Joke!

One Song Xiaoxing, one Huo Ziyan, both of them are cultivators of the Martial Master Realm Ninefold, and their ancestors are all powerful in the sect, and the two of them definitely have a lot of background.

In this case, how could he not run away?

Behind these two people, there are still thirty or forty martial artists, and most of these martial artists are the most important cultivators in the martial arts realm, and they rush up, even if it is Yang Tian, they don't want to face their edge!

"You deceive people too much!"

When Yang Tian escaped, he didn't forget to turn around and yell, there were so many people from the two factions, they actually joined forces to bully him alone.

"Hmph, what's wrong with lying to you? I'm going to kill you!" Song Xiaoxing was furious, the good sword spirit, seeing that it was about to belong to him, actually peeled out of his martial soul alive and integrated into Yang Tian's body.

It's like eating the meat in his mouth and spitting it out, how can he not be angry?

Especially, as a descendant of the Flying Sword Sect's ancestor, when had he ever encountered such an aggrieved thing?

Before that, everything he got was his own, and who would dare to let himself eat it and spit it out?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the sword spirit didn't get it, but it also caused the sword martial soul to be injured, and his heart was completely angry.

Yang Tian knew that he didn't dare to be careless at this time, and while using the power of his body, the star power in his body also ran at high speed, transporting the star power to his feet, and his feet were exerted, and he immediately rushed forward like lightning.

There, it was closer to Qingfeng Mountain, and it was more dangerous, but at this time, he had no choice but to play with his life.

The sword light fell from the sky, and countless fire pythons tore in, and at his speed, although he avoided most of the attacks, there were still about thirty percent of the attacks, which fell on his body!

"Shhh

It's okay with other people's attacks, with the strength of his physical body, he can completely resist, but the attacks of Song Xiaoxing and Huo Ziyan can actually penetrate the powerful flesh and damage the meridians in the body.

"What a powerful attack!"

Yang Tian's body almost stumbled, and his star power was running, and he quickly ran towards the distance.

On the ancient path, he consumed too much star power, and it would be unwise if there was really a head-on battle at this time.

At the same time, the sword spirit walked up and down in his body, as if he was looking for something, and after a while, in Yang Tian's body, a faint hissing sound sounded, it was the Red Flame Fire Python, because the True Yuan in the body was depleted, making the Red Flame Fire Python look much weaker.

After the sword spirit found the Red Flame Python, it immediately bloomed with supreme divine power, and actually went straight to the Red Flame Python, as if to replace it!

"No!"

Yang Tian immediately understood the sword spirit's thoughts, but the sword spirit didn't care about it at all, and ignored Yang Tian's call.

"I asked you to kill the stinky chrysanthemum in your body, not for you to kill my martial spirit!" Yang Tian wanted to cry without tears, at this time, if he wanted to concentrate on restraining the sword spirit, it was impossible, didn't he see so many chasing soldiers behind him?

In this way, running all the way, Yang Tian's face became more and more pale, the red flame python, although it is a martial spirit, but it is the bloodline passed down from generation to generation, and the sword spirit is about to replace it, which naturally makes Yang Tian's bloodline traumatized, so down, his face is naturally very pale.

Yang Tian saw that he would not be able to escape at all for a while, and suddenly stopped.

"If you know each other, hurry up and hand over the sword spirit, maybe I can spare your life!" Song Xiaoxing gritted his teeth and said, he already hated Yang Tian here.

"You forced me!" Yang Tian's eyes showed madness, a sword roar sounded, and the Xingchen Sword in his hand brought up a silver light, rising into the sky and slashing towards everyone.

This slash, the speed seems to be extremely slow, but in the eyes of Song Xiaoxing, as well as Huo Ziyan and others, it can be slashed, the speed is extremely fast, and it seems a little impossible to dodge.

At the moment when this slash fell, Yang Tian didn't love fighting at all, and went away directly.

"Damn!" Song Xiaoxing scolded secretly, and the illusory sword shadow reappeared, and when he exuded sword intent, he immediately slashed out, and the disciples of the Flying Sword Sect behind him also displayed powerful flying sword martial arts.

Huo Ziyan didn't hide his secrets, for the sake of the three-color fire, and he was also desperate, a flame giant appeared, roaring and holding up the sky with both hands, wanting to hold up the sword light that Yang Tian had slashed.

The disciples of the Huoyun Sect also made a move, and suddenly, the flying swords were vertical and horizontal, and the sea of fire was filled, as if they were about to annihilate the light that Yang Tian had slashed down.

After a long time, a bang came out, all the smoke and dust dissipated, and Song Xiaoxing hurriedly chased out with people, but, looking around, where is Yang Tian's figure?

Only a few shadows, as if from ancient remnants, roared past them......

"Yang Tian......" Song Xiaoxing roared, his voice full of infinite murderous aura.

On the top of Qingfeng Mountain, on the meteorite, the white tiger's eyes looked into the distance, penetrated the infinite distance at a glance, and landed on Yang Tian's body in a cave.

The moment his gaze fell on Yang Tian, the sword spirit trembled inexplicably, and when he felt it carefully, it seemed to be excited.

Faintly, the sword spirit seemed to be about to break through the air and fly back to its true master.

Inside the cave.

Yang Tian looked a little weak, and the strength of his body had increased a lot at any time, but because of the existence of the sword spirit, the loss of qi and blood was terrible, and the red flame python in his body was very dim, if he allowed the sword spirit to go on like this, the red flame python would definitely dissipate.

It doesn't matter if the Red Flame Python dissipates, but who knows, what will this sword spirit do next?

"I got you to let you kill the stinky chrysanthemum, not for you to kill my martial spirit!" Yang Tian muttered in a low voice, his eyes closed, and his mind immediately sank into his body, wanting to control the sword spirit.

But on the sword spirit, there seems to be a will, which is not controlled by himself at all.

That will is the will of the sword spirit itself.

The sword spirit, which is the sword soul, is integrated into the body of the warrior and can be transformed into a sword martial spirit.

But this sword spirit, how arrogant, how could Yang Tian have other martial souls in his body?

Therefore, even if Yang Tian's mind stopped him, the sword spirit was unwilling.

Suddenly, at this moment, the sword spirit trembled, and seemed to be very excited, faintly, it stopped attacking the Red Flame Python, and seemed to be about to break through the air!

"Hmm, want to go?" Yang Tian sighed lightly, he finally got the sword spirit, how could he let it leave?

"Fight!" Yang Tian's mind directly wrapped the sword spirit that was about to break through the sky and leave, and in a few flashes, he actually drilled directly into the sea of knowledge.

Zhihai, with his previous cultivation, he couldn't take the initiative to step into it, but with the improvement of his cultivation, it is no longer very difficult to step into Zhihai.

As soon as he appeared in the sea of knowledge, the sword spirit suddenly became angry, brought up a shocking sword light, and slashed towards Yang Tian.

But at this time, in the sea of knowledge, the fog rolled, and a fairy light Tianshan suddenly appeared, and there were bursts of fairy sounds on it.

(End of chapter)