At first, the Fist Dao Immortal thought that the aura of the powerhouse of the Purple Mansion Realm was the Blood Demon Venerable.

But later, he learned through the resurrected Dao robe old man that the aura of the Purple Mansion Realm powerhouse came from a sword slashed by Lu He.

For that sword, the old man in the Taoist robe couldn't describe it in words, and could only sum up one word.

Strong!

The strongest sword, that sword, in the heart of the old man in the Dao robe, even exceeded the strength of the Blood Demon Venerable, and also exceeded the strength of the Lord of Henglan.

And a day ago, outside Breaking Wave Island, in the battle between Lu He and the others and Jin Wu, Lu He once again used that sword.

At that time, the Fist Dao Immortal was breaking through to the Purple Mansion Realm, and although his mind was immersed in the Breaking Realm, the Fist Dao Immortal still felt a breath so powerful that his soul trembled.

After he broke through to the Purple Mansion Realm, he still had lingering fears about that powerful aura.

But fortunately, he saw that Lu He fell into an extremely weak state after using that sword, so he decided to take action immediately, and he definitely couldn't give Lu He a chance to grow.

If Lu He hadn't fallen into a weakened state after that sword, the Fist Dao Immortal would never have made a rash move.

And now, he is standing face to face with Lu He, but he can see that Lu He's current state can be called his peak state, full of fighting spirit, and his face is fearless when he looks at himself, which makes him know that Lu He is definitely looking for an opportunity to cut that sword against himself.

That sword, if it was caught off guard, the Fist Dao Immortal was not sure that he would be able to dodge it.

But if you are on guard, then it is not difficult to dodge.

So the boxing immortal didn't move, and Lu He didn't move, the two were separated by a hundred miles, just looking at each other quietly.

......

"Hahaha! Is that all you have to do?"

The black flame of the spear in Jun Hei Prison's hand flickered, and every swing would set off a large wave of flames.

And Chen Shanhe, who was in the perfect realm of transformation, could only start to dodge passively at this time in less than a hundred moves under the gun of Jun Heijiao.

Bloodline suppression!

Chen Shanhe's bloodline is just an ordinary demon bloodline, without any special features, and it is only slightly stronger than the human race of the same realm.

Fighting against the human race, Chen Shanhe can occupy a great advantage.

For example, in Dongyang City, if Chen Shanhe made an all-out move, Tang Tai would not be able to block his attack at all.

However, in the face of the Jun Black Prison with the bloodline of the Ancient Demon Saint, Chen Shanhe felt a sense of powerlessness.

Not only because of Jun Hei Prison's strength, but also because of the black flame red lotus spear in Jun Hei Prison's hand, as well as the Jiaolong armor he was wearing.

These two spiritual weapon protectors, a large part of Chen Shanhe's attack will be neutralized.

That's why he didn't have any way to take Jun Black Prison.

Jun Hei Jian sneered: "You miscellaneous bat, you dare to be arrogant in front of your black prison grandfather, don't you say that you don't know how to write death? Lao Tzu will teach you now!"

With that, the black flame on the spear in Jun Hei Prison's hand skyrocketed, and a shot swept in front of him, and a large half-moon-shaped flame wave rushed towards Chen Shanhe.

Chen Shanhe was startled and hurriedly dodged again.

He has wings on his back, and although his strength is not as good as that of Jun Hei Prison, his speed is not much different from Jun Hei Prison, and even a little faster.

Dodging the deadly flame wave, Chen Shanhe didn't say a word, turned his head and ran.

Jun Hei Prison was stunned when he saw this, and then scolded: "What kind of master are you?

"Don't run, let Grandpa poke three hundred transparent holes in you!"

A black flame rose from the foot of Jun Hei Prison, and he chased after Chen Shanhe without hesitation.

So, there was such a strange scene in the sky.

A high-level monster in the Mortal Realm, chasing a monster that is perfect in the Mortal Realm, flying in the sky.

The two of them passed through the soldiers fighting underground, and easily killed a large number of soldiers in the Spirit Realm.

While running, Chen Shanhe thought of a way.

glanced at the boxing immortal, at this time, the boxing immortal was having a relationship with Lu Heshen, and he didn't care about him at all.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Shanhe rushed directly towards the old man in the Taoist robe.

At least, the old man in the Taoist robe still has an advantage.

Seeing this scene, Jun Hei Jian hurriedly shouted: "Bingying, stop this stinky bat!"

"Good!"

Bing Ying didn't say a word, dodged the attack of the old man in the Taoist robe, and directly faced Chen Shanhe.

Seeing this, Chen Shanhe was furious and roared angrily: "What kind of thing are you, dare to stand in my way?"

After that, Chen Shanhe was about to make a move.

However, he soon saw the Xuanbing Sword in Bingying's hand.

Superior Spiritual Weapon!

Chen Shanhe was so angry that he almost scolded on the spot, he was in the same realm as Bingying, and Bingying didn't have any ancient bloodline, so he was a little contemptuous, so he led Jun Hei Prison here.

But who would have thought that the weapon in Bingying's hand was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon!

How does this work?

Under the same realm, it is completely a matter of whose weapons are good and whose exercises are powerful!

"Be careful!"

The old man in the Dao robe drank violently, and then stabbed Bing Ying in the back with his thin sword.

Bing Ying felt a chill in her back, hurriedly turned around, and swung the Xuan Bing Sword to block the stab of the old man in the Dao robe.

The Xuanbing Sword can not only resist the sword comprehension of the old man in the robe, but also has a higher grade than the thin sword in the hand of the old man in the robe, so under this touch, the thin sword in the hand of the old man in the robe was directly cut out of a gap.

The old man in the Taoist robe was distressed for a while, and shouted angrily: "Ten Thousand Sword Technique!"

He held the sword in both hands, stepped on the step, and waved the thin sword, as if turning into an endless sword shadow.

Bingying was startled and hurriedly retreated.

But the countless sword shadows had already attacked, and Bing Ying had to keep swinging the Xuanbing Sword in her hand to block those sword shadows.

However, in this way, Bingying can only defend passively and lose the means of attacking.

Now is the time!

Chen Shanhe's eyes showed a cruel killing intent, and he directly grabbed Bingying's back with one claw.

If this claw is really caught, Bing Ying will be directly disemboweled.

"Be careful!"

Jun Hei Prison was stunned when he saw this scene, and shouted angrily: "Sneak attack from behind! What are you?"

He sped up, but his speed was not as good as Chen Shanhe's, and now Chen Shanhe's speed became faster with all his strength.

Bing Ying also sensed the danger behind her, and if she turned back at this time, she would definitely be able to block that attack.

But if she turned back, the endless sword shadow emitted by the old man in the Dao robe in front of her would directly hit her.

Bingying's body was just wearing ordinary clothes, and she had no defenses at all.

Once she was stabbed by the sword shadow, Bingying would be directly stabbed to the heart.

At this moment, nine jade swords flew directly out of the ground, turning into golden light, enveloping Bing Ying in it.

Whether it was the countless sword shadows or Chen Shanhe's claws, they were all blocked by that golden light.

Bingying looked down, but saw that in the battlefield below, Qin Ye smiled at her, and then, holding a long knife, continued to fight.