Chapter 273 Peerless Demon

In a palace, two women are fighting with an old man in black. One of them is as cold as frost, and the other is a girl in a white crane cloak. She is beautiful and free from vulgarity, green silk like a waterfall, tied with red rope, and her eyes look like almonds.

This woman is not someone else, but has several relationships with Moke, the best friend of the seventh princess, He Jingjing.

It was a thin old man who fought with them. His figure like a bamboo pole exudes a sharp breath all the time. His eyes are cold, his wrinkled face is covered with a layer of frost, and his white mottled and slender eyebrows flutters wildly with the wind.

"The reckless universe must be recreated, and the wind and thunder will rise in the sinking world." The old man chanted, like thunder roaring, and pouring mountains and seas.

A strange long sword in its palm is depicted with many patterns, like gold and iron and iron. The immense sword spirit rises to the sky, bursting out infinite light and shaking unprecedented sharpness, like a sharp lightning, piercing through the darkness and tearing the sky.

"Crane Dance World!"

In the face of this blow, He Jingjing and another woman suddenly held hands and flew like a white crane dance, containing a wonderful charm. She dodged repeatedly and finally avoided this dangerous blow.

Although it is one or two enemies, He Jingjing is in an absolute weak position. If it hadn't been for the ingenious and mysterious body, she would have been defeated by the old man.

"Hahaha.... Evil! Why don't you be ambush?"

With a long roar, the strange sword in the old man's hand shook, as if he had really become a cold killing god. A casual action implied murder, and the decisive breath of killing surrounded it. A sword stabbed out like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and the dragon and snake dancing, all-pervasive and defenseless.

"Feather flies all over the sky..."

Looking at each other, He Jingjing and the woman took action together, and pieces of crystal snow-like crane feathers appeared, emitting white light, light and floating all over the world.

These crane feathers are like snow falling, but there is a strange force in the beauty. They keep rotating, touching and hitting the strange sword of the old man, which actually changed his sword and swing to one side. Moke's eyes were very sharp, but he saw that there were already small cracks and flaws on the white feathers.

"Bad old man! Why do you have to chase after it? Don't rush our sisters. Everyone is dead and will fall into the Temple of War! How about this? Let's hand over half of the God of War order, and you leave immediately!" He Jingjing's silver teeth clenched anxiously.

When the thin old man heard the words, he smiled coldly and said hoarsely, "Huh! Demons and evil people, don't talk nonsense! Today, I will kill the two of you and make the old demon He Mingyue feel sorry for you!"

Obviously, this skinny old man has a grudge against He Jingjing, not just for the order of God of War.

Moke has been hiding and watching. Seeing that He Jingjing and the woman were about to be defeated, there was a sense of compassion in his heart, and his body shook and directly appeared.

"Amitabha... This benefactor, please look at the little monk's face. How about letting these two female benefactors go? Appearing in shape, Moke put his hands together and said.

"What kind of person!"

A sudden appearance of a man in the palace suddenly made the three people who were fighting stunned. They each waved and retreated.

Coarse, He Jingjing gathered with the woman and saw that it was Moke. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help shouting happily, "Little bald head, it's you!"

"Amitabha... Female benefactor, we meet again. Moke nodded and responded with a smile.

retreated, and the thin old man's face was as gloomy as water at this time. Since He Jingjing knew Moke, it was impossible for him to kill the two again. He could sense the momentum of Moko rolling like a long river and knew that he was a strong Buddhist.

Despite this, the thin old man did not want such a failure and said harsh words again.

"Little monk, which temple are you from? It's simply unacceptable to collude with demons! I am Zhou Changsheng, the elder of the Tongtian Sword School, and I have a great hatred with these two evil teachers!" The fierce god stared at Moko viciously, and the thin old man was like a fierce god.

With a light smile, Moke said indifferently, "Amitabha, the benefactor, the little monk is Moke of Dafan Temple. My Buddha pays attention to compassion. What's the difference between your wanton killing and the outsider? Moreover, if there is a debt, please don't retaliate against others at will.

"Good, good... Little monk, you are indeed a nest of evil snakes and rats! Don't worry, after fighting right and evil, I will spread a good reputation for you!" As soon as he stepped on the ground with his toes, the thin old man flashed like lightning and quickly exited the palace.

"Hee hee..... Thank you, little bald head! Well... Are you so strong now? Have you reached the peak of Yuanfo? This is my sister He Hanyue.

Seeing Moko repel the strong enemy for them, He Jingjing laughed and opened her mouth and pulled in the relationship with Moko. Originally, it was a coincidence that Moke nodded and perfunctorily wanted to save the two. Moke directly and decisively rejected He Jingjing's proposal to join hands, and then left the palace with one step.

This time, Moko stepped into an empty palace. When he was about to leave, the passage of the palace was closed in vain and trapped him in it. In this regard, Moko was not surprised. He simply hid his body with Vientiane invisible beads, sat cross-legged, and retreated.

Just as Moke was temporarily trapped in a palace and practiced safely, Yuanying's battlefield was filled with a bloody and horrible atmosphere!

There are 2,000 Yuanying's battlefields that have broken into it now, and most of them are the peak strength of Yuanying in the later period, constantly fighting and obtaining the Order of God of War. Some seriously injured or irresistible practitioners will even abandon the Order of the God of War and choose to abstain.

Fighting, fighting, hiding, escaping, begging for mercy, abstaining, every moment, with the continuous connection and closure of the 999 palaces, it is staged all the time.

Originally, many practitioners in the Yuanying period were still constantly receiving the order of God of War and fighting, hoping to get good results. However, with the passage of these days, almost seven or eight layers of people were covered with a thick haze and lingering.

In many palaces, there are even some ferocious mummified corpses, which exude a bloody and cold smell all over their bodies, which is chilling.

These traces are obviously done by the same person!

In the battlefield of Yuanying, there is a terrible demon who constantly slaughters and kills the enemy. His strength is unremeacious!

Then, everyone found a strange thing. The horrible and murderers were all right people.

Driven by panic and fear, many righteous practitioners like scattered sand, Taoists and Buddhism began to quietly converge into small groups, wanting to unite and jointly resist the evil demons. However, this result not only did not work, but also made the righteous practitioners more and more tragic!

"This is an anti-sky infancy demon, which is irresistible!" Gradually, this idea emerged in everyone's minds.

No one of the righteous practitioners in the Yuanying period has seen the appearance of that fierce demon, and everything he saw died tragically. Of course, there are many strong people who have seen this peerless demon.

The tall and majestic body is covered with blood, and the face is covered. The evil spirit sweeps the world, and the action is shocking, and no one can stop it. This is the common memory of all the evil people who have seen the fierce demon.

In a palace, at this time, two strong men of Confucianism were gathering together, looking at a majestic body in front of them with a terrible look on their faces.

This is a body wrapped in endless blood light, tall and burly, emitting endless evil spirit, staring coldly at the two strong Confucians in front of him, stretching out a finger and making a hoarse sound.

"Kill!"

Booming...

With this sound, a blood light shot out and made a thunderous noise, which was like a blood thunder. Instead of evil breath, it revealed a vast and masculine smell.

This blood light was so horrible that it shot out at a terrible speed, and then suddenly hanged it. Two Confucian strongmen with strength in the later stage of Yuanying screamed, withered all over their bodies and turned into two mummified corpses.

"Puff! "Puff!"

The dull landing on the ground, the two mummified corpses emitted a strong bloody evil spirit.