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"Yeah, it's time for me to show you the changes in the Demon Sword Pavilion. However, my mission seems to be a little different from yours," Sword Demon said as his expression gradually turned malevolent. It was clear that he meant what he said, "You are a smart person, and I admit it. What should we do next?"

"Oh?" The Sword Saint pretended to be confused as he secretly gathered his strength. Although the wound on his right hand had already been healed, once he channeled his strength, he would still feel a piercing pain. "Sword Demons are old acquaintances. Why are you always hiding like this?" With that, the Sword Saint immediately threw the Thunder Light Sword into the air and jumped up onto the sword. He understood that for an evil spirit, the ground was his battlefield, and the only way to go was to pull the battlefield up into the air. "Come, let me go back with you."

"Haha, good, good, but we're not going back like this. That person only wants your sword spirit, and the sword spirit that has the power of your jade soul does not need to have a body of its own." A terrifying laughter came out from the black bandage, causing Sword Lord to feel uncomfortable.

"Your disciple should stay at home and watch the door. Why are you looking for disgrace?" Even though he said this, the Sword Saint felt uneasy. It had been a long time since a Sword Saint of such a level had shown such a state of mind.

"Oh? This sovereign will say the ugly words first, this senior isn't like the previous two weak things, in a few moves he was knocked down by you, "the incomparably old voice came out from the Sword Demon's mouth, the corners of his mouth raised in a sinister arc, his blood-red eye was filled with a murderous aura, the Bloodthirsty Bone Sword he pulled out from his waist lightly cut the black bandage on his mouth, revealing the terrifying white bones inside, making a cracking sound with his teeth," Sect Leader, this disciple has yearned for your blood for a long time, so can't I share a spoonful with you? This is the Nightmare Devil Realm of the Sword Demons. If you are unlucky and step into the Demonic Realm, unless the Sword Demon is merciful and opens the entrance to the Demonic Realm, you will never be able to come out.

"I didn't expect that I would actually be on that person's list, and the person that was sent was you. Should I be excited, or should I be excited?" The Sword Saint bitterly smiled, he understood that to deal with this guy who was immune to all physical attacks, the only way to break him was to find his original body, otherwise there was nothing he could do. Although the original body was nearby, it was still possible to rely on that outstanding hidden ability to avoid his own mental strength.

With Sword Saint at the center, the area within a thousand miles around him was covered in dense thunderclouds. One after another, Thunder Dragons circled around Sword Saint to protect him, "Sword Demon, after so many years, have you learned how to boast?"

"That's right, you are still as carefree as ever," the Sword Demon sneered coldly, "Let's see if you have the ability to escape from the hands of an arrogant person. How about you feed me my bone sword, it's already unable to endure the thirst."

"Ridiculous." With a single palm from Sword Saint, he shattered the incoming Nightmare Terrors. However, there were too many of them. If he continued fighting like this, there would be no end to it. He couldn't just let it go. What should he do? Fortunately, the lightning dragon could send a mental message to the Sword Saint, but it did not give him much time to consider. The palm of lightning on his right hand struck out at lightning speed, coincidentally clashing with the blood scythe on the afterimage, the powerful and swift force actually broke the Sword Saint's balance, not only did the old wound from the previous battle cause more damage, more blood was flowing out.

Countless stingers seeped out from the bloody wounds on the scythe, forming a series of sharp blades that pierced madly towards Sword Saint's Thunder Palm. At that moment, Sword Saint was being attacked from the back, and the injury from before had even appeared again, causing him to be dragged along by Sword Demons as they walked. Sword Lord clenched his teeth, he could only feel the blood on his right side, accompanied by a deep burning pain that was etched deep into his brain, while his left side was being sucked deeply into the ice cellar, and he gradually lost consciousness from his left leg.

He thought that playing with the Sword Demon would be enough, but he did not expect it to be like this. In order to give his Moon Sword Dance 18 Styles some time, the Sword Saint had no choice but to say, "We can talk it over, we can talk it over!"

The Bloodthirsty Sword Demon looked at the Sword Saint's bedraggled look and could not help but chuckle. "Is that so? Did you forget about that night ten years ago? " As he said this, the Sword Demon's entire body began to tremble. "From that day onwards, I wanted to kill you at all times. Hahaha, Huang Tian doesn't disappoint those with his heart. Hahaha."

Sword Saint calmed down a little. He cut off the vein on his right hand and focused all of his strength on his left hand. He then continued to fool around with the Sword Demon. "I, I had no choice."

Really?" you released a test subject and killed me without a choice. Then, you gave me to that person as a test subject? " However, wherever the golden light passed, all things would be destroyed. Not even a blade of grass could be seen, and the golden light gradually dissipated, and what came out was actually a skeleton, a skeleton that could speak; this was the Sword Demon's true self. Hearing Sword Lord's words, he could not wait to appear and coldly said, "I know you are forced to do it, but I can't wait to do it." The white skeleton in his hand also had a pair of bone blades, but these two bloody bone blades were, of course.

"Choose one. One is Xian Fei's blood, one is Ye Xuan's blood, one is his lover, and the other is his close friend. Which of these blood sacrifices are you going to choose?" The Sword Demon laughed crazily. Looking carefully at his own body, he said with deep hatred, "I am deeply in love with you, Sword Saint. If not for you, how could I have such a perfect body."

"You!" "Sword Demon, get the hell over here. How did you get their blood? It's obvious, it's all ?" A drop of blood unconsciously fell out from the corner of Sword Saint's eye.

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