"How dare you ignore me! Unforgivable! Sun Meng seemed to be irritated by Jiang Ping's nonchalant attitude.

Sun Meng's five fingers opened slightly, and the flying sword that fell behind Jiang Ping seemed to have received some kind of induction, and flew backwards from behind Jiang Ping quickly, wanting to sneak up on Jiang Ping from behind and directly pierce his heart.

But Jiang Ping's spiritual sense is so powerful, how can it be calculated by the other party's trivial measurement.

"Lianshan!" Jiang Ping shouted lightly, and a long sword composed entirely of flames appeared in his hand.

With a swing of the sword, the stretching mountain peaks appeared above Sun Meng's head out of thin air, and the long sword in Jiang Ping's hand seemed to pass through an earthy yellow circle of light.

Then, the stretching mountain peaks suddenly became smaller, as if they had been compressed, and the shrunken peaks continued to change, finally forming an earthy yellow sword qi, which stabbed straight down towards the top of Sun Meng's head.

The flame long sword in Jiang Ping's hand was directly shattered into a ball of aura due to the strong vibration of the sword body, as for the flying sword that kept attacking behind him.

He didn't care about it, he just quickly urged the demon cloud under him, raising the height of the flight so much, Jiang Ping didn't think that the other party would have the courage to break the net with him.

When he unleashed the Lianshan Sword Style, he had already expected that as long as he dodged the first sneak attack of the opponent's flying sword, Sun Meng would definitely withdraw the flying sword in order to save his life.

Sure enough, the flying sword that attacked Jiang Ping couldn't hit it in one hit, and he didn't continue to pursue Jiang Ping, but turned a corner and flew back into Sun Meng's hands.

With the flying sword in his hand, Sun Meng also had some confidence to deal with the strange sword qi above his head, and now he was afraid in addition to grievance.

He originally thought that a demon cultivator like Jiang Ping, who wanted nothing at all, would not have any advantages other than being physically strong.

But it wasn't until just now that he realized how wrong he was, the strength of this mysterious demon cultivator was not a little bit stronger, just one of the other party's magical powers made him waste two defensive talismans.

The sword technique displayed now is also extremely strange, and it can directly condense the vast and scattered sword qi into one point, and the power in it cannot be underestimated.

However, this time Sun Meng did not plan to use the talisman, after all, the talisman is non-renewable, and there is one less if you use one, not to mention that it is still such a precious defensive talisman.

If it weren't for the suddenness of the Fire Tree Silver Flower that Jiang Ping had cast before, he wouldn't have directly cast two defensive talismans.

In this situation, even if there is no blood flag to protect him, Sun Meng is confident that he can resist Jiang Ping's sword style with his supernatural powers.

Jiang Ping unhurriedly controlled the demon cloud to fall slowly, seemingly careless, but in fact, all his attention was on Sun Meng's body.

As long as he dares to reveal any flaws, Jiang Ping will not hesitate to kill the other party with thunderous means.

But after all, Sun Meng is also a veteran foundation building realm monk with rich combat experience, although he looks a little watery, but his combat experience and combat awareness are impeccable.

Jiang Ping silently opened the Glowing Confusion Chamber, staring closely at the situation below, now that he has advanced to the Foundation Building Realm to achieve the Demon Handsome Body, the demonic power can naturally support the Luminous Confusion Dawn to open for a long time.

Sun Meng held the blood sword in his hand, stood the long sword in his hand on top of his head, and stepped on the direction of the reversal of the Beidou under his feet, and the two kinds of mana blue and red rose from his rise, intertwined with each other.

"Tiangang Beidou stands up, the earth turns Beidou into a thousand catastrophes, and the bloody clothes flutter back to the netherworld, and finally there is love for ruthlessness! ......" Sun Meng said something in his mouth, and at the same time put his finger on the blade of the sword and swiped it lightly.

Crimson blood flowed down the wound, and the blood did not fall, but was slowly pulled up by a wave of mana, and finally filled the blood tank on the sword body.

"Scatter!" Sun Meng pointed directly at the earthy yellow sword qi that slowly fell above his head, and in an instant, a blood-red hole cracked in the air.

The Lianshan Sword Qi displayed by Jiang Ping instantly became completely devoured by this blood-red opening, as if it had never appeared.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Ping's eyes, but when his Luminous Confusion swept over Sun Meng's body, the surprise in his heart disappeared without a trace.

He originally thought that Sun Meng was casting some kind of amazing magic spell, but under the illumination of the Glowing Eye, Jiang Ping could clearly see it.

When that blood-colored crack devoured Lianshan Sword Qi, a hideous demon was sucking the blood and essence in Sun Meng's body, and at the same time, it was constantly spitting black qi into Sun Meng's wounds.

These black qi came from the Netherworld, and it was the most polluted turbidity in the Infernal Netherworld, and these black qi were strong poisons for normal cultivators.

This turbidity will not only pollute the monk's dantian, but also affect the monk's state of mind and pollute the Dao heart.

In the long run, it will make a person extremely murderous, crazy, until he loses his humanity and falls into the Infernal Hell forever.

However, for monks who have practiced evil spells, although these black qi are harmful, they are also a kind of "catalyst" for their mana to increase greatly, similar to stimulants.

"Can you be a little professional! Do you want to take doping in a fight? Shameless! Jiang Ping slandered, but in the final analysis, Jiang Ping's action was not ambiguous at all.

Although the other party used the method of reversing the Beidou to attract black qi, he used the power of the ghost in the Infernal Netherworld to devour his sword qi.

But the price Sun Meng has to pay is also obvious, that is, the bloodthirsty pain of the Yin Soul, originally this kind of pain was unbearable for ordinary people, but the pain in his body has been completely suppressed by the black qi.

So much so that although Sun Meng was injured, he became more and more excited, Jiang Ping stared at Sun Meng below, and suddenly, a bloody hole opened on Sun Meng's body, as if he was slashed out of thin air by a sword qi.

Blood poured out of it, Sun Meng's figure stagnated, Jiang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, how could he miss such a good opportunity, and before the demon cloud under his feet fell, he jumped down and pounced towards Sun Meng below.

"Crazy Lin stomps on the ground!"

The demonic power around Jiang Ping's body surged out, as if a roaring unicorn was formed around him.

The unicorn's eyes were full of rage, and it raised its hooves as if to crush the ground beneath its feet.

Just like Jiang Ping, who jumped down at this time, he crushed Sun Meng below with the momentum of thunder.

Sun Meng below seemed to be a little crazy because of the stimulation of the black qi, and looked up at Jiang Ping, who was constantly coming towards him in the air, and did not dodge.

Instead, he raised his head and roared, the long sword in his hand was across his chest, and he looked like he wanted to wrestle with Jiang Ping.

"Is this person sucking on black gas? Don't even hide? Jiang Ping was a little puzzled when he saw this scene.

"But that's fine, it saves me a lot of effort! Die! Jiang Ping was the same, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"Die!"

With Jiang Ping's shout, his feet stomped on the blood sword that Sun Meng was lying on his chest, and the blood sword was pressed into an arc shape at Jiang Ping's feet, and it was fiercely pressed on Zhang Meng's chest.

"Click! Click! ”

The sound of broken bones was endless, and a large amount of blood spurted out of Sun Meng's mouth, but before it could spurt out, the blood disappeared strangely.

And under Jiang Ping's bewildered gaze, he clearly saw the moment Sun Meng spurted out this mouthful of blood.

The ghost attached to Sun Meng's body and constantly sucking his blood suddenly jumped up, sucking all the blood that flew out into his mouth.

Jiang Ping was not idle, raised his foot and kicked deeply in his chest a few times, and then clenched his fist with one hand, and the muscles and bones of his whole body made a crisp sound.

Like a plucked bowstring, the power of all parts of his body poured out, and finally all gathered on his fist.

Jiang Ping punched out, "Qilin Broken Horn!" ”

With the breakthrough of his cultivation, the power of the Qilin Broken Horn Divine Power has also been greatly improved, and Jiang Ping slammed down with a punch aimed directly at Sun Meng's head,

"Bang!" Sun Meng's head exploded directly under Jiang Ping's bombardment, but there was no scene of wanton plasma and brain-brained flow.

Sun Meng's shattered head was like a walnut with its core hollowed out, leaving only a thin layer of skin.