With Xu Jianqiu's mid-stage sixth realm cultivation, this moment was enough to suppress the entire branch. This terrifying and gloomy aura spread rapidly, making the ordinary disciples pale in fear and flee in a panic.

At this moment, Xu Jianqiu rose into the air, covered in black mist, as if in a deep hell.

Qing Jing first reacted:

"All disciples retreat quickly..."

After hearing this, many disciples dared not stay where they were.

These servants and nominee disciples only have one or two levels of cultivation at most, which is simply a fight between gods and immortals.

Xu Jianqiu didn't care, just stared at Chu Jingtian:

"Boy, you ruin my good deeds, I will definitely not spare you! I will pull out your soul and burn it with flames for a hundred years!"

"Xu Jianqiu, how can you come to the branch? Death!"

Zhen Tiannan, who came to his senses, shouted angrily and poked out his right hand and grabbed it forward.

The serious injury has not been cured, Zhen Tiannan can only exert his strength from the early stage of the Sixth Realm, but it cannot be underestimated at this moment.

"Zheng!"

A sound of swords in the void resounded, and the true energy rolled and transformed into a sword. These true energy swords seemed to exist in real existence, with a sharp wind blade, a flash of cloud patterns, and a cold light. In this moment, they were already spread throughout the void.

Covering the sky above the worship hall.

It was even more whistled out while it was formed, and it was like lightning flashes passing through the air.

Xu Jianqiu snorted coldly, swung his right hand quickly, and it was still a wind-type magic, but now it became gloomy and cold after being mixed with a ghost energy. The wind blade swept out and instantly slashed towards the sword of true energy.

"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"...

A crisp burst of sound suddenly erupted.

Wherever the wind blade passed, the sword of true qi was cut in half.

"Zhen Tiannan, if you were in your heyday, I would naturally not dare to fight with you, but in this state, how dare you challenge me?"

Xu Jianqiu's eyes suddenly appeared. With his right hand, hundreds of ghostly wind blades condensed and formed in his hands again, and they quickly gathered into a hurricane dragon. This was the move that had been used to deal with Chu Jingtian before.

But it's several times more violent than before!

Boom!

The Hurricane Dragon roared, and the shocking dragon power swept out. The huge worship hall was blown into powder on the spot and directly hit Zhentiannan. Along the way, both people and houses were shattered.

A terrifying gully was crushed into the earth, like an ancient ferocious beast rushing!

"Zheng!"

Zhen Tiannan grabbed his right hand and the sword light gathered again.

The infinite sword shadows in the void gathered rapidly, forming a seven-inch long sword, which brought a sharp sound of breaking through the air in the sky.

"Well!"

The two collided and broke out.

A loud sound that seemed to the collapse of the sky and the earth suddenly rang out, sweeping across all directions.

Although Zhen Tiannan shattered the Hurricane Dragon, it was hit on the spot by the explosion of the wind and waves, spewing out a mouthful of blood and retreating several steps. Suddenly, the Nascent Soul shocked, the true energy dissipated, and he could no longer use any skill.

Several masters wanted to rush to help, but Xu Jianqiu waved his right hand, and a windy wall swelled up, slapped them like big waves, knocking them down directly from the air, and they fell to the ground like a backward planting onion.

I can't move.

As for the people in the worship hall, they all stood there in a daze.

They never dreamed that Xu Jianqiu was actually a ghost cultivator. At this time, they didn't know who to help, and their faces were at a loss.

"Chu Jingtian, see who else can help you now!" Xu Jianqiu knocked down Zhen Tiannan and suppressed the hall masters, then he looked at Chu Jingtian with a proud look on his face. "I live in the branch rudder under my name.

I have been in the midst of decades, but I didn’t expect that a boy like you would ruin things. If you don’t crush your bones and ashes, how can you vent my hatred in my heart!”

"Oh, do you have other intentions?" Chu Jingtian raised his eyebrows.

He had been speculating before that with Xu Jianqiu's cultivation level, his status would not be too bad when he went to any demon sect. Why did he risk being killed and hide in the branch as a priest?

If there is another idea, then all this can be explained.

"The dead don't need to know so much!" Xu Jianqiu sneered.

Chu Jingtian shook his head. After sorting out the big and small things that happened in the Youfeng Mountains, he could already guess Xu Jianqiu's intention.

He showed a smile and said, "Xu Jianqiu, do you really think you are sure to win?"

Zhen Tiannan was originally full of regret. As the leader of the helm, he was helpless in the face of this situation, but when he heard this, he looked at him in surprise.

But when he saw that Chu Jingtian was not at all panic and fearful, he looked at him with ease.

"Did he still have a card?"

Lin Tahai, Zhao Changming, and He Changhai were even more incredible.

In their opinion, Chu Jingtian was of course very powerful and could beat Xu Jianqiu like this. However, after the other party showed his hidden strength, he had exceeded control and could even suppress this branch. Even Chu Jingtian could do nothing, and he was in his heart for a moment.

Crying:

"Did this kid really come from the martial arts world?"

"He is really not an old monster's disciple?"

Xu Jianqiu glanced at Chu Jingtian deeply, shook his head slowly and said:

"It seems you are still lucky!"

"good!"

"It will make you completely desperate!"

After saying that, he suddenly yelled, grabbed the bloodstone skull's head in his hand, and quickly pinched the seal.

I saw bleeding lights on the skeleton's head, and suddenly the wind was strong and cloudy. The black yin wind was covering the sky, covering the entire branch. Looking around, the sky above the branch seemed to be covered by a huge dark curtain.

Xu Jianqiu picked up a seal with his right hand, connecting the cold wind in the sky. Suddenly, the black wind swelled and gathered into a huge vortex, descending like a tornado, dragging out a long tail and hitting the ground.

"Well!"

A loud blast, the tail of the tornado burst the ground, and several deep cracks swept out.

"go!"

Xu Jianqiu pushed suddenly, and the tornado of the Yin Feng rushed towards Chu Jingtian.

call--

The strong wind blew up, lifting Chu Jingtian's long hair and robe sounded.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the whistling tornado of Yinfeng, grabbed it with his right hand, and the Blood-Sheng Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. However, Chu Jingtian did not make a move, but slowly pinched a seal. Countless winds swelled.

And then, it condensed into pieces of green talismans.

"Storm: Great Wind Curse!"

Zheng!

Countless green talismans quickly gathered on the Blood Front Sword, and the entire Blood Front Sword was like ink painting. The talisman on the surface of the Blood Front Sword was completely condensed, and the edge of the sword edge was extremely sharp, and the sword energy emitted gave the air.

Cut it open, and a catkin-like white mark appeared around it.

Facing the tornado of the cold wind swept across the world, Chu Jingtian slowly waved the blood-front sword in his hand and slashed away.

This Yinfeng tornado supports the sky and the ground, hundreds of feet high, as if it is as powerful as heaven. Compared with it, Chu Jingtian was as small as an ant. But with his sword, the huge Yinfeng tornado was actually around him.

Cut into two sections without any obstacles.

"What is this method?"

Xu Jianqiu's expression changed drastically.

He had never seen anyone attaching magic to magic weapons and rushing out in such a strange way.

"Go!"

Xu Jianqiu's eyes closed, and his right hand slapped heavily, hitting the skeleton's head.

Suddenly, the skeleton's head rose into the air and shot out. In the shocking eyes of everyone, the blood-colored skeleton was divided into two and four on the spot. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a skeleton in the sky.

At the same time, the countless skeletons shone with blood and let out an endless howl.

"Sing!"

At this moment, like endless roaring ghosts, the sound waves turned into ripples visible to the naked eye swept around.

"Single Kill Attack!"

"Care your ears quickly!"

This time, the howling was several times more violent than the previous shattering of the blue line. Wherever the sound waves pass, whether it is houses, trees, or rockery decorations, they are all tangled into pieces.

Zhen Tiannan's expression changed and he shouted loudly.

Lu Jianli frowned slightly, shouted the Buddha's name, and pinched out a strange Buddhist seal. He saw his qi and blood swaying, forming a golden bell, directly leading Zhentiannan, Qingjing and several hall masters.
To be continued...