Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

Chapter 193 One Knife and One Finger

As the temperature of the flame suddenly increased a lot, Zao Wou-ki's vision and other senses were completely occupied by the figure of the flame, and there was no room for anything else.

What is in front of him is just the shadow of Zhu Huang's finger bone, but his use of the power of heaven and earth is no less than that of any refining god at that time.

But Zhao Wou-ki is fearless.

No matter how terrifying and frightening it is, it is still just a finger bone in the final analysis.

The human world and the demon world have struggled for many years, and the ability to stand up to this day is enough to show that the demon world is not so invincible.And he, Zhao Wuji, will leave a deep memory on this Zhu Huang.

Boom boom boom!
Zhao Wou-ki's heartbeat sounded like a muffled thunder.

This is not because of his fear, but because Zao Wou-ki is mobilizing all the energy in his body, and he wants to fight it with all his might.

The pressure from Zhu Huang will only continue to squeeze out Zao Wou-ki's potential.

The aura of Zishou Immortal Clothes erupted wildly, trying to contend with this extremely terrifying Four Saints of the Demon World. Perhaps this oppressive aura aroused its own memory.

Zhu Huang didn't crush Zao Wou-ki with his aura as he imagined, which was a bit surprising.

This guy's head is out of order!

Zhu Huang could only explain it this way.

It sees humans as small and fragile.

Zao Wou-ki is very different.

The relationship between him and Zishou seems to be a bit special, not being controlled by Zishou, but in an equal relationship that surprises him.

Only an abnormal brain will not be enslaved by a monster like Zishou.

Zhu Huang's scarlet palm was slashed out obliquely, like a knife.

This palm is so slow, but in the process of chopping, it seems that the entire space of the Buddhist hall is rolled up, and with the contraction of this palm, Zao Wou-ki will be crushed by the rolled up space.

Zhao Wuji's Qi and blood exploded endlessly, the Seven Killing Demon Fist blasted out, and a vortex of energy appeared, unexpectedly attacking Zhu Huang brazenly regardless of the crushing space around him.

This is his way of killing one hundred enemies and damaging himself ten thousand.

But Zhu Huang didn't want the "advent" avatar to be damaged at all, it was his means to deal with the evil king, if it was damaged in Zhao Wuji's hands, then his plan to seize the hatchet would have to be postponed.

In fact, it won't take long before it can walk out of the Buddhist hall.

Even if Shen Mo doesn't come, it will go to find Shen Mo.

But the arrival of Zhao Wuji broke its plan.

The flame figure took a step forward, seemingly meeting Zhao Wou-ki's Seven Kills Demon Fist, but in fact the space was reversed, it turned forward into a retreat, trying to get rid of the shackles of the vortex suction of the Seven Kills Demon Fist.

But this Seven Kills Demon Fist is extremely cohesive, as if spanning time and space, even though the figure of flames has evaded with upside-down steps, there is still a terrifying fist mark on his chest.

The figure of the flame blurred a bit.It means that this incarnation is hurt, and the pace of its arrival needs to be delayed for a while.

The flame figure was angry.

With the squeeze of the surrounding space, the sword in the palm of the flame figure has already completely enveloped Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji had nowhere to escape.

He knew in his heart that Zhu Huang's level was too much higher than his, and he was simply unstoppable.My Seven Killing Demon Fist can cause damage to the opponent, I have tried my best.

"Looks like I have to die once."

Zhao Wuji had to admit the gap, but he was very confident that he would deal a heavier blow to the opponent in the near future.

This time death was just a temptation, not a defeat.

He wanted to use a precious chance of death to make a strategic retreat, that's all.

Under the oppression of the palm knife and the surrounding space, the Zishou fairy clothes seemed to become Zao Wou-ki's skin, full of depravity, killing and bloody smell, and Zao Wou-ki's blood seemed to be completely injected into it.

The terrifying palm knife turned into flames, trying to ignite Zao Wou-Ki's body.

The purple shroud gave birth to various purple and black magic lines, preventing the invasion of flames, but the extremely terrifying space pressure squeezed Zao Wou-ki's living space.

His whole body seemed to be crushed.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed in Zhao Wuji's mind, he realized the supernatural power from Zishou Immortal Clothes.

"Huahong!"

A purple Changhong broke through the cover of the flame figure's sword and escaped from the Buddha Hall of Ultimate Bliss.

One zhang... Thirty zhang...99 zhang...

When he was about to leave the Baizhang range of the Buddha Hall of Ultimate Bliss, Zhao Wuji felt a desperate and depressing atmosphere, and the flame figure still caught up with him.

He knew very well that if he went a hundred feet, the other party might not continue to chase him.

He can save one death.

It seems that the other party didn't give him a chance at all.

If Zhao Wuji was ruthless, he wouldn't give the opponent a chance.

But just when Zao Wou-ki wanted to burn his blood and live to death.

The terrifying pressure from the flame figure suddenly disappeared.

Because a stalwart figure stood in front of him and blocked the pace of the flame figure.

It's him!

Zhao Wou-ki did not expect that when he was about to die again, the figure of the evil king Wei'an blocked all the pressure for him.

It was like the Kongtong Mountain he saw when he was a child.

This is what he wants to be.

"But I let him down, didn't I?"

Zhao Wou-ki was not as happy as he imagined.

He somewhat hated himself for being powerless. After all, he failed this level of test, but as long as he was given time, he would definitely pass the test.

must!
"Brother Wuji, leave it to me. Please, go to the Buddha Hall of Ultimate Bliss again and release the Black Fox King." Shen Mo's calm and indifferent words made Zhao Wuji's fighting spirit violent.

it is good.

Zao Wou-ki walked into the Buddha Hall of Ultimate Bliss again.

But the flame figure ignored him, his evil eyes were focused on the man in the dark Taoist uniform in front of him.

The air between the two meets.

One is red all over the sky, and the other is deep and dark.

As if at dawn, darkness and red sun appear at the same time.

The sky gathers dark clouds, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles.

A heavy rain came in an instant.

This rainstorm did not come by accident.

But it couldn't extinguish the scorching air wave of the flame figure, and it couldn't dissipate the deep darkness from Shen Mo.

Shen Mo looked at Zhu Hong's figure with his hands behind his back.

Zhu Huang had an illusion, he seemed to see the complete Zao Wou-Ki.

These two people actually have a kind of similarity.

makes it extremely annoying.

Shen Mo is the more mature and terrifying Zao Wou-ki who is stable and calm.

It and Shen Mo were silent, and the confrontation between the two auras showed great power in the sudden torrential rain.

Spin and push, go on a rampage.

The flat ground is full of wind and rain, full of vigor everywhere.

Then, with Shen Mo and the flame figure as the center, the wind, wind, wind and air waves in a radius of thirty feet were gradually emptied.

It became extremely quiet between the two.

Shen Mo slowly pulled out the rusty hatchet, but there was no rust on the blade of the hatchet, and it was extremely sharp, like clear ripples, clear and moving.

"You want it right?" Shen Mo finally spoke.

The flame figure deeply felt the mysterious and unfathomable aura on Shen Mo's body, and it had to admit that it hadn't been able to walk out of the Hall of Ultimate Bliss, even if it hadn't been consumed by Zao Wou-ki, it was still not fully sure of taking down Shen Mo.

But this guy obviously has no plans to stop there.

Things are a little unexpected.

And it knew that this guy had completely noticed the fight between him and Zao Wou-ki, so the opponent who possessed the Heaven's Hope technique must have seen through some of its background.

But what about this?
After all, it was Zhu Huang, one of the Four Sages of the Demon Realm.

It will not choose to play in the world like Wu Huang, but will faithfully fulfill its duties as the Four Sages of the Demon World, allowing the mighty Demon Emperor to come to the world, cleanse the filth of the world, and turn the world into a demonic soil.

Yes, in its view, the human world is filthy, while the magic soil is pure.

This is also the idea of ​​the Devil Emperor.

It is just a loyal supporter of the Devil Emperor.

The ants in front of him will not understand its great ambition to be the Four Saints of the Demon World.

Yes, Shen Mo is just an ant, a strong ant is still an ant.

Of course, since the Devil Emperor fell into a long slumber, they have been continuously weakened by the ants, and even that guy Wu Huang has been the watchdog of the human dynasty.

Won't that fellow Wu Huang feel ashamed?
Wu Huang will lose all face of Demon Realm.

...

...

In the blue sky and white clouds, Wu Huang was lying leisurely on the grass with a piece of grass in his mouth, and a small dark blue snake was lying on him, lazily refusing to move.

"The sun in the world is comfortable."

Wu Huang was talking to himself, and suddenly sneezed.

"Who is scolding me?"

Wu Huang shook his head and chose to continue enjoying the sunshine.

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Flaming figure: "This is the sacred object of our demon world, and you stole it."

Shen Mo smiled lightly: "But it doesn't recognize you."

Flaming figure: "I know you won't hand it over willingly. No one can resist its temptation. It's just that people in the world who own it will only be unlucky. Of course, it's also your misfortune to meet me."

Shen Mo: "Let's talk about it after you take the knife from me."

The hatchet cut out.

Ah Bi said three swords!

The chirping of the saber was like the chant of a mad dragon, uninterrupted.

With one slash, the horror of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood permeated the world.

There was no Shen Mo in the eyes of the flame figure, only the hatchet in front of him.To be precise, it is a mountain of knives, a mountain of knives that makes people feel endless terror and fear.

This is an illusion, and an illusion of reality.

When any ordinary master of the rivers and lakes sees this knife, it is no different from being in a mountain of swords.

Facing the knife, the flame figure was deep and speechless.

The figure disappeared, replaced by a white finger bone, glowing with crimson flames.

The mountain of knives fell, as if it was about to crush Senbai's finger bones.

But the phalanx was not crushed by the mountain of knives, but pierced into the mountain of knives, and hit Shen Mo's eyebrows.

A Bi Dao's three knives, which condensed the most evil spirit in the world, collided violently with the phalanx.

The mountain of knives keeps dissipating and giving birth again and again.

The phalanx was worn out in the process of piercing, but it pierced Shen Mo's eyebrows extremely firmly.

I don't know if the knife mountain dissipated first, or the phalanx pierced into Shen Mo's brow when it was worn out, everything became extremely slow.

Shen Mo's Taoism was extremely stimulated.

Zhu Huang was indeed terrifying.

It was just a phalanx, so he had to use all his strength to perform the three knives of Ah Bi Dao.

The Tianzi Wangqi technique lost its effect when the phalanx appeared.

The strength of the phalanx is extremely concentrated, without any flaws, and when it appeared, there was no emotional fluctuation, it was just a dead phalanx.

A Bidao's three knives and the finger bones fell into the exhaustion of nothing.

It's like two peerless masters competing for real energy.

(End of this chapter)