One Thousand Four Hundred and Ninety. Kneel Down and Accept Death

Zhang Buxu's body broke through the heavy black fog and came to the top of the Bone Mountain Blood Pool.

Seeing the scene in front of him and feeling the boundless evil aura, his expression immediately changed.

After thinking for a short time, Zhang Buxu's expression became extremely ugly: "...one of them is the demon of Gengjin?"

He bathed in the blood rain all over the sky, and released his sword energy to isolate himself from the dirty blood falling from the sky.

His heart felt cold, but Zhang Buxu was still unwilling to give in. He looked through the blood rain and smoke screen and looked into the blood pool.

He saw Yu Ye lying quietly with his eyes closed, his body cracked, still like a broken porcelain doll.

At this time, the white bones shining with dark golden luster suddenly stirred together and stood upright.

Roads of dark golden light crisscrossed each other, like the light of thousands of swords.

The evil spirit in the blood sea reached its peak, and Yu Ye completely sank into the blood water without a trace. Instead, a man's figure slowly rose from the blood water.

"Nie Jingshen!" Zhang Buxu looked at the face that seemed unchanged from before, but he knew that the other person was no longer what he used to be.

The previous severe injuries no longer existed at all.

The fierce sword energy on his body was more fierce and fierce than before, and black sword energy lingered around him.

When he raised his eyes to look at Zhang Buxu, Zhang Buxu even felt cold all over his body.

Zhang Buxu is also a swordsman.

Although he likes music and elegance on weekdays, he is somewhat indolent in temperament.

But he is still a swordsman.

But at this moment, he felt as if he was a fake sword carved from wood, but he was in a real cold jungle of swords, guns, swords and halberds.

Those streaks of dark golden light turned into streaks of light and shadow in the void.

There are guns, knives, axes and other weapons.

And of course there are swords.

The weapon closest to Nie Jingshen is a long sword, a pure black long sword.

These illusory lights and shadows,

They are all martial arts masters who have been incarnated as the Gengjin Demon in past generations, and are the essence of their own martial arts.

As a swordsman who was a contemporary of Yan Xingtang, Zhang Buxu felt the sword intention contained in the pure black long sword and had some enlightenment.

Demonic Sky Sword, the Demonic Supreme Sword used by the sword demon Yin Shiyang to compete with the sword god Yan Xingtang Yuxu Kaitian Sword!

The true meaning of these martial arts has all been integrated into the body, and Nie Jingshen, the incarnation of the new generation of Gengjin Demon, will possess the unique skills of these predecessors at the same time.

Nie Jingshen reached out and grasped the pure black long sword in front of him, and then swiped it sideways!

The light and shadow of other weapons in front of me were all shattered!

Zhang Buxu was startled at first, then his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly turned around and ran away.

Nie Jingshen looked at Zhang Buxu coldly, with a dark golden light flashing in his eyes.

The golden light in the sky sealed off this demonic realm, blocking Zhang Buxu's way.

"Break!" Zhang Buxu shouted sharply, and green sword light burst out, using the sword intent of the Zhuxian Sword to break the golden light seal in front of him.

This golden light was transformed by the aura of the Gengjin Demon. Although it was powerful, the Gengjin Demon had not yet returned to its peak. Zhang Buxu could still break it, but at best it could only stop him.

In this moment, Nie Jing was moved.

He held the pure black long sword transformed by the sword intention of the Demon Sky Sword in his hand and walked towards Zhang Buxu.

Looking down at the pure black long sword, Nie Jingshen smiled suddenly, and exerted force with his five fingers. The whole long sword shattered and returned to dark gold light.

Then he raised his hands to the sky, and the terrifying and violent energy in the sky gathered in his palm!

A dark gold sword that is even more terrifying than the Demon Sky Sword condenses into shape!

Then, he chopped off Zhang Buxu’s head!

Zhang Buxu, who was blocked by the golden light sealing boundary for a moment and was about to escape from the Kaifeng boundary, felt that the sword edge behind him had reached the top of his head!

Just for a moment, he couldn't leave.

With just one more moment, he activated the Sinking Immortal Sword Sutra to cut through time and space, and he could leave this place.

Now without this moment, he must parry and resist.

Otherwise, Nie Jingshen would kill him on the spot before he could leave!

Zhang Buxu let out a low roar and became fierce, and sword rays gathered together.

There was a harsh sound like "Zheng", as if the strings of a piano were broken, and the extremely ferocious Shangqing sword light rose into the sky to meet the dark gold sword light in Nie Jingshen's hand.

The collision between the two sides directly tore apart the sky of the Demon Realm here, cleaning up the surrounding demonic energy and forming a vacuum zone.

But before Zhang Buxu could react further, the dark golden light flashed before his eyes again!

Incomparable fast sword!

A sword faster than the Shangqing Zhenxian Sword!

Zhang Buxu didn't even feel his body yet. From the corner of his eye, he could already see his arms being separated from his body!

This Great Sword Cultivator of the Qing Dynasty used all his skills at this time, and his thousands of years of hard work were fully displayed.

Completely ignoring his own injuries, Zhang Buxu first detonated his severed arm, exploding a cloud of blood and light mist, which turned into a sky full of sword blades covering Nie Jingshen.

At the same time, he slapped the piano case on his back with his other hand.

There is a torrent of sword energy stored there, like a galaxy. Once released, it can stop the enemy.

Facing Zhang Buxu's shattered arms and blood swords, Nie Jingshen stood still, his dark gold sword energy emitted from his body, forming a semicircular barrier in front of him, blocking all the thousands of blood swords.

At the same time, Zhang Buxu's eyes suddenly blurred, and Nie Jingshen was already behind him.

The dark golden light flashed again!

Before Zhang Buxu could smash the piano case with his palm, the vicious demon sword nailed his palm to the piano case!

The sword edge pierces the palm!

Pierce the piano case!

Pierce Zhang Buxu's body!

"Kneel down and die."

Nie Jingshen said quietly.

The dark gold sword light broke through the zither case, and the surging sword energy exploded from it, first cutting Zhang Buxu himself.

Zhang Buxu screamed and staggered forward.

He looked up with difficulty, and the blood pool was close at hand.

But behind him, Nie Jingshen raised his hand coldly!

The dark gold sword energy was like a raging tide, gathering into a thick light column like a torrent, swallowing up Zhang Buxu's whole body!

A pure and quiet Xuanxian from the orthodox Taoist sect died.

Announce the advent of the most powerful Gengjin demon in history...

Boundless evil spirit rushed to the sky, and the Nine Nethers shook and agitated.

In the dark land outside the Nine Nethers, Yue Zhenbei, who was fighting fiercely with the Immortal Court Heavenly Monarch, changed his face, and the Immortal Court Heavenly Monarch also stopped and looked at the Nine Nethers cautiously.

As soon as Yue Zhenbei got rid of it, he immediately rushed into the Nine Nethers Demon Realm without caring.

He searched for the place with the thickest evil spirit all the way, and then saw a sea of ​​blood suspended in the void.

On the sea of ​​blood, corpses were everywhere.

All the warriors of the Immortal Court who had chased and approached before were killed miserably.

A head rolled to his feet, and Yue Zhenbei looked down and saw Zhang Buxu's face with his eyes wide open!

Above the sea of ​​blood, a person stood in the air with his back to Yue Zhenbei.

The back that was once very familiar to Yue Zhenbei now made Yue Zhenbei feel unfamiliar.

Amid the whistling cold wind, a body floated up from the sea of ​​blood below. It was Yu Ye with her eyes closed.

Although one arm was broken and there were cracks on her body, she finally stopped breaking and her breathing was temporarily stable.

"Take her away." The figure with his back to Yue Zhenbei spoke.

Yu Ye's body floated in front of Yue Zhenbei, and Yue Zhenbei took it and looked up: "Shock..."

The figure did not turn his head.

He turned his back to Yue Zhenbei and left silently, disappearing into the depths of the Nine Netherworld.