"But do you think you can fight me like this?"

Miaoluo's eyes had just a little bit of ease and murderous intent soared again.

"It's a bit of a fool!"

Liu Qingchen was not afraid, with a free and easy expression and said confidently: "Is it a foolish dream? Is it just based on the words of the Demon Lord?"

"Well!"

Miaoluo looked up at the thick lead cloud above her head, as if she was a little regretful, and her eyes moved down and fell on Liu Qingchen: "Since you want to die, I don't mind letting you see what it means..."

"The mantis arm is in a chariot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sea of ​​blood surging, and huge waves dozens of feet high surged up and slapped towards Liu Qingchen angrily.

Liu Qingchen looked at the waves that covered the sky and the sun, his face remained the same as usual, and there was no change at all. He just raised the ruler in his hand and a little light suddenly appeared between the ruler.

A vast river condensed at Liu Qingchen's feet, endless, dividing the boundless sea of ​​blood into two.

"Dinghai!"

The lips and tongue moved slightly, and as soon as the word Dinghai came out, a brilliant light emerged from the tip of the ruler. In the long river under Liu Qingchen's feet, an infinite and vast aura rose around his body and merged into the wooden ruler.

Then, a huge ruler nearly a hundred feet high soared into the sky. It was originally surging, and the waves that were slapped by Liu Qingchen angrily came to an abrupt end. In the void, a huge force emerged from nowhere, pushing its coefficient back!

A blood-colored cloak spread out in the wind at a hundred feet of feet. Under the cloak, a big hand quietly pressed on the cushion of feet of feet of feet of feet, exerting a little force.

A click!

A crack spread from top to bottom, and a huge ruler of a hundred feet shattered and turned into countless spots of light.

The red shadow followed the trend and pressed out the jade hand. In an instant, the bloody sea water around it gathered into a huge palm covering the sky and the sun, and it reached Liu Qingchen's head in an instant.

The wind came from top to bottom, and the blue shirt sounded, and the void around it was locked, and the invisible void seemed to have turned into a copper wall!

But listen!

"I have a sword! Please taste it!"

Liu Qingchen smiled indifferently, and the long river of vastness surged under his feet, endless great energy poured into his body and injected into the ruler in his hand!

At this moment, the ruler in your hand is the sword! It is the sword of a gentleman!

The long river surging under my feet, and the endless great aura condensed into sword energy. As the sword energy pierced upwards, the silver-white sword energy, like a surging river, flowed upwards and rushed towards the blood-colored hand!

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"Teacher, can he do it with the eldest brother? That's the evil demon Lord Miaoluo!"

Seeing the three senior brothers being sent down, one was in a coma, and the two also exhausted all their magic power, their breath was weak, and they were seriously injured, the stone that had just sunk in Feng Jiu's heart hung up again.

Wei Yun did not answer Feng Jiu's question, but instead looked at the three embarrassed disciples, shook their heads and sighed.

"Why!"

My old face couldn't help but turn a little red!

Chen Mingyi and Li Sanhe lowered their heads in shame.

"Teacher, I'm embarrassed for you!"

Wei Yun nodded and said deeply: "But it's a bit embarrassing. It's best not to report my name when you go out in the future. I can't afford to lose this person!"

Chen Mingyi and Li Sanhe became more and more ashamed, like two children who did something wrong.

Unexpectedly, Ji Heng, who had been masked, suddenly spoke: "Senior, Mingjian, Miaoluo is the supreme emperor of the Demon Realm, with high cultivation. Few people in the entire world can match it. Brother Chen and his friends can persist for so long under Miaoluo, and they have surpassed countless immortals and gods in the world! "

As he said that, he glanced at Yan Chiwu's body.

Yan Chiwu was a little uncomfortable at first, thinking that Ji Heng was talking about the seven demon kings forming a secret demon formation against Miaoluo, but they were attacked by Miaoluo in an instant. In the end, five of the seven demon kings died, and Xuyang sacrificed himself when he was dying, which gave him a chance to escape.

But when I thought about it, I felt something was wrong.

"Yes! Miaoluo is definitely not an ordinary demon. Brother Chen and Brother Li can hold Miaoluo for so long with their current cultivation level, which is enough to be famous all over the world!"

Yan Chiwu clasped his fists at the three of them and said, "Yan Chiwu admired him!"

"Thank you for the praise of Xiaoyan Demon Lord, we...........cough cough cough......."

"Okay, okay!" Wei Yun waved his hand and countless heaven and earth energy injected into the three people's bodies to calm down the disordered aura of the three people. He said with some regret: "After practicing for so many years, he is just a small immortal. I'm so embarrassed to say! If you have become a god early and practice the Haoran Sword Technique to the realm of breaking all laws with one sword, how can you do it just a Miaoluo!"

"What the teacher taught me is that my disciples are stupid and disappointed my teacher's expectations!"

Chen Mingyi naturally felt guilty, but the one who felt even more guilty was Li Sanhe. Li Sanhe was originally honest, and if we talk about cultivation, he was the lowest among the four brothers who were getting started together. Even Li Sishui had already touched the threshold of becoming an immortal. He was only one step away from overcoming the thunder tribulation and becoming a immortal. However, he was still wandering in the realm of the immortal!

"Forget it! Don't be too discouraged. If you have a little talent, use diligence to make up for it! After this incident, I believe you will not be allowed to be a teacher in the future. You also know what is the most important thing!"

Chen Mingyi's face darkened and said seriously: "The teacher is right. The world is difficult, and only strength is the most important thing!"

"You have to be strong yourself!" Li Sanhe, who had been lowering his head, added.

"I'm not worried about Sanhe. He is simple and down-to-earth and calm. Although his cultivation is worse than you, this is only temporary. Sanhe's foundation is the most solid among you three, and only Qingchen can compete with him!"

Hearing Wei Yun's praise, Li Sanhe's face turned red, but his skin was dark and he couldn't tell, but he felt as if he had drunk honey and was extremely happy.

"As for you!" Wei Yun looked at Chen Mingyi.

Chen Mingyi immediately raised his ears intently: "Please give me some advice!"

Wei Yun shook his head and said, "The sword art is known for its killing, but you are too obsessed with the power of the sword technique, and blindly pursue killing, forgetting what the core of Haoran Sword Technique is!"

"Core mystery?"

Chen Mingyi frowned slightly.

Wei Yun said: "I ask you, what is Haoran's sword technique like in your eyes?"

Chen Mingyi said: "It's so happy that the vast and vast rivers are endless and reaching the sky! It's for Haoran's sword!"

"I'm asking about your own understanding of Haoran Sword Art! Not what I taught you!"

Facing Wei Yun's problem, Chen Mingyi was a little confused.

Wei Yun shook his head: "Well, it's still a little bit behind after all!"

Pulling seedlings to encourage growth is like destroying the Great Wall by itself. Let him slowly understand it! When it understands this joint, it is also the time for his swordsmanship to be perfected.

Look at this guy's confused look, it's really too early to say this now.

However, although they have been to Wei Yun for more than 300 years, most of the time spent practicing behind closed doors, either killing those demons with low strength in the mountains and not experiencing any real danger, so their mood is naturally worse than that.

The practice of swordsmanship depends entirely on the word "intellectual enlightenment"! Although others can give it a point, they can only rely on themselves in the final analysis.

"Look at your senior brother's magical powers, which may be useful to you!"

Everyone's eyes dropped towards the sky above their heads.

In the sky, Liu Qingchen and Miaoluo had already passed hundreds of moves one after another. The boundless sea of ​​blood was still floating in the air, but there was a great river in it that divided it into two.

An extremely huge rune that could not be seen from the naked eye held the boundless sea of ​​blood and the endless river of Haoran in the sky.

The two figures confronted each other, and Miaoluo's strange moves were released one after another, and the force was mixed with turbid air. The magic of use was amazing. The offensive was like a continuous river surging, and it was constantly changing its direction in the sea of ​​blood. It was like a ghost, making people unable to defend themselves.

Liu Qingchen was completely at the other extreme, with a steady and simple moves. He stood on the long river of Haoran, protecting himself with a majestic Haoran energy, or constantly swung the ruler in his hand, or spit out words that turned virtual into reality from his mouth, condensed the Haoran energy, turned into various mysterious runes, or formed various formations, or evolved into Haoran sword energy.

If Miaoluo is a surging river, then Liu Qingchen is a mountain standing in the river, dividing the river into two.

Although the two are hard to part with each other and seem to be indistinguishable from each other, Liu Qingchen is defending most of the time and takes the initiative to attack very few times.

After all, the Haoran River, which was stacked with the power of the formation and the academy's aura of the academy disciples, was not cultivated by Liu Qingchen himself. It was a little worse than Miao in this point alone.

Moreover, Liu Qingchen likes to be quiet and likes to tinker with some miscellaneous things, such as formation runes, but is not good at fighting.

Although the mana is piled up by taking shortcuts, the realm and combat awareness are more than one step away, so you can only defend passively!

"After all, it's a little bit bad!"

Wei Yun stood with his hands behind his back, shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

The son of his elder disciple is indeed very high, and he was able to come up with this method and barely stand in a draw with Miaoluo. Although with the help of Wei Yun, he used the power of the world to penetrate into the formation, making up for the power of the world that Liu Qingchen lacked, and also making up for the number of 108 Tiangang and Earth Demons, which barely gave him the strength to fight Miaoluo.

Otherwise, it would be far from enough to rely solely on the strength condensed by Liu Qingchen himself and the student Master of the 36 branches.

Above the long river of Haoran, Liu Qingchen repelled Miaoluo's attack again.

"Demon Lord, the teacher has arrived. If you retreat now, it is still time! If you are still obsessed with it, you need to blame Liu for not saying anything!"

"teacher?"

"snort!"

In the sea of ​​blood, Miaoluo appeared, stepped on the boundless sea of ​​blood, and the waves behind her continued to surging!

"So what if your teacher comes? In this world and desert, no one can save you today!"

"Yeah?"

A sound suddenly sounded in the void! A nearly transparent light curtain lit up from all directions at the same time. The light curtain soared into the sky, wrapping the boundless sea of ​​blood and the long river of Haoran.

A tall figure in a black suit appeared in the void above the two of them at some point, looking at the two below indifferently.
Chapter completed!