Chapter 677: The Demon King

The power of the stars is the power of heaven and earth. Pei Xuanjing's sword strike attracted the power of the Big Dipper, and countless rivers of sword energy swept across the sky and shattered the void.

Although this was only a sword move created by Pei Xuanjing when he was in the third or fourth level of the spiritual realm, it was also earth-shattering when he used it with his strength at this moment.

If the previous two moves were very exquisite, they were just exquisite for Jiuren Sword Master, and they were nothing at all.

However, facing this sword, Jiuren Sword Master did not dare to underestimate it. He slowly closed his eyes, gently stretched out his hand, and a magic sword fell into his hand. When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were full of sword intent, and the essence of heaven and earth around him seemed to cut off everything for this sword intent.

Wherever Jiuren Sword Master's eyes passed, the terrifying sword intent destroyed everything. He seemed to be a supreme in the sword way, surrounded by countless sword energy, and all the swords between heaven and earth had to surrender in front of him.

He swung his sword and chopped it out, the sword light cut through the sky, meeting Pei Xuanjing's sword.

Not only that, one sword slashed out, the sword light flashed, and then another sword, the sword light was layered after layered, and nine layers of sword light were slashed out in succession, and these sword lights were stronger than the last.

Boom!

The two terrifying sword lights collided, the space was broken, and the sky shook.

Hiss!

On Shenxiao Mountain, many cultivators who were watching the battle, even if they were watching the battle through the projection of the Tianji Mirror, were stabbed by this terrifying sword intent. Many cultivators thought of this terrifying sword, and their clothes were soaked, as if this sword had been imprinted in the depths of their souls.

"The swordsmanship of these two people has reached the end of the mundane world. I'm afraid that only the legendary immortal swordsmanship can suppress them!" A strong man sighed.

Master Zu Tian touched the long sword at his waist, with divine light flashing in his eyes. He regretted that he had casually condensed this incarnation and returned. Otherwise, he would have had the opportunity to fight and discuss with these two people.

Above the sky, Pei Xuanjing and Jiuren Jianzun's fight has not stopped. The two of them continued to display their understanding of the sword path to verify what they have learned.

Pei Xuanjing's sword path created the next fourth sword, fifth sword, sixth sword, seventh sword, and even the eighth sword were all displayed.

The same is true for Jiuren Jianzun. He also displayed many magical sword techniques of the Sword Sect, as well as the sword path he integrated with the sword sect's learning, and the Jiuren Sword Sutra he opened up by himself.

The two of them each realized what they learned in the sword path, constantly checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.

For the fight between the two, many cultivators in the underground were so intoxicated. After all, swords are the most used magic weapons by cultivators in the Tianhuang Realm. Watching the fight between these two sword masters, they naturally benefited a lot.

Various sword techniques and sword moves were performed by the two men. Even the most ordinary and simple sword moves, performed by these two sword masters, were extraordinary.

After an unknown amount of time, the two men finally stopped fighting.

The two men benefited a lot from this fight and both had extraordinary insights.

"Let's end it in a draw this time?" Pei Xuanjing asked.

"According to what the national teacher said." Jiuren Sword Master nodded.

The outcome of the fight between the two men was no longer relevant to the overall situation, so it didn't matter who won or lost. A draw was the best outcome.

Pei Xuanjing stood in the sky waiting for Jiuren Sword Master to fall back on Shenxiao Mountain.

And Xuantian Sect Master didn't need Pei Xuanjing's invitation at this moment. When Jiuren Master returned, he knew that it was time for him to take action.

Xuantian Sect Master chuckled and took a step forward. The next moment, his figure appeared hundreds of miles high in the sky. In just a few steps, he had arrived in the sky at the same height as Pei Xuanjing.

"Master, please!"

"National Master, please!"

The two looked at each other and spoke almost at the same time.

At this moment, Master Xuantian no longer had any scruples. Winning or losing was not important, but being able to fight with a master like Pei Xuanjing was a rare opportunity for him, so he didn't want to miss it.

Boom!

The two men burst out with momentum, and a big battle was about to break out.

But at this moment, they were suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"Hahaha, although the human race is the same race, they often kill each other for profit," a fierce and generous voice came out, resounding through the world, whether it was above the sky or on Shenxiao Mountain, it could be clearly heard.

Pei Xuanjing, who was about to take action, heard the voice and suddenly his face turned cold, and impatience flashed in his eyes.

And Master Xuantian opposite him had almost the same reaction, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

On Shenxiao Mountain, many powerful people who were watching the two people fighting, reacted immediately at this moment, as if they were facing a great enemy, and rose into the air one after another, and came to the place where Pei Xuanjing and the others were.

Almost at the moment when many powerful people arrived, dozens of figures appeared in the distance, led by a burly man with golden hair. The other party's long golden hair fluttered, and the essence of heaven and earth flowed around him, and he was full of a majestic aura.

This big man stood there, with an amazing aura on his body, as if he contained a terrifying aura in his body. As long as he made a move, it would be a stone-shattering shock.

The dozen figures beside him were almost the same as him, each of them exuding this amazing aura, which was not inferior to Pei Xuanjing's incarnation at all.

"Lion King, your demon race is constantly fighting among themselves, and you still have the face to laugh at my human race." Xuantian Sect Master sneered disdainfully.

When the Xuantian Sect Master saw the people coming, he knew that he might not have a chance to fight Pei Xuanjing today. After all, no matter what their problems were, they were all problems within the human race, but the people in front of him were from the demon race.

The leader was the strongest of the demon race, the Golden Lion King. The dozen or so strongest of the demon race beside him were all old monsters who had entered the ninth level of the spiritual realm.

"Old lion, we are having a great time discussing the Dao, why are you old monsters here to join in the fun?" Jiuren Sword Master asked with an impatient look in his eyes.

Obviously, with the style of the Sword Sect, they were already very disgusted with these demons. If the real body was not here at this moment, and the other party only appeared as an incarnation, it would be meaningless to kill the other party, otherwise Jiuren Sword Master would have already taken action.

The rest of the strongest people of the human race also looked at these suddenly appearing strongest monsters with an unchanging expression.

Those who come with bad intentions will not come with good intentions. This group of old monsters appearing here now definitely have no good intentions.

After so many years of fighting, the strongest of the monsters and humans have long been very familiar with each other, so even if these strongest of the human race look at them with ugly faces, many of the strongest of the monsters are still fearless, but still smile and are not moved at all.