Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 223: Killing Liwei

The Dragon Slashing Knife can cut through the scales and tendons of the dragon, which can be said to be invincible. [First Release]

"Hey!"

Ning Xiaochuan gave an angry blow, and the blade slashed on Lin Zhirong's neck, a fire burst out, making a sound of metal bashing.

Lin Zhirong's neck is like a diamond cast made of iron, and it even cuts the dragon knife.

It just left a white mark on his neck, not even a trace of blood.

This scene stunned many people. Could it be that Lin Zhirong has been refined into a godlike body that is not bad?

The Dragon Slashing Knife is a weapon forbidden in the military. It can cut through all magical powers. Even cutting mysterious iron is as easy as cutting tofu.

However, Lin Zhirong's skin was not cut off?

Ning Xiaochuan's complexion changed slightly. Even if Lin Zhirong had the fourth level of the Refined Realm, his physical body would definitely not be so strong.

No matter how strong it is, can it be stronger than the Shenlong?

The blade was still resting on Lin Zhirong's neck, and Lin Zhirong's face showed a disdainful sneer, "I can't even cut my nine lives without breaking the armor, you are still qualified to fight with me?"

Lin Zhirong is not physically strong enough to be stronger than Shenlong, but because he is wearing a kind of peerless leather armor-Nine Lives Unbreakable Armor.

This kind of leather armor is refined from nine layers of common leathers of warriors in the world of vulgarity, and the nine layers of common leather are refined together to form an armor.

Nine Lives does not break the armor, it can blend with the warrior's skin, melt into the body, and form a whole body.

It is precisely because Lin Zhirong is wearing a nine-life unbreakable armor, so even the Dragon Slashing Sword can't cut his skin.

Unless Wu Zun makes a move, a normal attack will not even hurt Lin Zhirong's skin.

"Wow!"

Lin Zhirong's palm glowed with golden light, and profound energy burst out of his body, turning into golden dragon claws, and one claw hit his chest.

This is a moment of incomparable crisis. If you are touched by the golden dragon claws, your body will suffer severe damage even if it is not torn apart.

"The sun and the moon are the same day!"

A moon and a scorching sun flew out of Ning Xiaochuan's heart, turning into a yin-yang sun-moon scroll, spinning rapidly, forming a huge vortex, pulling the golden dragon claws into the vortex.

With this short delay, Ning Xiaochuan finally won the opportunity to shoot again.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan condensed the lightning power all over his body, his palm almost turned into a thunderball, bombarding the palm of the golden dragon claw, breaking the dragon claw to pieces.

Lin Zhirong's palm was hit, his entire arm was paralyzed, his bones were painful, and the profound energy in his body was shaking.

Although the Dragon Slashing Knife cannot cut through the "Nine Lives Without Breaking Armor", its powerful attack can strike Lin Zhirong's body through the leather armor. (First release)

He stepped back quickly, stepped on the seven-star step, and fell ten feet away, in a defensive posture!

"The Nine Lives Unbreakable Armor is not unbreakable. The absolute strength is enough to shock you to death through a layer of leather armor."

Ning Xiaochuan put away the Dragon Slashing Sword, pressing forward every step of the way, running the Yin-Yang Sun-Moon scroll with both hands, and pressed it towards Lin Zhirong.

This is the ninth magical power born in Ning Xiaochuan's body. Its power is extraordinary. The light of the scorching sun is very dazzling; the light of the moon is extremely cold.

Two extreme powers converge together, just like the sun and the moon in the dark universe are rotating, with the power to shake the heavens and the earth.

Lin Zhirong is naturally fearless, no matter how powerful Ning Xiaochuan's supernatural powers are, after all, there is only the second level of cultivation in the realm of vulgarity.

The difference between two realms is the difference between heaven and earth.

Lin Zhirong once again appeared in the World Treasure Wheel, condensing the virtual images of the dragon elephant, the golden-winged ghost king scorpion, the earth lizard, and the dragon.

Cultivating this martial arts supernatural power, he has swallowed the blood of these four creatures, and can draw on the power of these four creatures.

"Boom!"

Two powerful supernatural powers were fighting each other, completely destroying Lingqi Pavilion, and all the towers fell.

"Who is this kid? He can fight against the young master."

"He is holding the Dragon Slashing Knife. He is probably a member of the court. Maybe he is from the Tushen Camp."

"I heard earlier that Miss Duanmu called him Ning Xiaochuan. Why is this name so familiar? It seems that I have heard it somewhere."

"I feel the same way, and I am familiar with it."

……

Ning Xiaochuan and Lin Zhirong were both extremely fast. They smashed out of the Lingqi Pavilion and fought on Xiaoyao Peak. They chopped up the ancient giant trees, cut off the mountain stream, and rolled down pieces of rocks.

Lin Zhirong's body emits a golden beam of light, condensed into a dragon-shaped magical power, and the light collided on the cliff wall, cutting off a huge cliff stone.

Ning Xiaochuan once again played the "sun and moon in the same sky" martial arts supernatural powers, with a round of scorching sun and a full moon suspended above his head, smashing all the supernatural powers Lin Zhirong had played.

The two battles from supernatural powers to physical attacks, like two ferocious profound beasts.

In their bodies, there are endless powers that can't be exhausted at all.

"Crap! Ning Xiaochuan's injury has not yet healed, and Lin Zhirong must be at a loss if he fights hard." Duanmu Ling'er was a little worried.

Ling'er Duanmu looked up and saw a slender white figure standing at the top of the treetop.

She wears a golden mask on her face, her long black hair resembles a waterfall of tassels, a dragon-shaped profound energy flowing on her body, enveloping her body, and a haze blocking her in front of her, making her look very ethereal and mysterious.

"Your Royal Highness, you quickly stop them from fighting." Duan Mu Ling'er said.

Now, the only person who can stop Ning Xiaochuan and Lin Zhirong is the Demon Sect Saint.

The Sage of the Demon Sect has been staring at the battle between the two of them and didn't plan to take action until this moment.

With a wave of the palm, he struck out a white magical practice, which turned into an ancient bridge connecting heaven and earth, separating Ning Xiaochuan and Lin Zhirong.

"Shoo!"

At this moment, in the darkness, a sword light slashed out, cutting off the ancient bridge.

A tall and thin old man walked out of the woods with a disheveled head. Above his head, there was a snake-shaped mysterious war sword suspended.

His face was full of wrinkles, and he bowed slightly to the saint who was obsessed with the magic door, and said: "Our young master, this is avenging his wife. I hope that the saint will understand the sad mood of the young master at this moment and let him Blade enemy."

The demon saint said coldly: "Camel son, do you dare to do something to me?"

This old man is named "Luotuozi", he is eighty-nine years old, and he is an elder with a strong cultivation base who has no life, and has extremely high prestige in the magic door.

"Don't dare! How dare the old man fight against His Royal Highness, just begging her not to mix this matter." A sharp light flashed from the depths of Camel Zi’s pupils, deep in his heart, he was gentle at this age. The saint does not have much respect.

"Are you threatening me?" said the demon saint.

"Don't dare! It's just...this is indeed a family affair of the Wushengdao. If the Holy Woman has to intervene, the Taoist will hold it down and we will not be able to bear the responsibility."

Luo Tuozi's heart sneered. There is a small girl who wants prestige but no prestige in the magic door, and if there is no merit, do you want to calm people?

What a joke.

How clever the Demon Sect Saintess is, how can she not be able to hear it, Luo Tuozi used the name of the Inanimate Dao Master to suppress her, trying to make her shrink back.

After all, she stayed in the imperial city all the year round. Although she is a saint of the magic door, she has not established her own prestige.

In the magic door, if there is no strong power, these old monsters will not convince you at all.

The Sage of the Demon Gate came to the Cliff of Nine Deaths. She wanted to find a chance to establish her prestige in the Demon Gate. Zhengshou couldn't find a suitable candidate, but she didn't expect that Camel Zi would come to the door by herself.

When people are trying to die, they really can't stop them.

"You Wushengdao is really overbearing, you dare to threaten this saint. This is the following crime, and the sin should be punishable."

The breath of the demon saint's body was cold, and the air between the heavens and the earth became cold, and the temperature dropped rapidly, as if it turned into a big ice cellar.

The moisture in the air condenses into ice crystals and merges into snowflakes.

The arm of the demon saint is covered with white rain of flowers, converging into a torrent of snowflakes, and slashing towards the camel's son.

"Since Her Royal Highness wants to ask for advice on martial arts, the camel son is showing his ugliness."

Luotuozi has a cultivation base close to the realm of the earth, and his combat power is comparable to half of a martial arts. Naturally, he would not put the little girl of the magic door saint in his eyes, sneered, and slashed the serpentine war sword Get out.

The sword aura raged like a tsunami, forming a huge snake head, emitting a bright and dazzling light.

The war sword smashed the snowflakes into pieces, and with an extremely sharp aura, it slammed into the heart of the demon saint.

"Huh!"

A white figure galloped down and fell directly in front of Camel Zi. A snow-white and beautiful palm pinched the serpentine war sword in his hand.

Pinch the profound weapon war sword with your hand!

What a fast speed.

Luotuozi's face changed slightly, and she was about to retract her sword and back away.

However, the snake-shaped war sword in his hand was strongly snatched by the magic door saint, pinched in her hand, cut it with a sword, and cut off one of the camel’s arms, dripping blood from his shoulders. flow.

"Ah!"

Luo Tuozi made a deep scream, staggered back, and was shocked to the extreme. Why is this little girl so strong?

The Sage of the Demon Sect fell on the ground, holding the snake-shaped war sword in her hand, pushing up step by step, placing the war sword on the camel’s neck, cutting out a crimson blood mark, and said coldly: " What kind of status are you? This saint doing things, you are qualified to teach me what to do?"

"Don't dare...Don't dare..." Camel Zi's eyes were horrified, and he held back the pain on his shoulders, and his body kept backing away.

The battle sword is placed on his neck, and the sword energy is swallowed on the blade, and he can chop off his head at any time.

The magic door saint said: "Kneel down!"

"You..."

Luo Tuo Zi felt humiliated in his heart~IndoMTL.com~ He clenched his teeth tightly without kneeling down.

He is a great figure in the Demon Sect, even if he sees the Taoist Master of Wushengdao, he doesn't need to kneel and salute.

"If you don't kneel, you will die."

The demon saint behaved very powerfully, and a terrifying cold burst out of her body, freezing the blood of the camelzi's whole body to stiff, making his body tremble with fright.

The war sword pierced Luotuozi's neck and went an inch deep, and the blood dripped down like a drop, forming a small pool of blood in front of Luotuozi.

"Boom!"

In the end, the camel son buckled his legs and fell to the ground.

"Huh!"

With a wave of the war sword of the Sage Saintess, the head of the camel flew out and fell into the grass like a ball.

Head, when flying out. Luo Tuozi's eyes were still wide, and he didn't understand to death. He had already knelt down, why was he still killed?