Peerless Taoist

Boom——

Just as Lu Yu's voice fell, there was another roar in the distant starry sky.

The two figures quickly retreated towards both sides. The divine sword Hou pointed horizontally in front of him. Although the brocade clothes on his body were wrinkled, they were still as luxurious as new.

And the opposite jiuxiao is very embarrassed. The treasure clothes originally worn on the body have become ragged. Many places have been pierced by the sword Qi.

"Since I came alone, I have the strength to suppress you. It's foolish of you to want to rebel with this ability."

The divine sword Hou an walked slowly in the empty air, like walking in a leisurely court, and came to jiuxiao in the twinkling of an eye.

In his hands, a three foot sword spirit has been brewing.

"I have a great spirit in my heart. The sword has a clear meaning and can cut everything in the world."

The divine sword Hou recited softly, the official boots fell, and the lotus formed by the sword spirit bloomed quietly.

He took three steps.

Jiuxiao vomited blood three times.

With the explosion of three sharp sword Qi, jiuxiao's body suddenly staggered, and a bloody wound appeared on his body.

No one could see clearly where the sword Qi came from.

When the divine sword Hou casts his magic, this area seems to become the field of the sword. Everywhere is a flying sword, which can be used by the divine sword Hou.

"Die."

The divine sword Hou's expression suddenly became very cold, and countless sword Qi gathered in his hand, and finally formed a long sword.

The whole body of the long sword is like jade. There are not many complex patterns on the surface. The hilt is round. There is an ancient character engraved on it. The whole sword emits a faint blue light.

"This sword..."

Lu Yu stared at the sword and sighed a moment later.

He recognized the sword.

This sword is called "Qingtang". It was originally owned by the green fairy silk of the purple and green immortals in the ancient Tianting.

At that time, in the world of Xuantian classic, Lu Yu was trapped by ancient demons. It was the purple and green immortals who helped Lu Yu turn the crisis into safety.

Lu Yu didn't expect to see the sword after such a long time.

At this time, the momentum of Qingtang sword held by the divine sword Hou reached the peak, almost invincible.

Poof!

The divine sword Hou Yijian fell, and the sword Qi carried the rolling sword light, which immediately swallowed jiuxiao.

A sword fell, and jiuxiao could no longer be seen in the starry sky.

"Lord!" for a moment, the Shura army couldn't help feeling sad.

Several Shura emperors roared and rushed towards the divine sword Hou, but even though they had great strength, they were still not the opponent of the divine sword Hou.

Each of the eight gods and princes of Dayu heavenly Dynasty is an expert with unfathomable cultivation. Even in the same realm, few people can resist their attack.

"Hum! A group of rogue officials and thieves are all dying!"

The divine sword Hou Leng drank and cut the Qingtang sword in his hand again. Tens of thousands of Shura were separated and killed on the spot.

"Sword up!" the divine sword Hou pointed again.

Tens of millions of flying sword rain gathered behind him and swept towards the Shura army.

For a time, pieces of Shura died under the sword rain. The sharp sword Qi easily tore up Shura's body. After many Shura died, even the complete body could not be preserved

Although there are hundreds of millions of Shura troops, they are as fragile as children in front of the divine sword marquis.

Another Shura died. In the blood rain, the figure of the divine sword Hou seemed cold and arrogant.

"I want you to remember what the end of rebellion is," said the divine sword Hou lightly.

It seems that intentionally or unintentionally, the divine sword Hou suddenly glanced at the two demon kings of the demon family in the distance.