Martial Cultivator

Xu Li's last desperate attempt was actually to take the initiative to break his own Dharma, then collect the broken demonic energy, gather it together and collide with the majestic Dharma of the young martial artist again, but the result was very bad.

The demonic energy swept up, and when it met the young warrior's majestic energy, the last demonic energy collapsed at the first touch, and was shattered, leaving no room for struggle and resistance.

Feeling the powerful and terrifying qi falling, Xu Li had returned to normal human size. He just raised his head and glanced up, then the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Since he is destined to die, what else is there to say, just accept it.

"You two, please leave quickly. If you don't die today, you may die tomorrow, so you can take care of yourself."

In the last scene, Xu Li looked to the north and looked at the two figures in the distance. He knew very well that as long as these two people did not want to continue the fierce battle, Chen Chao would not keep chasing them.

But once the war breaks out, he won't be the only one who will die.

"I'm waiting for you underground."

Xu Li finally spoke from his heart. After saying this, without any hesitation, he used the last demonic energy in his body to directly explode his body and turned it into a ball of blood mist.

He knew very well that if he waited for Chen Chao to kill him, his head would be carried by the young warrior to the northern city wall over there.

Destroying the morale of the demon clan and replenishing the morale of the human soldiers is a double-edged sword.

So in the end, he completely blew his body to pieces, even if it was just to do something for the demon clan.

Seeing Xu Li's body exploded and his breath dissipated, the Fuyun Great Demon became history from now on. The other two Fuyun Great Demons looked at each other and were speechless, especially when they remembered what they had just said. Xu Li's last few words.

"Let's go, keep fighting. If you're lucky, one of you can kill him. If you're not lucky, both of us will have to answer here."

A great Fuyun demon spoke, his voice full of indifference.

We have been here, we have fought, we have paid, and as for the result, there is nothing to say.

Even His Majesty the Demon Emperor can't punish them. What's more, they are still the Great Demon of Fuyun, and their status in the demon clan is not at all what His Majesty the Demon Emperor says.

The other big demon didn't say anything, but the dharma image dissipated and headed north.

The two of them left northward, and the majestic Dharma image of the young warrior just watched and did not do anything.

In fact, if the fight continues, just like what these two big demons said, it is very likely that they will all die in the hands of Chen Chao. Of course, Chen Chao may not leave easily.

There is even a possibility that he will die here.

These are all bad things to say.

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Chen Chao's Dharma disappeared.

The young guardian envoy dressed in black looked at the backs of the two great demons that were getting further away in the north, then walked a few steps forward and squatted down in a place. There was only blood here, which was the result of Xu Li's self-destruction before. What remains after the body.

Looking at the blood, Chen Chao reached out and found an animal bone among the weeds. There was still some aura left on the bone, which belonged to Xu Li.

Picking up the animal bone, Chen Chao stretched out his fingers and crushed it with all his strength. In the end, only some bone powder was left in his hand. A lifetime of learning, but at least I can feel something.

The Chen Dynasty has always taken the path of learning from the best of others, observing a thousand paths without taking a thousand paths.

The road of the demon clan is also a road, and he also wants to take a good look at it.

After standing up, the pale Chen Chao actually felt very heavy, because he knew very well that the next time he takes action, it will probably be either the demon emperor himself who will fight him to the death, or it will be the demon clan. For someone who is truly a strong player in Fuyun Realm, there will be several people surrounding him.

It is the kind of existence similar to the Sword Sect Master on the human race.

In fact, according to Chen Chao, the former should not be that likely, and the latter is more likely, but the damn problem is that if the latter can be resisted, then the former will definitely appear.

Chen Chao smiled bitterly. This kind of thing is actually because the demon clan has a richer background, otherwise it would not be like this.

Shaking his head, Chen Chao pressed the handle of the knife and turned to the south.

After finishing fighting here, there should be some short rest at the General's Mansion.

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In front of the Great Wall of the North, the demon clan and the human race are actually still in a stalemate. The demon clan has paid a considerable price, but still cannot break this hard nut.

However, Daliang's side is not feeling easy either. The constant consumption is a result that Daliang must bear.

Dozens of sword cultivators from the Sword Sect have been killed in battle, including the old swordsman Gantang who previously killed Liu Xiang with his sword. He was only one step away from the realm of the Great Sword Immortal. In the end, he was also dead. I couldn't see the scenery over there.

It's a pity, but that's how life is.

From the other sword sects, a few sword immortals actually died.

Before a war ended, about five or six Wangyoujing people died here. If it had been any other time, I am afraid that the border army would have rushed to the Shendu, but these two years have been much better. Although it is not unusual nowadays, it is not something particularly difficult to accept.

After all, the family background is different.

Not many people died in the Wangyou state, because more people died under the Wangyou state.

More than fifty monks in the Other Shore Realm have died long ago, and more than a hundred are already dead in the Sea of ​​Bitterness Realm.

The lower the realm, the easier it is to die.

But the ones who died the most were the low-level border soldiers. They were killing people all the time, non-stop.

But when the battle reports from the north are spread, the demise of those sword immortals and strong practitioners will make people sigh with regret, but these ordinary soldiers will be difficult to mention.

The red-sleeved demon king watched the demon clan attacking the city with no emotion in his eyes, but he quickly stood up from the chariot, and the high priest beside him suddenly turned his head at this moment.

Both looked behind.

The high priest's face became a little ugly.

The Red Sleeve Demon Lord smiled bitterly and said, "It's a prophecy."

The high priest was silent.

Both of them could clearly see that in the distance over there, there was a young warrior in black walking slowly south.

"Ming Jin retreats the troops."

The Red Sleeve Demon Lord quickly made a decision and said, "Take a break."

The high priest made no objection.

Then a vast horn sound soon sounded.

As the horn sounded, the demon army began to slowly retreat.

The tide is generally low.

The young warrior who returned to the top of the city stood there and watched the departing demon clan.

The Red Sleeve Demon Lord ignored it and just turned his head to look at the north.

She felt a little tired.