Vomit!!!

Spit in the wind!

Fan Jian was not controlled by the charm technique at all!

The art of enchantment is a kind of attack on the spiritual level, and ordinary cultivators do not pay much attention to the cultivation of spiritual power in low-level realms such as quenching pulses and burning blood.

It's normal to get hit.

But Fan Jian has the ultimate sword intent in his heart, and his soul and spirit are already indestructible!

When the power of the spell first rushed into his brain, it did have a certain effect on him.

But as soon as the extreme sword intent moved, the effect disappeared in an instant.

He simply made a plan and came to the demon woman.

In order to perform the art of seduction, this demon woman scratched her head there.

Fan Jian usually has more contact with the little beauty Luo Ningyuan and the gentle and lovely Senior Sister Wen Xueqing.

The eyes have long been spoiled.

At this time, when I saw this Demon Sect woman, I couldn't help but feel sick to my stomach and sprayed it directly on the face of the Demon Sect woman!

Due to the proximity of the distance, and the fact that this Demon Sect woman didn't expect Fan Jian to come out like this, she was vomited all over her face!

The other Demon Sect disciples on the side were stunned!

Nima's! You Jiuyang Sword Sect is a dignified and decent person, and you actually use this kind of indiscriminate sneak attack method!

Shameless!

The Demon Sect woman's brain was blank, and as soon as she had an extremely disgusting thought, this thought was broken.

Because, her head is broken......

Taking advantage of the fact that the Demon Sect woman was confused, Fan Jian did not hesitate to cut off the head of the Demon Sect woman with one sword!

The vomit was like a mosaic hitting the demon woman's face, blocking her disgusting face.

On the contrary, it made Fan Jian feel comfortable, and the mass of vomit looked much more pleasing to the eye than the face of the demon sect woman......

Senior Sister Wen Xueqing let out a weak laugh from her mouth, she didn't expect that the little junior brother would use such a strange trick.

Fan Jian stepped up and grabbed Senior Sister Wen Xueqing: "Senior Sister, I suspect that this Demon Sect woman is engaging in Emperor Sexuality, how can a decent and upright cultivator like us tolerate this kind of thing and resolutely crack down on Emperor Sexuality! No mercy, right?"

Wen Xueqing was amused by Fan Jian's words, and coughed violently with a smile, and the blood also coughed out.

The blood on her chest was pouring down, and her face was already pale.

Fan Jian's tone became a little heavy: "Senior sister, don't make trouble! It's no good to scare me, how old are you, and you're still as naughty as Senior Sister Ning Yuan......?"

As he said this, he held Senior Sister Wen's hands, but he trembled violently.

Wen Xueqing was no longer able to speak, shook her head and smiled softly.

She is such a gentle person, and the last smile left in the world is like a March breeze, which softens the whole spring.

Fan Jian gently put down Senior Sister Wen Xueqing and raised the sword in his hand.

At this moment, he was extremely angry, almost losing his mind, but he was extremely calm, and his brain quickly calculated the trajectory of the surrounding Demon Sect disciples.

Anger and calmness equals terror!

Looking around at these Demon Sect disciples, Fan Jian spoke: "You scum, you don't even have the qualifications to let me seriously use the sword! But what you are about to face will be the ultimate sword intent!"

Just as Fan Jian was about to make a move, a loud shout came: "Fan Jian!

A person came quickly, Fan Jian's face was stunned, he didn't expect to be here, and see Xiao Yan again.

"Why are you here?"

"Fan Jian, maybe you're right, I, Xiao Yan, am just a waste, but even if it's a waste, I can still tell the difference between right and wrong!"

Xiao Yan said with an angry expression and took out a pill from his pocket.

"I hate you very much! You destroyed the remnant soul of the War Emperor's grandfather, so that I can't be a genius! But I won't stand idly by when I am a fellow disciple!"

As he spoke, Xiao Yan stuffed the pill into Wen Xueqing's mouth, and his face showed a look of pain.

"This is the life-saving elixir refined for me when the remnant soul of Grandpa Zhan Huang is still there, Senior Sister Wen Xueqing still has a faint breath, as long as there is still qi, take this elixir, she will definitely not die!"

Hearing what Xiao Yan said, Fan Jian's face was slightly moved.

It seems that Xiao Yan is not exactly a waste.

Xiao Yan pulled out the Jiuyang Sword at his waist and said in a deep voice: "Anyway, the strength of my Burning Blood Realm layer is still there!, now, let's kill the enemy together!"

Fan Jian grinned: "Brother, a little later." ”

The moment the words fell, the Chongxiao Sword Intent erupted from Fan Jian's body, causing the surrounding space to tremble!

The ultimate sword intent converges on the blade.

Feel free to sword it!

A sword slashed out, the extreme sword intent raged vertically and horizontally, and the dozen or so Burning Blood Realm Demon Sect disciples around them didn't even have a chance to escape, and they were instantly annihilated in the monstrous sword intent!

Silence is golden.

Xiao Yan was silent and dumbfounded.

He had a wry smile on his face, not knowing what to say.

Only now did he finally understand that even if the remnant soul of the Fire War Emperor was still there, let him grow up for several years, he would still be beyond the reach of Fan Jian.

He couldn't see at all where Fan Jian's sword intent was at its apex! Let alone surpass Fan Jian!

Impossible! Not in this life!

The chaotic battle in Dongli City did not end because Fan Jian killed more than a dozen Demon Sect disciples.

Everything goes on.

The disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect came from all directions one after another to join the battle!

As the number of people increased, the duel between the disciples of the Nine Yang Sword Sect and the Black Sword Demon Sect had completely entered a high tide!

Rumble!

On the city walls, explosions were heard.

Fan Jian looked up and saw a huge city wall brick that had been blasted open by the aftermath of the battle and smashed down on him.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

A majestic voice came, and the person who spoke also arrived, blocking in front of Fan Jian.

A sword smashed the massive bricks of the city wall.

The person who came was none other than Long Wei, the second senior brother of the first peak!

Long Wei turned his head and just wanted to say hello to Fan Jian, but his face suddenly froze, and he saw Wen Xueqing who was unconscious on the ground.

"Senior sister!"

Long Wei shouted, his expression instantly extremely sad and indignant: "Blame me! Blame me! I was obviously in a group with the third junior sister, but I failed to protect her!"

Fan Jian hurriedly grabbed Long Wei and told Long Wei about Xiao Yan giving Wen Xueqing a life-saving pill.

Long Wei calmed down a lot at this time, and at the same time, there was fury in his eyes.

"This Demon Sect disciple! I almost killed the third senior sister! Lao Tzu is going to destroy them today!

As he spoke, Long Wei jumped onto the city wall and shouted, "Where are the disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect!"

As the strongest disciple of the first peak, he still has a high appeal at this special juncture, and what responded to Long Wei was the light of the Jiuyang Sword Sutra!

The disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect converged in the direction where Long Wei and Fan Jian were.

The disciples of the Demon Sect also gathered together, and the two sides confronted each other!

At this moment, the people on both sides have arrived, and it is time to fight to the death!

At this time, Long Wei frowned: "It's strange! According to the information gathered now, the Demon Sect's operation was led by a left commander, what about that left commander?"