Master. ”

Elder Song showed a trace of worry on his face, and his steps involuntarily walked forward, he didn't believe that the head of the sect didn't know about the two of them coming here.

"As the head of the sect, if you don't stand up at this time, why do you let the hundreds of disciples in the sect serve as an example?"

Daoist Li waved his hand to signal Elder Song to be quiet, and a powerful momentum was revealed, causing all the surrounding disciples to shout in unison.

"Boss, boss, boss."

Even Haitian, who was standing on the opposite side, was a little excited in his heart.

"You are worthy of being the master, you are worthy of my learning."

The ink turtle looked at Daochang Li with appreciation, and admired such a person very much in his heart.

"Let's do it."

A white whisk appeared in Daochang Li's hand, and his face was solemn.

The ink turtle pulled out the red long knife from his back, looked at Li Daochang and said slowly: "This knife was originally intended for another person, and now you are worthy of my sword." ”

The dust in Daochang Li's hand seemed to have eyes, and countless white stripes were wrapped around the ink turtle.

The long knife in the ink turtle's hand slashed towards the white stripe, breaking instantly like cutting tofu, and the figure rushed forward suddenly, and countless knife shadows appeared in the air.

Li Daochang's figure shook strangely, dodging the dense knife shadows, the ink turtle obviously did not give up so easily, and the figure was close to the other party.

The two figures fought, and soon Daochang Li couldn't withstand the violent spiritual power, and it was a miracle that a god in the early stage of transformation could hold on for so long in front of the peak of the middle stage of god transformation.

"You're good, but you're still a little short, and now I'm going to beat you with real strength."

The ink turtle raised the long knife with both hands, and countless spiritual powers converged and slashed towards Li Daochang, and the blade that covered half of the sky appeared in front of him, and the powerful coercion made the disciples watching around breathless.

Haitian was extremely shocked in his heart, this is the true strength of the sect leader? I'm afraid that ten more will not be the opponent's opponent.

The huge blade slashed towards Li Daochang, slicing through the void, and the entire space became distorted by the huge coercion.

The dust whisk in Daochang Li's hand became larger and blocked in front of him, and the huge blade cut through the dust like a withering and decaying blow in front of him.

"Poof."

Li Daochang flew out upside down and fell to the ground, protruding a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Master."

Elder Song came to the head of the sect in an instant, his eyes full of worry.

"Thank you for your mercy."

Daoist Li slowly stood up with the support of Elder Song and hugged his fists at the ink turtle.

The disciples were shocked in their hearts, and their subordinates showed mercy? I couldn't help but look deeply at the boy in front of me who was the same age as them.

"Let's go."

The ink turtle turned around and walked into the distance, and then challenged the rest of the sects, all of which were challenged one by one, and the name of this outsider was suddenly noticed by the people in the martial arts, and they were all compared with Jiang Fei in private to see who was more powerful.

However, most people pointed out that Jiang Fei was just an outsider after all, and of course they had to support their own people.

Soon there was news that the ink turtle would challenge Jiang Fei on Yue Mountain for a life-and-death battle, and the martial arts exploded one after another, all wondering how much hatred these two people had.

"The Sect Master is really wise."

Haitian looked at the ink turtle with a smile on his face, so that even if Jiang Fei didn't want to come, he would have to come, and we could justifiably kill each other.

"Brother Jiang Fei, are you sure to defeat that one named Ink Turtle?"

Tang Mulin sat on the sofa and looked at Jiang Fei opposite, his expression slightly solemn.

This is a battle of life and death, if Jiang Fei is not sure, Tang Mulin will immediately bring people over to drive the ink turtle out, and it will not be the turn of outsiders to spread the wild in the hot summer.

"It's just an ant, since I came to the door, I'll go and meet him."

Jiang Fei took on the challenge of the ink turtle, causing an uproar.

"Okay, I'll send someone to arrange this."

Tang Mulin nodded, turned around and left here to arrange the competition, a battle of life and death? Of course, he won't let Jiang Fei sacrifice in vain, and when the time comes, he won't let the five masters stop the ink turtle.

Three days passed quickly, Jiang Fei, who was sitting in the back garden, slowly opened his eyes, stood up and walked towards the living room, took a shower and changed his clothes, just when Tang Mulin came to the villa.

Jiang Fei got into the car and soon came to Yueshan, only to see that the five masters were here, and Zilan and Shuhan did not come here.

"Jiang Fei, since you're here, let's start."

When the ink turtle saw Jiang Fei's figure, he was full of murderous intent, killing so many people from their Evil Moon Sect, how could I let you go? Today is your time of death.

Jiang Fei nodded and stepped into the ring with an indifferent expression.

The ring was formed by countless chains hanging wooden planks from the top of the cliff, and the cold air from the bottom rushed up with the air current, which alone was enough to test the monk's heart.

"Don't you use weapons?"

Seeing that Jiang Fei was empty-handed, the ink turtle asked.

"No, you don't."

Jiang Fei nodded.

The ink turtle pulled out the blood-red long knife, and a bloody aura rushed towards his face, which was much stronger than the strength he used to deal with the five major masters at the beginning.

"I'm afraid that this strength almost broke through the middle stage of the god transformation."

The Sect Master of the Yin Yang Sect felt the terrifying strength emanating from the ink turtle's body, his hands trembled slightly, and his heart was extremely shocked.

"I wonder if Jiang Fei can defeat it?"

The abbot looked at Jiang Fei worriedly, and the battle of life and death could only be stopped if one person lost his life.

"Be careful."

Countless red sword shadows slashed towards Jiang Fei, and the strong air currents caused the entire ring to sway.

Jiang Fei's black spiritual power attached to his body to form an armor, his fists blocked the blade, and his body was close to the ink turtle.

The fist actually touched the sword star and produced sparks, and the ink turtle was slightly shocked in his heart, he had never seen a person who could cultivate his physical body to such an extent.

At this time, the five leaders and Tang Mulin who were standing under the ring stared at the two back and forth figures, their expressions slightly shocked.

In the end, the ink turtle couldn't withstand Jiang Fei's fierce attack and retreated, his face was extremely solemn, the long knife in his hand gathered spiritual power, and a huge mountain appeared behind the opponent.

It is extremely real, the spiritual clouds floating on the mountain, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it looks like a fairyland.

"What is this?"

The five masters had never seen such a martial art, and they were able to summon an entire mountain.

Jiang Fei looked at the mountain behind the ink turtle, a sense of life and death crisis emerged, his face couldn't help but become solemn, and a longbow appeared in his hand, just let him try this martial art.

"Knife Domain."

The ink turtle slowly spit out two words, and countless spiritual knives appeared around him, Jiang Fei felt that the air in the entire ring had become much heavier, and the operation of spiritual power had become obscure.

I saw countless long knives stabbing at Jiang Fei at a high speed, obviously the ink turtle was not affected, looking at Jiang Fei in front of him and slowly speaking: "You can die under my strongest move, you are the first person." ”

Countless long knives stabbed towards Jiang Fei, and the pupils of the five masters shrank slightly and stood up, Tang Mulin was about to make a move to stop him.