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Jian Twelve Sen looked at Yuan Futu coldly, as if he was gouging out every piece of his flesh and blood with his eyes, and put it in his mouth to suck well. He licked his lips, as if he had already tasted the delicious fresh blood, and then moved away. Stepping forward, the whole person turned into a blurred white shadow.

Feeling the cold and powerful aura rushing towards his face, Yuan Futu tried his best to keep his mind calm, and he rotated his natal orb to release the pure earth essence inside, which stuck to the blade of his sword, and swung it forward vigorously. .

"Kill the sword and destroy the gods and Buddhas!"

In an instant, a murderous intent to slaughter the common people and destroy the world soared into the sky, adding a gloomy color of blood to the yellow-glowing sword blade.

The power of this sword seems to have reached his peak, almost exceeding the power of 20 jin.

Pong!

The true essence on the sword exploded in front of his eyes, like a blooming flower engraved on the void, and the blood-colored killing sword left deep traces of weeping blood on it, directly enveloping Sword Twelve in it.

scoff.

The sharp and sharp sword intent pierced the golden and bright defensive shield, causing countless openings in Jian Twelve's snow-white and torn clothes, and even the flesh and blood inside, but he didn't care, his expression was extremely cold , Stretched out a pale bony hand, pierced through the center of this flower, and grabbed Yuan Futu's chest.

The moment the substance touched the skin on the chest, the entire chest seemed to have suffered a great force, and it collapsed like a hollow thin paper inside. face.

With a weird sneer, Jian Twelve stretched out his tongue to lick away the blood stains on his mouth, as if he felt that it contained the taste of a chaotic spirit treasure, which made him extremely excited, and he kept moving forward under this sword intent a little bit stagnantly body.

The pale bony hand moved forward half a point, Yuan Futu's chest collapsed another half point, more blood flowed out, just a breath, it could easily penetrate that paper-thin chest.

"Futu!" Lin Wan'er screamed, and rushed over without thinking about her own safety, but Ao Tianbo firmly grabbed her shoulder.

The warm blood drenched his whole body, and Yuan Futu had thoughts of despair in his heart. Facing the Heaven Transformation Realm expert with extraordinary power, in fact, he should have expected such a bleak ending long ago.

It's just that at this moment, he is still not reconciled.

"The Tao is one foot tall, the devil is one foot high, the Tao eliminates the devil and rises, and the devil is ten thousand feet high!"

A soft chant descended from the sky, and the sound seemed to come from thousands of miles away. It was as thin as a gossamer, but it was clearly recalled in everyone's ears. It was as light as a feather, but it seemed to carry endless coercion, which made people shudder.

After hearing this voice, Jian Twelve frowned deeply, making the wrinkles on his face even deeper. He saw clusters of fist-sized black flames floating around the bone hand that was about to break Yuan Futu's chest. .

"Demon energy?!"

This is not the power of real demons, but pure demonic energy, but it is stronger and purer than the demonic energy cultivated by the masters of the Nine Utero Gates.

When one of them touched Jian Twelve's arm, there was a sudden loud noise, and a black fire dragon rose up.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third bombs also exploded, like a chain reaction, causing the entire void to be plunged into this explosive storm.

"hateful!"

Jian Twelve almost felt that his arm was about to be blown to pieces, so he couldn't help stretching it back, stepped back and smashed the steps in front of the sword tower, looked up, and saw three figures appearing in front of him.

The two men and one woman knelt on the ground, cupped their hands and said, "Welcome to the suzerain."

As soon as the words fell, a man in white clothes with a snowy face and a face like a crown of jade floated down, his silver hair fluttered in the rain, it was dazzlingly white from head to tail, spotless.

His left hand is behind his back, while his right hand is holding a petite girl.

Jian Twelve's eyes were demonized, and he could no longer see the world, but he could feel the powerful aura of the person in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Demon Gate?"

"Futu!" Lin Wan'er rushed over, helped up Yuan Futu who had fallen on the ground, and said, "How are you doing?"

Yuan Futu's mouth was still overflowing with blood, he vaguely saw the familiar figure, and said softly: "Rongxian..."

Qin Rongxian came to his side in a hurry, first took a pill from his bosom and fed it to Yuan Futu, looked at the pendant still flashing on his chest, said with concern but still stubbornly: "I knew you would Something happened, but fortunately it was not too late."

When the elixir entered his body, Yuan Futu only felt that the chaotic zhenyuan of the natal pearl was suppressed immediately, his mind gradually became clear, and he said: "Go quickly, he has already fallen into a demon, you can't beat him."

Qin Rongxian gave a "cut" and said: "Don't worry, I have never seen my father lose to anyone. He is the most powerful person in the world. You should worry about yourself first. Are you feeling better now?"

Father?

Yuan Futu had already known about Qin Rongxian's life experience before, and was immediately shocked. Could it be that the silver-haired man is the suzerain of the Demon Sect today?

Xiao Zhan, Mei Ling'er, and Ziye Canglong stood behind them respectfully, while the suzerain Qin Chuan looked directly at Jian Twelve, and said calmly, "It's the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Heavenly Demon Sect! ?

All the disciples of the Sword Sect were shocked. Why did the Tianmo Sect come here suddenly? Could it be that they wanted to take advantage of the chaos to fight Sap? With the current situation of the Sword Sect, it was impossible to resist the surprise attack of any sect.

Jian Twelve sneered, "I didn't expect the Heavenly Demon Sect Master, who has lived in the Nether Mansion for a long time, to appear in my Sword Sect. It's a great anecdote. Could it be that he wants to take advantage of this to rob?"

Qin Chuan smiled indifferently, looked at the ruins around him, and said: "If it was the Sword Sect thousands of years ago, maybe I would do this and kill all of you to avoid future troubles, but now this place has become a low-level sect, and it is not worthy of me. Take no effort."

"Then why did you come here and disturb my sect's affairs?" No matter how arrogant Jian Twelve was, even if there was a trace of clarity in his mind, he knew that the head of the Tianmo sect was definitely not someone who could be easily provoked.

Qin Chuan turned his head, looked at Yuan Futu with those deep eyes, and said, "Whether Jianzong is destroyed or not has nothing to do with me, I just want to save one person."

Jian Twelve's thoughts changed, and suddenly his mind became clear, he said: "You want to save Yuan Futu, why?"

"Because my daughter doesn't want him to die, shouldn't a father fulfill her wish?" Qin Chuan faced Jian Twelve, who had been deeply enchanted, and felt the power of real demon emanating from him. But it was still as light as a breeze, unusually free and easy, without the slightest sign of nervousness or fear.

Jian Twelve didn't ask why, Yuan Futu had the treasure of chaos that he wanted most, not to mention the master of Tianmo sect, even if the old monk of the Six Paths came to him, he would not give any favor, his tone suddenly changed Get serious.

"You are dreaming!"