80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

The roar of the Pingtian Great Sage Qingtian Bull was so hurried.

He was afraid that if Lin Jiufeng made his move even if he was a second late, the Demon King would be wiped out.

but……

In this heavy rain, the self-confidence of the Flood Demon King is unprecedentedly high. He is entrenched in the void, with a huge body and arrogant arrogance. How can he hear the words of the Great Sage Pingtian, Qingtian Bull?

Instead, he let out a louder roar. The head of the Flood Dragon was ferocious and terrifying. It opened in the void, sending out extremely terrifying energy, and it rushed over.

Roar! ! !

This huge cry, transmitted in the void, shattered the downpour and splashed everywhere.

A wave of air rolled in, slapping Lin Jiufeng's face.

Demon King Jiao roared directly, trying to shock Lin Jiufeng to death.

This is an extremely terrifying scene, a huge dragon roaring high in the sky, with a hideous expression on its face.

A young man in a green shirt and a cat in his arms stood on the ground.

Between them, layers of air waves appeared, and the edge power alone could be killed by a Martial Saint.

All this is so terrible.

Looking at this scene, Qingtian Bull's eyes darkened, and the hope inside was annihilated.

Dare to take action against Lin Jiufeng?

The powerful, confident, more than 3,000 demons in the devil's cave who dared to oppose it knew what the consequences would be.

Everyone was beaten by Lin Jiufeng to the ground.

But now, Demon King Jiao shot directly, shaking the world, especially the masters in the imperial capital, one or two looked into the distance, separated by thousands of miles, and saw a shocking scene.

The broad deterrence is surging at this moment, and the continuous falling rain has raised the water level of the Weishui by a few centimeters, causing the Weishui to roar, gallop, and agitate.

On the edge of the Weishui River, there was a young man with a green shirt and white face, who was facing the Flood Dragon King, who was several hundred times his size.

The Demon King roared loudly, and with that terrifying aura, countless people watching the battle were so frightened that they swallowed their saliva and put themselves in Lin Jiufeng's current position, then they could only wait to die.

But Lin Jiufeng is different.

The wind blew his face, and his clothes rattled, but his feet didn't move, as if they had taken root.

Facing the suppressed air wave, Lin Jiufeng raised her hand, without any other movement, just a little in the void.

Click!

The void was like a mirror, and it shattered in front of Lin Jiufeng, and the violent air wave directly hit the shattered space.

All of a sudden, tear this broken space apart.

Whoa!

The space is constantly being torn apart, forming a larger storm, which is constantly superimposed and expanded.

To engulf Lin Jiufeng.

The people who saw this scene did not blink, how could they miss such a wonderful duel?

"Give me a death." The Demon King laughed. Although he was arrogant, the Great Sage was so jealous. How could he be merciful?

Just after regaining the strength of the peak of the cave realm, he all burst out.

In this roar, mixed with the dragon's might he had realized, the Demon King was arrogant and arrogant, but he was also a demon who would kill him if he started.

In his eyes now, Lin Jiufeng suffered a big loss.

He didn't take his roar seriously, he was so careless, and he regretted it after he shot, it was already too late.

Lin Jiufeng looked at the torn space, swept the air wave, and covered him.

The little white cat became anxious first, and hurriedly said in Lin Jiufeng's arms, "Let's go quickly and avoid this blow."

"There is no need to avoid it." Lin Jiufeng said softly.

"What did you say?" The little white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng in surprise.

"You asked me before why I waited for the rain, but now I'll tell you, I'm just waiting for this spring rain to wash the world, and then I'll break through with a sword!" Lin Jiufeng looked at the little white cat, smiled slightly, confidently And strong, in the face of crisis, he stepped out step by step.

Clang!

A black long sword appeared in his hand.

It was the Demon Slaying Sword he signed in at the beginning.

Boom!

The air waves and space cracks that swept over were astonishing.

Lin Jiufeng just drew his sword and slashed hard.

Click!

A very clear voice echoed in the heaven and earth, resounding all around, very terrifying.

The eyes of countless onlookers were widened, for fear that they were not looking carefully.

Across a long distance, they saw the space that was torn into a big storm, which was cut off by Lin Jiufeng's sword.

This sword qi, along with it, was involved in the Demon King, and the sword qi cut off a pair of dragon horns that had been condensed on his forehead.

The Flood Demon King suddenly screamed and screamed, blood rolled down, and his head was completely dyed red, and the rest fell into the Wei River, dyeing the river red.

"How can your strength be so powerful, who are you?" The Demon King screamed and stared at Lin Jiufeng in shock and anger. The confidence just now was shattered by this sword.

"You don't need to know who I am. I have asked Qingtian Manniu to persuade you, but you won't listen." Lin Jiufeng said helplessly, with the long sword in hand, he pointed at the Demon King Jiao and shook his head.

"You actually broke through the cave at this time, which old monster are you reincarnated in?" The Jiao Demon King was full of bitterness, he hurriedly wanted to escape, Lin Jiufeng was too scary.

"You can't escape." Lin Jiufeng looked at the running demon king, raised her brows, and was about to shoot.

"My lord, I beg you, don't kill the Demon King. Our Seven Great Sages can pay any price, just to save his life!" Pingtian Great Sage Qingtian Manniu stood in front of Lin Jiufeng. His hoofs softened, and he fell to his knees, begging bitterly.

Lin Jiufeng looked at him and remembered that in the past ten years, the demons in the magic cave had brought him countless sign-in opportunities.

"Okay, for your sake, I won't kill him, but the death penalty is exempt, and the rest cannot be given to him." Lin Jiufeng raised his hand, and a sword box appeared between his palms. The box opened, and thirty-six long swords flew out from it.

Thirty-six swords of the magic way!

This is a terrifying sword formation. Thirty-six swords form a magic dragon, which is activated by Lin Jiufeng and emerges directly in the void, emitting a real dragon roar.

Roar!

The sound of the dragon's yin directly shook the Jiao Demon King's body soft, unable to escape.

"Forgive your life, my lord." The Demon King Jiao was frightened and begged for mercy directly.

"Stay quietly in the Weishui for me." Lin Jiufeng snorted coldly, her thoughts moved.

The magic dragon composed of thirty-six magic swords roared, swallowed the Jiao Demon King directly, and then dived into the Wei River.

Boom!

In the huge Weishui, a dragon tomb emerged. Around the dragon tomb, there were thirty-six huge black long swords piercing the sky.

Pingtian Dasheng Qingtian Manniu watched this scene complicatedly. He had already begged for mercy, but now he dared not speak.

And Lin Jiufeng showed a terrible thing to the world in this rain.

The Demon King, who was powerful enough to shake the world, was suppressed by Lin Jiufeng so easily.

This scene, Jianzhen Jiaolong under the rain, is already a famous painting that has been handed down from generation to generation, lingering in the minds of countless people.

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