Liu Wuxie's voice was cold, which caused the temperature of the entire Demon Burning Land to drop several degrees. The Sword of Painting Sword slashed down again, and the force this time was stronger than before.

While flying, Liu Wuxie carved painting patterns and blessed them to the sword of painting patterns.

The sword of painting patterns forms a long sword aura, and even the space is split into a gap.

Even the senior executives of the Yuan family were shocked by such a terrifying sword of painting.

The Yuan family has not had such a monster painting genius in many years.

Ling Qiongmo felt that his body could not move and was locked in place by the Sword of Painting.

In addition to the painting patterns, Liu Wuxie also merged a trace of spiritual power into it.

The cooperation between soul and mental power is always good.

When the two are combined, it is definitely not one plus one equals two, and the power has been increased by several times.

Facing the unparalleled sword of painting, Ling Qiongmo was furious.

"Block it!"

There is no way to avoid it, Ling Qiongmo can only choose to resist.

The two disciples around them have too average combat power. Not to mention attacks, even defense is difficult.

Liu Wuxie was not a simple sword, but was incorporated into the Chaos Battle Axe technique.

Even a little bit of the power of Chaos Battle Axe is not something that a small immortal can resist.

"Boom!"

A rumbling sound came from the land of the Burning Demons, the earth began to crack, and countless volcanoes erupted.

"What a terrifying sword. What kind of celestial magic has Liu Wuxie practiced? Just the attack of soul power can cause such a terrifying scene."

The people outside the field were already numb and could not describe their mood at this moment.

Most soul attacks are quiet.

An attack like Liu Wuxie that opens and closes is completely unreasonable.

"Click!"

The sword of painting pattern condensed by Ling Qiongmo was easily cut open by Liu Wuxie's sword of painting pattern, turning into countless fragments of painting pattern, and disappearing above the land of Burning Demons.

Liu Wuxie's Painted Sword's speed did not decrease, and he continued to slash towards Ling Qiongmo.

It looks like you will never give up until you kill.

Ling Qiongmo panicked. Facing Liu Wuxie's sword, he could not avoid it.

He didn't want to die yet. Although he practiced the art of reincarnation, his cultivation level would regress and his talent would decrease in every reincarnation.

He was about to die under the long sword, Ling Qiongmo made an incredible move.

He actually grabbed the Linglongtian disciple on the left, blocked him in front of him, and resisted the sword for him.

"Senior Brother Ling Qiongmo, what are you doing?"

The arrested disciple looked panicked. He couldn't understand why Senior Brother Ling Qiongmo wanted to be a scapegoat.

The two elders Linglongtian, sitting on the stage, looked even more ugly.

At the critical moment, Ling Qiongmo used his fellow disciples as a shield. If this matter spread, it would definitely have a huge impact on Linglongtian's reputation.

In addition, Ling Qiongmo is a descendant of Ling Qiongtian, the influence will be infinitely magnified.

The descendants of the dignified Immortal Emperor actually did such a thing, which is disgusting.

"If I die, you will all die. As long as I escape, I will definitely avenge you in the future."

Ling Qiongmo's expression was distorted, and he didn't look like a genius disciple of Linglongtian at all.

Such a wrong truth is so magnificent.

After saying that, he threw the disciple out and hit Liu Wuxie's sword of painting.

Using the body as a shield is really cruel.

After doing it, Ling Qiongmo's body disappeared from the spot and actually took out a strange talisman that could use the talisman to speed up.
Chapter completed!