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Chapter 359 You should regret it

Fight, fight, fight!

Jiang Wen only had battle in his mind, and he fought the demon crazily, fearless even if he was injured with every blow. At this moment, he looks like a crazy person, without any reason left.

The demon stood there and used the same moves Jiang Wen had used before to fight him. His feet did not move even half a step from the spot, and his eyes were scarlet and cold as he looked at the approaching Jiang Wen.

"Your moves have too many flaws."

"You have no humanity left, only animality remains."

"Give up, you are no match for me."

Yao said coldly, casually grabbed Jiang Wen's arm and broke it. The next moment, he seemed to feel something, predicting where Jiang Wen's attack would be in advance.

Jiang Wen found that his hand was being pinched by someone, and burst out with a surge of strength to break free from the demon's hand. Yue Yu used his magic power to recover, and his arm, which had been hit with broken bones, quickly recovered.

The three flying swords kept slashing at the demon, but when they struck it, it could only emit a metallic symphony of wails. And Feishuang was pinched and broken by the demon, and was thrown aside like garbage. Then the Taixuan Mirror shone down, covering the demon entirely. But the demon just snorted softly, and the Taixuan Mirror flew out as if it had been hit hard.

Also in this gap, Jiang Wen attacked again. The violent fists were like waves, hitting the demon from an unimaginable angle. But the demon just tilted his head indifferently, and used his hand as a chopping knife to chop Jiang Wen's arm into two pieces.

"It's too slow, everything about you is already known to me." Yao said calmly. "Give up, you can't beat me."

Before the demon finished speaking, a chill flashed across his face. He subconsciously turned his head and felt a light wound appear.

He touched the wound with an expressionless face, and with the influx of black mud, the wound healed quickly. It's just that this kind of wound is a trivial matter, and Yao knows that he was injured by Jiang Wen. A Sendai saint was injured by a half-step Sendai monk. No one wanted to believe this.

The gap between a saint and Half-Step Immortal Platform is no smaller than the gap between Dao Palace and Half-step Immortal Platform. If one fails to achieve the realm of Immortal Platform, all saints will be nothing more than ants. Even if it was just a small wound opened by Jiang Wen, if the news spread, hundreds of immortal families would probably be shocked.

A half-step sentai that can hurt a saint? Does this world really exist?

"is it?"

Jiang Wen covered his broken arm and laughed wildly. He looked at the demon crazily. He made a sarcastic sound at what he just said.

"Did you just realize now that my flying sword hurt you?"

"How did you do it?" the demon asked doubtfully.

"All you need to do is mix the flying sword with your fist. Even if I can't defeat you, I can still hurt you. Hahaha, Sendai Saint, it's nothing more than that, nothing more than that!"

Jiang Wen laughed and pressed his severed arm back on. With the flow of golden elixir mana in the body, the broken arm healed rapidly. After a few breaths, the broken hand had healed.

He attacked the demon again. Although he was using a mantis' arms as a chariot, he was as mad as a moth rushing into a flame.

Jiang Wen felt no pain, and even a broken arm or leg could be recovered in a very short time. He controlled Poliang and the black sword Wuming, and used all his means to launch attacks against the demon again and again. This method made the demon feel confused, and he felt that the person in front of him seemed a little different from before.

Shenxiao thunder method!

Wan Jian Jue!

Dialangquan!

……

Even though trump cards are frequently played, he still can't do anything to the demon who stands where he is.

"Stop struggling pointlessly." The demon was a little tired of this meaningless battle, so it grabbed Jiang Wen's neck and held it tightly. The scarlet eyes looked at him coldly. "It's game over."

"puff."

With just one punch, the demon pierced Jiang Wen's abdomen. Its hand penetrated the abdomen and pulled it out at will. Jiang Wen was left with his mouth wide open and his eyes abrupt and ferocious. For the first time in his life, he felt the imminence of death, the feeling that all his mana was flowing away and his life was gradually passing away.

Even though he is so crazy, he still has an extremely urgent desire to survive. No matter how much Jiang Wen struggled, the demon's arm remained motionless. It silently watched everything he did, its fingers squeezing tighter and tighter.

"Too weak." The demon said coldly. "I had some expectations for you, but unfortunately you are not worthy of being my opponent."

"Haha, really?!" Jiang Wendian laughed and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out flames. The flame was so intense that it wrapped around the demon's arm in an instant.

The demon was in pain and relaxed a little, and Jiang Wen broke away from its hand. He took out a few pills and put them in his mouth. The hole in the abdomen was also healing rapidly.

For Jiang Wen now, as long as his soul is not crushed, he can survive even if he is beheaded and disemboweled. There are even some Taoist masters who specialize in life-preserving secrets and can be reborn with blood and heal their broken bodies. Even if there is only one finger left, you can use that finger to store your spiritual consciousness and restore your physical body.

For real people in the Dao Palace realm, if their spiritual consciousness is not destroyed, then the Dao will not be destroyed. Yao looked at Jiang Wen who was recovering from his wounds, and then at the Samadhi True Fire burning in his hand. It really hates this flame. It can't extinguish it and can't get rid of it. It can only let it burn. Even though it has become a saint now, it is still impossible to know where the fire came from.

With the sword in hand, the demon cut off the arm burning with the true fire of samadhi. Then he saw that the wound healed quickly and returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

"Your fire technique is indeed powerful, but unfortunately it can only be like this." The demon said sarcastically. "Below the saint, everything is false."

"I have no interest in being entangled with you anymore, let's end it. And I will live in this world instead of you."

The demon clenched his fist towards the broken Feishuang in the distance and held it in his hand. The black mud contaminates the flying frost, recasting it and the broken parts.

When the black mud faded away, a transparent scarlet flying frost appeared on his hand. The demon looked at Jiang Wen with the Feishuang and said in a cold voice: "This is your magical weapon, and now it is also mine."

Jiang Wen grinned and was about to say something, but in an instant, Feishuang's scarlet blade appeared in front of his eyes.

At this critical moment, Jiang Wen saw green light radiating from his arms. Countless vines struck towards Feishuang, constantly blocking Feishuang's movements. It was also in this gap that Jiang Wen avoided Feishuang and summoned Powu to confront him.

He looked at the thing that kept emitting green light, which was the seed given to him by Ziyun.

The cyan light shines everywhere, and countless plants and trees grow out of the fleshy soil. The green vines gradually gathered together, revealing Ziyun's graceful figure.

Her long silver hair swayed with the air waves, and her purple eyes looked at the demon indifferently.

"Damn it." Zi Yun said coldly. Then he glanced at Jiang Wen, who was in a state of embarrassment, and frowned slightly.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I just want to fight it alone." Jiang Wen said with a wanton smile.

"What's wrong with you?" Zi Yun looked at Jiang Wen with furrowed brows.

"It's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine now." Jiang Wen smiled and moved his muscles again. "But now we have to deal with this disgusting guy first."

"It's just a futile effort." Yao looked at Ziyun and said lightly. "No matter how many more it comes, it will be the same."

"How will you know if you don't try? Stop talking nonsense!" Jiang Wen took the lead, with Ziyun behind him to assist in the attack. Although the two had never fought together before, they now worked together flawlessly.

For a moment, the battle became entangled, and even the holy demon couldn't help but pay attention to it.

This silver-haired woman was really troublesome. Whether it was magical powers or spells, she caused him a lot of trouble. Even the black mud all over his body was faintly restrained by it and could not exert its previous effect.

"It's interesting." The demon showed a long-lost smile. "It's just a little interesting."

The demon figure split the vines like a ghost, and then the black mud separated from its body, transforming into a clone and attacking Ziyun. And it came directly in front of Jiang Wen, and made a devastating move while looking at him.

"End it." The demon said.

But it was not Jiang Wen who was struck by Feishuang. But the silver-haired girl appeared from the wooden ring on his hand.

The slash containing the Nirvana Style split Ziyun's body apart. Ziyun's eyes widened, and then she fell into Jiang Wen's arms.

But with her long silver hair hanging down, her purple eyes looked at Jiang Wen quietly: "Come back, okay?"

After she finished speaking, her whole person lost all life. It just turned into a bunch of dead branches and lay quietly in Jiang Wen's arms.

Jiang Wen looked at the dead branches in his arms and froze on the spot. His golden eyes lost their blood-red color, and his expression was extremely heavy.

"No need to mourn, you will follow." The demon raised Feishuang again, preparing to end this uninteresting battle.

The moment its sword slashed down, the golden god appeared above Jiang Wen's body.

Holding the sword with one hand, he slowly stood up from the ground.

"You will probably regret why you didn't take action in time just now." Jiang Wen raised his eyes to look at the demon, and the third eye in his forehead began to emit golden light. The golden divine figure surrounded him, and an indescribable power spread out from his body.

"Dharma appears in heaven and earth." Jiang Wen said calmly, and the next moment he saw the golden god reappearing in the world.

(End of this chapter)