Start Ten Consecutive Draws and Then Invincible

　　 A gluttonous method caught everyone by surprise.

　　 The madman of Chu who has recovered to the peak again, the white lotus blossoms are condensing in the void again, and the unparalleled defense makes all the magic repairs helpless.

　　 With a wave of the holy sword, the overbearing sword light caused the demons present to die continuously.

　　 Even the masters of the Three Sects of the Demon Path are hard to match.

　　 There are 10,000 magic repairs left, and they are being harvested continuously.

　　Buzz...

　　 At this time, the Tianhuang Magic Spear appeared abnormal next to Madman Chu, and it jumped out and shot in a certain direction.

　　 A young man grabbed the flying magic spear, his face was full of ecstasy, "It's successful! The devil spear is mine!"

　　 This young man holds a hand bone in his hand, and his whole body reveals a tyrannical rhyme, which resonates strongly with the Tianhuang Magic Spear!

　　 This resonance is stronger than before!

　　The madman of Chu had great runes circulating in his eyes, and he glanced at the young man, "Zhao Wuji, a descendant of the former Promise Demon Venerable, now a disciple of the Lord of the Landlord, possesses the Promise Demon Body, and cultivates the Saint Law..."

　　 The madman of Chu whispered, "The descendants of the Promise Demon Venerable, it seems that all monsters, ghosts, and snakes have emerged."

　　 The magic spear was taken away, the Madman Chu had a calm expression, but the other magic repairs became extremely excited.

　　 "Someone has grabbed a magic gun!"

　　 "Who is that young man? Madman Chu said he is a descendant of the Promise Demon Venerable. Is this true or false?"

　　 "The Dao Yun that comes out of the opponent is the Promise Demon Body, the physique that the Promise Demon Venerable had back then, and I have seen the portrait of the Promise Demon Venerable, and it is indeed somewhat similar to this young man."

　　 "Could it be that he led the people to destroy the Shanhe Sect, for this Tianhuang Demon Spear, it seems that he has succeeded."

　　 "Hmph, whoever he is descended from, now the magic spear is not in the hands of Kuangren Chu, this is easy to grab too much, come on!!!"

　　 "Yes, the Promise Demon Venerable is dead, and the Tianhuang Demon Spear is a thing of no owner. Even if the descendants of the Demon Venerable want it, you have to prove yourself with strength. If you can't keep it, don't blame others."

　　 The cultivator of the Three Sects of the Demon Road suddenly changed the target.

　　 The madman Chu's strength is too strong, so powerful that all the magic repairs are helpless, the magic spear is in his hands, and the magic repairs have no hope at all.

　　 can fall into Zhao Wuji's hands, and they feel that they can do it again. Madman Chu can't help them, can't they cure you?

　　 "Who dares to hurt the young master?"

　　Venerable Withered Teng suddenly took a step and said loudly.

　　Whether it is for Tianhuang Demon Spear or Zhao Wuji's identity, it is impossible for him to let everyone attack Zhao Wuji.

　　 "If you want a magic spear, do you deserve it too?" Zhao Wuji held the Tianhuang magic spear, and the Dao Yun of the Promise Demon immediately broke out!

　　 His explosive momentum is not weaker than any warlord present.

　　 "It's worthy of being a descendant of Demon Lord, it's really extraordinary."

　　 Venerable Dry Teng exclaimed.

　　 "I said, don't you take me too far."

　　 At this time, Madman Chu's body was affected, and he was holding the Kunwu holy sword, stepping out one step, and coming to Zhao Wuji's side, slashing it down with a fierce sword, and the domineering purple sword light almost broke the void!

　　 Zhao Wuji held the magic spear, and slammed towards the sword light. The two forces collided, making a huge roar.

　　 The terrifying Juli followed the spear and directly caused Zhao Wuji's arm bones to burst. With a miserable cry, he could not hold the magic spear and flew out.

　　 "Come on, try again if you can take it away!" Madman Chu took the flying magic spear and inserted it into the ground.

　　 "How could this happen!" Zhao Wuji was shocked, holding the Tianhuang magic spear, he couldn't stop Chu Madman's sword.

　　 His hands trembled, and a drop of blood dripped. He gritted his teeth and urged Mozun's hand bones with the Promise Demon Body, resonating with the Demon Spear, and wanted to be taken back by the Demon Spear again.

　　 But this is completely useless. Under the strong suppression of the Madman Chu, the magic spear did not move!

　　 "Damn it, this magic spear is back in the hands of Madman Chu, it can't be captured at all, let's go!"

　　 "The Madman Chu is too strong, let's leave first."

　　 Some magic repairs suppressed their desire for magic spear, and then they wanted to leave, but they encountered a barrier.

"what's the situation?"

　　 "The spatial structure here has been changed!"

　　Mo Xiu's face changed when he wanted to leave.

　　 Not far away, the Madman Chu who saw all this sneered and said, "I really thought you could come as you say you want, and leave as you say?"

　　 Nine Heavens Sword Prison, is it so easy to leave?

　　 Ever since these demons came here, Madman Chu had never planned to let them go, and didn't plan to let them go!

　　 "Slashing the sky and drawing the sword!" With a wave of the holy sword, the sword light was repeated for an unknown number of times. The warlord headed by the Shura Sect was beheaded on the spot, and even the screams were too late.

　　 "Chu madman, forgive me for not dying, I am willing to serve you as my lord! Be a cow and a horse!" The woman of the Bliss Sect said with tears, her face was beautiful, her eyes flowed in her eyes.

　　 The madman Chu raised his eyes and glanced at her, "You are so good."

　　 The words fell, the holy sword was already swung out.

　　 In the woman's horrified gaze, Jian Guang swallowed her without hindrance, and her body was exploded into a cloud of blood in an instant!

　　 "Run, run away!"

　　 "We are not rivals at all."

　　 "Damn it, how could he be so strong, he is only one person, but our hundred thousand magic repairs are actually helpless against him, how could it be possible!"

　　 On the entire battlefield, Moxiu has become extremely flustered.

　　 Venerable Withered Teng also tried to escape, but even he could not break the blockade of the Nine Heavens Sword Prison and was trapped here.

　　 As a last resort, his eyes flashed with a cruel look~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He spared his life to fight Madman Chu, but even the Venerable only took one more sword.

　　 With the fall of Venerable Withered Vine, the rest of the demons became even more desperate.

　　 For a while, begging for mercy, screaming endlessly.

　　 But the madman of Chu is indifferent, with the sword of heaven on his head, feet on the green lotus, surrounded by white lotus, like a banished immortal high above.

　　 But in the eyes of these demons, no one is more like a demon than the current Madman Chu!

　　 "No, I will die if I continue to stay!"

　　 "You must run away!" Zhao Wuji looked terrified, and quickly took out a rune seal with mysterious runes and tore it apart.

　　 saw Fu Zhuan burst out a powerful spatial rhyme, wrapped Zhao Wuji, and broke through the blockade of the Nine Heavens Sword Prison in the blink of an eye.

　　 Perceiving the space change, Madman Chu showed some surprise on his face.

　　 "Is this space power, some kind of space treasure?"

　　 Chu madman murmured.

　　 There are many spatial treasures in this world, the most well-known of which is a kind of talisman called the big moving talisman.

　　 This kind of talisman seal is very rare, and only the most enlightened talisman can draw it, and such talismans have been rare since ancient times.

　　 "But it doesn't matter, it's just a little bit, and if you encounter it later, you will cut it again." Madman Chu ignored it.

　　 After a while, Madman Chu waved and killed the last few demons.

　　 At this point, this war is officially over.

　　In the mountains, the corpses of the demons were scattered everywhere, with broken limbs and broken arms, and blood was drifting. It was a scene of **** that was difficult to see directly.

　　 And in this hell, a figure in white clothes is peerless, standing with a sword, and the misty and dusty temperament is incompatible with this dead mountain of blood.

　　 In the mountain and river city, all the monks who witnessed this scene were shocked!