand, pulled out the Kunpeng sword from the void, and hummed: "You have to get it."

Li Yan, Tantai Qing and the others also immediately drew their weapons, ready to strike.

Ye Xuan glanced at the group of sky demons. The strongest one is Yan Mo Yaowang. The strength of the spirit of the ninth demon king is not clear yet, but before he gets the body of the holy demon ancestor, he should not be too strong.

According to the strength of this group of sky monsters, Ye Xuan is confident to stop them all.

Yan Mo Demon King had a face full of confidence, and said arrogantly: "Although this Demon King is sure to kill you with one blow, there is no need to waste time with you. After all, you have come to more than a dozen holy places and sects. Let us Play slowly."

Ye Xuan frowned, not knowing what he was planning.

A grim smile slowly appeared on Yan Mo Yaowang's face, and he said coldly: "Send the body of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor here, otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

Yan Mo Yao Wang raised his hand and waved his hand, condensing a picture in mid-air.

The more than 1000 slaves who had just been rescued appeared in the picture. Above the more than 1000 hard-working people, there was a sky demon carrying a huge rock like a hill, ready to smash it down at any time.

The Demon King Yan Mo laughed wildly and said, "How many people will die if this boulder falls down?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were fixed, and he threatened the lives of the people of the human race again.

Yan Mo Yao Wang laughed more and more complacently. When he decided to make a move, he read all the information about Ye Xuan, Longyuan Army, and Qin Tai'a.

From this information, he learned that Ye Xuan and the little demon king Fayi had competed in the Longhua Palace of the Human Emperor. At that time, the little demon king Fayi was almost killed. Saved the life of the little demon king Fayi.

It doesn't matter if the means are simple, as long as it works.

So Yan Mo Yaowang directly imitated this method, and played it handily.

The demon king Yan Mo smiled more and more complacently: "I heard that the human race pays attention to martial arts, and the state of mind is very important. It is rumored that there is a strong human race who is about to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, but because he accidentally killed his lover, his mood collapsed, and he regretted his whole life. In the end, martial arts stopped. Before. Do you want to try it?"

Ye Xuan's expression was ugly. Although he was not related to these 1000 slaves, he still hesitated when his decision would deprive them of their lives.

However, after being threatened by the demon king, Ye Xuan also learned a little bit.

That is, never talk about credibility with the Sky Monster Clan.

When Qin Tai'a imprisoned the little demon king Fayi, he said that if the little demon king Fayi fled back to the ancient kingdom of the sky demon, then the demon king Fatian would be very happy to kill the team of human people to celebrate.

So now Ye Xuan held the sword against the body of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor, and said with a smile: "Then you say that if I stab with the sword, how many intact parts of this body will remain?"

"You!" The spirit of the Ninth Demon King and Yan Mo Demon King showed anger at the same time.

Ye Xuan continued to smile and said: "Threatening this kind of thing, it's almost enough to do it once, and it's boring to play it again and again."

Yan Mo Yaowang snorted coldly: "Are you not afraid that I will order those thousand lowly ants to be smashed into meat?"

"Come on! Hurt each other. Let's see who is more uncomfortable." Ye Xuan pierced the black crystal with the Kunpeng sword, ready to dismantle the body of the holy demon ancestor at any time.

(End of this chapter)