C22 Defeated

"Perfection. You're merely at the initial-stage of the Golden Immortal Realm, yet your Sword Dao has actually reached the Perfection Realm!"

Bull Demon King's cry of alarm resounded through the sky.

In the sky.

Under the huge sword that soared through the sky, Jianyun stood on his knees. He was clearly holding a sword in his hand, but it was as if he was holding a mountain.

"Hu..."

He let out a long breath, and the sound was as loud as thunder.

"Can you block this sword?"

Jianyun's eyes were burning as he took a step forward. With just one step, it shook the entire mountain range.

This was merely the eve before the storm erupted!

"Old bull, you can't stop it." Princess Iron Fan shouted. Her voice was filled with undisguised anxiety. At the same time, she flew in front of Bull Demon King.

"Devil Lord, eat this old lady's fan." Princess Iron Fan suddenly waved the banana fan.

A strong wind instantly surged up to the sky. When it arrived in front of Jianyun, it shattered the space. However, the strong wind, which should have been filled with infinite power, had passed through Jianyun at this moment.

"Hmm?" Princess Iron Fan's beautiful eyes widened.

She did not expect that her banana fan would actually be useless. But before she could react, a sense of life and death crisis locked onto her.

"Madam, quickly retreat."

Bull Demon King grabbed Princess Iron Fan and threw her out.

"Old cow that has been infected, you dare to throw me away!" Princess Iron Fan cursed loudly.

Bull Demon King took a deep breath and leaned forward, turning into a three hundred meter tall minotaur.

The surging demonic energy shook the sky!

"What a great Middle Court Devil Lord! With your early Great Luo cultivation base, you have reached the end of the Great Luo. If you have the time to accumulate magical energy, I will recognize you as the strongest person under the Quasi-sage."

Bull Demon King threw his head back and laughed.

"This sword of yours is truly amazing. If it was any other brother of mine, I'm afraid he would have lost half of his life, but this old bull isn't afraid!" Bull Demon King's voice shook the void.

At the same time, he raised his silver fork and smashed it towards Jianyun.

Jianyun seemed to be waiting for this moment. He retracted all the profound light in his eyes and shook his arms.

In the distance.

The 100,000 soldiers watched helplessly as the Heavenly Sword collided with the demonic bull.

In an instant.

The world turned white and became deathly still. Even the sound of the wind had disappeared.

Until...

The surging magical energy shook the void and the space shattered one after another. The violent wind that was created was not weaker than Princess Iron Fan's banana fan.

The heaven and earth shook violently!

At the core.

Bull Demon King waved the silver fork in his hand crazily, smashing it against the Green Duckweed Sword.

Jianyun instantly took a step forward, and his body turned into tens of thousands of shapes. Moreover, each and every one of them released a sword intent that could destroy everything.

As for Bull Demon King, every step he took shook the sky. He waved the silver trident in his hand to suppress everything. Even if hundreds of people attacked him together, they still wouldn't be able to stop Bull Demon King's trident.

The more they fought, the fiercer they became. The more they fought, the more intense the fight became. The fiercer the fight became!

Not long after.

"Pu!"

A figure flew out.

It was Jianyun. There was a trace of blood on his mouth, and he was forced back dozens of steps in the air.

"Hand over your life."

Bull Demon King didn't care about anything else, and chased after him.

He swept with his silver fork.

Jianyun blocked with his sword.

Another collision!

Jianyun spat out a mouthful of blood. He retreated frantically in the air, and the space under his feet exploded.

"What a powerful old bull! His cultivation base is terrifying! Jianyun will remember this battle!" Jianyun said in a deep voice.

"Withdraw, quickly retreat!"

The 100,000 soldiers heard him.

"Mighty True Lord!"

Fire Spirit God shouted subconsciously, then waved his hand with all his might. The drum-beating heavenly soldiers immediately called for everyone to retreat.

"Bull Demon King, let's stop this battle for now. My True Lord thinks of you as a burden and doesn't want to kill you in front of your wife. I'll spare you this time. The next time we meet, I'll definitely kill you."

After saying those words, Fire Spirit God turned around and ran away at lightning speed.

At the same place.

"That old bull still thanks your True Lord." Bull Demon King's silver fork swept towards the tail of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers.

Magical power surged.

The 100,000 heavenly soldiers were swept into the air and rolled a few times, then each of them helped themselves to escape.

Bull Demon King didn't chase after them. His eyes were red as he watched the 100,000 heavenly soldiers leave. White smoke was coming out from his nostrils.

"Old bull, old bull."

Princess Iron Fan flew over anxiously at this time. Seeing Bull Demon King's angry face, Princess Iron Fan said fiercely, "Why are you still standing there? Why did you let Devil Lord leave?"

When Bull Demon King heard this, he smiled bitterly. When he turned back to an ordinary person, he felt a surge of hot blood gushing out of his chest.

"You..."

Princess Iron Fan was so scared that she covered her mouth.

"In the end, this old bull is too arrogant. That sword of this brat almost cut the old bull into two." Bull Demon King said with a bitter smile.

"So strong?" Princess Iron Fan's face turned pale.

"Don't be afraid. If this brat wants to kill the old bull, he is still far away. This sword should be his most powerful sword. If this sword cannot kill the old bull, then the old bull will definitely kill him."

Bull Demon King looked into the distance.

"You have suffered from the plague. Isn't this a battle of life and death?" Princess Iron Fan pulled Bull Demon King's ear.

"Madam, it hurts. I am still injured," ___ said. Bull Demon King begged for mercy and looked up at the sky.

"This kid still has a trump card, but it's useless. At least, I didn't see that powerful physique of his. He only treated this old bull as a sword test stone."

...

Fifth Peak Mountain.

"True Lord." When Fire Spirit God and the others returned, they saw Jianyun sitting cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his breathing.

"Repair and recuperate. I need to go into seclusion to heal my injuries. If the demon race doesn't have an army pressing down on us and no demon kings come to attack us, don't disturb me." Jianyun said in a deep voice.

Fire Spirit God was startled when he heard this.

"True Lord, could it be that your injuries are so severe that you are going to enter a death seclusion?!"

Jianyun didn't say anything. Instead, his surging sword intent surged and condensed into a sword cocoon, enshrouding himself within it.

Fire Spirit God naturally didn't dare to touch the sword cocoon. He subconsciously retreated.

Inside the sword cocoon.

All 108,000 acupuncture points on Jianyun's body were wriggling crazily at this moment.

Before he returned to the Heavenly Court, Jianyun had suffered a kick from Bull Demon King, causing half of his body to collapse. After he returned to the Heavenly Court, he could only suppress his injuries.

This time, he went to find Bull Demon King.

He only wanted to test the power of his sword, but Jianyun already had an answer.

Now, he had fully recovered from his injuries.

Time flew by.

Fifty years passed in the blink of an eye.

Fifth Peak.

There were many palaces.

The 100,000 soldiers had dispersed the demonic qi of the Five Peaks Mountain long ago. The sky was blue, and there was a faint glow of light.

In the middle of the palace.

A wisp of sword qi struck the air.

The 100,000 heavenly soldiers all felt it, and their eyes were filled with fanaticism as they looked towards the core area.

In the distance.

Fire Spirit God had an excited expression on his face as he strode to the entrance of the hall.

"Welcome back, True Lord!" Fire Spirit God knelt on one knee and shouted with an excited tone.

In the palace, the sword cocoon turned into a ray of light and dissipated, revealing Jianyun's body.

"True Lord!"

Hearing this, Jianyun slowly opened his eyes.

When he got up, cracking sounds could be heard from his entire body, and it was as if the space around him was completely suppressed by Jianyun's physical body.

Fire Spirit God naturally saw this scene, and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Jianyun was also stunned for a moment before his expression returned to normal.

"Go and prepare."

"Yes, sir!" Fire Spirit God cupped his fist and replied. After that, he turned around and rushed out.

He wanted to ask why he was preparing for this. Naturally, it was to get rid of the demon once again!

Jianyun moved his body and disappeared from where he stood, leaving behind only the sound of a sword chime that did not disappear for a long time!