His movements are not unpleasant, but Meng Zheng's movements are faster.

Without waiting for Yu Wen to think of the sword as a meteor, a sharp and incomparable sword light has broken the sky. It's like the lightning that pierces the night.

Compared with Yuwen Sicheng's complicated sword meaning of meteor melting rain, this knife is so simple and direct, with a kind of absolute meaning that if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent.

"Demons, you are demons!" Yuwen Sicheng reflects that the other party is not a member of Ling family. Only the demon clan can display such a wild and unique sword technique.

The demons are strong. Usually, their martial arts skills are better than those of other races. What's more, Meng Zheng has gone through a life of death with Ling Chuxi, and his actual combat experience is far better than other demons. In addition, the power of this sword is far beyond his own realm.

Meng Zheng didn't speak. All his spirits, all his killing intentions, and the blood biting anger of the demon clan that day had been condensed into this sword.

In addition, there is a long backlog of depression. Compared with Ling Chuxi, his strength gap is too obvious. As a follower, when Ling Chuxi is in danger, he can do nothing, and even has no chance to attack. How can he not be depressed.

Today, he finally found a chance to prove himself.

The wind of the sword is rustling, and the wind and cloud change color. It brings people a sense of depression.

Yu Wen Si Cheng's face changed dramatically and despised the enemy! He never dreamed that Meng Zheng was a demon, and he did not expect that he could display such a terrible sword power in the middle period of emperor rank.

If he had been prepared at the very beginning and used the sword power ahead of time, he could still block Meng Zheng's amazing sword. According to his understanding of the demon clan's martial arts, if he blocked the sword, he would not be afraid of it. However, it is too late to say that he made a wrong move.

After all, he is one of the most outstanding masters in the young generation of Yuwen family. At the critical moment of life and death, Yu Wen Sicheng does not make any self-restraint. He shouts angrily and stands up to Meng Zheng's gas sea stab.

This is a sword that ends in the same fate. Even if Meng Zheng's long sword is killed, this sword will completely destroy Meng Zheng's five internal organs and Qi sea. For practitioners, it is no different from killing him.

Yuwen Sicheng believes that Meng Zheng has no such courage.

He didn't guess wrong. Meng Zheng did not want to die with him, not because he had no courage, but because it was not worth it. However, Meng Zheng would never withdraw his knife because of this.

His body shape is slightly wrong. Meng Zheng allows the sword to penetrate from his right chest, bringing out a bunch of prickly bloodstains. The long knife in his hand, also slightly on one side, heavily slaps Yuwen Sicheng's shoulder.

Yu Wensi Cheng seemed to be hit by a huge hammer. His five internal organs moved and puffed out a mouthful of blood foam. His whole body was scattered and fell on the ground.

Meng Zheng's long sword fell in accordance with the situation and stayed in front of his eyes less than half a foot. The long sword was still inserted in Meng Zheng's right chest. From the front, there was only one handle left, and blood was dripping down the body of the sword.

However, his figure is still so solid, so calm, his knife still releases the killing intention that makes people tremble, that look, is to let people dare not look directly.

For the first time in his life, he felt the fear of death.

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