"You dare to ride me?!"

Jian Wushuang felt that he had been severely insulted.

He clenched his fist and blasted at the short-haired witch riding on top of him.

Brush!

A sword light appeared from the short-haired witch's hand, instantly piercing Jian Wushuang's wrist and plunging directly into the ground.

Blood instantly spurted out from Jian Wushuang's wrist, and Jian Wushuang screamed, instinctively trying to break free.

But the dagger had pinned his wrist to the ground, making it impossible for him to lift his hand.

The short-haired witch stood up from Jian Wushuang and stomped on Jian Wushuang's face.

With a bang, half of Jian Wushuang's face was trampled into the dirt.

The short-haired witch stepped on Jian Wushuang's face with one foot and stood up straight, outlining her graceful figure in a bodysuit.

On its porcelain doll-like delicate face, there is a hint of bewitching beauty.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful woman with a unique charm would be so ruthless, she really deserves to be a member of the Demon Sect.

The gaze of the short-haired witch drifted over Fan Jian and the others, and she said delicately: "As the saying goes, the disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect have excellent swordsmanship and good strength, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that." ”

Immediately, the dozen or so people in the Demon Sect around him all laughed along with the short-haired witch.

Fifth Senior Brother Wang pulled out the Jiuyang Sword with a right brush: "Witch, let us go with the door! Otherwise, don't blame us for being polite!"

"It's so fierce~ People are so scared~"

The short-haired witch pretended to be frightened, and then burst out laughing again: "The swordsmanship of the disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect is already in vain, I didn't expect one to be more stupid than the other! You still want to threaten me now? Don't you know your situation?"

This witch's words are charming and charming.

But Wang You had no intention of appreciating it at this time, and his face became solemn.

Just from the short battle between the witch and Jian Wushuang just now, you can judge that this witch's cultivation realm is still above Jian Wushuang!

And judging by her age, she is not very old, and she must be a top genius in the Demon Sect.

The strongest of the four-person team, Jian Wushuang, has been subdued, and only the three of them still have the strength to fight.

But there was an overwhelming superiority in the number of enemies.

Wang You asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

There was a hint of resentment in the witch's eyes: "What are you doing? Naturally, it's revenge! A few days ago, one of our fellow disciples died under the sword of your Jiuyang Sword Sect! Naturally, we want to kill hundreds of disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect and bury her!"

"Shhhh

Hearing this, Fan Jian couldn't help but gasp.

He just killed the flower picker a few days ago, and the Demon Sect actually planned to kill hundreds of disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect to take revenge.

This kind of perverted psychology made Fan Jian understand that these people are indeed demons!

The witch smiled: "All four of you have to die! Say you are stupid, you still don't admit it? We just sent a few people to destroy the village, and you disciples are impatient to go out of the mountain and jump into the trap." ”

Wang You's face was gloomy: "In other words, your Demon Sect has already set up ambushes in various villages in the Dongli Mountain Range, and wants to kill all our disciples who have gone out of the mountain!"

"That's right. I originally thought that it would not be easy to ambush you Jiuyang Sword Sect disciples, but now it seems that we are overestimating the Jiuyang Sword Sect. Thirty years of peace have left you completely rotten. ”

The witch's eyes flashed with strange excitement: "You fell into our ambush so easily, and you still have the face to claim to be famous and decent?"

A sword intent slowly rose from Fifth Senior Brother Wang's right body, causing the witch's face to freeze slightly.

Wang You raised his head and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"The Nine Yang Sword Sect has never rotted. Swordsmen, have always been fearless, because of this, even if we know that there are many hardships and dangers, we resolutely go out of the mountain gate to save the common people, in comparison, your demon sect's ambush behavior is crude and clumsy!"

Between the words, Wang You's sword intent rushed into the sky, and his breath had climbed to the peak.

"We may lose this battle, but we will never be afraid!"

Standing behind Wang You, Fan Jian's face was full of surprise.

He didn't expect that this senior brother who slammed the door would have such a mind.

At this time, Wang You's back looks quite a kind of courage that although tens of millions of people are going to do it.

"Little junior brother, little junior sister, I will cover you, you must escape alive!

As the words fell, Wang You's body suddenly rushed out, and a sword slashed towards the witch.

Fan Jian looked stunned, Wang You actually planned to sacrifice himself to cover his and Luo Ning's escape?

Even if Fan Jian had just entered the first peak and had not had much contact with this fifth senior brother, he couldn't help but admire Wang You's righteousness in his heart at this time.

"Wang You, can you go back a little, and you don't have any strength, and you still say so many beautiful things, it's really embarrassing!"

Jian Wushuang's caustic words came.

The white clothes are stained with blood, and the sword intent is soaring into the sky!

At this time, Jian Wushuang actually pulled out his sword, and without hesitation, he cut off his hand that was nailed to the ground, thus resuming his action.

Hold the sword in your only remaining hand and slash towards the short-haired witch!

At this time.

Fan Jian understood that Master Li Yehua's vision for selecting disciples was too accurate.

Wang You, people are very picky, but at the critical time, they are righteous and awe-inspiring.

Jian Wushuang, with extremely high self-possession talent, is mean, but he really hasn't done anything evil.

When Qian Dakun went to the first peak to find Fan Jian, although he did not stand up for Fan Jian, but also to maintain the honor of the first peak, he was seriously injured by Qian Dakun.

And now, in order to seize the opportunity to attack the enemy, Jian Wushuang directly cut off his right hand.

For a kendo genius, the right hand is almost all he has......

In his previous life, Fan Jian was just an ordinary person who didn't understand any righteousness.

Accidental rebirth, he is still alone, and he doesn't understand what collective honor is.

But now, he seems to understand a little bit.

Phew!

Two fierce sword intents erupted from Wang You and Jian Wushuang respectively, striking the short-haired witch back and forth.

The corners of the short-haired witch's mouth hooked up a charming smile: "In this way, it's interesting!"

Two extremely fast sword rays were about to fall on the short-haired witch.

The short-haired witch's body suddenly trembled strangely, and heavy afterimages appeared around her body.

She seemed to stand still, but in fact she was moving through the small space at a very fast pace.

With this super-high pace, she narrowly avoided the attacks of Jian Wushuang and Wang You.

The moment Jian Wushuang and Wang You's faces froze, the short-haired witch actually grabbed the arms of both of them at the same time.

The petite woman erupted with unimaginable brute force, smashing both of them to the ground at the same time.

This witch's strength is so strong! Facing Wang You and Jian Wushuang at the same time, they are both easily beaten!

She released an oppressive aura all over her body, and said coldly: "Don't leave any of them!

More than a dozen people from the Demon Sect around them made their moves in an instant, and Fan Jian and Luo Ning Yuan raised their long swords and prepared to fight.

Jian Wushuang and Wang You roared in unison, got up from the ground and quickly drew their swords, blocking dozens of enemy attacks for Fan Jian and Luo Ning Kite.

But in just a few breaths, countless wounds appeared on the two of them.

Jian Wushuang faced the enemy and roared angrily at Fan Jian: "Waste! What the fuck are you doing in a daze! Hurry up and take the little junior sister away!"

Luo Ningyuan looked at Fan Jian nervously and anxiously at this time.

She knew that if she didn't run, she would die, and to run was to abandon her companions.

"Fan Jian, what should we do?"

Fan Jian raised the sword in his hand, and the extreme sword intent slowly spread to the blade.

He grinned and said, "You can't let the two senior brothers underestimate us!"

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