Gao Wu: Starting from Awakening the Bloodline of the Demon King

There are already enough demon monks who have appeared and are strong enough, but there are still many who have not yet appeared. In this case, there is no way to rush forward directly.

Su An is now sure of one thing. Not only has he arrived at the central area of ​​the ruins, but he has also broken into the demon den. There must be many demon guards around the main peak.

Putting away the crossbow and drawing out the long sword, Su An walked vigorously like flying.

He ran decisively, but he didn't look panicked. He was just fighting for his life. If he could win, it would be best. If he couldn't win, he would just die here.

He only has one life, and no one can kill him twice. Things have developed to this point, and there is really nothing to be afraid of.

Because he was surrounded, he ran no more than ten or twenty meters when he was greeted by three demon cultivators at the entrance of two giant trees with swords drawn, and one or two demon cultivators on each side of the left and right wings rushed out at the same time.

It's not easy to deal with a level [-], a level [-], and a level [-] in person.

However, when there is no choice, it is often best to make a choice. Su An calculated the distance, stepped hard on the ground with his front foot, leaped out of the body, and did not hesitate to use the ultimate killing move!

The eighth-level demon correction was about to activate the technique. Suddenly, he saw the figure of the fifth-level demon in front of him disappear instantly, turning one into seven. The last afterimage remained in place, and a touch of sword energy was already facing him. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

If a demon can appear here, excluding the factors of luck and stepping on the teleportation circle, it must be of great strength. The eighth-level demon cultivator was not careless, but the speed of the sword energy attack was still beyond his expectation.

He felt the majestic force and great crisis.

The eighth-level demon cultivator shouted loudly, forced himself to calm down, and swung his long sword to meet the flash of sword light. Suddenly, the sword light bloomed with an indescribable clear brilliance, like the Milky Way falling, mysterious and powerful. thousand.

The eighth-level demon cultivator, who had clearly estimated the trajectory of the sword light, unexpectedly cut into the air with one strike. When he was horrified, the sword energy that seemed to be able to astound time turned into simplicity, condensed into a three-foot sword light and struck his body head-on. .

Boom, the eighth-level demon cultivator's body exploded and shattered into powder on the spot!

The seven afterimages merged into one, and when Su An appeared again, he was already behind the eighth-level demon cultivator. At the same time, the bodies of the sixth-level and seventh-level demon cultivators were flying upside down in the air, vomiting blood and gas.

Just now, Su An did not take care of them, but the ultimate killing move of Qinglian Sword Technique was like an avalanche. After all, they were too close. Even if they were only affected by the residual power of the sword energy, the sixth or seventh level cultivation could not bear it. .

With the increased speed and distance created by this sword, Su An successfully jumped out of the encirclement.

Seeing the unparalleled magnificence of Su An's sword just now, the demon cultivators on the left and right all paused in astonishment. The unpredictable and extraordinary power of the sword light shocked them, making them temporarily dazed.

Their highest level of cultivation was only level eight, and they thought that they would not be able to cope with such a killing move, and strong fear involuntarily arose in their hearts.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Chase! Wait, those at level [-] or above should chase, those at level [-] or [-] don't have to join in the fun!" Xiao Xingchu shouted gloomily at the door of a giant tree.

It was just a level [-] demon, surrounded by a dozen elites and attacked. No matter how you looked at it, it was all about killing a chicken with a sledgehammer. I never thought that the other party could use such incredible sword moves to kill the enemy and successfully escape at the same time.

Xiao Xingchu turned back to the tree and came to a stone table etched with formations. As he injected the force to activate the formations, the light circulated, and a light and shadow like a mirror, a flower in the water, and the moon appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The light and shadow quickly stabilized, outlining a beautiful and delicate girl's face. The two high ponytails were clearly visible, and the big shining eyes were breathtaking.

The ancient demon clan has studied deeply in the field of cultivation. Not only did they achieve great results in refining weapons, but they also picked up formations with various effects at their fingertips.

Although the unexpected catastrophe cut off many inheritances, after all, the foundation is still there. There are many formations in the ruins, many of which can be used after repairs.

Xiao Xingchu leaned over and saluted: "To the Holy Envoy, I encountered an evil spirit who was able to kill an eighth-level monk head-on with a fifth-level cultivation level. The technique he used was the 'Green Lotus Sword Technique'.

"If this subordinate is not mistaken, he has mastered the ultimate move of 'Green Lotus Sword Technique'!"

Although he tried his best to be calm, Xiao Xingchu's voice still changed slightly when he said the last sentence.

"Green Lotus Sword Technique" is a top-grade technique, which is easy to practice and difficult to master for elf monks. It is impossible for a human to achieve great success in practice.

There are certain limitations in the practice of its ultimate sword style. Only those who meet special requirements can practice it. If you don't have this speciality, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Xiao Xingchu had to report such a major event in time.

"Describe that person's appearance." The Holy Envoy, who was originally indifferent, brightened up after hearing Xiao Xingchu's words. He immediately became interested and couldn't wait to ask for more details.

After Xiao Xingchu finished describing, the Holy Envoy touched his round and exquisite chin and showed a serious look on his face: "It seems that it is probably that guy.

"Xiao Xingchu, capture him. I want him alive. Send him to me immediately after he is captured!"

Xiao Xingchu bowed and accepted the order.

After turning off the formation, the Holy Envoy turned to look at the old man beside him, his eyes were clear, and he said with excitement:

"The high priest is really amazing. She can spy on the secrets of heaven and calculate all things. She has thrown out so many baits, and now she finally caught an interesting big...small fish!"

The old man with slightly frosted temples said in a gentle tone: "The high priest is naturally powerful, but this is not all her fault. In the past eighteen years, our intelligence network has done more."

The Holy Envoy nodded with a "hmm", but didn't say anything more. He was just full of expectations and dreaming about something with his eyes empty.

After a while, she sighed old-fashionedly, and her wrinkled eyebrows were filled with regret: "If I had known it was him, I should have captured him at all costs when we were in Wumeng Town."

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when!

The swords struck each other, the rune array was blazing brightly, and the collision of the force made a harsh buzz. The shock wave that spread lifted Su An's bangs on his forehead, and also gave his sharp eyes a hint of iron-like fortitude.

Su An slid back a few steps and stared at the eighth-level demon cultivator in front of him who also couldn't stop retreating. He gritted his teeth and a look of ferocity flashed across his brows. As soon as he stabilized his body, he jumped forward again.

Although he successfully jumped out of the initial encirclement, several eighth-level monks still caught up with him.

The opponent was faster than him and followed behind him. Several rounds of gunfire forced him to rely on giant trees and terrain to dodge. As a result, his speed dropped significantly, and he was eventually entangled by the opponent.

Seeing two other eighth-level monks abandoning their guns for knives and approaching with lightning, they will soon join the battle group. Su An knows very well that if he cannot quickly defeat the opponent in front of him, he will be surrounded again in the blink of an eye and will be dead!

puff!

As he rushed forward, Su An exploited a flaw and was stabbed in the waist by the eighth-level demon cultivator. Instead of retreating, he pressed forward with his left arm, pressed the blade of the sword, and stabbed forward with the long sword, stabbing the opponent's abdominal cavity!

The demon cultivator's face was filled with shock. As an eighth-level cultivator, and with a companion who was about to die, he certainly didn't want to trade his life with Su An, but he didn't expect Su An to pounce on him so cruelly, and he was seriously injured due to improper response.

Su An originally wanted to pierce the heart of the eighth-level demon cultivator, but the other party reacted quickly and managed to avoid the critical point at the last moment.

There was a burning pain in his left rib, but Su An refused to let go immediately. Instead, he held the hilt of the sword and stirred it hard, disturbing the demon cultivator's internal organs. Then he kicked the opponent over and pulled out the bloody sword.

After losing his tactical backpack, Su An lost his Force potion. Now not only was there little Force power left, but the bleeding from the wound could not be stopped. It could be described as embarrassing.

Su An escaped in time before the two level eights caught up.

After another round of running, Su An almost got rid of his pursuers with the help of shrubs, mounds, hills and other terrain. However, the wound on his left rib continued to bleed, leaving traces on the ground. His strength became increasingly exhausted, and he was eventually killed. The two are entangled.

There were a few crisp sounds of ping-pong, and the swords and knives kept hitting each other. Su An's face became paler.

With one against two, the battle only lasted a few rounds. Su An had a lot of wounds on his body, but he did not pose a real threat to the two demon cultivators. In this situation, he couldn't even trade his injuries for his life.

呲!

Su An's long sword slashed across the chest of an eighth-level demon cultivator, tearing the opponent's clothes, but only leaving a shallow blood mark on the skin. Another opponent kicked him in the waist and ribs, and his body tilted and fell to the ground. land.

He tried his best to dodge, barely able to avoid the first few knives that followed, but his fists were finally unable to defeat the four hands. Suddenly, a sharp knife struck down with a huge force, and Su An was unable to resist it!

He was unwilling.

In the process of chasing and fighting, Su An never gave up hope, because he was only one step away from level six. As long as he could persist until the moment of breakthrough, he would be able to turn defeat into victory!

He can feel that if he persists for a few more rounds, his cultivation will definitely be able to enter a new world!

But things in the world can never go as one wishes, and timing will never always be on his side. There are not so many coincidences in dangerous battlefields. Now that he failed to advance to level six, he has received a fatal blow!

Even if he survived this slash, he would still be seriously injured and unable to fight back.

Su An's eyes were like fire, and even when he was about to die, he was still angry.

There was a muffled bang, but the long knife did not fall on him. It suddenly flew out when it was only more than ten centimeters away from him! Flying out together with the long sword was the eighth-level monk!

In Su An's red field of vision, a graceful and graceful figure passed by, so fast and powerful that it had the literal beauty of a white horse passing through the gap.

The other party rushed forward and knocked over the eighth-level demon cultivator who almost made him fall into the abyss!

Zheng Nanzhi!

As if hearing the sound of nature and seeing the morning light, Su An's head must be freed from despair. He immediately seized the opportunity to jump up, activated the Qinglian Sword Technique, and struck directly at another eighth-level demon whose movements were stagnant because of Zheng Nanzhi's sudden appearance. build!

When the demon cultivator was shocked, he was attacked by Su An. He was unable to cope with the fierce swordsmanship and was forced to retreat one after another.

At this moment, Zheng Nanzhi left and came back. He abandoned his opponent, turned around and slashed the enemy in front of Su An with a powerful sword!

The eighth-level demon cultivator was injured but not dead. However, Su An and Zheng Nanzhi did not touch up their wounds. Instead, they turned around at the same time and drew out their swords to attack another demon cultivator who was approaching with a knife.

The other party was eager to rescue his comrades, but he didn't expect them to turn around so quickly. In a hurry, they were in chaos. With two pops, the long sword and the long knife hit his body one after another!

The demon cultivator fell to the ground slumped.

At this point, Su An and Zheng Nanzhi turned around in unison and attacked the already seriously injured eighth-level demon cultivator. The latter was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst. Although he managed to cope with it, he was in a panic after just a few moves.

"die!"

Zheng Nanzhi's beautiful and rosy face was full of anger, and her rippling eyes only had murderous intent at the moment. The long sword struck the demon cultivator with the middle door wide open with thunderous force!

puff!

The knife fell, the head rose, and the demon cultivator's body was separated on the spot!