The days of double cultivation with the fox fairy

The "Yin" Snow in Ming's hand made the sound of sword cries, and the infuriating energy slowly condensed into snowflakes.

A white shirt with a name, and that flowing long hair.

It makes people feel like watching an idol drama again. The original scene of fighting spirit is directly reduced to nothing.

The movements of the little brothers transformed by Demon Monarch Covering the Sun all started to slow down.

Snowflakes fell on those phantoms one by one, one piece, two pieces... When the third piece fell, the whole phantom stopped moving suddenly, and the whole figure was completely frozen by the solid ice.

Lord Zheri looked at the situation in front of him in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it.

"To kill you, three swords are enough, take my first sword." Ming said, his figure suddenly moved, and he disappeared before my eyes, like a wandering ghost.

"Crack." With a crisp sound, the phantom that had been completely frozen in the ice just now began to crack.

Starting from the first one, one after another made a crisp sound, and the cracks on the ice cube made it difficult to see what was going on inside. [

The scarlet eyes of Demon Monarch Zheri also stretched longer and longer: "Hmph, it's only in the late stage of Tianfu, how dare you speak outrageous words."

The Demon Monarch Shrouding the Sun gave a loud shout, and the black mist on his body exploded, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as soaring with devilish energy.

His fused left arm emitted a faint black light, and the surrounding trees were infected by the magic energy, instantly turning into a pool of black ash.

Suddenly, the black mist that was originally condensed began to split from the middle.

It was like a piece of black paper being cut from it by a pair of sharp scissors.

The scattered black mist rolled violently in the air like waves.

I hastily opened the Zijin Charming Eyes, only to see clearly that a faint figure was rushing towards Sun Covering Demon Lord at an extremely fast speed.

"Roar." The Sun Covering Demon Lord suddenly roared, and the dispersed thick fog seemed to want to recondense.

But just when there was a sign of wanting to condense, Yinxue in the master's hand emitted a burst of sword energy, like a strong wind.

Smash the black mist that wants to condense one by one.

The snowflakes in the air were still falling, but before they hit the ground, Ming had already rushed to the side of Demon Monarch Covering the Sun.

The surroundings of the body were surrounded by fierce sword energy.

No, the name at this time seems to have become a sharp sword out of its sheath, which makes people feel cold.

"Death to me." The Zheri Demon Lord raised his left arm, clenched his hand into a fist, and threw it directly at Ming's body.

But before the arm fell, a flash of sword light was seen, and the raised arm fell off from the shoulder. [

The splashed black blood seemed to be infected by the snowflakes in the air, turning into black snowflakes, and fell to the ground together with his left arm.

At the same time, the cracked ice cubes seemed unable to withstand the vibration produced when the left arm fell to the ground, and they all made a muffled sound and shattered one after another.

And the phantom inside turned into black smoke and gradually disappeared in the air...

Everything in front of me happened so fast that I didn't know what to do and react for a while, and I didn't even have time to make an expression of surprise.

"Ah,..." The Demon Lord Zhe Sun let out a painful roar, the roar that was not human, like the roar of a wild beast, shocked me and quickly covered my ears.

"Desperate Thirteen Swords, the first sword, Fenghuaxueyue." At this time, Mingming had appeared behind the Sun-covering Demon Lord, and he stood with his hands behind his back, facing the painfully screaming Sun-covering Demon Lord.

"I'm going to kill you." The Sun Covering Demon Lord, who lost his left arm, had already fallen into a state of madness.

A huge demonic energy emanated from his body, and even the sky was gradually covered by blood-red clouds, and the whole world seemed to be covered in blood-red.

"Take my second sword." Ming didn't seem to be in a hurry, and his figure disappeared again.

The jet of air driven by the disappearance splashed the snowflakes that were lying peacefully on the ground.

The disappearance of Ming once again caused the Lord Zheri to panic. It seems that he never expected that Ming's swordsmanship is so fierce.

And it was also the first time for me to see the so-called Jueming Thirteen Swords.

The first sword, Fenghuaxueyue, is already so fierce, it is really impossible to imagine, if a set of Jueming Thirteen Swords is completely fired, who else can survive.

"Nine Turns of the Universe" is in my mind, no, it is already the best cultivation method in all high schools in the cultivation world.

Unexpectedly, the might of the Jueming Thirteen Swords created by Niu Shisan is so amazing.

No wonder he will become the last person in the realm of comprehension, and also the only one who ascended to the immortal realm within a thousand years.

Although the Zheyang Mojun said that he wanted to tear his name into pieces, but at this time, he could only adopt a defensive posture.

I don't know what spell was cast, but the whole person was wrapped in a thick black mist and turned into a huge black ball.

It seems to be somewhat similar to an infuriating mask, but I think that even so, it still can't block Ming's second sword.

Before the shaken snowflakes fell to the ground, Ming's figure appeared again.

Stepping on the snowflakes with the toes, it seems that they are using the meager strength of the snowflakes to walk towards the air step by step.

At this time, Ming is not like a swordsman, but like a dancer. Every time a snowflake is stepped on, he will rise to a higher height and change his body shape once.

Ming's movements were so fast that I couldn't see clearly.

But it seemed to be very slow, like entering a slow-moving movie, and I could see every movement of him clearly.

This extremely contradictory scene did appear in my eyes, and everything was like a dream.

When the last splash of snow was trampled off by Ming, Ming's figure suddenly moved.

The snow-songing sword in his hand slashed directly towards the black ball transformed into the Demon Monarch who covered the sun.

[Yin] Xue hit the black ball, like cutting tofu, with force like a broken bamboo.

"Ah,,." ​​There was another roar, and the Demon Lord Zhe Sun seemed to be hit hard again.

Ming slowly fell from the sky, pointed at the black mist that had not yet dissipated, and said, "The Thirteen Swords of Destiny, the second sword, stepping on the snow to pick up the stars."

At the same time as the famous words fell, blood drops slowly dripped from the tip of the "Yin" Xue sword, and under the shining red light, it was really as dazzling as the stars.

When the black mist dissipated, the heart of the Demon Monarch's chest was covered by a mass of black mist, with blood dripping from time to time.

"There's a third sword." Ming seemed not prepared to give Sun Covering Demon Lord a chance to rest.

However, the injuries suffered by Demon Monarch Sunshade did not seem to be as serious as imagined.

The arm that fell to the ground turned into black smoke and disappeared, a brand new thread appeared on the body of the Sun Covering Demon Lord, and the pierced chest also completely recovered.

"You have completely enraged me, the third sword, I won't give you another chance to attack." The Sun Covering Demon Lord roared angrily, and was about to charge towards Ming after speaking.

But this time a voice suddenly appeared: "I'll take your third sword."

(There are indeed many things. This chapter was coded by staying up late yesterday and uploaded regularly. December is only two days away. In order not to break my promise, five changes a day will definitely be enough.)

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