As soon as Jiang Shuiyao stepped into the ancestral hall, a powerful sword energy instantly struck from inside the house.
Bang!
Li Yuan's sword was raised upwards, barely blocking the sharp sword. Jiang Shuiyao did not hesitate, concentrated his spiritual power on the sword, and rushed into the house.
It only took a few breaths from the courtyard door to the room door, and Jiang Shuiyao had already taken out his bloody clothes to cover his whole body.
The moment the door was opened, Jiang Shuiyao locked his eyes on the person who made the move, and Li Yuan stabbed him suddenly, with a few rays of light attached by his spiritual power, as fast as lightning.
The man put his hands behind his back and smiled lightly, with no intention of dodging. When Li Yuan was no more than four or five inches away from him, he gently raised his palm and shook Li Yuan away from the direction. He immediately turned his palm into a claw and clasped it on Jiang Shuiyao's neck.
He lifted the river water away like a chicken.
"Blood-clothed Soul Sect?" The layer of blood-clothed soul sect on Jiang Shuiyao's body was easily broken and he quickly retracted into his body. The man ignored Jiang Shuiyao's painful expression and said with a smile: "I am Li Ren, the Chengtian Sword Sect, not to mention you.
Are you the person who stole the medicine? This bloody clothes alone is enough to kill you here."
"But it's good to have some fun before you die."
Li Renxin flicked his hand and threw Jiang Shuiyao back into the courtyard: "Chen Yan, go and try your hand."
"Yes." A young man responded and slowly stepped out of the yard.
Jiang Shuiyao gasped and stood up. There were nearly ten people in the room, all wearing purple clothes. Without even thinking, he knew that they were from Chengtian Sword Sect. With Jiang Shuiyao's ability, he couldn't see through the cultivation level of the leader, but he could
The person who made Chai Que retreat was not a simple person.
The figure of the young man who was called by Li Ren to speak was swaying, and in the blink of an eye, several swords were stabbed at him!
So fast!
Although Jiang Shuiyao blocked them all, his body continued to retreat. Chen Yan was only a fifth-level martial arts mirror, but his speed was far better than those mountain spirits and beasts that Jiang Shuiyao had faced before, and he was also better than some of them.
The river is far away.
Speaking of which, this is Jiang Shuiyao's first actual combat.
"Are people from the Blood-clothed Soul Sect only able to hide?"
Li Ren's voice came from inside the house, carrying a deep disdain and a burst of ridicule.
Jiang Shuiyao had no time to pay attention. While dodging, he forced himself to adapt to the current fighting state.
After dodging more than ten moves, Jiang Shuiyao suddenly turned around and swung out his sword!
The two long swords collided violently, and the sharp sound spread through the entire ancestral hall.
That's it now!
Chen Yan's body obviously stopped for a moment, and Jiang Shuiyao used his tyrannical strength to push forward again, lifting his knees to cover Chen Yan's chest. At the moment when Chen Yan flew backwards, spiritual power surged up to Li Yuan, and Jiang Shuiyao struck out one after another.
Three swords struck Chen Yan's head.
The sword light circulated like a surging river or a waterfall. Even if every sword was blocked by Chen Yan, it could not stop the heroic spirit flying down three thousand feet.
After three sword strikes, the long sword in Chen Yan's hand came out, and his body flew out like a kite with its string broken.
"Fang Pu, go!"
The man in the room gave an order, and a figure rushed towards Jiang Shuiyuan.
Sixth-turn martial arts mirror!
The hot fighting spirit flashed in Jiang Shuiyao's eyes, and he stepped forward and slashed, blocking him halfway.
With a flash of sword light, Fang Pu took two steps back, and Jiang Shuiyao took about ten steps back.
Shaking his arm that was sore from the shock, Jiang Shuiyao took off his bloody clothes and rushed forward again.
Two figures intertwined in the desolate courtyard, a few sparks jumped for joy under the impact of the two long swords, and then disappeared into the air.
But compared to Chen Yan, both attack power and speed were almost twice as fast. In less than fifty rounds, Jiang Shuiyao had already been cut with seven or eight slender wounds. If it weren't for the blood-clothed body protection, he might have been injured.
It had long been cut into several pieces by Fang Pu.
The bright red blood slowly seeped out from the wound and melted into the thin layer of blood clothes.
Despite this, the fighting spirit in Jiang Shuiyao's eyes has not weakened at all.
After all, he was born as an Orion. Although Bai Hua had never taught Jiang Shuiyao any cultivation methods, Jiang Shuiyao had killed a lot of ordinary wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains and forests over the years.
The pain from the wound stimulated Jiang Shuiyao's nerves, which made Jiang Shuiyao become braver and crazier as he fought.
So what if you have scars all over your body?
When it comes to ruthlessness, Jiang Shuiyao is not afraid of anyone.
Seeing Fang Pu's sword strike again, Jiang Shuiyuan simply used his blood-clothed body to protect him and faced the sword. He risked his left hand being cut off to get closer to Fang Pu, and took the opportunity to slash at Fang Pu's neck with his sword.
In Fang Pu's eyes, the original pride when the attack succeeded was instantly replaced by disbelief and horror.
This is simply crazy!
In his imagination, Jiang Shuiyao would only raise his sword in embarrassment to block the killing move this time, and then take the opportunity to make up for it with his sword. Although it could not kill Jiang Shuiyao, it could at least give him another wound.
Fang Pu regretted it. He wanted to withdraw his attack and kick Jiang Shuiyao away, but it was too late!
clang!
At the critical moment, a burst of spiritual energy burst out from the room and hit the Liyuan sword. Jiang Shuiyao's inevitable blow was broken, and his body was thrown backward by the huge momentum.
Turning over in mid-air, Jiang Shuiyao staggered and stood in the hospital, with a deep wound on his left arm showing the bone.
"What a bastard!"
Jiang Shuiyao was trembling with anger and wanted to rush into the house with his sword, but before he could step through the door, he received another slap from Li Ren and fell out.
Li Ren smiled playfully, glanced around the six people in the room, and said: "Wu Yue, go."
Turn the monk mirror!
Jiang Shuiyao struggled to stand up and pointed his sword at Wu Yue. The meaning was self-evident.
Wu Yue did not take action. He lowered his head and stroked the sword and said, "Let you rest for a while. If I take action, you...will die."
"No need."
Jiang Shuiyao's eyes flashed with anger.
Fang Pu was only one level higher than Jiang Shuiyao, so fighting was so strenuous. Not to mention that Wu Yue in front of him had a level higher than that of five reincarnations. Resting or not resting really didn't make much sense.
Like a trapped animal, Jiang Shuiyao knew that the reason why he could survive until now was partly because Li Ren wanted to train these disciples, and partly because he wanted to wait for Wei Chang and others to come back to confirm whether he had taken the geocentric grass.
Now Chai Que is nowhere to be found, and he is facing another opponent who has turned around as a monk...
Jiang Shuiyao squeezed Li Yuan tightly, took back the blood clothes, and concentrated all his spiritual power on the sword.
Even if you die, you have to fight to the death!
"Oh..."
Wu Yue obviously saw Jiang Shuiyao's plan. He held up the sword technique with his left hand and smiled playfully: "Then let's see if you can take my move."
Seeing that Wu Yue was getting ready to attack, Jiang Shuiyao took the lead in exerting his strength. With this slight shout, all his spiritual energy was concentrated on the sword. The tip of the sword drew a strange pattern in the air, and then he stabbed forward suddenly. Two colors of spiritual energy.
Suddenly it burst out of the air and rushed towards Wu Yue like a mountain.
Li Yuan Ying Jiang!
This was Jiang Shuiyao's only killing move so far, but in Wu Yue's eyes, it was more like the struggle of an ant before its death.
There was only a distance of four to five feet, and the surging spiritual power arrived in an instant. Wu Yue held his sword in front of him, blocking it effortlessly.
Seeing the big beads of sweat covering Jiang Shuiyao's face, Wu Yue's left hand holding the sword secret changed for a while, condensing into a fiery red light and lighting it on the sword body. It was like a sudden burst of flames, and that piece of red was unknown to Jiang Shuiyao's spiritual power.
How many times more powerful, it not only enveloped Wu Yue's whole body, but many of them were already eager to try and swallowed away by the spiritual power of the river.
"Yanyun Sword Technique!"
Wu Yue's long sword turned from blocking to slashing, and the originally manic spiritual power instantly turned into a red sharp blade as thick as two fingers, slashing straight towards Jiang Shuiyao.
Preparing for a strike, Jiang Shuiyao almost exhausted all his spiritual energy. Facing the roaring red light, Jiang Shuiyao could only subconsciously raise his elbows and hide his pale face between his elbows.
The moment the red spiritual power touched Jiang Shuiyao's body, Jiang Shuiyao was like a thousand fires burning his body.
The spiritual attack was more of destruction from the inside out. Jiang Shuiyao's skin only had a faint smell of burning, but the arrogant spiritual power had already penetrated the skin and started to spread towards the internal organs.
"Well..."
Jiang Shuiyao's facial features were distorted and he couldn't help but groan.
At this time, the purple spiritual power in the Soul Heart Palace finally sensed the danger and gurgled out from the Soul Heart Palace.
Unlike when Jiang Shuiyao injected his spirit, the purple spiritual power was not as violent as it was at that time, but instead flowed like a calm stream through Jiang Shuiyao's body. Even if it touched the hot spiritual power that had invaded Jiang Shuiyao's body,
It won't cause any trouble.
But it was this collision, neither light nor heavy, that forced Wu Yue's spiritual power out of Jiang Shuiyao's body again and condensed into a ball.
"Three spiritual powers?"
"Open it!!!"
While everyone was in a daze, Jiang Shui looked up to the sky and roared. The condensed hot spiritual power broke away from Jiang Shui Yao's body and shot toward Wu Yue!
"evil creature!"
In a moment, Li Ren rushed to Wu Yue, stretched out his palm, and shot the hot spiritual energy into the distance.
boom!!!
The hot spiritual power broke down the dilapidated courtyard wall, scattered in the forest, and set a large area of forest on fire.
The sky was filled with fire, frightening the giant eagle that was about to land, raising its head and roaring.
Jiang Shuiyao, who was trembling all over, looked at Li Ren's angry old face and Wu Yue who was filled with souls. He quickly took out the geocentric grass from the ring and swallowed it in one gulp. He sneered: "Even if I die, you can't get the geocentric grass!"
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Seeing Jiang Shuiyao swallowing the geocentric grass in one gulp, Li Ren instantly went crazy. This chapter has been completed!