The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1002: The sky is falling apart

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Shoo!

As if a black electric light pierced the sky, Baili Yuyu raised his hand and grabbed it, and with a puff, he firmly held the black sword in his hand.

The black streamer exudes a weird color in the hot space, and the faintly clear soft chant, like a devil's singing, makes a heart-wrenching sound in the whole world.

The eyelids twitched slightly, Baili Yuyu stared at the shaking of the long sword, but was stunned. Because he had already seen that the texture and spirituality of this sword were as good as the Heaven Splitting Sword in the hands of the ancestor and the Burning Heaven Sword in Muronglie's hands.

This is the magic weapon!

But...Which state is this magic soldier, why have I never seen it before, or even heard of it? Is there such a weird weapon with black stripes among the Five State Warriors?

Muronglie, who was on the opposite side, saw it, and couldn't stop shaking his eyelids, his eyes full of incredible color. At the same time, the Burning Heaven Sword in his hand groaned softly along with the black sword's groan.

It was like encountering some natural enemy, exuding gurgling flames and evil spirits!

"What's going on, what happened to this Burning Heaven Sword?" Taking a deep look at the trembling blade in his hand, Murong Lie couldn't help frowning tightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. Er: "Why is this Excalibur so excited today? It's not as peaceful as usual. Even if we met with other divine soldiers before, nothing like this happened before, but how could it happen today..."

Muronglie was puzzled, but Zhuo Fan knew it!

The magic weapon was of course excited when he saw this magic sword. After all, although this magic sword is the body of the sword, the spirit of the sword has long since changed and is no longer what it used to be.

The five sage soldiers who had been refining together successfully, when they met again, they were completely different, let alone swords, even ordinary people would be surprised if they saw them.

The disadvantage is that the Excalibur Sword Spirit cannot speak, otherwise, when I saw the Great Sky Sword, which has been greatly changed, I immediately spit out: "Why, where is the kid who dares to occupy the magpie's nest? , Occupying my brother's place, what about my brother?"

"Hehehe...dead!"

"How did you die?"

"It was destroyed by my master, who told it to be disobedient..."

Well, it should be this scene!

A wicked arc was drawn across the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Fan listened to the sword chants of the two long swords, filling up their conversation in his head, but he smiled awkwardly.

It's a pity, although the two swords are hostile, the owner of the sword doesn't know where they are, and he is deadly confused.

"Since the Excalibur is in your hands, what are you doing in a daze!"

The two people in the air were both stunned by the sound of the sword chant, motionless, Zhuo Fan still walked along, but suddenly shouted loudly, sounding like a bell, deaf and deaf!

The body couldn't help shaking, Baili Yuyu came back to his senses, looking at the magic sword in his hand, the corner of his mouth suddenly drew an arc of excitement. At this moment, she was finally able to fight Murong Lie happily, and she no longer suffered from that wimp!

At this moment, everyone has a magic sword in hand, who is afraid of whom?

Thinking about this, Baili Yuyu immediately poured his full power into the divine sword, and the soft moan of that sky-grabbing devil sword became more intense. At last, they rushed into the weather, shot out from the tip of the sword, and went straight to the clouds.

In an instant, thunderous riots, and the sound of the wind rumbling, as the sword gas soared into the sky, the sky that had become completely crimson once again was torn a bright gap from the middle, silver light suddenly appeared, mixed with thunderous sword gas. Scattered in all directions, shattering the surrounding fire clouds and turning them into nothingness.

It's just a breath of work, already hitting a piece of my own sky. Although the sky was very small, it was only one-third of the area of ​​the fire cloud, but it was completely different from the previous one. After all, this has shown that Baili Yuyu has the power of a battle, and it is no longer a person who can be slaughtered within ten strokes.

And Muronglie is not just like the one who covered the sky with one hand, and held the sky!

Both of them are holding divine swords and confronting each other. It is impossible for this battle to end in a short time...

The evil smile crossed the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Fan slowly waved his hand, and continued to hold Que'er's little hand, and walked forward leisurely, the pace is still brisk: "The two of you fight slowly, take one step first, huh. Haha..."

He couldn't help but twitched fiercely. Muronglie looked at Zhuo Fan's back, who was walking away, with a dark anger in his heart, but then looked at Baili Yuyu who stood in front of him with a sword. , There was still a provocative evil smile at the corner of his mouth, but there was no other way, and he sighed helplessly.

"It seems that this time, it is really difficult to end it as soon as possible..."

"Yes, within ten strokes, you can't beat me. A hundred strokes and a thousand strokes are not necessarily the same, hehehe..."

With a grin, Baili Yuyu immediately swiped his sword light and rushed towards Murong Lie: "Patriarch Murong, this girl has never used a magic sword against an enemy in her life. This time she just met a well-matched opponent. , You can accompany grandma and aunt for two tricks, hahaha..."

Damn it, now I'm a sparring partner!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but Murong Lie gave a bitter smile and shook his head, watching the excited Baili Yuyu rushing forward. He also sighed helplessly and rushed up.

At this moment, Muronglie knew that it would be difficult to keep Zhuo Fan, and he didn't want to fight, but Baili Yuyu got the magic sword to use, but he was excited, just about to practice his hand, but he had to fight.

So, a somewhat frustrated man and a cheerful woman ran into each other, but Ding Ling fought against each other.

Suddenly, there was a huge earthquake, mountains and rivers swayed, thunder and lightning flashed, and fire burned for nine days. The two people who were originally at the Sword King level, then held the Excalibur in their hands to fight, this station was really broken, the sea was dry and the stone was rotten, and an apocalyptic scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Everywhere the two of them went, they were all anxious and destroyed, and their lives were burnt. Even if the two of them didn't pass by, it was just the aftermath that made everything disappear into nothingness.

This battle was so fierce that no one saw it, because no one dared to watch the battle between the two sword king masters unless they didn't want to live.

Even the two daughters of Murongxue and Luo'er, once the battle between the two began, they already hurriedly fled. They didn't even have the courage to look back, only the constant bombardment in their ears. The ears of both were deafened.

But even so, they escaped so fast that they were almost involved in the earth-shattering battlefield, with no bones left.

As for Zhuo Fan, he disappeared into the sluggish smoke without looking back. Murong Xue wanted to keep up, but couldn't find it.

This battle happened to cut off all the clues of Zhuo Fan, making Zhuo Fan a rootless person again, a mysterious figure that no one can find...

Call!

Before the smoke billowed, a car stopped suddenly, Zhuo Fan pulled Queer into the car leisurely, and then the car drove away again.

The guard in the car took a look at Zhuo Fan, and then at the shocking tremor outside the car, all of them looked horrified, and said with a puzzled look: "My dear, sir, what is going on? Just after doing a good job in Fengshuang Town, I encountered Bingcone landing and hurried to escape. As expected, the whole town was ruined, and we were still worried about Mr.'s safety. But now it’s okay. This is the collapse of the world. Is the end of the world here? There are Leimang volcanoes everywhere, so let people live?"

"Don't get in the way, continue to drive your car, Leng Yu Sword King is fighting Murong Lie!" Slowly waved his hand, Zhuo Fan couldn't help chuckling, but his face was brushed and pale.

However, the rest of the people seemed to have not noticed yet, with a look of surprise: "What, Murong Lie, the sword **** of Lieyang? How did you provoke him, sir, what happened?"

"It's nothing, I was accidentally stared at, puff..." Slowly waved his hand, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal, but suddenly he shook his body and spit out a mouthful of red blood.

The pupils couldn't help but shrink, everyone was shocked: "Sir, you..."

"Father, you just..." Eyelids trembled slightly, and Que'er also looked worried.

He smiled and waved his hand, Zhuo Fan exhaled, took a pill from the ring, and said quietly: "It's not in the way, I just have a grievance that deserves it, let's continue on the road! "

Looking at each other, the others didn't understand. Therefore, only Que'er understood everything and sighed, leaning against Zhuo Fan's arms, with a look of pity on her face.

The world is still trembling constantly, and strong fluctuations are rapidly spreading to the surroundings. The aftermath of the two masters of the sword king level is destructively extending to every corner of the surroundings, and no one is spared.

Only a car driven by four or five panicked third-level spirit beasts, on the bumpy road, galloping all the way...

Ten days from now!

On the blizzard avenue, a beautiful shadow flashed suddenly, and immediately appeared in front of a non-stop car. Without a word, he pulled the door of the car and got in, but it was a hundred miles of rain.

The people in the car, apart from Zhuo Fan and his daughter, are just a few familiar guards.

When they saw her back, everyone didn't realize that their eyes lit up, and they smiled: "Miss Yuyu, you are finally back. Your husband has been mentioning you before, afraid of what happened to you, ha ha ha..." /

"Is he afraid of something wrong with me?"

Slantingly glanced at Zhuo Fan, whose face was slightly pale. Baili Yuyu was a little surprised, but he still curled his mouth and sneered, "He should take care of himself. I think he is almost the same after the accident! White, hurt?"

A faint smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and Zhuo Fan made no comment: "The soul is hurt, and it will be fine in about a month!"

"Tsk tusk... fool!" Reluctantly shook his head, Baili Yuyu took a deep look at Zhuo Fan, and laughed: "Who told you to take Murongxue's trick with your spirit, obviously Similarly, don’t you let go of your soul and look for death?"

With a nonchalant smile, Zhuo Fan didn't care at all: "I want to pay her back. If I don't use my own fatal part to take her trick, how can I pay it back?"