"Kill" the leader in black with a silver sword in hand, and killed Xiang Jian Jiutian. An extremely powerful wave of force rolled up huge waves and rushed towards Jian Jiutian.

Jian Jiutian activated his true energy. A flying sword with a flashing cold light was like a rainbow light, floating above Jian Jiutian's head, with colorful mist constantly surging, and thousands of rays of rays of rays reflected out.

A brilliant sword light cut through the sky. It was like a meteor and quickly slashed towards the black-clothed man. The sword light was dazzling, making a series of strange roars, waving a terrifying wave, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.

"Sharp"

Accompanied by a deafening metal attack, a large glimmer of dazzling light burst out from the air. The energy flowing luster was raging, and the flying sword was smashed out by the leader of the Black Gang.

The leader of the Black Gang was as fast as lightning, and rushed forward at lightning. The big sword in his hand stabbed Jian Jiutian's heart like a dragon.

The brilliant light emitted by the long silver sword is like the lightning that is coming from the sky, illuminating the entire space as bright as daytime, with terrifying energy fluctuations rising and falling, surging like a vast ocean.

Jian Jiutian soared into the air, avoiding the full-strength attack of the man in black. His agile body passed by three feet high like a dragon. He grabbed the flying sword that was flying back, and suddenly stabbed downwards.

The long sword scattered with a thousand feet of light, sprinkled with a glow, and slashed towards the black-clothed man. The silver sword of the powerful man in black slashed up fiercely, and the crescent-shaped peerless blade shot out an arc-shaped divine light, hitting Jian Jiutian's silver sword.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

The two of them met with weapons, the sword light and the sword shadow burst out the light all over the sky, and the dazzling aura made the stars and moons in the sky be overshadowed.

At this time, Jian Jiutian refined his sword with blood. The blood sword rose into the sky like lightning, facing dozens of lightning shot down from the sky. A dazzling blood light filled the entire sky, and the entire sky seemed to turn blood red. The whole person looked extremely strange, revealing a fierce and cruel aura.

"Wandering the World" accompanied by a loud shout, two blood-red sharp edges shot out from Jian Jiutian's eyes. The blood sword in the sky rotated, and then suddenly turned around, holding dozens of lightning and flying downwards. The lightning in the sky danced like a golden snake, and dozens of huge lightning intertwined together, as if torn apart the night sky.

"Fire Burning the Sky" the man in black activated his true energy. The endless fire and bright light shone brightly on the night sky, and the blazing flames and blazing light swept towards the blood sword. But the bright red blood sword suddenly emitted thousands of blood after touching the flames and light, dyeing the entire sky red.

"Ah" screamed shrillly, the man in black was about to rush up, and sprinkled a large piece of blood rain in the sky. Blood fell on the blood sword below, and the sad and beautiful blood sword seemed to be alive, making a light sound, turning into a red light, and rushed towards the man in black with dozens of lightning.

The boundless red light covered the heaven and earth, and huge lightning rumbled, resounding through the heaven and earth. The blood sword pierced the body of the man in black, and dozens of lightning that followed were all shot down on the man in black.

The bright red blood moistened the flying sword, and the broken body fell into lightning. The poor man in black instantly disappeared, leaving no trace in the air.

Those men in black were scared to death when they saw Jian Jiutian as if they were deviled. They finally understood why Jian Jiutian was called "crazy" and why his sword was called [Relaxed Sword].

"Do you still want to fight?" Jian Jiutian said lazily. The scared men in black came back to their senses, like frightened birds, running towards the depths of the forest, and the space suddenly returned to quiet.

Jian Jiutian seemed to have a bit of fatigue. He took out a bottle of wine from his arms, raised his neck and shouted loudly. With a few coughs, he jumped over and lay down on the back of the golden-retriever Tianliu, slowly walked towards the horizon, leaving behind a broken poem.

"Watching the rain is falling and the clouds are broken, and we look at the autumn light: the evening scene is gloomy, which can move Song Yu sad. The water and wind are light, the apple blossoms are getting older, the moon dew is cold, and the sycamore leaves are falling yellow. The remains are hurt, where are the old friends, and the smoke and water are vast.

Unforgettable, the Wenqi Drinking Party, the lonely wind and moon, the stars and frosts have changed repeatedly. The sea is vast and the mountains are far away, and I don’t know where Xiaoxiang is. I think of the two swallows, and it is hard to rely on the news. I point to the evening sky, and the sky knows the return of the sails. I look at each other darkly, and the sound of the wovens is broken, and the setting sun stands."

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The sunset was setting, and Zhu Yuanlong, the little marten, and the little dragon flew over a hundred miles in an instant. Not long after, it had flown over two small primeval forests in a row, and when he instantly felt a powerful pressure flashing through the depths of the forest, Zhu Yuanlong, who was above a thousand meters high, also felt a fluctuation of vitality.

"Boss, I just felt a powerful aura evoking from that forest, very powerful," said the little Diao.

"Well, I also felt that, if we go and see, there must be many delicious monsters in such a big forest." Xiaolong had a big lips, looking greedy.

There are no masters in the world, but they are too low-key and do not follow ordinary people on weekdays and are practicing in seclusion.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in the air. A woman with long hair had a concave and delicate figure, extremely hot, full breasts, a thin waist that was held in one hand, and a round buttocks... made people think endlessly. The other was the left judge of the Five Poison Sect, the poison scholar, whom Zhu Yuanlong met at the home of Buwujiu, and the good scholar. He knew that the person who came was not good, and the good ones would not come.

"Please stay with Mr. Zhu." The poison scholar and the long-haired woman blocked Zhu Yuanlong and others. The woman looked at Zhu Yuanlong with her eyes, as if she was captivating the soul. It was the soul-killing pupil technique, but the woman's pupil technique was slightly worse than Ye Ying's [Soul-Stirring Spirit Destroying] in the Realm of Death. Zhu Yuanlong pretended not to know what tricks the poison scholar wanted to play.

"Zhu Xiaoxia, this is my little sister, Du Mengyun. We came here to meet Mr. Zhu," said the poison scholar sarcastically.

"Dream lust?" Xiaolong repeated the sentence with a nipples, and turned his head to ask Xiao Diao, "What does the boss dream lust mean?"

"This..., ask the girl, she knows the name is her." Xiao Diao said embarrassedly. The woman's face flashed slightly, but soon returned to calm, with a smile on her face, her voice fascinating and soul-stirring. Suddenly, Xiaolong and Xiao Diao Ru entered the dream world and danced there.

"Tell me your purpose." Zhu Yuanlong activated his true energy, and the fluctuations of the vitality broke through the woman's soul-catching technique. The woman's face changed and she quickly took back the soul-catching technique.

"Young Master Zhu, it turns out that a young man is a hero. We want to ask Young Master Zhu to come with us," Du Mengyun said, "What if I say no?" Zhu Yuanlong replied expressionlessly.

"Then I have to offend me." Du Mengyun's eyes became a little more sharp. Zhu Yuanlong felt that Du Mengyun's cultivation level was as if it was far above the Poison Scholar.

Du Mengyun's demonic eyes flashed, and she pulled out a handful of seven colors from behind. The poison scholar had a set of black gloves on his hands, emitting a faint black light, and the war was about to break out.

In a moment, Du Mengyun's sharp eyes softened, and her sudden expression puzzled Zhu Yuanlong.

"Since Young Master Zhu is unwilling to follow us, we won't force it." After Du Mengyun said that, she signaled the Poison Xiucai, and the two turned around and left.

"Just leave like this? Come and go in a hurry, when will we meet again?" Xiaolong said.

"The boss seems to think it's a little weird." Xiao Diao ignored Xiaolong and said directly to Zhu Yuanlong.

"It seems that someone deliberately hinders our pace of going to Xianwu Sect. It seems that someone is controlling all this behind the scenes." Zhu Yuanlong seemed to be thinking.
Chapter completed!