I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

The power of luck is limited, but the Demon Emperor's power comes from himself, and his reserves far exceed his.

In the past, Xiao Wuyou chose to win with one sword, which was actually a helpless move. The longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

However, when facing the Demon Emperor, this disadvantage was finally exposed.

Seeing that Xiao Wuyou was being suppressed, the Demon Emperor took advantage of the situation and shouted loudly, investing more strength!

A dark rain of thunder fell from the sky!

Xiao Wuyou suddenly felt that the power of the two swords, which was already as powerful as a mountain, was now even more powerful!

The Tushan Sword, which already had a crack, broke, and the Netherworld Sword also let out a piercing cry.

In mid-air, the white-robed sword god fell and sank deep into the ground.

After the first slash, the aftermath exploded, and the demonic flames swept indiscriminately towards the entire Linjiang City.

Under the state of incarnation, many cultivators of both the righteous and evil paths were directly swallowed up and turned into dust.

This attack also consumed a lot of energy for the Demon Emperor. The Demon Emperor gasped, his breath suddenly dropped, and scarlet blood oozed from the corners of his eyes.

But after looking at Xiao Wuyou's figure, he still raised the corners of his mouth high, feeling extremely happy.

The ground had already been deeply sunken.

Xiao Wuyou's figure was trapped in the underground spiritual vein, his white clothes were torn and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Even the last divine sword could not bear the heavy weight and was covered with cracks. It turned into pieces and was blown away by the wind.

"You are unarmed and have run out of luck. You are now only at the level of a spirit. You are not qualified to look me in the eye!"

"Xiao Wuyou, you have come to this day?"

The Demon Emperor laughed wildly towards the sky, and the surging black thunder rejoiced with him, celebrating this battle of revenge that had been awaited for ten thousand years.

However, at this moment, a chuckle as light as the breeze sounded quietly.

The Demon Emperor's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked suddenly towards Xiao Wuyou.

Unarmed and lacking in luck, in such a desperate situation, Xiao Wuyou's face was calm and composed, without a trace of panic!

"What's so funny?"

"You just said that I don't even have the qualifications to look you in the eye? It doesn't matter, can't I just drag you down?"

Xiao Wuyou's words made the Demon Emperor feel a huge sense of crisis.

Could it be that he has some kind of trump card? !

The Demon Emperor's pupil technique is not as good as that of the Heavenly Demon, and he can only roughly observe the luck, but he can also see that Xiao Wuyou's luck is far worse than before.

Even if he had good luck, what could Xiao Wuyou do when he was unarmed? !

His life is like a candle in the wind, what is there to be afraid of? !

The Demon Emperor would never admit it, but he did feel vaguely uneasy. He gave up the idea of ​​torturing Xiao Wuyou and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible!

"So far, this is the final blow!" The Demon Emperor concentrated and burst out with a terrifying aura again.

"What a coincidence, I was going to say that too."

A graceful purple figure came out of the void and suddenly threw a golden light towards Xiao Wuyou.

Xiao Wuyou took it casually.

That is the second on the list of divine swords, a divine weapon forged for the purpose of killing immortals.

Meteoric Sword.

Chapter 83: The End of the Demon Emperor

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The Demon Emperor didn't have time to be surprised at Ye Qingmeng's survival. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Wuyou who was holding the magic sword again.

The reason why the divine sword was far superior to ordinary heavenly magic weapons was because it contained the luck of Xiao Wuyou's previous life. However, the Falling Immortal Sword had no owner, and it had never contained any luck.

It is even a question whether Xiao Wuyou can make it recognize its master.

The balance of victory and defeat is still on my side!

But no matter how he thought about it, the Demon Emperor's heart was filled with deep fear.

It was the same thousands of years ago.

The scene of Xiao Wuyou, who has been forced into a desperate situation, holding the Netherworld Sword in his hand, calmly and leisurely, slowly overlapped with everything in front of him in the eyes of the Demon Emperor!

"How could I be afraid of you!!!"

The demon roared and raised the thunder of judgment high once again.

When the emperor is angry, millions of people will die. When the demon emperor is angry, the world will be destroyed.

This attack was only stronger than the previous one. The demon's giant sickle was as fierce as a tsunami, yet as fast as thunder. The surging demonic energy surged towards Xiao Wuyou.

Under the overwhelming and turbid demonic energy, the tattered white clothes looked so insignificant.

But Xiao Wuyou held the sword with both hands, neither hurried nor slow, his eyes as calm as still water, and clearer than ever before.

In the heart of Tao, under the watering of four kinds of aura and luck visions, namely the golden-red divine phoenix, the blue giant dragon, the bright red demon fox, and the dark purple butterfly, the colored glaze sprouts slowly grow.

The four strange visions entangled with each other, resonated, and slowly merged, becoming indistinguishable from each other and truly transformed into the power of Xiao Wuyou.

When he was practicing with the junior master before, Xiao Wuyou wanted to try out what would happen if the three colors of luck merged, but was stopped by the junior master.

"Bearing two colors of luck is already the limit of the sword."

"And the four-color destiny may even have the Falling Immortal Sword..."

If he wanted to kill the Demon Emperor for sure, Xiao Wuyou would not hold back. He knew that even the Netherworld Sword could only severely injure the Demon Emperor.

From the very beginning, he had been preparing for this attack, saving all kinds of luck.

As for the Falling Immortal Sword, it does not have the power of luck, but it is strong enough to serve as a carrier for the fusion of the four colors of luck!

Now that he has the Falling Immortal Sword in his hand, and the four colors of luck have each reduced to ten drops as he planned, it is time to put an end to this battle.

The devil's giant sickle came slashing down with monstrous demonic energy, as if the dark sky was falling down, about to annihilate all living things in the world.

But Xiao Wuyou did not flinch. Facing the huge wave of demonic energy, he slashed out with his sword slowly and smoothly, as if he had practiced it thousands of times!

The divine phoenix soars, the blue dragon soars into the clouds, the demon fox dances wildly, and the butterflies flutter.

The four great visions of luck did not rush straight towards the devil, but surrounded Xiao Wuyou. As the sword was slashed out, they were condensed to the extreme by Xiao Wuyou, blending with each other and blooming with flowing light!

As transparent as glass, mysterious and beyond any sword intent in the mortal world!

The pitch-black thunder sickle couldn't even resist the glazed sword light. It burned and disintegrated in an instant, turning into nothingness.

"No!!!!" The Demon Emperor stared with his eyes torn apart, roaring and trying his best, even burning his blood, and was determined to squeeze out more power at the cost of his own life.

The demon did expand for a moment, and the black sun also burned with more black flames, but all this failed to stop the flow of the glazed color.

The sharp sound of the sword resounded through the sky.

The glazed blade light penetrated the demon's body without any hindrance, cut off the blazing black sun, and even cut off the dark sky.

"So, what is that..."

The monks scattered around Linjiang City looked up in disbelief.

The dazzling glazed sword light lasted only for a moment, but the glazed light was like rain from heaven, flying down, as beautiful as a fairyland.

After that, the terrifying demon god paused, and a terrifying crack appeared in the middle, splitting it in two from top to bottom. The black sun also began to disintegrate and shatter from the middle, falling along with the remains of the demon god.

A beam of sunlight pierced the endless darkness.

Then, a clear corner slowly emerged above Linjiang City.

The boundless evil clouds that once covered the sky seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and quickly dissipated, leaving the blue sky and white clouds back on earth.

"Xiao Wuyou, won...?"

I don't know who was whispering, but then cheers started spreading like a wildfire that could no longer be controlled, spreading across the righteous world.

"Master Xiao wins!"

"He defeated the Demon Emperor!"

"Today is the end of the demon path!"

How can a mere genius kill the leader of all demons?

Absolutely ridiculous!

But no matter whether it was the Yin-Yang Taoist who was crying with joy, or the Chisha Arhat who couldn't stop laughing, or the Elder Heifeng who was seriously injured and exhausted but still full of fighting spirit and rushed into the evil path, or the tens of millions of righteous and evil cultivators, after witnessing the scene of the fall of the Black Sun, they all had no doubt at all!

Only when the monk dies will the vision collapse.

There is no doubt that the top demon was defeated!

In a corner not far from the battlefield between Xiao Wuyou and the Demon Emperor, four girls hugged each other happily.

"As expected of Wuyou! I knew it! The Demon Emperor is no match for him!"

"Brother Wuyou is indeed the strongest! The Falling Immortal Sword is also in his calculations, right?!"

"No wonder he asked me to get the Falling Immortal Sword. It turned out to be a preparation for this final blow!"

"......We all understand the truth, can you...let go?!"

The fox girl, who was squeezed tightly in the middle by three girls, wailed amid the girls' cheers and joy.

In the center of the battlefield, Xiao Wuyou dragged the shattered Meteorite Sword slowly forward.

The mighty Eternal Demon Emperor was now reduced to just half a body, struggling ugly like a drowning maggot, trying desperately to crawl out.

Unfortunately, Xiao Wuyou surpassed him in just a few steps and died in front of him.

The Demon Emperor slowly raised his head. This was the first time he had the chance to see Xiao Wuyou's figure up close.

The white robe had been torn into pieces, and Xiao Wuyou's skin was covered with smoke and dust. He looked disheveled, but in fact he was unharmed.

Those indifferent pupils were as clear as a mirror, without any trace of fatigue.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor's mind, which was already on the verge of collapse, finally collapsed.

"Did you... figure it out from the beginning? The Sword Immortal, the Way of Heaven, I will come to Linjiang City, and I also have the Falling Immortal Sword... You are not invincible to me, but from the beginning, you... wanted to kill me with that last blow?!"

"That's right." Xiao Wuyou curled the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, as if basking in the spring breeze.

"I can't sleep peacefully unless you die."

This time, he was really planning.

He didn't know that the Demon Emperor would come, but he had already imagined the worst case scenario and had rehearsed this battle with his junior master countless times.

As long as the Demon Emperor is still alive, whether there is a prophecy or not, he is a threat to himself and all the sons of destiny.

He was afraid of letting the Demon Emperor escape and giving him a chance to make a comeback.

Fortunately, this time, the unknown glass-colored sword intent was stronger than he expected.

"Actually, I have a question for you." Xiao Wuyou leaned over, looked at the blood-flowing eyes of the Demon Emperor, and asked in confusion: "What are you pursuing?"

This question is not only directed at the Demon Emperor, but also at all the ancient powers to date.

"You already have a life span of ten thousand years, a tremendous cultivation, and great power. Why do you still want luck? Immortality and transcendence, what good are they?"

Be it transcending tribulation and ascending to heaven or transcending destiny, Xiao Wuyou is completely unable to understand the meaning of these things.

What is the use of infinite life if you cannot enjoy it?

What good is great power if you can't have true love?

How desperate is it to gamble everything for something so insignificant, but still be alone in the end?

But in the end, he couldn't wait for an answer.

The light in the Demon Emperor's eyes disappeared, and his body shattered into nothingness.

But there's nothing to regret.

He already had his answer.

Looking at the beautiful figure coming from afar, Xiao Wuyou threw away the broken sword and slowly walked towards the girls.

Chapter 84 Yes and No