Chapter 435 Sword

After the two strange rays burst out from Ouyang's cold chest, they immediately rushed into the air and rushed into the clouds in the sky in an instant.

No one knows where the light went, but when they turned back again and returned to Ouyang Xiao Leng's hand, two brand-new swords were formed in his hand.

"Kying gods, defeating demons!"

After Ouyang Xiao Leng said the names of these two swords, all the light returned to the two sword bodies. He put his hands together, and the two swords immediately melted into one, which was a sword with the power of god-smage and demon-revecible power at the same time.

It is a weapon that once belonged to the god Qiansu. It has been sealed in the crown of the demon king and can kill all life in the three worlds. And the sword body is not cast by any entity, but the blood of the god Qiansu and part of the bones. In addition to killing the god Qiansu, this sword can even take its own life.

The reason why Tianshen Qiansu wants to seal this sword in the crown of the demon king is his plan. The fall of the four gods thousands of years ago has worried him. If the power of betraying himself appears again in the divine realm one day, it is likely to plunge the three worlds into a catastrophe. On that day, he stripped part of the soul of his son rosefinch, but he didn't want to be escaped by him, which also left a hidden danger.

He needs a completely fair, selfless subordinate with absolute power. At the moment when he feels shaken, he can stand up and save the three worlds in water and fire, and the demon king fox, who used to be the silver fox god, is the best candidate.

It's just that the first two generations of demon king fox did not call out the devil, but the third generation of demon king fox Ouyang Xiao Leng, who has the blood of gods, demons and human beings, touched this ancient and powerful seal. He couldn't help but do so. He also easily combined the two completely different forces in the two swords of killing gods and defeating demons to obtain the final form.

"The sword?! How come?!!"

Qingyun recognized this sword. In the memory of the rosefinch he has, it can be seen that the rosefinch loves this sword very much. He, who had always been silent in front of his father and several other brothers, didn't even know that he once asked his father for the sword, but Tianshen Qiansu did not mean to give it to him, and later the sword was not only missing.

He never thought that the god Qiansu actually gave this sword to the demon king fox. Even if he was no longer a rosefinch, but a green tiger beast now, thinking about this matter still made him feel uncomfortable.

This kind of feeling is what he should not have. From the moment he occupied the body of the green tiger beast and gave himself a new name "Qingyun", his grudge against the past has long been cut off, and the only thing left is boundless hatred.

At this time, the light surrounded by the sword in Ouyang Xiao Leng's hand faded a little, and Xia Qiu in the distance was able to see the appearance of the sword clearly.

The whole sword is longer than the night god ice, about four to five feet. The whole body is the ice blue of the god-sword, but the sword has a red and black texture. The texture spread down to the hilt of the sword, forming an orchid-shaped cyclone wrapped around the injury of Ouyang Xiaolen holding the sword. This cyclone can not only protect the hand of the swordsman, but also help him integrate with the whole swordman sword.

From the moment Ouyang Xiao Leng held it, he felt the power constantly transmitted to him from the sword body to the hilt. That power not only gave him a new feeling, but also played a role in controlling the power of gods and demons in his body.

His confidence is stronger than just now, and his breath is gradually stable. With the powerful power of the sword as the backing, he was determined not to wait any longer and took the initiative to attack the demon Qingyun.

Qingyun took it with a hard time to catch the sword cut by Ouyang Xiao Leng. The two seemed to be frozen in place, but in fact, they imagined thousands of possible attacks and defenses in their hearts.

In the process of competing with him, Qingyun launched the evil spirit in his body and spread along his arm to Ouyang Xiao Leng's arm. The evil gas looks like gas, but when it is close to the skin, it is like an invisible knife, or a very thin steel needle, piercing into Ouyang Xiao's cold skin and attacking the heart along his blood.

If he is attacked by this evil spirit into his heart, it will definitely cause him a heavy damage, and he has to be forced to withdraw his anger.

"The old man Qiansu actually left this sword to you, which is really a violent thing! You don't deserve this sword at all!" Qingyun said sarcastically.

"I don't deserve this sword, let's not say, but now it's me who holds it and fights you, and you don't even have a chance to touch it! Now, I will give you this opportunity. The moment you come into contact with Tan Teng is the time of your death!"

Ouyang Xiaolang was not provoked by Qingyun's words. When he had absolute power, his heart and vision naturally became extremely open, and his emotions were no longer affected by the enemy's words.

Qingyun jumped suddenly, came to Ouyang Xiao Leng, and waved the tiger's roaring sword horizontally.

Ouyang Xiao Leng rotated into the air and introduced a light from the sky. The light may have just flown from the crown of the demon king in his chest to the sky, or it may just come from the sun.

Qingyun felt that the light inhaled by the sky was so dazzling that he couldn't look directly at it. He just blinked his eyes slightly and was stabbed in the abdomen.

Sure enough, it is a sword that can kill gods and defeat demons. The injury caused by it is different from any injury. The pain seems to make his three souls and seven souls almost leave the skin in an instant. He knew that if he really died under the sting, it meant that his soul would be scattered and there would be no chance to recover.

He tried to move backwards, so that Yan Teng pulled out of his abdomen, and the blood splashed in the air, dyeing Ouyang Xiao's cold hand, cheeks and clothes holding the sword red.

The evil spirit contained in the blood was too heavy, and the clothes were instantly burned into large and small holes. And Ouyang Xiao Leng's arms and face also seemed to be burned by it, but because of the power of gods and demons in his body and the protection of burning, those burns recovered in an instant.

Qingyun supported the ground with a tiger roaring sword and gasped. Such an awkward moment was extremely rare for him. The last time he was seriously injured was in a duel with the original demon king Hu Li.

"It's really a dragon!" His body was tortured by severe pain, but his face was still smiling.

This pain made him obsessed. He suddenly remembered that the moment when Shen Qiansu separated himself from the soul of the rosefinch, he also had such a painful feeling.

"Ha ha, I just experienced it again..."

Qingyun said to himself, which made Ouyang Xiao Leng confused.

He was all about taking advantage of the victory to take Qingyun down. This was the best time. He waved the sky continuously and wanted the devil Qingyun to launch an impenetrable attack.

Qingyunming had not yet recovered from the previous sword. His whole body seemed to be wobbly, and even his eyes became trance, but he successfully resisted Ouyang Xiao Leng's round of attacks.

Although Ouyang Xiao Leng knew for a long time that it would not be so easy to defeat Qingyun, after all, neither his grandfather nor his father had succeeded, but he never thought that he would still have this strength after suffering the heavy damage.

The yin teng in his hand suddenly began to flash, as if it was giving him some hint. Because this sword has always been sealed in the crown of the demon king and has followed Li and Ouyang Hongye successively, it has the memory of following them.

And these memories are being passed on from the sky to Ouyang Xiao Leng, including how Li caused his serious injury in the decisive battle with Qingyun hundreds of years ago, and his father's battle with him. It turned out that his father was not defeated by his injury because of his poor strength. Before Qingyun entered the Chenji Palace, he and his mother had been seriously injured by Qingyun's men who suddenly appeared in the Chenji Palace by using the secret channel.

When Qingyun appeared, the two of them were already tired from the long battle, but in order to save the Chenji Palace and delay the time for his son Ouyang Xiao Leng in exchange for a glimmer of life, they chose to stay and fight to the end.

"It's really despicable!"

Ouyang's cold red pupils suddenly returned to gray-blue, and at the same time, a whole set of swordsmanship combining Grandpa Li and his father Ouyang Xueye naturally appeared in his mind.

He and Yan Teng followed the guidance of this set of swordsmanship and attacked Qingyun again. This set of swordsmanship is not limited to killing the opponent with one move. Sometimes it is as light as a dragonfly. The changes are not coherent, but there is always an invisible force running through it.

Ouyang Xiao Leng knew that it was the power of Grandpa Li and his father Ouyang Xueye. Even if this power was only left in the crown of the demon king, and then condensed in the spirit, it had made him extremely powerful.

The wounds on Qingyun's body are increasing, and the sword gently breaks the tendons and blood vessels on his body, which is gradually weakening his strength.

How can he be willing to work hard for thousands of years and experience countless storms, but lose to the hands of a hairy boy? But his will or not doesn't seem to matter, because under the huge power gap, his defeat has long been doomed.

Ouyang Xiao Leng's offensive finally stopped, because the twisted body in front of him had lost the ability to fight back. He knelt down heavily to the ground, and the blood flowed down the wounds on his body to the ground, and the evil spirits in his body were also spreading rapidly towards the earth.

His blood and evil spirit seem to be a kind of promoter, making the poisonous vines soaring towards the sky and the king city in the distance more active, and even where they fight, they can feel the tremor of the earth.

"It's too late. The poison has taken root and sprouted, the divine pillar is dripping blood, and the poisonous demon world is doomed to be destroyed! Although I can't let the divine realm and the world die together, there will always be someone to replace me! Hahahaha!" Qingyun looked up to the sky and laughed. His hand held the tiger roaring sword tightly and refused to fall down.

Ouyang Xiao Leng jumped up, penetrated the sky from Qingyun's chest, and nailed him to the ground.

Qingyun stretched out a hand to the sky, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end, his hand fell with the end of life and the dissipation of the soul.