The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

The spectators held their breath and stared at the decisive battle intently. They saw the figures of Fu Qian and Shu Yan interweaving in the air, the sword lights and shadows intertwined, as if forming a magnificent picture. They felt the tense atmosphere between Fu Qian and Shu Yan, as if the air was trembling.

In this decisive battle, Fu Qian and Shu Yu both showed amazing strength and perseverance. They kept swinging their swords and attacking, as if they wanted to defeat each other completely. However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not gain a decisive advantage.

At this moment, Fu Qian suddenly noticed Shu Yu's weakness. He changed his strategy immediately. The Xuanyuan Sword instantly emitted a dazzling light, and the original single sword body actually split into countless icy swords, rushing towards Shu Yu like a thousand arrows.

Shu Yu was caught off guard by the sudden attack. He tried to dodge, but it was too late. The icy swords poured down like a rainstorm, covering him. He felt a sharp pain, as if he was stabbed by countless swords, and blood immediately stained his clothes red.

Seeing this, Fu Qian couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in his heart. He knew that he had finally caught Shu Yu's weakness, and this sword strike might be able to turn the tide of the battle! However, just as he was about to launch the final blow, Shu Yu suddenly sneered, seemingly not caring about his injury.

He swung his hand back, and a golden light shot out from his sleeve, instantly knocking the Xuanyuan Sword away. Then, Shu Yu moved, turned into a shadow, and instantly appeared in front of Fu Qian. He stretched out his finger and gently touched Fu Qian's chest. Fu Qian only felt a powerful force coming, as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on him, making him breathless.

"Do you think you can beat me like this?" Shu Yu sneered, "How naive!"

Fu Qian struggled to resist, but the spiritual power in his body had been completely suppressed by Shu Yu, and he could not move at all. He was filled with resentment and despair. Was he going to be defeated by Shu Yu like this?

Just as Fu Qian was about to give up struggling, he suddenly remembered what Baidi said when he handed him the Xuanyuan Sword:

"This sword is an ancient artifact with infinite power, but it requires a sincere heart to work. If you can understand its secrets, you will be able to defeat the powerful enemy."

Fu Qian's heart moved, and he began to silently recite the Xuanyuan Sword's sword formula. Gradually, he felt the power of the Xuanyuan Sword flowing through his body, as if it had merged with him. He took a deep breath, gathered all his spiritual power, and prepared to launch the final attack.

"Humph, a mere trifle!" Shu Yu laughed disdainfully, "Just wait and see!"

He stretched out his hands, palms facing up, and a powerful spiritual power surged out of his body, forming a huge whirlwind that swept towards Fu Qian. Fu Qian was not afraid at all. He tightly grasped the Xuanyuan Sword, and in an instant, Fu Qian's figure flashed and faced the whirlwind like a ghost.

At this moment, Fu Qian seemed to have merged into one with the Xuan-Yuan Sword. The swordsmanship in his hand became more and more fierce. Every sword strike was like a poisonous snake emerging from a hole, or like a violent storm, sweeping towards Shuchen.

Facing such a fierce attack from Fu Qian, Shu Yu could not help but be shocked. He never expected that Fu Qian, who was in a desperate situation, could burst out with such earth-shaking power. In panic, Shu Yu hurriedly used all his strength to resist Fu Qian's overwhelming attack, but it was too late.

Fu Qian was seen holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, with the sword body flashing with dazzling light. It cut through the sky at lightning speed and headed straight for Shu He's chest.

In a flash, there was a crisp sound of "clang", and the Xuanyuan Sword pierced Shu Yu's chest. However, what was incredible was that the indestructible Xuanyuan Sword failed to pierce Shu Yu's body! Shu Yu was like wearing an invulnerable armor, and he endured this fatal blow safely.

After taking Fu Qian's earth-shattering sword attack, a trickle of bright red blood slowly flowed from the corner of Shu Yu's mouth.

"This is impossible... This is the ancient artifact Xuan-Yuan Sword!" Fu Qian's eyes opened wide, and he stared at the incredible scene in astonishment, his heart horrified to the extreme.

"Boy, I have to admit that you do have some skills. But you underestimate the golden armor I wear!"

Shu Yu gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a hint of imperceptible admiration flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash, and was replaced by full disdain.

"But don't get carried away. I am a golden immortal. How can I be defeated by a mere ant like you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Yu attacked again without hesitation. His body was as fast as lightning, so fast that Fu Qian didn't even have time to react before he was hit in the abdomen by a solid punch. In an instant, Fu Qian felt as if he was hit by a high-speed truck, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.

With a loud bang, Fu Qian fell heavily to the ground, spurting a large mouthful of blood. He endured the severe pain and struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes flashing with determination and unwillingness to admit defeat.

"I will never... give up..." Fu Qian gritted his teeth and spoke word by word. Although his voice was weak, it was filled with an extremely firm belief.

Shu Yu could not help but frown when he saw this. He obviously did not expect Fu Qian to be so tenacious, and he secretly sighed in his heart: This guy is really a tough guy!

In this case, Shu Yu decided not to waste any more time and immediately exerted all his strength to deal a fatal blow to the opponent and end the battle as soon as possible.

Just as Shu Yu was about to take action, suddenly, a dazzling light fell from the sky, blocking his attack route.

"Who dares to ruin my good deeds!" Shu Yu roared angrily, his face full of anger.

However, no matter how hard Shu Yu tried, he could not accurately determine who had stopped him. This situation made him alert and worried about what might happen next.

Although he was full of doubts and vigilance, Shu Yu did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He remained highly alert, paying full attention to every movement around him, not missing any details.

He clenched his fists, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he was emitting a strong aura. Suddenly, he swung his arm and attacked Yu Qian with a fierce killing move! This attack was so powerful that it seemed to tear the void apart.

Facing such a fierce attack, Fu Qian remained calm. He chanted a spell rapidly, made hand gestures, and tried his best to control the legendary Xuanyuan Sword. In the blink of an eye, the Xuanyuan Sword turned into a dazzling stream of light and flew towards Shu Yu at lightning speed.