I saw the black and red sword rainstorm, and each drop fell accurately on a red corpse shadow, without wasting a single drop!

Any red corpse shadows that were soaked in the rain disappeared directly!

In an instant, large pieces of red corpse shadows were destroyed.

The space that was originally occupied by the tide of corpses is getting empty and empty!

"this……"

The voice of the Corpse Emperor was very surprised, "Impossible, I have experienced all the sword styles of the Seven-Star Sword Heavenly Sutra, and there is no such sword style at all!"

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, as if the corpse tide is immortal and there is no sign of stopping!

However, the breath of the magic sword Azuo was weaker than the peak state. It can be seen that the consumption of using the Seven-Star Sword Rain was huge! It allowed a great emperor to take 30% of his imperial power!

The red corpse tide dissipates at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, when only a lonely red corpse shadow was left, the red corpse shadow seemed to have opened a seal, and its aura fluctuated and rose, and the corpse emperor was restored as before!

What made the Demon Sword Azuo and the audience's eyes twitch, the Corpse Emperor's state did not decline at all!

Not only that, all the terrifying injuries caused by the magic sword Azuo were gone!

A new look!

“…”

Zhao Fan looked at this scene speechlessly, it was too exaggerated. He used such a large-scale method and transformed into countless red light spots into it. Only one of them was destroyed by the sword rain, but his condition did not decline at all?

"You're very good."

The tone of the Corpse Emperor was like an adult evaluating a child with excellent performance.

The Demon Sword Azuo was very unhappy about this, and then his response was a black sword light!

"I've been playing with you for a long time, so let's stop here."

The corpse emperor showed an intriguing smile, his palms merged, clamped the sword light and crushed it directly, and his hands were still flesh and blood, leaving only bones covered with sword marks.

"Um."

The demon sword Azuo nodded slightly, and the seven sword stars on his body instantly merged into one, flashing on his chest, "This is my strongest sword."

Seeing this, the corpse emperor was moved. He said in a calm state: "We have no intersection, why are you fighting with me like crazy?"

“No reason.”

The demon sword Azuo said casually: "Sword, this should be done."

"The people who practice the Seven-Star Sword Heavenly Sutra are all crazy people!"

As soon as the Corpse Emperor finished speaking, he took a breath.

At that moment, it was as if the entire chaotic airflow was moving towards the direction where the Corpse Emperor was.

Zhao Fan felt it, and his hair was swaying towards the other side.

Immediately.

The body of the Corpse Emperor expanded like a giant peak in the sky, and stepped on the small and insect-like magic sword Azuo.

"Seven swords... sacrifice your life!"

When the voice of the Demon Sword Azuo fell into the ears of the emperors and Zhao Fan watching the battle, it felt like a masterpiece!

"Don't!"

Zhao Fan opened his mouth powerlessly. He saw the eyes of the Demon Sword Azuo, as if he was using his life to use his next sword!

"Is this life-threatening?"

The War Emperor was incredible and regretful.

Emperor Huanwu held his hands together, and cold sweat emitting fragrance flowed upstream between her face!

"Crazy, die for me!"

The huge soles of the Corpse Emperor fell down with anger!
Chapter completed!