As soon as Jiang Shuiyao stepped into the ancestral hall, a powerful sword qi instantly swept from the house.

Boom!

The Liyuan Sword slammed upward, barely blocking the sharp sword. Jiang Shui Yao didn't hesitate, gathered his spiritual power on the sword body, and rushed to the house.

It was only a few breaths from the courtyard gate to the door of the house, and Jiang Shuiyao had already sacrificed the bloody clothes to cover his whole body.

The moment he broke through the gate, Jiang Shui Yao's eyes locked on the person who made the move, and he stabbed away from the abyss, with a few traces of dazzling light under the attachment of spiritual power, as fast as lightning.

The man smiled faintly, without the slightest intention of dodging. Until Liyuan was only four or five inches away from him, he gently lifted his palm to shake Liyuan away from the direction, and then turned his palm into a claw, buckled it around Jiang Shui Yao's neck, and lifted Jiang Shui Yao up like a chicken.

"Bloody Soul Sect?" The layer of bloody clothes on Jiang Shuiyao's body was easily broken and quickly retracted into his body. The man also ignored Jiang Shuiyao's painful expression, and said with a smile: "The old man is Li Ren of the Chengtian Sword Sect, not to mention whether you are the one who steals the medicine or not, this bloody clothes alone is enough for you to die here." ”

"However, it's good to play before you die."

Li Renxin shook his hand and threw Jiang Shuiyao back into the courtyard: "Chen Yan, you go and try your hand." ”

"Yes." A teenager answered and slowly stepped out of the courtyard.

Jiang Shuiyao gasped and stood up, there were nearly ten people in the room, all dressed in purple, and they didn't need to think about it to know that they were people from the Chengtian Sword Sect. With Jiang Shuiyao's ability, he can't see through the cultivation realm of the person headed, but he can't make Chai Que retreat, and he won't be a simple person.

The young man who was called Chen Yan by Li Ren moved in shape, and in the blink of an eye, several swords stabbed him!

So fast!

Although Jiang Shui Yao blocked it all, his body retreated again and again. Chen Yan is only a five-turn martial arts mirror, but in terms of speed, he is far better than the mountain spirit beasts that Jiang Shui Yao faced before, and he is also better than Jiang Shui Yao, who is a little embarrassed.

Speaking of which, this is Jiang Shuiyao's first actual battle.

"The people of the Bloody Soul Sect will only hide?"

Li Ren's voice came from inside the room, with a thick disdain and a burst of ridicule.

Jiang Shui Yao didn't have time to pay attention. While dodging, you forcibly adapt to the current combat state.

After dodging more than ten moves, Jiang Shuiyao suddenly turned back and swung out with a sword!

The two long swords collided violently, and the sharp sound reverberated throughout the ancestral hall.

Now is the time!

Chen Yan's body obviously stopped for a moment, and Jiang Shuiyao relied on his strong strength to bully forward again, lifting his knee and putting it on Chen Yan's chest. Taking advantage of the moment when Chen Yan flew out upside down, spiritual power surged up the abyss, and Jiang Shui Yao slashed out three swords one after another, slashing at the top of Chen Yan's head.

The sword light flowed, like the river surging, like a waterfall rapids, even if every sword was blocked by Chen Yan, but it could not stop the pride of the flying stream straight down three thousand feet.

After the three swords, the long sword in Chen Yan's hand came out of his hand, and his body flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Fang Pu, go!"

The man in the room gave an order, and a figure rushed towards the river.

Six turns of the martial arts mirror!

The scorching battle intent flickered in Jiang Shui's eyes, and he slashed forward, blocking it in the middle of the road.

With a flash of sword light, Fang Pu took two steps back, and Jiang Shui retreated more than ten steps.

Shaking off his sore arm, Jiang Shui rushed forward again after sacrificing his bloody clothes.

Two figures intertwined in the desolate courtyard, and several sparks leaped under the impact of two long swords, and then disappeared into the air.

But compared to Chen Yan, both the attack power and the speed are almost twice as fast. In less than fifty rounds, Jiang Shuiyao had already cut out seven or eight slender wounds on his body, if it weren't for the bloody clothes to protect his body, I am afraid that he would have been cut into several pieces by Fang Pu.

Bright red blood slowly oozed out of the wound, and melted into the thin layer of blood like a cicada's wings.

Despite this, Jiang Shuiyao's fighting spirit in his eyes still did not weaken in the slightest.

After all, he was born as an Orion, although Bai Hua had never taught Jiang Shuiyao any cultivation methods, but those ordinary jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountains and forests, Jiang Shuiyao had also killed a lot over the years.

The pain from the wound stimulated Jiang Shuiyao's nerves, but made Jiang Shuiyao more and more brave and crazy the more he fought.

What about being covered in scars?

When it comes to fighting ruthlessly, Jiang Shui Yao is not afraid of anyone.

Seeing that Fang Pu was slashed out with a sword again, Jiang Shui Yao simply relied on the bloody clothes to protect his body to meet the sword, risking the risk of his left hand being cut off and Fang Pu pulled a distance, and took the opportunity to swing his sword and slash at Fang Pu's neck.

In Fang Pu's eyes, the smugness that had been used to succeed in the attack was instantly occupied by disbelief and horror.

This is a madman!

In his imagination, Jiang Shuiyao would only raise his sword to block the killing move this time, and then take the opportunity to make up for another sword, although he couldn't kill Jiang Shuiyao, but at least it could make him add another wound.

Fang Pu regretted it, he wanted to withdraw his move, he wanted to kick Jiang Shui Yao away, but all this was too late!

Clang!

At the last moment, a spiritual power burst out from the room and hit the Liyuan Sword, and the blow that Jiang Shui was bound to win was broken, and his body was also able to fly out upside down by this huge momentum.

Turning over in mid-air, Jiang Shui staggered and stood in the courtyard, the wound on his left arm was deep and bone-intelligible.

"Holy shit!"

Jiang Shui Yao trembled with anger and wanted to rush into the house with his sword, but before he could step into the door, he was slapped by Li Ren again and fell out.

Li Ren smiled playfully, his eyes swept around the six people in the room, and said, "Wu Yue, go." ”

A turn of the monk's mirror!

Jiang Shuiyao struggled to stand up, raised his sword and pointed at Wu Yue, the meaning was self-evident.

Wu Yue didn't make a move, lowered his head and stroked the long sword and said, "Let you rest for a while, if I make a move, you... Mortal. ”

"Not necessarily."

Jiang Shuiyao's eyes flashed with anger.

Fang Pu was only one turn higher than Jiang Shui's cultivation, and it was so laborious to fight, not to mention Wu Yue in front of him, but he was a whole higher than the cultivation of the five major reincarnations. Resting or not resting really doesn't mean much.

Like a trapped beast, Jiang Shuiyao knew that the reason why he had survived until now was because Li Ren was practicing for these disciples, and on the other hand, he was waiting for Wei Wei and the others to come back and confirm whether he had taken the Geocentric Grass.

Now that Chai Que is nowhere to be found, he is facing another opponent who turns the monk's mirror......

Jiang Shui Yao squeezed the abyss, and after retracting the bloody clothes, he gathered all his spiritual power on the sword body.

Even if you die, you have to fight to break the net!

"Heh..."

Wu Yue saw Jiang Shuiyao's plan, pinched the sword trick in his left hand, and smiled and played: "Then let's see if you can take my move." ”

Seeing that Wu Yue was ready to attack, Jiang Shuiyao took the lead in exerting his strength, and the spiritual power of his body completely converged on the sword body with this light sound, and the tip of the sword drew a strange pattern in the air, and then suddenly stabbed forward. The two-color spiritual power suddenly burst out of the air, bursting towards Wu Yue like a mountain and a sea.

Away from the abyss!

This is Jiang Shuiyao's only killing move so far, but in Wu Yue's eyes, it is more like an ant's struggle before dying.

Just four or five zhang away, the surging spiritual power came in an instant. And Wu Yue raised his sword in front of him, blocking it effortlessly.

Seeing that the beads of sweat of the bean were instantly covered with Jiang Shui Yao's face, Wu Yue's left hand holding the sword technique changed for a while, condensed into a touch of fiery red and pointed at the sword body. Like a blazing flame, that piece of red is many times stronger than Jiang Shui Yao's spiritual power, not only wrapping Wu Yue's whole body, but also many of them are already eager to try, swallowing up the spiritual power of Jiang Shui Yao.

"Yanyun Sword Technique!"

Wu Yue's long sword turned into a split, and the originally manic spiritual power instantly turned into a red blade with the thickness of two fingers, slashing vertically towards Jiang Shui Yao.

With a single blow, Jiang Shuiyao almost exhausted the spiritual power of his whole body, and in the face of the whistling red light, Jiang Shuiyao could only subconsciously raise his elbow, hiding his pale face between his elbows.

The moment the red spiritual power touched Jiang Shui Yao's body, Jiang Shui Yao burned himself like a thousand fires.

Spiritual attacks are more of a destruction from the inside out. Jiang Shuiyao's skin only faintly emitted a scorching smell, but the brutal spiritual power had already penetrated through the skin and began to move towards the internal organs.

"Hmm..."

Jiang Shuiyao's facial features were distorted, and he couldn't help but snort.

At this time, the purple spiritual power in the Soul Heart Palace finally sensed the danger and flowed out of the Soul Heart Palace.

Different from when Jiang Shui Yao was injecting the spirit, the purple spiritual power not only lost the rage at that time, but was like a calm stream, flowing unhurriedly towards Jiang Shui Yao's whole body. Even if he touched the hot spiritual power that had invaded Jiang Shui Yao's body, it wouldn't be able to make any waves.

But it was this collision that was neither light nor heavy, forcing Wu Yue's spiritual power out of the river again, and condensed into a ball.

"Three kinds of spiritual powers?"

"Give me !!"

When everyone was stunned, Jiang Shui looked up to the sky and roared, and the hot spiritual power that condensed into a ball broke away from Jiang Shui Yao's body and shot towards Wu Yue the same way!

"Evil Barrier!"

In a moment, Li Ren rushed to Wu Yue's side, stretched out his palm, and slapped the scorching spiritual power into the distance.

Rumble!!!

The scorching spiritual power smashed through the dilapidated courtyard walls and scattered them in the forest, setting large areas of mountains and forests on fire.

The sky was full of firelight, startling the giant eagle that was about to land and raised its head and roared.

Jiang Shuiyao, who was trembling all over, looked at Li Ren's angry old face and Wu Yue, who was in a state of revenishment, quickly took out the earth-center grass from the ring and swallowed it in one bite, and sneered: "Even if the master dies, you don't want to get the earth-center grass!" ”

Seeing Jiang Shui Yao swallowing the earth-centric grass in one gulp, Li Ren instantly went crazy.