The old demon's profound words floated under the night sky, and his grim expression was really like a ghost.

Hearing the words of the old demon of the Sword of the Sword, Chen Liuhe was fearless and fearless without any turmoil.

"I'm not dead yet!" Chen Liuhe put Nu Xiu flat down. He slowly stood upright, his waist was straight, and his eyes were as clear as he could.

"Hahahahaha~~~~" Chen Liuhe's appearance made the old demon Xingfeng laugh out loud, making him laugh so hard that he was so angry.

After several seconds, he said, "Is that so? But what's the difference between you and you're dead? Do you still have the power to compete with me? Even that old man Nu Xiu can't shake me. What's the use of your power of sparks? It's just a joke."

"Then let's fight to the death!" Chen Liuhe just said four words coldly, without any emotional fluctuations on his face, and his eyes were full of resoluteness and determination!

The expression of the old demon of the Sword of Sword gradually became colder, his eyes were extremely sinister. He stared at Chen Liuhe, as if he was shocked by Chen Liuhe's determination and ambition for such a moment.

To be honest, there are not many people like Chen Liuhe who are not afraid of life and death and are so courageous.

This spirit alone is enough to make people move!

The old demon of the Sword of Swords looked at Chen Liuhe for a few seconds. Without saying a word, he took a step directly. The waves on his body were like tides, rushing towards Chen Liuhe, as if he wanted to swallow Chen Liuhe on the spot.

At the critical moment of life and death, although Chen Liuhe's condition was extremely poor, he could not sit still and wait for death. He roared angrily, and his body was like a tensed longbow.

With a sudden bounce, the whole person shot out.

"Boom boom boom!" Chen Liuhe fought against the old demon of the bloody wind, and he once again opened the curtain of fierce battle.

Even though he knew he was defeated, even if he knew he would definitely lose, Chen Liuhe was not at all cowardly. At this moment, he only had infinite fighting spirit in his heart. Even if he had fought to the last breath, he would never retreat.

Because behind him is Nu Xiu and death!

"Boom!" During the fierce battle, Chen Liuhe was slapped away by the old demon of Xingfeng. His strength was not above the same level as the old demon of Xingfeng. Even though his strength has improved during this period, he is still not enough to see in front of the old demon of Xingfeng.

When his body fell to the ground, Chen Liuhe rolled up and got up again. Without any hesitation, he continued to rush out. His posture and courage made people tremble. This was a desperate madman, a fierce desperate man!

Within a fierce battle, Chen Liuhe had been knocked out three or four times. He was no match for the old demon of the Storm!

However, Chen Liuhe did not fall completely, and he got up again.

With anger, Chen Liuhe stomped his feet and his body soared into the air.

With a lot of grief and anger, the blood rays on his body surged, shining in the night sky, like a blood moon hanging high.

"Xuanyuan Zhan!" Three words roared out of Chen Liuhe's mouth. He put his palms together and raised them over his head. Then, he saw a huge crazy sword condensed from the red blood light coming out.

The long sword was slender, as if standing between the heaven and earth!

At this critical moment, Chen Liuhe actually used the complete Xuanyuan Sword. The majestic sword was majestic and revealed a terrifying aura.

"Cut!" Chen Liuhe roared and slashed down with his arms.

"Boom!" The blood-colored sword fell down, carrying a destructive aura, as if it was about to break the space and the earth.

The old demon of the Sword's pupils shrank violently for a few times, and in an instant, he also rushed to the dangerous aura.

He did not dare to be too arrogant at all, so he quickly developed his body skills and used his powerful skills to resist.

"Boom!" A loud bang penetrated the sky, and the sky seemed to be trembling. The earth was cut and cracked open. A crack appeared, spreading across the earth, stretching for several battles, and the scene was terrifying.

The power of this slash is so great that it is shockingly bleak.

The dust and smoke flew over, blurring the area, making it difficult for a moment to see the specific situation.

After the slash, Chen Liuhe's body fell to the ground weakly. He seemed to be exhausted. This slash seemed to have exhausted all his physical strength.

Chen Liuhe didn't expect that he could use the Xuanyuan Sword and possess such powerful power. This was an unexpected surprise, and this was an explosion of potential at the critical moment of life and death.

It was shocking to tell this matter. You know, it took only a few days since he came into contact with Xuanyuan Zhan!

In just a few days, he was able to perform the complete Xuanyuan Sword. What an incredible thing? If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, no one would be willing to believe it.

How could this make those human feelings that took several years or even ten years to comprehend Xuanyuan Zhan and ultimately failed to understand thoroughly?

The dust and sand are flying, floating in the darkness.

A heavy panting sounded in the sand and dust. Chen Liuhe fell to the ground in a mess, his chest fluttering. He was breathing heavily, his face was pale and bloodless, and his whole body looked listless.

In the fight with the old demon of the Storm, he was seriously injured, and with such a huge consumption, he was almost overdrawn, so he could not continue to support him.

He did his best and did his best!

His eyes were deep and he stared straight into the dust and sand. He wanted to see the situation of the old demon in the fishy wind.

Slowly, a figure appeared in his sight, which made his heart sank violently, his heartstrings trembled, and a trace of despair surged into his heart.

That was the old demon of the fishy wind, he had not fallen yet...

"I must admit that the shock you really brought to me tonight, I didn't expect that with your strength, you could bring me such a level of threat..." The gloomy voice came out again, and the old demon of the Snow Wind walked slowly forward.

His appearance seemed even more embarrassed, covered in rags and blood, and there were many cracked scars on his body. The most conspicuous one was the left shoulder, which was more than ten centimeters long, deep and bone-like, as if half of his body was almost cut off.

"But... ants are ants after all, and you are still a little short of it. As long as you fail to knock me down, no matter how much you do, it will be pale and useless. You will never escape the quatrain of death." The old demon of the Sword of Sword of Fierce Feng said with a grim voice, accompanied by a sinister laughter, and the laughter contained murderous intent.

"I'm not willing!" Chen Liuhe roared in grief and looked ferocious. Indeed, he was unwilling to accept it!

"It's a pity, it's just a little bit short. If you were a half-step hall-level powerhouse today, maybe I might have capsized in your gutter."
Chapter completed!