Lin Xuan nailed Jian Chu to the ground with one sword, and the ink sword pierced through his chest and was immediately splattered with blood.

Countless blood beads flew out of the wound and fell on the ground, blooming with bright red cherry blossoms, like stars. Who is the one who is the one who is very happy to see?

He didn't expect that Lin Xuan would suddenly make such a move. Not only was Fairy Chiyun shocked, but even Jing Wuming himself did not expect it."

What is this brat doing…”

Old Man Gao was also worried, but he knew clearly that Lin Xuan's sword seemed to pierce through Jian Chu's chest ruthlessly, but in fact, it avoided all the key points.

This sword seemed tragic, but in fact it avoided all the internal organs and important arteries in Jian Chu's body, and it was so exquisite that it reached its peak.

Only Lin Xuan, a guy who has been exposed to medical science since childhood and is proficient in every organ and meridian of the human body, can find such a point.

His sword cannot be deviated at all, just like the surgeon who performs surgery on someone. When his hand shakes, the person will be gone.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan never let him down. This sword and this point made Old Man Gao sigh.

"This ink sword looks so familiar... Isn't this the magic weapon of the evil cultivator in Jiuli Cave Heaven?" Xu

Nuo's attention was concentrated on the ink sword. The more she looked at it, the more familiar she looked, and soon recognized the origin of the ink sword.

She didn't know what Lin Xuan's move had in the deepest meaning. She only knew that Lin Xuan would not do something meaningless easily.

"Hahaha, Lin Xuan, it's worthy of being you. You really made me look at you with admiration!" Jing

Wuming stood proudly in the sky, squinting his eyes at Lin Xuan, and his tone was frivolous, "Okay, I killed this kid directly to save him from the pain later. With such thunderous means and decisive killing, you are indeed my destined opponent!" Jing Jing

Wuming didn't know the strangeness of Mo Jian, and thought Lin Xuan couldn't bear to see Jian Chu suffer, so he ended him with his own hands and quickly ended his pain.

Fairy Chiyun looked at Lin Xuan in shock, with incredible eyes in her beautiful eyes.

Although she didn't speak, the meaning of the color contact lens flowing is self-evident.

"You are so happy too early. With me here, your evil spirit is useless at all!" Lin

Xuan smiled casually and said, in fact, his methods to deal with this evil spirit were really stretched.

I used to deal with the Blood Demon Ancestor on a deserted island and finally got rid of the danger.

Because of Mo Jian's domineering behavior, he was backfired and he rested for several days before he recovered.

Next, in order not to let Jian Chu be burst by evil spirits, he had to do this bad decision.

Now Mo Jian Li is in his hand, with the demon-evolved senior Jin Yun in front and the fiercely eyed Jing Wuming behind. Lin Xuan's situation seems to be at ease, but in fact it has reached the most dangerous level.

At this moment, he could only temporarily raise the tiger's skin and hold the flag, and temporarily scare Jing Wuming.

"I hope this ink sword will digest the evil spirits as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable!" Lin

Xuan was worried not only that, but one of the more important reasons was that the ink sword was not controlled by himself, and everything was only followed by its own will.

Otherwise, the last time, the Immortal Sword would not have hurt Lin Xuan's soul because of the Immortal Sword cutting through the void.

Although the sword did not recognize Lin Xuan as the main one, Lin Xuan also knew that after absorbing the evil spirit, the ink sword would become lazy and unwilling to move.

Only after he digested all the evil spirits would he be motivated again. Lin Xuan could only pray silently in his heart.

Jin Yun, who is at the ninth level of the Golden Pill, is really too powerful. Even if Lin Xuan uses all his skills, he can only survive in his hands for the time being.

If his true energy, internal energy, and even demonic energy are exhausted over time, it is chronic death.

The only killing weapon in his hand that can turn the tables is this Mo Jian.

Xuan was thinking about countermeasures and observing the situation.

The Demon Jinyun was controlled by Jing Wuming's thoughts. At this moment, Jing Wuming's attention was concentrated on Jian Chu and Mo Jian because of Lin Xuan's words, and at this time, he gave Lin Xuan a chance to breathe.

Everyone's eyes were like Jing Wuming, condensing on the body of Jian Chu.

He was nailed to the ground by the ink sword, and his life and death were uncertain.

Fairy Chiyun's eyes were slightly red, her face was pale, her whole body was trembling slightly, and she looked at Jian Chu's eyes with heartache.

"Wow!"

Jian Chu frowned, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then, his black and rich evil aura quickly condensed towards the Mo Jian.

Slowly, the black meridians that appeared on his body slowly turned into normal colors.

And the evil aura surrounding him was quickly absorbed by the Mo Jian. Soon, all the evil aura on his body was pulled away by the Mo Jian!”

What!?"

Jing Wuming was stunned and shocked.

The evil spirits are invincible, and they will be injured when touched, and they will die when touched. Fairy Chiyun can’t do anything about evil spirits. Masters like Jin Yun will be infected by evil spirits and become demons.

With such a powerful force, how could Jing Wuming not be shocked when he met his nemesis for the first time?

For example, Cheng Yaojin, who was in the Wagangzhai Uprising, had no choice after passing three tricks.

Wuming seems to be powerful, but in fact, his strength is largely based on the evil energy condensed by the Blood-Treasure Dafa.

Without this evil spirit, his strength will be greatly reduced!

"So this sword...can draw evil spirits, no wonder..."

Fairy Chiyun glanced at Lin Xuan, breathed a sigh of relief, a big stone in her heart fell to the ground, and nodded gratefully.

Care is confusion. In fact, with Fairy Chiyun's ability to remember everything, he should have long seen that this ink sword was the magic weapon Lin Xuan used when he healed his wounds that day.

Only then did she recognize this treasure when she saw the Mo Jian devouring the evil spirit.

impossible!"

Jing Wuming's eyes protruded from his sockets. He looked at the ink sword in horror, and two more intense evil spirits condensed in his hand and slapped them.

If a hungry wolf meets a little sheep, evil spirits are a delicacy for Mo Jian. If someone brings food to the door, it will naturally swallow it up.

The energy turned on Jian Chu's body and was immediately sucked by the Mo Jian!"

Humph, even so, you can only keep him alone. Don’t forget that what you are going to deal with now is a cultivator at the ninth level of Jindan!" Jing

Wuming was still scared. He felt the powerful power emitted by the ink sword, and he couldn't help but feel a palpitation.

But he soon understood that even if his evil spirit was nothing to Lin Xuan, he still had a trump card in his hand.

It is the devil-bearing monk Jin Yun. Before he became devil-bearing, he was already one of the top masters of the present.

After the demon, his strength went further. Although he had not yet broken through the shackles of the golden elixir, as long as Jing Wuming continued to strengthen his strength, it would be a matter of time before this puppet broke through the Nascent Soul.

A super master in the Nascent Soul stage is escorting, isn’t Jing Wuming walking sideways in the mortal world?
Chapter completed!