My Wife Is Demon Sect Leader

My Wife Is Demon Sect Leader Chapter 210

2022-04-07

Chapter 210 Stunning face in front of me

Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly, although she did not know the death of Demon Sect's eighth generation Sect Lord , why would the opposing ghost swordsman be so touched, but she knew that this was an excellent opportunity.

“sou!”

Next moment, the black fog made a sudden movement and rushed forward.

Quick!

Too fast!

Zhao Qingmei stepped forward, like a dexterous wind, from the dark fog, you could feel the chilling light.

This black fog not only hides the figure, but also hides moves, murderous aura, body protection and many other magical effects.

"Hey!""Hehe!"

When the blade slashed, An Jing's heart was extremely cold, and then she only felt that the hairs on her body stood up.

The Evil-suppressing Sword in his hand subconsciously lifted up and caught the two breathtaking blade lights.

"resounding!"

The huge energy came out from it, causing his arms to feel sore and numb, but fortunately his body had a faint tendency to tempering towards the jade bones, Otherwise the blow would be enough to shock him, but he stopped after three to four steps back.

"What a powerful ghost swordsman!"

Zhao Qingmei immediately said in one's heart secretly when he saw this, knowing that his move just now was caused by his absent-mindedness, But he couldn't kill it, and I have to say that he responded quickly.

It's a pity that he hid his strength and identity and was ready to take a fatal blow, but he missed an excellent opportunity.

"Isn't it a half-step Grandmaster?"

Luo Chongyang saw this immediately frowned, this Demon Sect Sect Lord is not a half-step Grandmaster at all, but has a Grandmaster Peak His strength, and he has also cultivated this "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Book", his strength may not be lower than that of the ghost swordsman.

"Sure enough!"

Feng Lingyue, who was watching the battle in the distance, groaned in her heart, "This Demon Sect Sect Lord is really not easy."

From there When Demon Sect Sect Lord said that he wanted to challenge the ghost swordsman, Feng Lingyue felt a little strange. Half-step Grandmaster challenged the ghost swordsman who killed the two-qi Grandmaster. Could this be sending death?

"Old Ancestor, what should I do now?" Dai Danshu asked.

"Look at the situation again, I'm not in a hurry anyway."

Feng Lingyue chuckled and said, "No matter what, the Demon Sect will definitely be hit hard today. It is even more impossible to enter Great Yan, and my five Poison Sects have been stable for a hundred years."

No matter whether Demon Sect wins or loses today, his five Poison Sects are all winners.

The rest of the experts also saw the strength of the Demon Sect Sect Lord, all of them were browsers tightly frowns, and their hearts were quite shaken.

"Tick!"

The bright red dripped down the tiger's mouth to the ground, dyeing the ground red.

An Jing stood dumbfounded, not speaking or moving.

For some reason, Zhao Qingmei's frown became even tighter, and there was a slight tremor in the pair of mandarin ducks in her hand. From the blood, she felt a chill.

An Jing suddenly recalled a lot.

In fact, whether you love someone or not, from the moment she leaves you, your heart will give you the answer.

The feeling of tenderness is suffocating and despairing.

"Then let's see the real chapter."

An Jing looked towards Zhao Qingmei in the distance, without any expression in his eyes.

The corner of Zhao Qingmei's mouth evoked a sneer, and said: "As you wish."

The cold air fills Heaven and Earth, and the Evil Suppressing Sword is like Heaven Supporting Pillar. Standing between Heaven and Earth, exuding amazing fluctuations, this world, all experts are staring at the silhouette standing next to the evil sword.

This arrogance makes everyone palpitate for it.

An Jing's figure suddenly swept out, with the evil-suppressing sword in his hand carrying a terrifying and terrifying wave of sword qi.

Shua!

Thousands of sword glow swept away directly at the black mist.

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing who was imposing in a terrifying manner without any disturbance, and pointed her fingers in the air.

Immediately, there was a riot of True Qi between a side World, and a rainbow of True Qi about several feet suddenly burst out from its fingertips.

"peng!"

An Jing looked at the True Qi light rainbow, but there was no sign of avoiding it. sword qi, a sword swept towards Zhao Qingmei.

dong!

There seems to be a low, scalp-tingling voice spreading in the sky, and above the evil-suppressing sword, there is a surging heavenly sword qi, Where the sword was swung, the seemingly majestic True Qi light rainbow was forcibly split into pieces.

Countless people were shocked, the ghost swordsman at this time was too fierce.

Shua!

And in that spot of light in the sky, An Jing's figure shot out like electricity, and in the next instant, it appeared above the black mist, and immediately the evil-suppressing sword sword light shot, swept across.

Zhao Qingmei's beautiful eyes swept across the cold light, and his five fingers suddenly grasped the mandarin duck knife, and he slashed directly with the knife. The same blade fluttered, containing the majestic and vast True Qi.

The blade light is filled with the brilliance of black, as fast as an unrolled bolt of white silk.

The blade and sword collide suddenly resounded with its terrifying sound, and then set off a metal storm one after another.

The visible ripples of naked eyes rippled, and the ground beneath Zhao Qingmei's feet cracked inch by inch, and then the shattering spread out like a wave, spreading to the surroundings.

Seeing this, everyone present hurriedly backed away, for fear of being affected by that powerful shock.

too terrifying!

These two people are clearly Grandmasters, but the ferocity and intensity of the duel are more than that of Puwen Vajra and Duanmu Xinghua.

Just watching the battle from a distance makes people feel a chill inside.

An Jing didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and the evil-suppressing sword in his hand was surging wildly, tearing apart towards the front.

The black mist surging, directly scattered Zhao Qingmei's Blade Qi.

Zhao Qingmei's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the edge of the madness. It was the first time she had encountered such a realm swordsman so far.

As soon as she came into contact, her heart was surging frantically, and then she quickly ran the "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Book" to suppress this strength.

"What a domineering anti-evil sword! What a powerful sword dao!"

Zhao Qingmei's beautiful eyes narrowed into a gap, and she still remembered the last time she fought a ghost swordsman at Willow Villa. , his strength is not so strong yet, how long has passed now, and his strength has grown to such an average level.

No matter how powerful this ghost swordsman is today! ?

Zhao Qingmei's complexion gradually became colder, and killing intent swept in her heart.

The lotus is born in all phases!

At the same time, a huge black Golden Lotus flower appeared under its feet, and the imposing manner of the black Golden Lotus flower was extremely terrifying, frantically plundering all the surrounding Qi machines.

In an instant, everyone stopped and looked over here.

The black Golden Lotus flower is shining in the midair, forming a strange vortex with the black mist as the center.

An Jing floated away the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, and the rolling edge did not hold back at all.

Sword art of God's Four Elephants! No wind left!

The sword move of the wind element is fast, and An Jing naturally cannot give the Demon Sect Sect Lord time to use the martial arts move.

"Hey!"

Feng Han rushed forward, as if he was about to cut off the black Golden Lotus.

Zhao Qingmei combined the two mandarin duck knives into one and pushed them forward.

The Blade Qi of the two knives also turned into black and rushed away.

Fifth Stage Stance!

Compared to the Sabrewielder who cream of the crop in the world, Zhao Qingmei's blade is not a small distance, but it is much stronger than the average Sabrewielder.

Blade Qi should not be underestimated after the combination of two mandarin ducks and two swords.

"Boom!"

The moment Blade Qi and sword qi collided, it turned into a rolling wave of air that swayed wildly around.

"You can't live."

An Jing's body jumped, his feet were fast as lightning, and he flew and stepped on the True Qi wave to kill towards the black mist.

Zhao Qingmei seemed to have expected it long ago, and the True Qi in his body came surging.

Then, a huge energy surged out from behind her, and the unstoppable power fell, and the sky above her seemed to have turned into darkness.

Dark fog shrouds the air, with Zhao Qingmei as the center.

Heaven and Earth trembled.

Everyone's heart is pumping, something terrifying is about to happen.

I saw that she slapped both of her swords and slapped towards An Jing who was approaching quickly. This palm didn't seem fancy, it was just an ordinary palm.

An Jing's eyes were cold, but the Finger Law in his hands was aggression.

Nine Yang God Fingers! Point to the universe!

The intersection of the finger light and the palm print is exactly the match between the two True Qi.

Boom!

At the moment of the collision, between Heaven and Earth resounded like a thunderous sound.

crash-bang! crash-bang!

At the place where everyone's eyes converged, Zhao Qingmei's palm print appeared one after another crack, and finally it exploded with a bang, and quickly floated towards the rear.

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei's body floated away rapidly, and the black mist seemed to collapse between the surging waves, and finally hit the Dongluo Tower heavily.

"bang!"

Suddenly, the East Rota also collapsed, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky.

An Jing's internal organs also trembled, and a large amount of demonic energy poured into her body in an instant, and then she was absorbed and refined by the transparent True Qi in her body.

"As expected of the "Unnamed Heart Sutra", it can even absorb the demonic energy of "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Book"."

An Jing took a deep breath and continued towards the Demon Sect Sect Lord hunted down the past.

"Sect Lord!"

Duanmu Xinghua was shocked when she saw this, and wanted to catch up and stop the ghost swordsman.

"Duanmu benefactor!"

Puwen Vajra stretched out his hand, directly blocking Duanmu Xinghua's footsteps.

The rest of the Demon Sect experts were also in chaos, but they were all held back, and it was impossible to help Zhao Qingmei.

"What an amazing Grandmaster!"

Luo Chongyang couldn't help but be amazed when he saw this.

Both of them are the cultivation bases of the one-qi Grandmaster, but their strength is comparable to the general two-qi Grandmaster, and they both seem to have peerless martial arts and weapons.

"These two people are really good."

"Jiang Renyi seems to be at a disadvantage, this ghost swordsman is indeed an expert who can kill the two grandmasters."

"Too strong, these two people clearly don't seem to be the strength that a Grandmaster should have."

Some Grandmaster experts who swiped or watched the battle from a distance felt a chill in their hearts .

Obviously, they were shocked by the strength of both of them.

The smoke and dust were everywhere, and the surroundings were misty, obscuring everyone's sight.

The two went from outside the gate to the inside of the gate.

And the fight resumed outside the gate.

An Jing looked indifferently at the black mist in front of him, and threw the evil-suppressing sword in front of him.

hua!

Zhenxie Sword made one after another vibrato, sword qi went to both sides like flowing water, and then turned into a light that separated Heaven and Earth and went forward .

Sword Controlling Art!

sword qi grandiose pierced the air in front of him with the speed of a thunderbolt.

Yeah! ?

Zhao Qingmei was shocked when she saw this scene. Her demonic energy was clearly poured into the ghost swordsman's body.

Although she was very surprised, her speed was not slow. The black Golden Lotus quickly gathered up, forming a petal barrier.

Tom!

The Zhenxie Sword pierced the air and headed forward, the tip of the sword pierced directly on the black Golden Lotus petal.

The two forces immediately formed a stalemate, An Jing raised his brows, and True Qi instilled it again.

“weng weng!weng weng!”

I saw that An Jing received the anti-evil sword instilled by An Jing, and suddenly made a trembling sound, the black Golden Lotus pointed by the sword tip. The flower petals cracked one after another, and then suddenly burst open with a 'bang'.

The Zhenxie Sword continued to stab forward, dashing into the black mist.

This time, the evil-suppressing sword pierced through the black fog, but was blocked by two blade lights in the end.

Under the black mist, the silhouette was revealed.

Red-clothed is like fire, with a graceful and vulgar face, and its own lightness.

Like a crescent moon, like flowers and trees making snow, beautiful and alluring.

An Jing froze in place, not even realizing that the two blades pierced his arms.

Yesterday's snow, today's morning sun, I see long green hills and clear water, all eyes pass are stunning, but the beauty is inferior to the sexy bearing and charming temperament in front of me.

"Your sword is slow."

Zhao Qingmei The mandarin ducks swung both swords, and the phoenix raised his eyebrows slightly.

She was actually a little confused.

The two blade lights just now can definitely be resisted according to the ghost swordsman's strength, but he is standing motionless...

What is he thinking?

An Jing took a step forward, Zhao Qingmei's eyes suddenly became vigilant, her two knives flashed cold light, and seemed to stop the ghost swordsman's pressing step by step.

An Jing didn't resist in the slightest, letting the pair of knives be in front of his neck, just one inch could easily cut his throat.

Zhao Qingmei's eyes narrowed into a gap, "What are you doing?"

An Jing extend the hand slowly lifted the mask, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

This face seems to have appeared countless times in a dream.

Boom!

Zhao Qingmei's mind became blank, as if he had lost all strength, and with a crisp sound of 'crotch-', the two knives fell to the ground.

Heaven and Earth in this brief moment seemed to quiet down.

The wind blows gently, and the blue silk dances with it.

The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and the fireworks in the world are not as good as the right breeze and meeting at this moment.

"Husband, aren't you a doctor?"

"Madam, aren't you a lady?"

"..."

(end of chapter)