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"Same old trick."

The demon king snorted coldly, tore open the blazing flames with his hands, appeared behind Xu Xingmu, and smashed him into the ground with one blow.

Before his hair grew out, he couldn't stand any cultivator with fire spiritual roots jumping around in front of him.

This was a provocation to him.

He suffered a loss because he was caught off guard and underestimated these little devils.

The demon king swept his fierce eyes over the three people, and he was determined to kill them this time.

Gu Xia threw several sword moves in succession, but they were all easily blocked by the Demon King with his strong physical fitness.

By the way, I can also find an opportunity to attack the three of them one by one.

Fortunately, Gu Xia and Ye Sui'an had sharp minds and narrowly avoided attacks from the dark several times.

The man's expression grew colder.

He was completely irritated by these three people.

Gu Xia also noticed this, and she didn't dare to be careless. After all, it was obvious that the other party really wanted to kill them.

Ye Sui'an took the opportunity to suggest: "How about running again?"

It’s not like I haven’t escaped before, so it’s not shameful.

Gu Xia shook his head: "His spiritual sense has locked onto us. No matter where we flee, we will be caught up."

"Then we can only fight."

The two looked at each other and sighed slightly.

What the hell is going on?

"How can you not call me if there's a fight?"

A clear and cheerful young voice suddenly sounded, and then the bright flame became hotter.

The Star-blue Sword flashed a streak of light, and the young man appeared with a bright smile on his face, clenching his fists eagerly.

"What is that?" The demon king was startled by the spiritual fire that suddenly jumped onto his face. He quickly raised his hand to extinguish it and looked over in doubt: "Sword spirit?"

He has some understanding of this difficult thing.

The fighting style of the demon race has always been brutal, but it is different for cultivators. The way of heaven favors the human race, so some spiritual weapons and swords have gained intelligence.

Thinking of how mysterious and difficult to deal with sword spirits were, he couldn't help but frown.

These little brats have a lot of good stuff in their hands.

First there was the brick that didn't follow the ethics of martial arts, and then there was the spiritual weapon that was pulled in before he could see it clearly.

Now there is another sword spirit.

Xinglanjian touched his chin while floating in the air, and looked at the demon king with interest, "What is this? An ugly hairless lion?"

Gu Xia took a look and immediately laughed out loud.

The fire from the Star Blue Sword just now did work.

After his hair was burned into bald eggs, the demon king's eyebrows also disappeared.

Ye Sui'an couldn't help but give Xinglanjian a thumbs up: "Well done!"

The demon king roared in anger and swung a vicious punch. The Star Blue Sword figure disappeared and then gathered at another location.

"Hey, hey, big fool, I'm here."

The demon king was so angry that his brain almost blocked.

This broken sword is really too much!

As soon as Xu Xingmu dug himself out of the pit, he was rejected by the sword spirit.

"You were actually beaten by a bald lion?" The boy's exaggerated tone was particularly annoying.

Xu Xingmu's mouth twitched, and he pushed him down, saying angrily: "Shut up!"

He could already feel that the gaze from the demon king opposite him was about to shoot him into a sieve.

Seriously, Xu Xingmu suspected that his sword spirit would definitely not have a good ending if it fell into his hands.

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The trio who were stared at by the demon king's death gaze felt a little cold.

Gu Xia touched his arm, then tapped the hilt of the sword: "Go and help."

Hearing this, while the demon king was stunned, two more sword energies coldly fell towards his head.

After the Fu Sheng Sword came out, there was no more nonsense, just fight first and talk later.

The boy's beautiful eyes curved into a vicious arc, and his tone rose: "Ah, bald lion."

Xing Lanjian, who was held down and scolded by Xu Xingmu, had his eyes light up and immediately came over: "Yeah, yeah, I think so too."

The demon king, who was mercilessly mocked by the two sword spirits, was enraged and attacked with murderous intent.

At this moment, he forgot all about Gu Xia and Ye Sui'an.

What he wanted to do most now was to kill these two damn sword spirits.

However, before he could hit it, a crystal snowflake suddenly fell on his face, and it became a little wet after melting. The demon king subconsciously looked up, and all the fluttering snowflakes floated towards him.

Huixuejian snapped his fingers, and the demon king instantly froze into a lump of ice.

Being interrupted one after another, the demon king's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He used all his might to shatter the outer layer of ice and rushed towards Gu Xia as fast as lightning.

The three sword spirits stopped chatting and slashed down with several sharp sword energies at the same time.

Fu Sheng Jian clenched his fist and struck him head-on, but it did not hurt the monster at all.

The young man's eyes flickered and he jumped up: "Can I borrow your shoulder?"

After saying that, he took light steps, stepped on Huixue and Xinglan one after another and jumped into the air, then kicked them down mercilessly.

The force of stepping on the demon king's head suddenly increased, and he was forced into the big pit that Xu Xingmu had just made, and he sank deeply into it.

"Yeah." The boy raised his chin and called back to Xue: "Quick, quick, where's your ice? Throw it in and we'll bury him."

Then, Hui Xue, who was shivering with cold air, raised her hand and froze him like an ice man in the air.

"You dare to step on me?"

Hui Xueqing narrowed her eyes and did not forget to reward the demon king who fell into the pit with a few blows.

Fusheng looked away as if nothing had happened.

The frozen body quickly appeared from another location, and the original big ice sculpture fell heavily and hit the demon king.

"Ow!"

Xinglanjian came over with a resentful aura, curled his lips and complained: "He stepped on me too."

“That’s too much.”

The two sword spirits reached unity at this moment.

Fusheng Sword, which successfully aroused public anger, dodged left and right, and all attacks fell on the Demon King who he used as a shield.

"have you had enough!"

The demon king’s cultivation in the Divine Transformation Stage suddenly exploded, and the surging spiritual energy was like a thousand pounds, sweeping indiscriminately in all directions.

The Fu Sheng Sword disappeared again and started playing hide-and-seek with the Demon King.

"Hey, I can't hit you ...

Ye Sui'an couldn't help but sigh: "He is so cheap."

Gu Xia stretched out his voice: "You are just as despicable as me."

Xu Xingmu shook the two of them frantically: "Ahhh, now is not the time to talk about this!"

"He's obviously been driven crazy!"

Yakult stuck its head out, then retracted it and wrapped itself around Gu Xia's wrist obediently.

It was originally thinking about whether or not to come out to help.

As it turns out, this group of immoral guys are about to torture the Demon King to death.

The surging spiritual energy formed a small vortex around. As soon as Gu Xia landed, he felt a chill on his back and a creepy feeling.

Without even turning her head, she quickly squatted down and rolled on the ground, and the next second her original position was pierced by a blow.

One can imagine what would happen if this blow landed on her.

Seeing this scene, Fusheng, who had been careless, turned cold.

"court death."

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