Chapter 43: Fourth-Order Spirit Weapon!

Are you the ninth layer of the Burning Blood Realm?

More than a realm higher than me?

You are one of the best disciples of the Young Zhuang Sect of the Black Sword Demon Sect?

Are you proud?

I'm sorry, you can't take my sword!

The sword intent, which was sharp to the extreme, frantically poured into the body of the left commander, raging in his meridians!

Moreover, the angle of Fan Jian's sword is very tricky.

He dodged the sword in the left commander's hand and attacked the left commander directly, without causing the sword to take any damage.

"Ahhh

The left commander let out a terrible scream.

Blood spurted out of his mouth!

One sword, defeat!

Click!

The ordinary Jiuyang Sword in Fan Jian's hand was also shattered.

However, it didn't matter anymore, Fan Jian would be able to get the sword of the Commander Zuo immediately.

Fan Jian took a deep breath, and the sword intent in his body gradually converged.

And at this moment, a sinister laugh came.

"Boy, your sword intent does surprise me, but do you think this is the end of it?!"

Under Fan Jian's horrified gaze, Commander Zuo actually struggled to get up from the ground.

A strong aura erupted from the left commander, and he still had the strength to fight!

Fan Jian frowned slightly.

Even with the strongest sword in the ultimate sword intent, it can't directly kill this guy.

It seems that the realm is indeed too bad, if Fan Jian now has the strength of the ninth layer of the Quenching Pulse Realm, under this sword, the left commander will definitely die.

However, this is enough to show that this left commander is definitely not an idle person.

The extreme sword intent that can resist Fan Jian is immortal, which is enough for him to blow with other revenants for a lifetime after his death.

Commander Zuo stumbled towards Fan Jian with his footsteps.

He also said: "Tut-tut, if you don't have the strength of the Burning Blood Realm, you can cut out such a terrifying sword, if I kill you, the Jiuyang Sword Sect will definitely be very heartbroken!"

As soon as he thought that he could kill such a supreme kendo genius, Commander Zuo's eyes leaked with crazy excitement.

He felt like he was about to make a big contribution!

"Your sword has been shattered! If you slash out such a sword, you will have no strength to fight again, and you can die!"

The words fell, and the sword of the left commander had already slashed in front of Fan Jian.

In the next second, Fan Jian's head could fall to the ground.

And at this moment, a sneer appeared at the corner of Fan Jian's mouth.

Sou!

An afterimage flashed.

The sword of the left commander missed!

The cold voice sounded in the ears of the left commander: "You have slowed down!"

In fact, he resisted an extreme sword intent, and it was impossible for Commander Zuo to be unharmed.

Although he did not die on the spot, he was also absolutely devastated.

Although there is a battle strength, the strength is not as good as before.

However, Fan Jian was safe and sound!

That sword was so strong that it created an illusion for Commander Zuo, who felt that Fan Jian had already spent all his strength when he slashed out this sword.

But in fact, for Fan Jian, who had completely comprehended the ultimate sword intent, it didn't cost much to cut out such a sword.

It's easy to kill a Burning Blood Realm ninth layer.

"No!

Commander Zuo's face was completely distorted at this moment, and it was even more ugly than eating!

This was completely beyond his knowledge.

A cultivator who was not in the Burning Blood Realm could still dodge his attack with such a terrifying sword?

This dream-like scene was really unfolded in front of him.

One dodges the Left Commander's attack and goes around behind the Left Commander.

Fan Jian clenched his fist and slammed it towards the position of the central nervous system of the left command.

Fan Jian's sword intent is very powerful, but he has no attainments in fist technique, and can only rely on the brute strength of the sixth layer of the Quenching Pulse Realm.

This can't kill the left commander, but it's enough!

A punch hit the central nervous system, causing the left commander to lose consciousness instantly.

Commander Zuo's face froze completely, and he couldn't even control his expression.

The sword in his hand naturally fell to the ground and was picked up by Fan Jian.

The sword is very weighty.

After perceiving it a little, Fan Jian felt that this was actually a fourth-order spirit weapon!

Compared to his previous refining Jiuyang Sword, it is two levels!

Fan Jian originally thought that this sword could reach the level of a third-order spirit weapon at most.

It seems that Commander Zuo is indeed very valued in the Black Sword Demon Sect, otherwise he would not be equipped with such a sword.

The fourth-order spiritual weapon is enough to withstand Fan Jian's use of nearly ten times "Random One Sword", five times "Ordinary One Sword", and three times "Serious One Sword".

But Fan Jian's nirvana "No one can take my sword", whether the opponent can't take it, the sword in his hand can't be taken either, he can only bear it once, and it will be broken.

Moreover, with the improvement of Fan Jian's realm, this "Black Magic Sword" will become worse and worse for the ultimate sword intent.

Fan Jian can't take off the hat of "Sword Demon" for the time being.

Now, the Demon Sect disciple has changed from three people just now to one person.

Only one young disciple remained.

At this time, this young disciple was completely frightened, and he didn't even dare to run away.

He couldn't imagine how powerful Fan Jian's sword intent was, even the incomparably powerful Commander Zuo in his heart couldn't resist that kind of sword intent.

In front of the extreme sword intent, this young disciple only felt that he was too small.

Fan Jian smiled gently: "Give me a reason not to kill you, as long as the reason is sufficient, I will never kill you, I will do what I say." ”

However, in the face of such an opportunity, this Demon Sect disciple was indeed speechless.

Where did he come from?

He is a disciple of the Demon Sect who kills people without blinking, and he doesn't know how many innocent people he has hurt, and he has practiced by devouring the blood and qi of others, and he has done all the bad things.

He has no reason not to die at all!

Phew!

Raise your sword and fall, Demon Sect disciple, die!

Fan Jian shook his head helplessly: "Alas, the people in this demon sect are really unpredictable, I gave him such an opportunity, he didn't cherish it well, he had to seek death." ”

After cleaning up the three Demon Sects, Fan Jian immediately set off and rushed towards Dongli City.

According to the various messages heard along the way, it is gathered together.

It can be judged that the Demon Sect has concentrated all the forces of this operation, and intends to besiege Dongli City and turn Dongli City into an exclusive city of the Demon Sect.

At that time, the hundreds of thousands of people in Dongli City will be devastated.

A moment later, Fan Jian had already arrived at the foot of Dongli City.

Under the ancient walls of Dongli City, a chaotic battle was unfolding at this time.

At a glance, you can see a small number of disciples of the Nine Yang Sword Sect, who are struggling to resist the disciples of the Black Sword Demon Sect.

The walls were already stained red with blood.

Suddenly, in the midst of the chaotic battle, Fan Jian saw the figure of the third senior sister Wen Xueqing.

At this time, the third senior sister Wen Xueqing was being besieged by more than a dozen Demon Sect disciples! She was already tired and covered in blood! Her beautiful face was full of paleness and despair!