2514: C2514 Immortal Sword Dance

C2514 Immortal Sword Dance

Inside the Human Slave prison, the battle between Xu Liusu and Liu Qianji had already begun.

Inside the treasury of the Material Tree Prison, Mo Sandao had already revealed his real identity in front of God Wu.

At the same time, Lee Beirann, who moved even faster, quietly followed the demon race general, Flying Catfish, and arrived at the opposite party's palace.

"All of you can leave now. Prepare for tonight's demon clan banquet, you have no business here."

The Flying Catfish entered a palace, dismissed the two female greater demons that were serving him and sat down quietly.

After the two female Diremonsters left the palace, a white-clothed youth with a sword on his back slowly appeared at the palace's entrance.

Lee Beirann raised his head and looked at the sky. Then, he silently stretched out two fingers.

In the blink of an eye, numerous sword restrictions filled the air. Sharp sword Qis covered the skies outside the palace, completely enveloping it within.

It was hard to imagine, among the young experts in the world, other than the late Lan Cexuan, who else could have such a swift and violent formation, it was almost formed in the blink of an eye.

Judging from Lee Beirann's cultivation, his formation was clearly much better than Lan Cexuan's.

Of course, if Lan Cexuan was still alive, the two of them would be equally matched.

Unfortunately, he was already dead.

Although Lee Beirann's formation was set up without a sound, the master of the palace was the first to sense it.

On top of the jade collapse, the Flying Catfish suddenly opened its bean-sized, pitch-black eyes.

Someone had the audacity to set up a formation outside the palace?

Who is it? Lord God Wu? Or Lord Hu Xiaogu?

Could it be Glaucous Green Horn?

He did not think about Liu Qianji or Lee Canghai at all.

After all, as heaven's pride level humans, the two of them didn't dare to behave atrociously in the Glazed Demon Stream at all!

"Who is it!"

The Flying Catfish's stomach bulged, and a sound wave sprayed out from its mouth as it roared.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

Three voices of Jian Ming suddenly sounded out in the empty palace hall, and immediately after, a white figure appeared in front of him.

This person had a very handsome appearance and a handsome temperament. His face was curved and his body gave off a graceful feeling.

There was a yellow gourd by his right waist. It was a wine pot filled with fine wine.

Flying Catfish had never seen this person before, his narrowed eyes, as he coldly said: "Who are you!"

Lee Beirann had done all of this. After confirming that everything was safe, he decided to directly kill the Flying Catfish.

Thus, his answer was exceptionally simple.

"Watch my sword!"

Suddenly, like silver lightning, Lee Beirann took three steps forward and swung his sword.

A white-robed Immortal who was filled with valor and valor transformed into an illusory image as he stood there in midair. He wielded a sword, and as he swung his sword downwards, the sword-light grew in size by countless times.2

The Flying Catfish's face instantly revealed a terrified expression!

The power of this sword was extremely terrifying!

"Dodge!"

With a roar, the Flying Catfish turned into a demon. It was a black, sticky catfish, several zhang long, with a fat body. Its two catfish whiskers floated back and forth at the corner of its mouth, moving along the wall and leaving behind a large amount of mucus.

Boom boom!

The sword landed on the wall and shattered it into pieces. Cracks began to appear like spider webs as the palace shook slightly.

Lee Beirann was not surprised at all. With a playful smile, he said, "What a disgusting catfish. It's pretty fast, but how long can you hide for?"

Then, Lee Beirann held his sword and traded it for another killer secret sword — Immortal Seeking!

This was a Divine ranked sword weapon, and he had been wearing it ever since Lee Beirann came to the Demonic Ruins Battlefield.

It was now of great use.

Lee Beirann took a step forward. He was no longer three steps away, but several zhang away. He was like a fleeting flash of light as he brought out the elegant sword technique.

In the blink of an eye, countless sword beams shot forward. The sword and the sword flashed through the air like an immortal dancing with the sword!

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