Demon Lord: "..."

The distance is really too close.

He wanted to withdraw his hand immediately, but he didn't expect Gu Xia to persist and kept holding his sleeve tightly and refused to let go.

In that case——

The Demon Lord gave up the sleeve without hesitation, and after a swish sound, Gu Xia's sword missed.

"Wow~" Fu Sheng Jian's voice stretched out slightly, and he let out an exaggerated exclamation.

The Demon Lord’s eyelids twitched violently.

Dark demonic energy swept behind him, and he automatically blocked out the weird aura from the sword spirit. Under the overwhelming attack, rocks around him exploded one after another. At the moment Gu Xia dodged, several pitch-black chains took shape and approached her silently.

A sneak attack, right?

The moment Gu Xia discovered it, she raised her sword to chop, but unexpectedly, one of the chains wrapped around the sword in her hand and then pulled it back violently.

"???"

Gu Xia was really stunned this time.

Is he trying to steal her sword?

This is totally unethical.

Can a sword cultivator still be a sword cultivator without his sword?

You, the Demon Lord with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually use this trick?

Gu Xia also clenched the hilt of the sword without hesitation.

For a moment, a very strange scene appeared on the scene. If you didn't know, you would think that the man and the demon were playing tug-of-war.

The body of the stolen Fu Sheng Sword made a friction sound.

Immediately, the evil energy transformed into chains with cold murderous intent and attacked her neck. Seeing this, Gu Xia clenched his other hand suddenly, and the silver-white spirit sword was thrown out, which turned into a bright sword shadow and passed by at lightning speed.

The chains condensed by demonic energy instantly broke into pieces and then dissipated into the air.

——What a fast sword.

The Demon Lord was caught off guard by the swing of her sword with her left hand.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at what was in Gu Xia's hand.

It was a brand new spiritual sword.

At least the Demon Lord couldn't find the slightest impression in his mind.

But it is undeniable that the attack power of the sword in Gu Xia's hand is not weak at all, it can even be said to be very strong.

After reaching this conclusion, the Demon Lord laughed coldly, "I can't tell, Gu Xia, you hid it quite well."

Even after it has come to this, he can still be killed suddenly and unexpectedly.

The thick demonic energy was dispersed by the sword light. Gu Xia seized the opportunity to quickly adjust his posture in the air and rolled to the side to avoid the opponent's subsequent punch.

"boom--"

The ground sank deeply, raising large clouds of smoke and dust.

Gu Xia stood up and brushed off the dust on his body, and replied with the same smile, "Same here."

"After all, you are not bad. Planning our sect's internal strife must have taken a lot of your brain cells, right?" She stretched out her voice with some emotion, "You are already old, what if you overuse your brain and become bald? Tsk tsk, when the time comes, I'll put it on the forum of the cultivation world, maybe it will become a world-famous painting, don't thank me too much."

She smiled shyly, "Because I am such a helpful person."

"..."

Although he didn't understand what brain cells were, this didn't stop the Demon Lord from hearing a strong hint of sarcasm in them.

Not to mention that Gu Xia kept saying "overuse of the brain leads to baldness" on the left and "world famous paintings" on the right.

This made the Demon Lord, who had always been self-centered, feel deeply offended.

ha?

Still willing to help others?

Just her?

Give me a break.

Do you believe that those dead monsters and demons will come back to life and accuse her of "false advertising"?

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