The world is cruel.

And the most cruel thing in the world is that it can always catch those gentle people, but they can be bullied.

Fortunately, Jiang Ge is not a good person.

Strictly speaking, the blood stained by Jiang Ge's killing is no less than that of any demon.

His joy and anger are the fate of his enemies.

At this moment,

Jiang Ge took the sword, the sword was three feet long, the sword was two inches thick, and on the hilt, there were two bronze ancient characters - Qingzhou.

This sword is called Qingzhou Sword.

This hatred is called Qingzhou hatred.

Caressing the sword body, Jiang Ge could still see that clear and crystal tear, round and shaking.

Through the refraction of tears,

What Jiang Ge saw was a black hole in the sky cracking, soldiers fighting to the end, and murderous and tyrannical demonic creatures.

...... And, the angry slaughter of a thousand knives.

In addition to anger, it is still anger.

Tu Qiandao was so angry that he smoked, but he was helpless.

Until he suddenly found that the light of the gray altar was gradually extinguished.

And the demonic qi around him was like a poisonous snake that had lost its fangs, becoming fragile and lax.

Tu Qiandao only felt that his body was loosened in vain, and his imprisoned energy seemed to disappear in an instant, and he could no longer stop his steps.

Belch......

Think about it too.

Jiang Ge is just a one-star martial artist, he has to save people, block people, and control the magic array, with one heart and three points, how long can he last?

"Thief, die!"

Tu Qiandao was in good spirits.

He let out a loud shout, starting from the royal capital, and the depression and anger that had been accumulated for a long time along the way were like a volcanic eruption.

With all his might, he slashed at Jiang Ge resolutely.

This knife divides mountains and rivers!

This knife is unstoppable!

This knife gave Tu Qiandao a sense of brightness that had opened the clouds and seen the light of day, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time was finally vented at this moment.

Maybe it's because the resentment is too deep,

Tu Qiandao's life has never been so enjoyable as it is now.

He can be sure that this knife even exceeds his own limit and is his strongest knife!

Although he knew that Jiang Ge's strength was extraordinary, Tu Qiandao didn't think so, he was at an unprecedented peak, a seven-star martial artist fought a one-star martial artist, so could he still be defeated?

Wyvern riding face, how to lose?

That's just at this time.

Jiang Ge moved.

As if the shackles were removed, the breath on Jiang Ge's body soared upwards like a rocket!

One-Star Martial Artist ......

Two-Star Martial Artist ......

Three-star martial artist!

In an instant, it was restored to its heyday.

But that's not all.

Jiang Ge was up and down, his domineering true qi gushing out, like a wild dragon turning over, the scales opening and closing, and the Dao Xuanguang bloomed.

Breakthrough, four-star martial artist!

Jiang Ge waved his hand lightly, as careless as a fly.

See,

That terrifying power directly destroyed the withering and decaying, crushing the strongest knife in Tu Qiandao's life!

Jiang Ge's face was grim, and he said lightly: "Do you really think that I can't kill you?"

Here......

With the words, the purple gold true qi shrouded the sky.

In addition to being domineering, it is still domineering.

Seven-star martial artist?

The power of the martial spirit?

The strongest sword?

It's useless, it's really useless, it's all useless, and it's crushed at will.

Obviously, he only broke through from a low-level martial artist to a middle-level martial artist, but it gave people a feeling that it was more thrilling than that of a high-level martial artist.

An understatement of the slap is like a Mount Tai pressing the top!

Jiang Ge's cold gaze fell, making Tu Qiandao feel cold all over his body, and the bones of his whole body "creaked" together.

Regret.

Now I regret it very much.

Tu Qiandao couldn't wait to slap himself, what did he do to provoke such a terrifying monster?

"You can't kill me!"

Tu Qiandao gritted his teeth and encouraged his whole body Zhenyuan to say: "I am the great tutor of the academy, if you kill me, you are guilty of the following crimes, and you are killing the teacher!"

Jiang Ge let out an "oh", hid the blade sword in his left hand and the Qingzhou sword in his right hand, and said expressionlessly: "Is this your last word?"

After all, when the right hand is raised, it is a sword.

A very simple thorn.

The clumsy to the great, the dignified and boundless, the terrifying power turned into a sword, a straight sword.

Tu Qiandao's face was covered in cold sweat and soaked.

The path of this sword, he can see it clearly, clearly.

But it just can't be stopped!

Unstoppable!

The treasure knife in his hand shattered.

The true element of the protective body condensed with all its strength is shattered.

He tried his best, fighting for the risk of the scrapping of the martial soul, and used the virtual shadow of the martial soul to block in front of him, just like the substance.

However, this triple defense was still useless, and it was forcibly broken by Jiang Ge's sword!

"No more fighting, no fighting! I admit defeat!"

Tu Qiandao stretched his neck and said, "I'm willing to surrender!"

A high-level martial artist was beaten to his knees and begged for mercy by a middle-level martial artist.

It's no wonder that Tu Qiandao has no backbone, it is really Jiang Ge's domineering that sweeps all sides, which makes Tu Qiandao deeply realize that the two sides are not at the same level at all.

In this case, admitting cowardice has nothing to do with backbone.

...... At least that's how Tu Qiandao comforted himself.

I don't know if others believe it or not, but he himself believes it anyway, and he is sure of it.

But!

Jiang Ge didn't care about it, he still went straight with a sword, and he was bound to kill him quickly!

In vain, the situation suddenly changed.

"Assert ......"

In the billowing black smoke, a figure walked out.

They wore standard black robes, and they were like fish in water in the demonic energy, and they breathed freely.

Faces, palms...... On the exposed skin, the large tendons turned into black lines, as if it was not blood flowing in it, but demons.

Obviously, these are demonic warriors.

That is, the so-called people in the Demon Cult.

They conspired and lurked, secretly infiltrated and planned everything, and hid in the shadows, teasing everyone from a high perspective.

They used countless lives to have a carnival.

And now,

They appear as kings behind the scenes, intending to enjoy the fruits of victory.

There was an old man with white hair and black eyes.

And his aura is far beyond everyone present, vast and terrifying, and has reached the realm of a great martial artist!

Although it seems that it has only been a breakthrough for a short time, the Great Martial Master, that is, the Great Martial Master, is a level that everyone can't reach in their entire lives!

He breathed greedily with demonic energy, looked at Jiang Ge and Tu Qiandao, who were chasing each other, tilted his head slightly, and sneered:

"As a seven-star martial artist, being chased and killed by a four-star martial artist is really embarrassing!"

"However, as long as you are willing to join my Holy Sect, you will not only be able to live, but you will also be able to gain the power you have always dreamed of. ”

"I'm willing, I'm willing!" Tu Qiandao said without hesitation.

"Very smart choice. ”

The white-haired demon elder smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed, and a demonic qi turned into a black tornado, first enveloping the entire Tu Qian Dao.

Tu Qiandao's expression was relieved, and while he was gasping like a dead dog, his face was full of joy for the rest of his life.

However.

Behind him, the sword light did not relent, regardless of it, did not move or shake, and still stabbed out.

The white-haired demon elder frowned, and his body moved, blocking in front of Tu Qiandao.

"Leave you alive, go back and tell the world that the Demon Cult has been born. If you don't want to die, surrender as soon as possible!"

The white-haired demon elder looked at Jiang Ge and said lightly: "Remember, I am the third master of the Demon Sect, Cao Crazy." Your head, for the time being, is stored on your neck!

Now, you can leave on your knees. ”

And the opposite.

Jiang Ge just smiled, pursed his mouth, and said softly: "Stubborn Divine Sword......"

The voice did not fall.

A broken, antique sword tip burst out of the air.

Sharp, top-notch, domineering!

The deadly sword light turned into a vast ray of sky, as if even the sun, moon and stars could be cut down!

In an instant, the sword light fell.

The white-haired demon old Cao Madness protected Tu Qiandao with one hand, and the faint expression on his face instantly froze.

In that thousandth of a second,

His expression was changing in the direction of collapse and stunned, and his whole person was swallowed by the sword light of the Excalibur!

This has just been born,

Jiang Ge let him die sideways and go to the funeral on the spot!