Yuan Fansheng knew Tian Ze's anxious mood at this time, so he persuaded: "Tian Ze, you have to be calm, although the Sword Dynasty Sect has suffered many casualties since the last Night Ape Ruins, but after all, it has the background of a big faction, and you can't easily enter it." ”

Tian Ze said resolutely: "I will definitely let Yiji get better! Don't worry, I will definitely bring back the life element." ”

Immediately, after Tian Ze told everyone his intentions, he resolutely set foot on the road to the Sword Dynasty Sect despite everyone's dissuasion.

The Sword Dynasty Sect is located in the northeast of the Eastern Regions, and it is one of the top two sword-based sects in the Eastern Regions, and it has been established for thousands of years. None of the sect master swordsmen even practiced the blue sky sword qi and defeated the swordsmen of the Eastern Regions, which established the status of the Sword Dynasty Sect in the Eastern Regions.

Tian Ze used the strange Xuanpin mid-level imperial sky martial art, Wind Thunder Fury, and it only took two days to rush to the place where the Sword Dynasty Sect was located, the Sword Emperor Mountain.

Suddenly, there was a terrible scream in front of him, and Tian Ze hurriedly hid his figure to find out the situation.

I saw a man in Tsing Yi bullying a thin teenager.

"Jiang Lang, do you know why I coerced you here today?"

Jiang Lang looked at the scars all over his body and smiled coldly: "Those who want to kill, there is no excuse!"

The man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly, and two more swords stabbed Jiang Lang's thighs, and blood gushed suddenly: "Stop quibbling! Quickly hand over the Shengxin Sword! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." ”

Jiang Lang brushed his own hair, a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the man in Tsing Yi, and roared madly: "Kill me, come on! My sister, my brother didn't die under your sword!" As he spoke, the bean-sized tears dripped down one by one, hitting the ground, and even more knocking in his heart.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at the mixture of saliva and blood on his chest, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, obviously angry to the extreme, but in order to get the Ascending Heart Sword, he still forcibly pressed the killing intent in his heart: "Jiang Lang, you are just a cultivator of the Innate Realm, you can't use the Ascending Heart Sword, you give it to me, I will help you improve your cultivation as quickly as possible." ”

"No!

"I'll tell me!" The man in Tsing Yi seemed to be enchanted, raising his sword and slashing frantically at Jiang Lang who fell to the ground.

Tian Ze found out about this scene, Bodhi's hundred benevolent hearts secretly inspired compassion and kindness in his heart, Tian Ze put on a grimace mask, and then the silver Tianjiao in his hand flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a spiritual qi sword blade knocked the man in Tsing Yi to the ground.

The man in Tsing Yi was suddenly attacked, and hurriedly got up and put on a posture to meet the enemy: "Who is it? Come out quickly!"

Tianze slowly walked out from behind the tree, and the silver Tianjiao in his hand trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound.

"Dark-eyed rakshasas!" The man in Tsing Yi had entered the ruins of the night ape, and his memory of the Dark-eyed Rakshasa was extremely deep.

"Do you know me? Looks like you've been to the Night Ape Ruins. Tian Ze's feet were lucky, and in the blink of an eye, he would come to the man in Tsing Yi, and the silver Tianjiao was close to the carotid artery.

Seeing this, the man in Tsing Yi was frightened out of a puddle of yellow things: "Please don't kill me! I won't say a word about today's incident, please let me go!"

Although Tian Ze also wanted to let him go, this matter was related to Bai Yiji's life, and Tian Ze was not cautious. Immediately, Tian Ze stabbed a sword into the foundation of the Great Dao in the body of the man in Tsing Yi.

"Soul Eater!"

Suddenly, the foundation of the avenue of the man in Tsing Yi collapsed rapidly, and the huge heaven and earth aura was absorbed by Tianze.

"I have broken the foundation of your avenue, and now you are a mortal, go to the ordinary life at the bottom of the mountain, and don't harm others again. ”

The man in Tsing Yi felt his mortal body, even though he was resentful in his heart, but he had no choice but to sigh lightly and walk towards the Sword Emperor Mountain.

"Whew!"

At this moment, Jiang Lang, who was dying in a pool of blood, tried his last strength to throw out a dagger, which hit the heart of the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at his gradually moist chest in surprise, turned to look at Jiang Lang, and muttered in a daze: "It turns out that there is a ...... of retribution" Then his consciousness gradually dissipated, and he died in a pool of withered yellow leaves.

Tian Ze looked at Jiang Lang and asked, "Why bother, if you kill him, your relatives won't be able to come back." ”

Jiang Lang smiled miserably: "But it saved the life of the next victim, didn't it?"

Tian Ze was silent and did not answer, he knew that under the influence of Bodhi's hundred good intentions, it would be difficult for him to kill people, and his mind was not complete after all.

Seeing Tianze like this, Jiang Lang couldn't help but chuckle and said: "I didn't expect you to be the one they said to kill people like mustard, and the sword is like a mountain, I don't feel like a person, but like a god, a god worshiped by mortals, it's a pity that you played too much." With that, Jiang Lang threw another dagger at Tianze.

As soon as the silver Tianjiao in Tianze's hand flipped over, he split the dagger in two: "What do you mean?

Jiang Lang smiled coldly: "How could the demon clan be so kind! If my guess is correct, you should have heard what he said about the Ascending Heart Sword and suddenly became motivated, wanting to be my savior, so as to find out the whereabouts of the Ascending Heart Sword." I'll tell you now, you should die! The Sword of the Heart is handed down from my ancestors, and it is the pride of my ancestors, and even death will not give it to you!"

After saying that, Jiang Lang leaned slightly, picked up the half of the dagger on the ground, and slashed his throat with a smile, and in an instant, it was as if a huge blood-colored rose bloomed on Jiang Lang's neck, and it only took a moment to go from blooming to falling.

Jiang Lang looked at the Sword Dynasty Sect of Sword Emperor Mountain, smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth that rose slightly froze, and finally closed his eyes.

Tian Ze sighed lightly and buried the bodies of the two in a pit, but accidentally discovered that the grimace mask could transform into the appearance of any person, and even the eyes could become the same as if they were really open, and the condition was to let the mask absorb a drop of that person's blood.

"It's okay, it's convenient for me. ”

Immediately, Tianze changed into Jiang Lang's appearance, took off all the items on his body, and rushed to the Sword Dynasty.

When he first entered the Sword Dynasty Sect, Tian Ze would not rashly go out to scare the snakes, but first find a place to stay and inquire about the situation of the Sword Dynasty Sect.

The first choice is Jiang Lang's home.

Tian Ze took Jiang Lang's token and came to a rather bright courtyard, this bamboo is the courtyard handed down by Jiang Lang from his ancestors, since the death of his parents, it has been Jiang Lang's three brothers and sisters have lived, but at this time the three of his brothers and sisters have all died.

Tianze took a casual look, and there were several houses in it, and it was a good place to cultivate bamboo in the woods.

In the Sword Dynasty Sect, in a quiet courtyard, a thought of the Sword Monarch Jian Wuyi was talking to a handsome young man, and his words seemed to be intense.

This young man is the personal disciple of Jian Wuyi, Feng Jian Yin.

It is rumored that when the sealed sword was born, thousands of miles of white lightning were condensed in the sky, and the endless white lightning was cast into a white divine sword and injected into the center of its eyebrows. As soon as Jian Wu saw this vision, he knew that Tianjiao was born, and found the place where Feng Jianyin was located overnight, and begged Feng's parents to let Feng Jianyin go up the mountain. The suffering of mortals was experienced by their parents, and they didn't want Feng Jianyin to suffer again, so they agreed.

Feng Jianyin has been on the mountain for eighteen years, and he has never come down the mountain during this period, but his psychology is mature and terrifying, as if he is crawling and rolling in the world.

"Jian Yin, are you really leaving?" Jian Wuyi said angrily.

Feng Jian stopped in his footsteps, turned his back to Jian Wuyi, and said expressionlessly: "I have already surpassed you!

The tone is cold like two passers-by who meet in Pingshui, and any more words are nonsense.

"Do you really want to be so resolute?" Jian Wuyi almost pleaded: "Jian Yin, Zixian is dead, do you really want me to be alone?"

Feng Jianyin turned to look at Jian Wuyi, his eyebrows flashed, and a pure white spirit sword flashed in his hand, still so cold: "If you defeat me, I will leave another Jiazi." ”

It's this game again, and every once in a while Feng Jianyin will challenge himself. Since ten years ago, none of the swords has been victorious. But today, none of the swords is still in the battle, and there is no god in his hands.

"Your white fox is strong again!"

"Your godlessness is still so weak!"

None of the swords poured out a mouthful of turbid air, and the godless slash in his hand slashed horizontally, and in an instant, dozens of blue sky sword qi rushed to seal the sword and disappeared.

"It's powerless!"

Feng Jianyin's face was angry, the white fox in his hand only trembled slightly, and a white lightning burst out in an instant, slashing the blue sky sword qi that filled his eyes one after another.

Just as the white lightning touched Jian Wuyi's throat, it suddenly dissipated, leaving only a red mark on his flesh, which was the subcutaneous congestion caused by the impact of the air.

Feng Jian concealed the white fox, turned around and left silently, leaving only none of the swords stunned in place.