Chapter 26 Forgetfulness
The five generals of the demon realm, the wind demon, the thunder demon, the water demon, the dust demon, and the fire demon with a broken arm, the five generals of the demon realm have all been dispatched for the mysterious book.
The wind demon stood under the clouds with his palms slightly open, and the dozens of tornadoes from all sides stopped and slowly twisted and rotated in place.
"The Purple Xiao Sword School is really strong, and this time even the mysterious leader Yi Yun has also been dispatched.
The four of us can't beat you, but it's still no problem to deal with your subordinates.
The wind demon is condescending and secluded.
"That's right. If Yi Yun is in charge of the teaching, it's not too late to repent now, otherwise, hehe... Papa!" Wind Devil Zuo, a petite woman with a peach-faced face, smiled and gently clapped her hands. The applause was not loud, but in this noisy environment, it was actually audible.
Da Da Da!!! The sound of neat footsteps came from the four fields. In an instant, many figures emerged from the sky, the ground, and the mountains. These people were uniformly dressed in black armor, and a stream of gray fog flowed on their body, like a layer of water waves.
The people of the Zixiao Sword School brought by the purple shirt have been surrounded by the people in the demon realm.
A pair of bright eyes stared fiercely at the people of the Zixiao Sword School below.
"Hehehe..." Yi Yun smiled and said, "With these people, how dare you be presumptuous in front of my Purple Sword School?" The chuckling suddenly turned into a wild laugh. Yi Yun laughed loudly. Xi'er, the purple shirt also leaned back and down with a smile, and the purple shirt exaggeratedly hugged her stomach and cried for pain.
"Have you several emperors of the Demon Realm have never told you that when facing the head of the Zixiao Sword School, don't try the sea of people tactics?" Yi Yun smiled suddenly and looked at the sky indifferently.
"Hmm, I'll tell you, even one person on the right can kill all of you."
The purple shirt proudly pointed to the five generals of the devil's realm like a treasure.
The purple shirt is full of laughter, and the lovely expression on her face makes people really can't take what she said seriously.
But there is a chill in the heart of the five generals of the demon realm, including Fengyun Wuji.
Fengyun Wuji's eyes swept around and found that there were at least thousands of people in the demon realm, and each person's martial arts were not weak, at least hundreds of thousands of years of skills.
The strong have millions of years of power.
A person kills so many people. Is this man a god?" Yiyun, there are too many people. My martial arts can only be killed one by one. No matter how fast it is, it will take some time. I won't do it this time. You can handle them all by yourself.
Kill them all!" He was willing to smile, but the content of the words made everyone feel cold. This woman regards human life like grass mustard. This kind of expression is definitely something that has been killed by a considerable number of people.
"Ming'er, add, you guys protect the purple shirt. Everyone in the Beiluo Zixiao Sword Sect must not interfere in this competition. You all sit down and recite the internal skills of my Beiluo Zixiao Sword Sect!" Yiyun's voice spread all over the world, and he seemed to be ready to take action. All the doormen sent by Zixiao were excited. They sat down without hesitation when they heard the words. They all moved up and down in the north, and a stream of purple light burst out of their bodies.
Yi Yun raised his head, and the rainwater slipped down his long hair from his forehead, which was the only expression in his eyes.
"Forget and kill the realm, the special realm starts!" Yiyun's indifferent voice echoed between heaven and earth, and the faces of the five demons changed greatly.
"Slow down! ..." The face of the female water demon in the five demons changed greatly, and she was anxious to stop Yi Yun, but it was too late. A strange aura contained the whole sky and the earth, and a strong murderous intention enveloped the world. The sky seemed to be darker and the dark clouds were even lower.
Fengyun Wuji suddenly felt that a peerless sword was coming towards him. It was a fierce sword that had been hammered after countless killings. The violent breath was boundless, and it wanted to make people crazy and make people pluck the sword.
Boom! The silver snake in the sky rushed, an electric light passed by, and the four fields suddenly lit up. The wind and clouds were stunned to find countless strange weapons floating in the air, reflecting a sharp light in the electric light.
Thunderbolt! ! Another flash of lightning, the strange weapons all over the sky suddenly shot down from the sky at a faster speed than when they were shot. The fields screamed endlessly, and there was a faint sound of the sharp object breaking the body.
The lightning suddenly stopped, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the earth became brighter again, but the rain was still rolling.
"I like rain! Every time it rains, there is always the impulse to make me dance the sword!" Yi Yun opened his hands and danced in the wind in purple clothes. He stretched out his right hand to catch a grain of rain and said softly indifferently.
Feng Yun Wuji's eyes quickly moved away from Yi Yun's body and quickly glanced at it in four times, shocking! Strong shock! . Countless people in the surrounding mountains were pierced by their own weapons and nailed into the mountain. The blood dyed the whole mountain red like a stream, and then flowed down the shell of the mountain.
On the mountain, on the ground, it is full of corpses, everyone's eyes are wide open, and panic is their only expression.
"What kind of martial arts is this? Why did they all die of their own weapons? Why did I just feel that the true qi in my body was out of control and seemed to break out of my body? ...So many people kill in an instant, how is this possible!!!" Fengyun Wuji's heart was full of doubts. Yiyun, Xi'er, purple shirt, these people were all coated with a layer of mysterious fog in his eyes. The martial arts of these people completely covered his traditional understanding of martial arts.
"You actually killed them! ..." The water demon said angrily, and all the five generals of the demon realm were stunned at the corpses all over the ground, with an incredible expression in their eyes.
"Let's go! Beiluo Zixiao Mountain is destined to bleed into a river today!" The wind demon snorted coldly and turned around and wanted to leave.
The purple shirt cleverly put on a purple fur windbreaker for Yiyun, put his hands tightly around Yiyun's waist, turned around and showed a sweet smile, and said to the five demons, "Yiyun has shown mercy. If not, you would have been like them. You would have collapsed on the ground. Beiluo Zixiao forgot the power of It's not something you demons can resist.
Hehe..." "Yiyun, why don't I kill them all, hehe, how dare you threaten us."
Xi'er said with a smile, slowly took out a pair of purple gloves from her arms and put them on slowly.
"Ha ha, forget it, they are just little people, and it's not worth our fight! Let's spare them for the time being!" Yiyun's words are peaceful, but it makes the five demons feel humiliated far more than Xi'er, but think that one side is in charge of the Zixiao Sword School, and the other side is only the five generals of the Demon Realm, the gap between the status of the two sides, and the predestined power gap.
"Let's go. Although we haven't completed the task this time, it is also an unexpected harvest. The martial arts of the head of the Beiluo Zixiao Sword School are so strange and strong, which is also a big gain.
... This man is such a deep city. In the past, everyone underestimated the sect composed of the ascists.
The fire demon picked up the broken arm on the ground, followed the four demons behind him and left. Before leaving, he turned around fiercely and stared at him fiercely, and then left unwillingly.