The whole sect has been reborn

Chapter 230
The blue-horned demon casually played with a spear, and there was a dull whistling sound in the air, which shows how heavy the spear is!

Zhu Fu was a little puzzled that this man actually used a spear as a weapon, and he didn't seem to have that much magic energy.She thought that all the demons would use that kind of demonic weapon!Now it seems that she still sees too little!
At this moment, the battle was on the verge of breaking out, Ling Junqian lost his usual smile, and looked at the demons facing him blankly, with murderous intent rolling in his heart.

However, fortunately, with the reminder from the young disciple along the way, Ling Junqian will be very careful not to let himself fall into the killing intent and cannot turn back. He just wants to vent his murderous intent through this demon.

The two glanced at each other, and the next moment, they rushed out together in a tacit understanding!
Ling Junqian made a trick, and the transparent spirit sword slid into the opponent's hands like air, and was about to slide towards his hand.

However, although the blue-horned demon was tall, he moved very quickly. At this moment, he suddenly retracted his spear, let go of one hand, and flicked it towards the surface of "Shuangqiu", while holding the spear with the other hand, he slammed it fiercely. The first one to send!
It is said that every inch is short and every inch is dangerous.

This demon really played with the spear in his hand clearly.It was sent out easily, and Zhu Fu saw with his own eyes that the demon with a spear in one hand didn't even tremble at all.And the tip of that spear has gradually approached Ling Junqian's throat!

The bright spear tip was like a cold star, facing Ling Junqian's slender and fair neck, it seemed that it could easily pierce through it.

At this critical moment, Ling Junqian retreated instantly with the force of the demon's spirit sword, but with just one breath, he had already retreated three steps away, avoiding the sharp point of the spear.

This was just a temptation, and this temptation also satisfied the Blue Horned Demon Race.

"You're not bad either, you're very agile."

Ling Junqian smiled.

"Then shall I say it's an honor?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The blue-horned demons laughed and waved the spear in their hands, the fighting and killing intent in their eyes became more and more tyrannical!

"That's not necessary, as long as you let me have fun, I will let you and the people behind you go. Otherwise, I will kill you and then kill them!"

Ling Junqian's eyes sharpened, if this demon tribe threatened him with his own life, Ling Junqian probably wouldn't care, but if this person threatened him with the safety of his disciples, that would be a big taboo!
As the 130th ninth-generation suzerain of the Wuji sect, protecting his disciples is what he must do.What's more, these are his most precious, seven disciples!

Although Ling Junqian's learning is very complicated, it does not mean that he is not good at learning.However, the best thing he learned was the swordsmanship that he saw in the classics of Wuji Sect!Although Ling Junqian's master is mediocre and his cultivation level is not high, Ling Junqian is a genius of heaven.Even if there are only classics, Ling Junqian is self-taught, especially his good swordsmanship, which can almost be said to be natural!

When Ling Junqian flew up with the sword again, the sense of temptation was completely gone.For the blue-horned demons, what greeted them was the vertical and horizontal sword aura!
This sword energy is so cold!

Each one is like the bitter autumn wind, bitterly cold and sad!
Those demon cultivators who were watching felt a chill and coldness on their bodies, but the blue-horned demon who bore the brunt was not surprised but delighted. He laughed and rushed over, and the spear in his hand almost made an afterimage. When the spiritual weapons of the two are connected, there is a burst of "clang, clang, clang" sparks flying around!

Looking at the blue-horned demons who were getting more and more ruthless, more injured, more bleeding and more happy, those demon cultivators couldn't help but shudder.Although they also like blood, what they like is other people's blood. If it is their own, how uncomfortable it is.But this high-ranking Demon Race didn't seem to care who the blood belonged to at all.

Can't compare.They'd better back off a little, so as not to be affected.

On the other hand, the immortal cultivators on the other side looked at Ling Junqian with bright eyes.But everyone looked at each other, only to find that they didn't know this person, nor did they belong to a well-known sect family.Immediately at a loss.

Could this be someone who came from a small sect family?But if so, how could his cultivation strength and even his swordsmanship be so outstanding?
But since he is not from a familiar sect family, he can pry the corner of the wall!As long as the hoe is swung well, there is no corner that cannot be pried open!
The immortal monks made their decision almost in the blink of an eye.And the seven young monks who came with him, even if they were worse, they can be taken away together!For a genius who can compete with those monsters, raising a few idlers is nothing at all!
At this moment, Ling Junqian had already led the demons to rotate and change angles, and kept drawing under his feet, but because the competition between the two was too fierce, everyone only had time to see how their spiritual weapons were able to see their moves. Yes, completely oblivious to the movement of his feet.On the other hand, Fifth Senior Brother Mu Xingshu couldn't help but smile on his pale face when he saw this scene.

Master's attainments in formation are indeed superior to his own.A person with such a talent that is almost against the sky can sometimes make people feel scary.After all, the master is not only a swordsmanship that is extraordinary and refined, but also a series of formations, medicine and refining weapons...

They are very proficient.

Alas, as his disciple, the pressure is really too great.

After dismantling each other for nearly a thousand times, Ling Junqian finally breathed a sigh of relief and sold a flaw. The demon clan was really fooled and ran after him!

After the feet of the blue-horned demon fell into the formation that had been drawn long ago, Ling Junqian's fingers suddenly opened and closed!
The blue-horned demons had enjoyed fighting at first, but although this immortal cultivator was no better than himself, his swordsmanship was exceptionally exquisite. When he got stuck in it, he felt like a mud monk crossing a river, getting deeper and deeper, making people want to stop.And when you compete with this immortal monk, you won't feel that this person's cultivation base is too low to enjoy yourself.Because although his cultivation level is two levels lower than his own, he has abundant spiritual power, which is not like what a monk of his cultivation level can have.And the moves are very sophisticated, not only can keep up with his own rhythm, but even faintly show signs of surpassing him!

To the militant blue-horned demons, it was like drinking a large bucket of cold water when they were extremely thirsty, and it was extremely comfortable!
As for the wounds on this immortal cultivator's body are getting more and more serious...

What does it matter to him?He just wanted to have fun playing.As long as Ling Junqian is not dead now, it can be guaranteed that he can continue this battle, who cares if he suffers or not!Moreover, the more some people are in a battle that is not conducive to themselves, the more powerful their potential and power will explode!Maybe this guy is one of them?
(End of this chapter)