"Shit!"

It was as if ice water was poured on the burning red steel, and the black gas was evaporating, distorting the surrounding air, and a huge pressure swept across the place.

The rocks were flying, the trees were swaying, and the terrifying aura made the little demons in the woods tremble, looking at the rotten and dark corner in horror.

"Devour the remaining spirits of the four demons, I finally took this step!"

"Stronger than them, and smarter than them!"

A low voice sounded again, and the black and red aura suddenly trembled violently, waving like burning iron, waving into the human body.

It is three feet tall, and the edges of the black and red iron are in a wave shape. When blown by the wind, it keeps changing, and ripples like water all over the body.

After more than a dozen breaths, a red broken sword appeared in the long strips that looked like a human arm.

"A thousand years of practice will lead to enlightenment in one day."

A broken sword was swung in his hand, and the jungle in front of him was cut off in half. The sharp sword energy surged and spread toward the surroundings.

After a while, the strange creature holding the broken sword gradually became stable. Two blood spots on his head were bright, which were his eyes.

The color on the body is constantly changing from black to red, and from red to black. Every time you take a step, it makes a gurgle.

It slowly fell down cross-legged, and suddenly dozens of broken swords with blood-red and shining light appeared above its head. The misty breath around it fluctuated and rippled, exuding awe-in power.

This is absorbing the residual spirits in the demon realm and condensing itself.

"I should be called the Broken Sword Blood Demon!"

He suddenly raised his head, and the blood light in the eyes of the Broken Sword Blood Demon became thicker and thicker, and the breath on his body expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just one moment, he rushed into the Nascent Soul Realm.

It was also at this time that a figure with white hair, bloody eyes, and black and red robes appeared above dozens of blood-red broken swords above his head.

"The Nascent Soul is born, and the sword intent is strong!"

Looking ahead, the figure said softly.

"What kind of existence is there in the Great Wilderness Sword Sect?"

"Who has given me new hope?"

After a while, another gentle sound came out, shaking the air.

"It's not enough, it's not enough. The sword intent is not enough, and the blood intent is not deep enough!"

The murmur came out, the white-haired Yuanying body disappeared, and the ten-foot-high blood demon sword body stepped and began to wander among the Black Mountain demon realm.

As he walked around, his resentment, hatred, and flesh were quickly absorbed by him, his body was growing rapidly, and his cultivation was also growing.

No one knows where the guy named the Broken Sword Blood Demon was born, and no one knows the details.

I am not human, and it seems to be a demon-blooded sword that cultivates into a demon, but the Nascent Soul is a human body, extremely strange and extremely cunning.

"The sword intent soared into the sky before his death, and the remaining sword wind blew, and the demon blood became stronger."

"The four demons died, and the remaining spirits were cut off."

"I have lived out in the second lifetime after all!"

Light words float in the air.

Its tall figure wandered, blending the monsters in the forest into its body, absorbing the resentment and blood of this area, becoming larger and stronger.

The whole person is so weird that he doesn’t look like a demon, but more like a demon!

"That man is in the Great Wilderness Sword Sect."

The murmur drifted, the blood demon of the broken sword seemed to be thinking of someone, and his bloody eyes were flashing.

"I just don't know if he will be afraid of my current life?"

In the Black Mountain Monster Realm, a silent fluctuation was slowly spreading. Many little monsters with outstanding strength were melted and disappeared into the world.

But what's even more strange is that everything here is still extremely calm and no one seems to have any insight into it.

The northern border of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

The two competitions began three days ago.

The development of the matter was obviously beyond the expectations of Gan Yang Sect. Their faces were extremely blue and ugly at this time.

On the Taoist Discussion Platform that reached a thousand meters, three competitions have been held. Only one person from the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, but Ganyang Sect lost three times in a row.

"Their skills are obviously better. Although their cultivation is not high, the quality of the magic tricks can be compensated."

The man from Chiliu said in his heart, his eyes flashing.

At this time, on the stage, the opponent was a disciple named Lei Hong. The Thunder Art in his hand was amazing. He had won three consecutive games, and each game was crushing.

Today, the Ganyang Sect sent out true disciples from the Jindan stage, with outstanding strength and relatively advanced skills.

After half an hour of this battle, Lei Hong took the initiative to admit defeat and withdrew. It also made Gan Yang Sect feel relieved and his morale instantly rose.

"The Dahuang Sword Sect has the confidence, but I, Ganyang Sect, are not a vegetarian."

The Taoist Achiro, who was originally holding a very high confidence, was relieved at this moment. The reality seemed to be a little contrary to what he thought.

But this is normal. Without two tricks, how can you become the overlord of the Xishan Belt?

However, soon, in the next half month, the result of this discussion made his face even more gloomy.

Losing, successive defeats!

For fifteen days, Ganyang Sect was out and Dahuang Sword Sect was also replaced. But in every game, they were losing.

What's even more hateful is that the people of the Sword Sect do not follow the rules and actually make a move, resulting in the four people in the true teachings of Ganyang Sect being disabled, and one of them was even disabled, and his dantian was abolished, and his cultivation level fell, causing great losses.

"Unestly!"

The old Taoist Chiliu crushed the walnuts that had been pruned for three hundred years in his hand, and his teeth were clenched.

The discussion of the Tao finally ended, but he felt that he had no face to go back to meet the head sect. Such a result was really embarrassing. The Ganyang Sect was even more depressed, and the disciples couldn't even raise their heads.

"Thank you very much to everyone of Gan Yangzong for taking the lead in organizing this discussion meeting."

In the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, Jiang Ning stood up with a smile and came to the old Taoist Chiliu.

"Congratulations, congratulations."

Akatsuki people smiled indifferently.

"Are Senior Chiliu unhappy? This conference on Taoism has made me a disciple of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect more clearly [Jiujiu Novel www.jjxxs.cn] see my confidence and strength."

"I also saw that the disciples of Ganyang Sect still have many shortcomings and room for progress."

"This is a great thing!"

Jiang Ning's puzzled thought.

"you?!"

Chiliu was furious when she heard the other party's sarcastic words and wanted to take action, but in the end she gritted her teeth and took it back.

"We'll see you again!"

"Young people need to know that winning or losing for a moment is not accidental, and winning for ten thousand years is unbeaten!"

After leaving a cold sentence, the Taoist Chiliu led the Ganyang Sect and left.

"hehe."

Jiang Ning watched the other party turn into a sword light and go away, but just laughed twice.

Then, he suddenly turned around and ordered in a deep voice to the true disciples such as Hua Feiyun next to him.

"Prevent the northern border strictly, Ganyang Sect may have a fierce reaction in the future."

"If the war begins, I will fight hard, and something happens."

After a pause, Jiang Ning smiled.

"Your head church is in the care of you!"

Hua Feiyun and others also smiled and happily accepted the order.

"Yes, Elder Jiang!"
Chapter completed!