"These are all defeated men from the past. I naturally know the weaknesses of each of them. You are making progress. Could it be that I, Jian Tang, are regressing?"

Jian Tang raised the sword, and the blood and energy gathered on the sword. The blood was all over the body of the old corpse demon and others. The sword was devouring their blood and energy.

"Demonic martial arts?"

Several people were shocked and said in a lost voice.

Tianzong claims to be a famous sect and has always despised the magical martial arts and believed that cruel magical martial arts were not worthy of being a human being.

But unexpectedly, Jian Tang was also practicing magical skills.

At this time, Jian Tang's aura was stronger, his aura was more condensed, and his strength seemed to have skyrocketed.

Several masters looked as if they were dead.

The information was incorrect, and they underestimated Jian Tang, and the other party's methods were unfathomable.

"Get back." Xinghunshan took a deep breath and said with a gloomy face.

"Can't retreat!" Feng Linkong shook his head, feeling unwilling to say: "Once he retreats, when he merges with the sword embryo, he will kill us all, and then he will destroy the clan!"

The old corpse demon said tremblingly: "But if you don't retreat, everyone will die here!"

"Damn it!" The young beggar Qiu Xun also looked unwilling.

"Hmph, when you robbed the disciples of Jianzhou, have you ever thought about this ending?" Jianjun led his disciples to come and said with a sneer.

Nowadays, these people are like trapped beasts, and being killed is just a matter of time.

"What should I do?" Seeing this, Feng Linkong narrowed his eyes. They were now in the midst of life and death.

Suddenly, Feng Linkong thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly said loudly: "If you don't take action, you will follow in our footsteps after we die. The enemy's enemy is an allies, and life is important!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Jianzhou were stunned, but Jian Tang smiled.

There is a reason why he did not hesitate to show off his magic martial arts skills and let everyone see them. If it weren't for the magic martial arts, he would have been forced to improve his cultivation in a short period of time and let his blood and energy roll, he would not have easily slashed the demon baby and cut off one leg of the young beggar.

He wants to preserve his strength and solve the problems he will do next.

puff--!

The water surface of the deep pool suddenly exploded, and huge waves splashed, and a figure in blue flew out.

Jianjun, Jianqing, and other disciples from Jianzhou looked up at this person, with different emotions, confusion, hatred, anger, and regret.

"You are the only one, why didn't there be a little beast?" Jian Tangli was still there and smiled slightly. He admired this person very much.

"But it doesn't matter, I just didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Jian Tang flew in one step, drifting a hundred feet away, quickly slashing out three sword lights and blasting towards Ye Junlin.

"Uncle Jian Tang, offended."

Ye Junlin's eyes were neither sad nor happy. When he shook his wrist, the sword energy turned into autumn waters, forming a column of water to protect him.

Boom boom boom boom-!

The water droplets exploded, the sword energy spread, and the strong wind whistled in all directions.

The two of them had countless sword energy swept around them. In just a few seconds, they fought for thousands of times.

Ye Junlin landed on the ground, spread his hands and a colorful halo on his palm.

"you!"

After Jian Tang landed, he looked up suddenly and was shocked.

"Ye Shuming actually passed on the magic of the Divine Intention Sword Art to you?"

Ye Junlin nodded and said without comment: "Whoever belongs to the Holy King's heart, who cares about who has stronger sword intent. Uncle Sword Tang should have forgotten that Tianlin Palace has also mastered the magic of divine will and swordsmanship, so I took advantage of the loopholes."
Chapter completed!