"Bang."

A loud bang rang out at this moment.

The leader of the Demon actually used his body to withstand Ning Qingxue's sword.

"You little girl, you are quite strong."

The body of the demon leader trembled slightly.

The sword that Ning Qingxue stabbed just now caused some trauma to his origin.

I am still too conceited.

"Swish."

A black light passed by.

The leader of the Demon finally put away the look of underestimating the enemy in his eyes.

Start to take advantage of the speed that I am most proud of as a demon.

Speed ​​has always been the advantage and strength of the demon.

The leader of the Demon is the strongest among the many Demons, and is even the best among them.

"Compared to speed?"

Ning Qingxue raised her eyebrows lightly, which also stimulated spiritual power.

The whole person turned into a stream of light, and his speed and power were no less than that of the demon leader.

"So fast?"

Watching his master and the demon leader shuttle through the sky.

From time to time, two torrents of energy collided and confronted each other.

Ling Qingchen also swung his arms lightly.

The magic sword obtained by Bao Zitong suddenly appeared in his hands.

After all, this is his former sword, and it is very easy to use it at this time.

There is no sense of disgust.

"Swish."

A trace of fierceness flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

The magic sword in his hand drew a sharp sword light.

The sword light containing the tremendous power, combined with the space laws mastered by Ling Qingchen, locks in the void.

It slashed hard on the demon leader.

In an instant, the space was broken.

The figure of the demon leader suddenly flew out into the distance like a kite with a broken string.

"You...you kid is doing sneak attacks, not being moral!"

The demon leader, who was injured by Ling Qingchen's sword light, stared at Ling Qingchen with anger.

My body seemed to start trembling slightly because I was too angry.

I had already struggled with this kid's master one-on-one.

Now, we have to deal with this brat's sneak attack.

This is clearly about putting oneself to death!

"War is a dirty game.

And I am a dirty player.”

Ling Qingchen looked at the leader of the Demon with a plain expression and said softly.

As long as you can win, Ling Qingchen will not care whether he is despicable or not.

Victory is more important than morality.

Throughout history, no one who talks about martial ethics and morality has had a good ending.

Demon Leader: "…"

Good guy!

You really don't hide it at all?

Just so straightforward and admit that he is despicable and shameless?

this……

Ling Qingchen's frank attitude made the Demon Leader blocked his mouth and couldn't say anything just before he could say it.

"Then I will abandon you, the dirty player."

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the demon leader.

Immediately, my feet stomped on the void.

The figure of the whole person suddenly surged.

The viscous demonic energy, as if it had come back to the south, rushed towards Ling Qingchen.

"Swish."

Facing the viscous demonic energy like biogas.

Ling Qingchen waved the sword in his hand with a plain expression.

The majestic sword intent swept out.

One by one, one by one, sword energy vortexes that looked like black holes slowly emerged.

A terrifying suction power emerged from the vortex.

He sucked all the sticky demonic energy into the vortex in one breath.

"The Demon God came to the world."

Seeing that Ling Qingchen had completely resolved his offensive.

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the demon leader.

Behind him, a phantom appeared slowly, with a height of ten thousand feet.

The phantom's face was extremely distorted and hideous, extremely terrifying.

It is the kind of existence where children can't sleep after seeing it.

"The Demon God came to the world, his name is so domineering."

Looking at the phantom behind the Demon Leader, Ling Qingchen nodded with approval and said.

"But, this is just a phantom, right?

It would be a bit too naive to defeat me if you want to rely on a phantom."

A trace of cold light flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

"Swish."

A sharp cold light flashed by.

The demon sword in Ling Qingchen's hand suddenly penetrated the shadow of the demon god behind the demon leader.

Several slight scars suddenly appeared on the body of the demon leader.

"This demon god phantom is not something you, a small human race, can destroy."

The leader of the Demon roared in a low voice, and his eyes suddenly turned extremely red.

The demonic energy in the body shook.

The phantom of the demon god who was killed by Ling Qingchen behind him became solidified again at this moment.

"The Light of the Demon God."

The demonic energy slowly surged in the eyes of the demon god's phantom.

After a moment of hard work, the demonic energy slowly compressed in the eyes of the demon god's phantom.

Finally, it turned into a black light, directly penetrated the space, and shot on Ling Qingchen at an astonishing speed.

"Bang."

A muffled sound rang out at this moment.

The black light exploded on Ling Qingchen's body.

Ling Qingchen only felt like he was hit by a car that was speeding towards him.

The figure flew backwards towards the distance like a kite with a broken string.
To be continued...