Chapter 440 Cross-Border Sword

The demon race is naturally stronger than the human race, and their bodies are more compatible with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Therefore, the great demons who have cultivated to the Venerable realm can easily crush the human Venerables of the same realm.

It can be said that if the human sword cultivators do not come out, no one can compete with it.

Looking at the attributes of the BOSS, Su Ming was shocked.

A single attribute of more than 1W, compared with all the Venerable-level BOSSes, is also an extremely terrifying existence.

And strictly speaking, it is a semi-saint, and it is only one step away from advancing to the demon saint.

What makes Su Ming most curious is the sword injury BUFF.

I'm afraid... this is the sword that the sword saint Wei Tianhai used before his death.

Even after his death, his remaining sword energy is always suppressing this demon king and doing his best for the human race.

"Is he... the BOSS..." Wan Wu clenched his fists and stared nervously at the one hanging high.

B-level dungeons are already one of the most difficult dungeon levels.

The only dungeons that are more difficult than this one are A-level dungeons and S-level dungeons.

It must be said that the oppressive feeling of this demon king is indeed extremely strong and makes people's scalps numb.

"Master, you must be careful." He looked at Su Ming and said.

Zi Tuo was hanging high in the sky.

There was a flicker of indifference in his eyes, and he didn't take everyone seriously at all.

He was too strong...

As a BOSS, his attributes were much higher than those of Xiang Wuhui, an elite who was also a semi-saint.

He looked down at Xiang Wuhui as if he was looking at an ant.

"For the past hundred years, you have been guarding and reinforcing the restrictions of the demon tower alone."

He stared at Xiang Wuhui, with a purple aura in his eyes.

"Unfortunately, paper cannot cover fire."

"The human race is weak, and this world should have been renewed long ago."

"Don't worry, I will not exterminate the human race, but will leave thousands of mortals to make them the labor force and slaves of my demon race."

He spoke calmly, telling his plan.

The next moment, he opened his arms.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The infinite demonic energy in his body escaped and turned into a series of powerful fist shadows, smashing towards the Demon Suppression Tower.

The talisman paper outside the Demon Suppression Tower flickered, and a layer of golden barrier lingered to resist his attack.

But soon the barrier collapsed, and the cracks in the Demon Suppression Tower became larger and larger.

One, three, seven.

Ten!

In the end, countless demon beasts, demon ancestors, and demon kings who had been suppressed in the past all flew out of the cracks!

The weakest among them had a fourth or fifth turn combat power, and the strongest had a venerable combat power.

With so many demon ancestors born, the pressure was so terrifying that Su Ming even felt a palpitation.

It was too difficult to kill the demon king, so the sword saints of all generations could only seal him in the tower.

Up to now, hundreds of demon kings have been sealed in the Demon Suppression Tower, and there are thousands of demon ancestors.

Those ancient demon kings each have their own secret methods, and some even had the cultivation of demon saints before.

Therefore, they can retain the last trace of consciousness and cultivation in the refining of the Demon Suppression Tower and survive.

Those powerful demons have now become demon ancestors. Although their realm is not as good as Zi Tuo, who has been refined for the shortest time, their skills are extremely evil and their magic is even more difficult to deal with.

The demon king of each generation is the strongest existence of the demon clan, with a very high status and magnificent blood power.

They are extremely difficult to kill, even for the sword saint.

It is already extremely difficult for the sword saint of each generation to find the contemporary demon king.

It is almost impossible to kill the demon king, and only a very few sword saints have done it.

The demon king is too difficult to kill!

Being able to defeat it and seal it in the tower and gradually refine it is already a feat among feats.

But this method of sealing the demon clan has now become a time bomb.

Today, all the demons that have been sealed in the past generations have come out in full force.

This is definitely the most terrifying catastrophe for the human race in history!

The heaven and earth wept, hundreds of demons were rampant, and the entire Shushan Mountain had become a demon mountain, with purple fire gushing everywhere and demonic energy flowing everywhere.

The mountain collapsed, the gatehouse collapsed, and ruins were everywhere.

Xiang Wuhui looked at this scene, holding a wooden sword and a wine pot in the other hand. There was no fear in his eyes...

Instead, there was only absolute calmness.

Because he had known that there would be such a day.

He was ready to die.

He died for the human race, and his hundred years of lonely guarding had a perfect ending.

He turned his head, looked at Su Ming, and said calmly.

"Boy, take these friends of yours and leave Shushan."

"I... am going to kill."

Su Ming heard this, his eyes were cold.

Sure enough, the senior has always been ready to sacrifice himself, and he is here alone to kill the demon ancestor, and he can kill one by one.

He wants to use his body to become a barrier to isolate these demons from the world!

He taught me swordsmanship, and the original purpose was to let me leave this place, spread swordsmanship to all parts of the human race, and give the human race a future.

From the beginning, he never thought of letting me participate in the war!

Su Ming naturally disagreed.

"Impossible."

He raised his hand and clenched it, and all the flying swords in the sword box were suspended beside him, circling and spinning.

He looked like he was going to participate in the war.

"I have learned your sword, so I have to kill monsters here." Su Ming said seriously.

This was the first time he contradicted the old sword master.

Xiang Wuhui shook his head and smiled coldly.

"Stubborn boy, I will do the same if I use force!"

"You learned the Heart Sword at the age of 20, and you are more talented than Li Xuan. How can I let you die here!" He whispered with a gleam in his eyes.

After that, he raised his hand and urged the sword, swinging it horizontally!

Whoosh!

A simple sword energy shattered the space of this world and directly tore a big hole in it! !

Wu Po Void!

This means that he is already a cultivator with the peak combat power of this world!

Immediately, Xiang Wuhui put his hand together and pointed the sword, lightly tapping it out.

Everyone only felt a sword intent like an autumn wind blowing past, blowing them into the space crack and leaving this place!

"Not good! Senior Xiang is going to send us away from here?" Jiang Yunqing's eyes trembled.

"He is going to sacrifice himself and kill the demon king alone here!?" Ni Shuang looked at Xiang Wuhui, and endless admiration emerged in her heart.

Died for the human race.

Old senior... deserves the name of Sword Master.

"Although the senior is strong, there is still a huge gap between his strength and the world boss." Ji Yao bit her lips lightly, unable to bear it.

The old senior's free and easy personality made her feel very close. How could she be afraid to flee and watch him die alone?

Besides, they and Su Ming came here to kill the boss and get rewards!

Wan Wu also clenched his fists, unwilling to accept this ending.

He absorbed too many human memories and began to empathize with human emotions.

At this moment, Su Ming's face was indifferent, and a clear sword intent flashed in his eyes!

The next moment.

Crack!

The sound of space shattering was heard.

I saw a broad moonlight giant sword, shattering the space, coming across the boundary from a very far distance!