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"Ha ha."

"Oh, Mr. Demon King, haven't you died yet? If you can hope that you can die sooner, then the pain will be reduced."

"Pain? What is the brave man talking about?"

Jieshi stared at the admired brave man in front of him, twisted his fingertips vigorously to confirm whether he could still control it, then twisted his arms, and finally his whole body, regaining control of his whole body, the corners of his mouth full of blood seemed to be A sticky and ugly smile appeared as if grasping victory.

Seeing Jieshi's appearance, the brave frowned in confusion for the first time.

"This... is really unexpected. With this degree of injury, it should be impossible to move anymore."

"Hey, that's right...so I made another filing."

"What does this sentence mean?"

poof.

In doubt, the brave man with Fengao's appearance pulled out the holy sword inserted into Jiexi's body, and the shining sword was stained with a layer of dark red turbid blood.

"Whoa!"

It wasn't an illusion or a hallucination, and it wasn't self-hypnosis. Jie Shi clearly saw the blood hole in his chest that was pushed out and penetrated directly to the back.

"Ha ha."

Jie Shi still maintained this frightening smile.

This time, the brave man frowned deeply incomprehensibly.

"Humans, watch carefully! My will will not die. Even if a hole is dug out of my chest, even if my limbs are cut off, even if my heart is taken away, I will become a corpse, become The evil spirits ran in front of you and killed you with resentment, hid in your dreams to steal your spirits, threatened the lives of your family members, took away all the food you needed, and completely dominated you incompetent guys with fear!"

The mouth, which should not be able to make a sound, uttered loud words, and the words one after another were clearly heard in everyone's ears.

Until these words slowly spread out and gradually disappeared, none of the "partners of the brave" who were watching made any rebuttal.

"Such words cannot defeat justice, Mr. Demon King."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Clang!

The two magic swords collided with the holy sword, Jieshi tilted himself to force the direction of the holy sword to turn, then turned around and quickly stretched out his right foot to kick Feng Ao's thigh.

"It's not wise to attack carelessly without maintaining your center of gravity, right?"

Withdraw the holy sword and quickly redirect to the attacking right foot.

Hiss.

It easily pierced Jieshi's right foot and bones.

"Huh? There is a certain kind of weakness in the molecule... so it is like this, no wonder Mr. Demon King can still move."

"Humph!"

Facing the brave man, he became calm again. Even though his right foot was pierced, Jieshi didn't feel any pain at all, and immediately swung the slender magic sword at Fengao.

Snapped.

The brave man pulled out the holy sword and allowed the green and golden blade to be stained with more blood and flesh, before colliding head-on with the magic sword again.

Clang!

"Mr. Demon King stepped on the fragments of the black sword into his body, right? Although it is very weak, he did use the power of the black sword to cut through the pain and extend his life, right?"

Clang!

The center of the colliding blade swells into a round wave and spreads outwards. The energy formed forms a hurricane that shreds the sky and the ground, blowing all the swordsmen and magicians who are unable to escape to the sky.

"Have you thought about the power of this magic sword, Mr. Brave?"

"Ability that can only be activated when stained with blood."

"That's right, that's it."

Seeing Jieshi's incomparably confident smile, Feng Ao looked at the "holy sword stained with Jieshi's blood" in his hand.

"It turns out that this is Mr. Demon King's self-confidence, but facing me... in the face of a world-level large-scale field, the effect of a mere small magic sword will not be effective."

"If it's the Demon Sword guy... maybe he will admit defeat obediently and say there will be another time, right? But me, I'm very annoying... I never listen to advice... I... I'm just an annoying guy ...Because I'm the kind of bastard who won't give up until I try it myself!"

hum!

Using the blood stained by the holy sword, the ancient text summoned by the slender magic sword sprang out quickly and surrounded the two blades. The interlaced text shone with a dazzling deep purple light, clearly flashing in everyone's vision.

Click, click, click!

In a few seconds, the slender magic sword suddenly cracked a large number of cracks, and finally turned into pieces.

"Mr. Demon King, have you forgotten? The evil attribute of the magic sword is naturally restrained by the holy sword."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

He didn't bother to pay attention to what Feng Ao said, so he swung another magic sword with all his strength.

hum.

Like the slender magic sword, countless light patterns printed with ancient characters flickered, clearly covering the gap between the two of them circle after circle.

Jie Shi knew very well that this was the final blow.

It's not that the Slender Demon Sword didn't create any opportunities, on the contrary, the Slim Demon Sword has completed its work.

Successfully created a gap of just a few seconds.

The domain of the holy sword is too large, and the power of the slender magic sword can be restored only by using a large number of natural molecules to repair it.

It's just that the key lies in whether Jieshi can do anything in the few seconds of recovery.

Everything depends on this blow.

"Mr. Demon King, this is of no use at all."

"Oh, who knows?"

Evoking a triumphant and arrogant smile, Jie Shi's body that was leaning forward suddenly stopped, saw the timing when the holy sword was swung down, and actively let the body let the holy sword slash on him.

Slap!

He didn't even resist, and let the holy sword penetrate into his shoulder fiercely.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The pain that tears the spirit is beyond the scope of the Shattered Black Sword. The pain that pours into the head cannot be suppressed and wails. The body gradually shakes violently as if it is out of control. The blood color disappeared completely in less than half a second, forming a gray black and cold like a corpse.

"Ah."

The magic sword that had stopped moved again.

Use the body to block the attack of the holy sword, use the ability of the slender magic sword to suppress the huge power of the brave manipulator, and use the last ability of the broken black sword to barely maintain life for a few minutes.

The joys and joys of the past hate pain.

Lost Gino, lost number four, lost countless innocent lives, everything, everything accumulated from the past to the present.

The outcome is all on this blow.

Click, click, click.

While swinging, the magic sword, which had endured several frontal attacks from the holy sword, began to show a large number of cracks.

"Hold on...just hold on."

Snapped!

The magic sword was completely shattered.

"Mr. Demon King should also give up, obediently die and wait until the next time—"

"not yet!"

Even though the first half of the magic sword was broken, Jie Shi still held the hilt tightly, and chopped the remaining part of the second half towards Feng Ao's wrist.

hiss.

At the moment of touching, a bright red wound was cut on the fair skin.

The calm and calm expression of the brave man finally couldn't conceal the fluctuating emotions in his heart at this moment, his eyes widened and he pulled his fingertips away at the same time - at this moment, he was like a puppet with a broken string, and fell to the ground with his eyes closed. .

Snapped!

After swinging this blow, the magic sword was completely shattered.

"The power of the slender magic sword is to penetrate into the core...Even if it is a holy sword, you need to have "consciousness" to recover it. As long as you don't hold it again, there will be no more heroes."

tread.

Keeping the posture of the holy sword being stuck on the shoulder, tilting the head and looking at the crowd with blood all over the body.

"Ha ha……"

As if a long-hungry beast saw its prey, the corners of its mouth were raised into a sticky and weird smile.

"This time is my victory... I, the demon king, will win. Human beings are ready to be ruled by me, and then fear, fear... Obediently submit to me!"

Accompanied by Jie Shi's silent and thin roar, but no one counterattacked, they all showed unbelievable and dazed states of affairs.

Even though he knew that the Demon King was in a state where he could be defeated by anyone who attacked, no one attacked.

The moment the brave man who is the only pillar is defeated, the cowardly spirit can only be dominated by fear.

"Hehe, that's right, that's what I want, that's what I want... I want this expression of despair, this is my favorite look."

tread.

The crooked and rotten body took half a step lightly, trying to get close to the crowd.

Tread, tread, tread...

As the "devil king" approached, all the onlookers took several steps back without exception, and some of them knelt down on the ground with weak legs, pressing their heads on the ground and begging for mercy.

"That's right, that's what it is... to be afraid, to be completely scared, to beg for mercy, hehe, hehehehe..."

lb!

Just as he was about to take another step, the giant tree that had lost the nutrients provided by the holy sword suddenly heard a dull collapse sound, and branches and leaves fell to the bottom one after another.

Under the cover of a large number of black shadows, everyone raised their heads one after another—the huge wooden blocks covered the entire sky like a heavy rain, and fell to the ground quickly with the sound of "咻" at high speed.

"Ahhhhhh! Run away!"

"Run away, run away!"

"Retreat, all troops retreat immediately!"

"Retreat!"

lb!

When a piece of wood the size of a house fell to the ground, everyone ran around with even more panicked faces. The rider on the horse had already left through the woods, fearing that if he turned around accidentally, he would not be able to escape.

Bang, bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Looking at this group of guys who were full of thoughts of running away, Jie Shi quietly put away his smile, and waited for the death-like hole to not move, allowing these huge wooden blocks that would crush him to death at any time to fall.

He looked at the remaining fragments of the black sword, the hilt of the slender magic sword, the hilt of the magic sword, and the holy sword on his shoulder.

"This is my final decision... The Holy Sword and Demon Sword will exist forever in this land, and will never exist in the world... There is no need to interfere with human beings anymore... Don't try to control anymore... There is no need for a foolish Demon King anymore There is no need for an arrogant hero.”

Gently, he smiled again.

"Let them create by themselves... There may be many frictions... But I still believe, I still believe that there will be a day when different discrimination and exclusion will be understood, because ah, their common enemy, that is I have been deeply implanted in their hearts. This is enough, the peaceful world I dreamed of at that time... I created it, right?"

He lowered his head to look at the unconscious Feng Ao.

"I'm sorry... I deliberately told you everything that turned you into the target of the holy sword with a distorted personality... And just... thank you."

The final words fell softly, as if he was finally relieved, his body was inconceivably painless, and he closed his eyes gently while maintaining a smile.

call out--

Huge wood chips that raised dust and smoke continued to fall, and one of the wooden blocks, the size of a noble house, fell on several piled wooden blocks, and the associated energy caused several wooden blocks to roll quickly.

One of them rushed towards Jieshi's position without any hindrance.

Hiss.