The black-robed old man didn't know what kind of cultivation he was, but every time he made a move, he seemed to have a series of extremely powerful sword qi all over his body, and his lethality was amazing, and it was terrifying.

Flicking his fingers, waving his sleeves, and flicking his hair, almost every seemingly ordinary action of the old man is faintly in line with an indescribable avenue rule, as if the Tao is natural, natural, and people can't see the slightest flaw.

At this moment, this black-robed old man with monstrous murderous intent, the whole person looked like an extremely sharp Xuantie heavy sword, with a thunderous momentum, like a lightning speed, instantly swept through the fourteen sword slaves of the Ji family in the field.

"Ah......h

The screams came and went, but it was just a short moment, and the fourteen Ji family sword guards and sword slaves who were cultivated as the ones who could be counted in the entire Kyushu continent fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

There were a few sword slaves of the Ji family in the middle of the Bigu period who were a little worse, and they didn't even have time to snort, and they died on the spot.

The rest of the Ji family's sword guards, although they were stunned by the cruel behavior of the black-robed old man who wantonly slaughtered his compatriots, were inexplicably sad and indignant, and they were heartbroken, and they couldn't wait to rush up to find the old man for revenge.

However, at this time, even they themselves were severely injured by the old man in the black robe, and they were powerless to return to the sky at all.

"Da Da Da Da"!

Suddenly, at this moment, I saw the black-robed old man with a demonic smile on the corner of his mouth, suddenly took a step, and slowly stepped towards the Ji family's sword slaves who had collapsed to the ground for the rest of their lives.

As if he had calculated correctly, every step the old man in the black robe could step on the moment when everyone's hearts beat with great precision no morning or night.

After a few breaths, everyone could clearly feel that the beat of their heart rhythm had unconsciously coincided with the steps of the old man in the black robe.

Although they knew that it would be extremely inappropriate to allow this situation to continue, the people were shocked to find that they were helpless against the overlap of these two rhythms.

Sure enough, after a while, everyone gradually felt the melody of their hearts beating, and as the old man continued to accelerate, it became faster and more urgent, and gradually seemed to have a tendency to exceed the limit of what they could bear......

Finally, after waiting for more than ten breaths, Ji Jiangdu, a strong man who escaped his life from the brute force of the black-robed old man Fu Cai, that is, the lowest realm among the few remaining Ji family sword slaves in the current field, his heart suddenly exploded with a "bang" because he couldn't bear the rhythm of the melody first.

"Ahh

Ji Jiangdu's entire chest was shocked from the inside to the outside, and a shocking hole the size of a bowl mouth was blown out, and he only had time to let out an audible creepy scream, and he was killed in an instant.

"Sizzle......"

The sword slaves of the Ji family, who already had no more than half of the survivors left, couldn't help but gasp.

The tall Ji Yingtian had a frightened expression on his face, his eyes were fixed on the black-robed old man who was constantly approaching him, and his voice was faintly trembling: "You...... Who the hell is it?"

"The Nine Refinements of the Heavenly God Stone Sacrifice, the Three Clears the Demon Sword. The sword demon has been dreaming for eight hundred years, and if he doesn't kill him, he will punish the immortals!"

The old man in the black robe looked arrogant, and there was a tendency to look down on the world and be the only one, and said, "You can call the old man a demon sword immortal!"

"Demon Sword Immortal?"

The survivors of the Ji family's sword protectors, including Ji Yingtian, couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this.

Throughout the history of the Kyushu Continent, looking at the cultivation realm of the Three Kingdoms, Five Academies and Ten Sects, almost all the supreme powerhouses above the Ning Dan Period in the world can be said to know very well, but they have never heard of a peerless powerhouse named Demon Sword Immortal who killed the Bigu Period with his bare hands.

What's more, from the poem that the old man in the black robe chanted just now, between the lines, all reveal the contempt and contempt for the immortal Buddha, which is enough to show that this old man is definitely the kind of person who is unwilling to be mediocre by nature......

Unless......

Unless it is highly probable that he is trapped at the bottom of this cliff for some reason, unable to get out of the confines of this primeval forest......

Thinking of this, Ji Yingtian couldn't help but feel refreshed, and in a flash, he had already come up with a very safe plan to get out.

The pace of the black-robed old man continued to accelerate, and among the several survivors, there was another cultivator who was a little bit of a cultivator, and his heart burst because he couldn't keep up with the beat of the old man's pace, and he died instantly.

The fourteen sword guards and sword slaves who originally went down the cliff together are now only five people left, and all five of them are exhausted at this time, and they are working very hard to support, and they have even begun to smell death.

At the critical moment, he saw that Ji Yingtian said ruthlessly in his heart: "Demon Sword Immortal senior, do you dare to make a bet with the junior?"

"Oh?"

The black-robed old man didn't stop, but his expression was very playful, and he glanced at him with a playful expression, and said, "What to bet on, you might as well talk about it." ”

Ji Yingtian gritted his teeth, suppressed the amplitude of his heartbeat, and said: "Just bet that the seniors will be suppressed in the same realm as the juniors, you and I will have a decisive battle, and the juniors will lose, so they will be left to the disposal of the seniors, if the seniors lose, the juniors will not ask the seniors to spare their lives, but please let the seniors let go of these fellow brothers of the juniors." ”

After listening to Ji Yingtian's righteous and awe-inspiring words that were willing to fight for his life, the eyes of the remaining four Ji family sword slaves were all red, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't speak because they had to suppress their heartbeat, they were afraid that they would have to kneel down to thank Byrne on the spot to this brother of the same clan who had no friendship.

The black-robed old man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him with a smile and said, "Hehe, this proposal is quite interesting, okay, this bet, the old man took it." With that, his feet slammed.

"Whew"!

Everyone including Ji Yingtian breathed a long sigh of relief at the same time.

At the moment when the black-robed old man's footsteps stopped, they clearly felt the frequency of their heartbeats, which quickly decreased at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye, and in a short instant, it returned to normal.

The heel, a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe, arises spontaneously.

The old man twisted his chest-length beard, looked at him with a smile and said, "Say, what do you want to compare?"

"Buzz"!

Ji Yingtian's mind suddenly sounded a buzz, and for some reason, being stared at by the black-robed old man like this, he suddenly had a feeling that he had been seen through by the latter.

But the only trace of luck left in his heart told him that if he insisted on implementing the previous plan, there might be a glimmer of life, otherwise, he could only die a dead end. At that moment, he coughed dryly and said, "It's like swordsmanship." ”

The old man thought for a moment and said, "It's okay." ”

Seeing that the old man answered so simply, Ji Yingtian was secretly happy in his heart, and took advantage of the kung fu of drawing his sword from the back to transmit the message to the remaining four Ji family sword slaves: "This old guy is fierce and murderous by nature, don't think that he will agree to any bet, however, it is very likely that he was trapped at the bottom of this cliff by some forbidden art, so when I duel with him later, you will quickly send a teleportation charm to escape......

After a serious explanation, of course, he won the frequent gratitude of the four Ji family sword slaves.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Ji Yingtian finally glanced at the four people who were grateful to him, and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

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