God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 905

Ye Xuan used the Void-Treading Divine Movement to the extreme, the sword intent formed in front of him rubbed against the void, and pulled out a dark purple light belt, the speed had reached the limit of the Kyushu Realm, but he still couldn't get closer to Yan Moyao Wang's distance.

The Valkyrie Domain is indeed powerful.

Ye Xuan couldn't even find the reason. It stands to reason that with the speed of Treading God's movement, it only takes one step to hit the cave wall, but now he is running so fast that it seems to be standing still.

It would not be accurate to say that he was standing still, because there were thousands of dead faces behind him, which meant that he had been running wildly.

However, Yan Mo Yaowang seemed to be retreating all the time, as fast as he was, his speed was as fast as he stopped, and he stopped immediately.

"Give up. I have studied you carefully, and I know your combat power very well, and I also know how to deal with you, and even play tricks on you, just like now." Yan Mo Yaowang showed a joking expression on his face, and the contempt in his eyes was like substance.

Ye Xuan has seen many Valkyrie domains, and he knows how powerful the Valkyrie domain is, but at the same time, he also knows that the Valkyrie domain is not so strong that he cannot resist.

So why is this layer of dead energy so powerful?

Ye Xuan thought quickly, forced himself to calm down, and suddenly asked back: "If you're really that strong, why didn't you kill me?"

The playful smile on Yan Mo Yaowang's face remained unchanged, and he replied: "Because I haven't played enough."

Ye Xuan shook his finger and said, "It's not that you haven't played enough, but that you have nothing to do with me, you can only use this method to hold me back."

A moment of astonishment flashed in Yan Mo Yaowang's eyes, but he immediately covered it up and said with a sneer, "I need to hold you back? It's ridiculous! As long as I want, I can kill you at any time."

Ye Xuan thought clearly about the other party's purpose, a bright look flashed in his eyes, and he hummed: "Of course you have to hold me back to create a chance for the spirit of the Ninth Demon King to seize the body of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor. However, you smashed."

As Ye Xuan said, he suddenly turned around and slashed out with his sword.

Benlei Sword·Slash Unbounded!

Clang!
Yan Mo Yaowang opened his eyes sharply, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

The sword light slashed down, and the sword intent that was indestructible and invincible instantly cut through the field of death energy.

Ye Xuan rushed out from the realm of death energy, just in time to see Li Yan and Tantai Qing surrounding the body of the holy demon ancestor, fighting with the sky demon.

The spirit of the Ninth Demon King transformed into a ferocious and terrifying form, and the attack was so fierce that several night owl guards were already injured.

Li Yan and Tantai Qing used all their trump cards, relying on the power of the awakened Suzaku, insisting on blocking the Ninth Demon King.

The soul of the Ninth Demon King condensed thousands of spears and went out towards Li Yan and the other two.

The spirit spear was shot out, Li Yan stretched out his left hand to grab it, tried his best to resist, but was still forced to keep retreating.

Tan Taiqing brandished the Suzaku sword and resisted with all her strength.

Even so, a flaw was torn open by the Ninth Demon King, and the soul swooped down fiercely, rushing towards the body of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor.

In this moment of crisis.

Ye Xuan rushed out of the realm of death energy, pinched the sword formula and pointed out, dozens of flying swords flew out of the void, intercepting the Ninth Demon King.

The sword intent has a very strong lethality to the soul. The Ninth Demon King did not dare to face the sword intent on the flying sword and stopped immediately.

Ding!Ding!Ding……

The flying swords were nailed to the ground like raindrops.

After such a delay, Ye Xuan flew up, kicked the body of the Holy Demon Ancestor into the air, and then stabbed upwards with a sword.

The sword light cut through the underground space, Ye Xuan grabbed the crystal coffin formed by the black crystal clusters, rushed out of the underground space, and flew into the sky.

The spirit of the Ninth Demon King roared angrily and chased him out.

Ye Xuan pointed out with his left hand, and ten flying swords flew out from the void, nailed to the crystal coffin, and hovered high in the sky while carrying the crystal coffin with the flying swords.

The Ninth Demon King snorted angrily: "Ant! I advise you to hand over the body of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor, otherwise you will regret it!"

"I just won't pay, what can you do?"

The more nervous the other party was about the body of the Holy Demon Ancestor, the more confident Ye Xuan was. As long as he held the body of the Holy Demon Ancestor in his hands, he would be confident.

The Ninth Demon King was extremely angry, and the form of his soul changed more and more horribly, but there was nothing he could do about Ye Xuan.

……

In the underground space, Li Yan, Tan Taiqing, and Ye Xiao's dark guard immediately stepped on the cave wall and rushed out of the cave opened by Ye Xuan.

Tan Yuefeng also immediately used his body skills to keep up, but just as his body skills moved, a layer of the Martial God Domain shrouded him.

Death energy rose from all around, turning into grimaces, circling and flying around him.

Tan Yuefeng showed a trace of panic, and swung his sword to slash the grimace.

His combat strength is not weak, and he used the Ben Lei swordsmanship to cut through all the ghost faces.

However, after the grimace was chopped off, it dispersed into streams of dead energy, which gathered together and condensed into Yan Demon Demon King.

"Are you afraid of death?" Yan Mo Yaowang asked with a chuckle.

Tan Yuefeng raised his sword and pointed at Yan Mo Yaowang, and snorted coldly: "Don't think that you are the only one with the Valkyrie Domain, you can't kill me!"

As he spoke, he immediately evolved the Valkyrie domain in his palm.

Although the Martial God realm he derived is weak, it does exist, and Yan Mo Yaowang's suppression of him in the realm is not strong.

"Don't show off your firefly light, even if you have evolved the Martial God Domain in your palm, you are still pitifully weak compared to Ye Xuan." Yan Mo Yaowang sneered.

Tan Yuefeng was calm at first, but when he was compared with Ye Xuan by Yan Mo Yaowang, he immediately became furious: "Why should the surname Ye compare with me? I have evolved a domain. What does he have? He is just a The ants of the Martial Saint Realm!"

"Really? But why are you so tightly suppressed by him that you don't even dare to bark your teeth." There was a strange look in Yan Mo Yaowang's eyes, as if he could see through all Tan Yuefeng's thoughts at a glance.

"Fart! If he hadn't ruined my chance, I would have stepped into the realm of Martial God, and I could crush him to death with just raising my hand!" Tan Yuefeng was extremely angry, and yelled at Yan Mo Yaowang.

"Really? If you are so strong, why are you being suppressed by him? The treasure house of the sword god belongs to him, and the inheritance of the sword bearer belongs to him. Even the senior sister of the same door paralyzes him." Yan Mo Yaowang said loudly Laughing, the laughter is full of sarcasm.

Tan Yuefeng was furious immediately, and shouted: "You fart! I will bring back the Sword God's treasure house sooner or later and defeat him with my own hands! I am the strongest inheritor of the Sword God lineage!"

"Really? How do you get the Sword God's Treasure House? You are no match for him at all. He also got the sword intent of the Sword God Xuanlige. Maybe he will use the Sword God's sword intent to step into the Martial God Realm soon. Squeezing you to death is as easy as crushing an ant." Yan Mo Yaowang continued to laugh.

The laughter was like grimaces, crashing into Tan Yuefeng's mind, making his eyes full of anger and hatred.

"Shut up!" Tan Yuefeng roared, swiping his sword and slashing wildly, chopping Yan Mo Yaowang into countless pieces.

"You're a trash...you're a trash..."

Yan Mo Yaowang turned into a dead breath and drifted away, then condensed again, and continued to ridicule and ridicule, like a devil's voice filling his ears.

(End of this chapter)