When Fan Jian had just entered the inner door, this Senior Sister Wen Xueqing was kind to him.

The first one gave him the Plastic Pulse Pill.

At this time, seeing that Senior Sister Wen Xueqing was seriously injured and was besieged by more than a dozen Demon Sect disciples, how could Fan Jian sit idly by!

He hurriedly rushed in the direction where Wen Xueqing was.

At this time, Wen Xueqing was holding a Jiuyang Sword and struggling to resist the attack of the Demon Sect disciples.

This time, the Demon Cult moved quickly, first laying an ambush in all the villages near the Dongli Mountain Range.

This first caused the disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect to be caught off guard and suffer heavy losses as soon as they stepped out of the mountain gate.

Afterwards, the Demon Sect disciples immediately converged towards the East Departure City.

The disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect arrived one after another, and in a short period of time, the number of people could not be compared with the disciples of the Demon Sect, so they naturally fell into a predicament.

It is precisely because of this that Wen Xueqing will fall into a bitter battle at this time.

The Demon Sect seemed to be well aware of the movements of the Nine Yang Sword Sect in order to launch such a targeted attack.

This also confirmed what Fan Jian had heard from the disciples of the Demon Sect before, that there were undercover agents of the Demon Sect in the Jiuyang Sword Sect!

It's just that Fan Jian didn't think so much about it at this time, he just wanted to save his senior sister as soon as possible.

Every breath, Senior Sister Wen Xueqing's body would have an extra hideous wound.

I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on for a moment, and she will die under the siege of the Demon Sect disciples.

"Hehe, little slut of Jianmen, your beautiful face is really jealous!

A demon woman with a hot figure and an average appearance, her eyes were burning with jealousy at this time.

Among the so many Demon Sect disciples who besieged Wen Xueqing, this Demon Sect woman was the strongest and the most ruthless.

Wen Xueqing's silver teeth were tight, and blood oozed from her teeth: "If you want to kill, you can chop it as you like! As a disciple of the Jiuyang Sword Sect, this girl will never be afraid of the intimidation of your Demon Sect ants!"

Saying that, Wen Xueqing was ready to give up her life, even if she died with the demon sect woman in front of her, she had no hesitation.

But at this moment, Wen Xueqing's eyes widened suddenly, and she saw her junior brother Fan Jianzheng rushing over with an angry face.

She hurriedly shouted: "Little junior brother, don't come here! You are not the opponent of these people!"

Hearing Wen Xueqing's reminder, Fan Jian's heart warmed.

The senior brothers and sisters of the first peak, except for the guy Jian Wushuang, were all very good to him.

Especially the third senior sister Wen Xueqing and the second senior brother Long Wei.

Even at such a critical juncture, Senior Sister Wen Xueqing was still worried about Fan Jian's safety.

And at this moment, Fan Jian's eyes shrank suddenly, and incomparable anger ignited from his eyes.

The Demon Sect woman took advantage of Wen Xueqing's reminder of Fan Jian, seized the opportunity, and the short blade in her hand stabbed into Wen Xueqing's chest!

"Ahh

Wen Xueqing's face froze instantly.

Looking down, she saw that the short blade had pierced through her body and emerged from her back.

Blood fell from her delicate body.

At this time, on Senior Sister Wen Xueqing's beautiful face, the pale and painful expressions converged, which made people feel extremely distressed.

The sneer of the demon sect woman came: "When I was fighting against the old lady, I was still thinking about your little junior brother?

As she spoke, the Demon Sect woman turned her head to look at Fan Jian who was rushing towards her.

Stretched out his hideous tongue and licked his lips: "It turns out that your junior brother is a little white face, and he looks very handsome, but unfortunately, his face will be cut off by my knife soon!"

Wen Xueqing made a hoarse voice: "No...... Don't, little brother, don't come here! This woman ...... Even I'm not an opponent......"

Senior Sister Wen Xueqing, as the third child of the first peak, has a strength realm that is not low, and the seventh layer of the Burning Blood Realm!

She is gentle, beautiful, approachable, and a stunningly talented practitioner!

Such an excellent senior sister Wen Xueqing was defeated in the hands of this demon sect woman, and Fan Jian, a junior brother who had just entered the inner gate, was completely sent to death!

It's a pity that Senior Sister Wen Xueqing has never seen how terrifying Fan Jian's outburst side is.

This Demon Sect woman was a ruthless person, and before Fan Jian could get closer, she took the lead in attacking!

"The old lady cut you to death!"

The short blade in his hand slashed out of the air, and a dark red blade of light slashed towards Fan Jian!

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the Demon Cult woman's mouth.

She was not interested in playing any turn-based combat with Fan Jian, this knife was the culmination of her cultivation of the eighth-layer strength of the Burning Blood Realm!

Even if it is an opponent of the same level, in the face of a blow like hers, if you don't die, you will lose half your life!

Senior Sister Wen Xueqing's eyes showed despair, she knew that Fan Jian was dead!

This young junior brother who is not yet very old has not even tried the ups and downs of life, and his life full of vitality and hope is about to come to an end here.

The dark red light blade came towards him, and the dangerous aura expanded infinitely, making Fan Jian feel a huge pressure.

The strength of this Demon Sect woman at the eighth layer of the Burning Blood Realm was not much weaker than the previous Left Commander.

It's a pity that the left commander has already died in the hands of Fan Jian, and this demon sect woman is still not enough to see in front of Fan Jian!

The "Black Magic Sword" snatched from the left commander appeared in Fan Jian's hand.

Fan Jian's eyes suddenly became extremely fierce.

"Serious sword!"

When Fan Jian is serious, the end will be terrible!

The extreme sword intent tore through the space, and the moment the dark red light blade collided with the extreme sword intent, it was directly torn apart by the extreme sword intent.

The light blade that contained terrifying power collapsed in an instant in front of the ultimate sword intent!

The Demon Sect woman's face changed suddenly: "This is impossible! This female disciple has been completely exploded by me, how can her junior brother, a little white face who is not in the Burning Blood Realm, be able to break through my killing blow!"

Senior Sister Wen Xueqing's expression was also stunned all of a sudden!

First happy, then distressed!

This simple senior sister, her impression of Fan Jian is still that she can occasionally burst out with sword intent.

But every time a powerful sword intent erupts, it will suffer a lot of attrition.

A sword slashed out the dark red light blade, and Fan Jian flew quickly, seeing that he was about to cut off the head of the demon sect woman with a single sword.

The Demon Sect woman was in a hurry, and suddenly removed the fabric from her shoulders, revealing her smooth and white shoulders.

His face is not beautiful, but it is suddenly full of charm!

"Little brother, huh~Don't be so fierce to others~"

This is the ultimate killer move of the Demon Cult Woman!

Especially for male enemies, the effect is directly doubled! No one can resist my charm!

She winked at Fan Jian charmingly, pursed her lips and prepared to kiss.

At this time, she was extremely proud in her heart, this trick was unpleasant! No man could withstand it! Especially this little white face, in the face of her charm technique, she would definitely be hit!

Sure enough, Fan Jian's hand holding the sword hammered down, and he walked towards the Demon Sect woman with a confused look.

The Demon Sect woman's heart became more and more proud: "Come, come! As long as you are touched by my kiss of death, your soul will directly become the nourishment of the old lady!"