Xingchen Sect is one of the ten sects of the Immortal Dao, although it is not as ranked as Lingyun Sect, but in the Holy Martial Continent, it is also a behemoth-like existence. The disciples in the door walked outside, and ordinary monks did not dare to provoke them at all.

Even the arrogant disciples of the Xuanhuang Sect, when they meet the disciples of the Xingchen Sect, they must also give three points. Because, the sect master of the Xingchen Sect is the "Nebula Old Demon", who is known as the third strongest person in the Holy Martial Continent.

The reason why there is a magic word in the name of the Nebula Old Demon is because he has a hot temper and kills people without blinking. When you start to do it, you will never die.

He Jiangxiu stood in the grass, looking at the scene ahead.

"Poor Terran monk, you still want to stop me, you all have to die!" shouted the barbarian leader, who immediately grabbed his battle axe and slashed down at the monk.

The battle axe burned with ferocious flames, as if it could break through the entire void, and the scorching flames condensed into the appearance of beasts, covering the sky and sweeping the jungle.

Don't look at the barbarian leader's huge body, but the speed of his body is extremely fast, just in the blink of an eye, he flew in front of the Terran monk, and said the stiff Terran language: "Die obediently!"

The cultivation of this barbarian leader is about the Kunyuan realm. However, the strength and flesh power are comparable to the great demons of the Qianyuan realm.

That disciple of the Star Sect cultivated to the realm of heaven and man. In the sect, he should be regarded as a master, but in the Puluo Mountains, he is as small as a mob.

It's the barbarian leader, who is actually very weak.

"Kill all these Terran monks!" shouted the barbarian leader, "I'm going to dry all these Terran monks and use them as my snacks!"

"Hurry up!" the monk shouted again, and the rest of the Star Sect disciples behind him immediately scattered and fled in all directions.

However, a large number of barbarian soldiers quickly surrounded them, forming an impenetrable formation, leaving no way for the human monks to escape.

The barbarian leader's voice fell, and he opened his bloody mouth, and puffs of black smoke erupted from his mouth.

Thick black smoke swirled through the void, seemingly condensing into a large hand, enveloping the Terran monk.

"Savage aura!" the monk exclaimed, shaking his hands and shooting the two swords in his hand.

Whoosh!

The two divine swords turned into two white lights, first breaking through layers of black smoke and stabbing towards the face of the barbarian leader.

The two divine swords in the hands of this monk are of good quality, and they are both medium-grade kings. On the Shengwu Continent, it is already a very good baby.

After all, not every monk has the luck of He Jiangxiu, and even the imperial weapon can be obtained.

An ordinary master of the realm of heaven and man can have two medium-grade king weapons, which is actually quite a powerful character.

"Vulnerable!" the barbarian leader waved his hand, and an evil divine light shot out of his eyes, and the killing aura immediately became extremely rich.

Thicker black smoke gathered from all directions.

The monk's eyes were startled, and when he saw the thick black smoke condense into the shape of a giant palm, he hurriedly flew back, but just as he tried to escape, he found that he was pinned to the spot by a mysterious force, and he could not move at all.

"Hahaha!" the barbarian leader laughed, waving his big hand, and dense black smoke spread out in all directions.

Suddenly, all the monks present were imprisoned and unable to move, so they could only be slaughtered by the barbarian soldiers.

"Not good!" the monk at the head said secretly, wanting to rise up, but he couldn't do it.

"Could it be that all the elite disciples of my Star Sect are going to die here?" the monk muttered, seeing the black smoke in the sky shrouded in black smoke and evolved into the appearance of a sharp sword, turning into a rain of swords, swaying and strangling, his heart was cold, and he showed a look of despair.

Just as the barbarian leader drew a cloud of black smoke and blasted towards the monk, a spirit suddenly rushed out of the grass and blocked the monk's face.

This essence is He Jiangxiu.

With a flick of He Jiangxiu's fingers, the War King Divine Sword and the Immortal Yuan Sword stabbed out from both sides of his side, like two turbulent rivers, ups and downs.

Behind the sword bodies of the two divine swords, two surging tides of sword light were driven, and they immediately rushed into the thick black smoke.

"A mere barbarian who dares to slaughter my Terran monk?" He Jiangxiu sneered, a cold gaze flashing in his eyes.

He Jiangxiu's own aura was released. The powerful aura suppressed the entire jungle and tore apart the black barbarian qi floating in the air.

"Great! Someone has come to save us!" These disciples of the Xingchen Sect immediately shouted excitedly when they saw He Jiangxiu's appearance.

Among them, there were also some female monks, and the eyes that looked at He Jiangxiu were extremely different. It's like He Jiangxiu stepping on the colorful Xuanming, like an invincible god of war.

The disciples of the Xingchen Sect completely regarded He Jiangxiu as their savior.

He Jiangxiu urged the War King Divine Sword and the Xianyuan Sword to repel the barbarian leaders in front, and then let go of the Hongmeng Divine Map and summoned the Hongmeng Divine Bell.

A huge divine bell descended from the sky, enveloping the disciples of the Star Sect in it.

"Are you disciples of the Star Sect?" He Jiangxiu asked, staring at the barbarian leader in front of him.

Under the persecution of He Jiangxiu's powerful aura, those barbarian soldiers did not dare to act rashly for a while.

The leader of the barbarian clan was shocked by the sudden He Jiangxiu, looked He Jiangxiu up and down, and raised the huge battle axe.

"Senior, we are the disciples of the Star Sect. Under the name of Zuo Lin, dare to ask who the seniors are?" said the Xingchen Sect disciple who was the leader.

He Jiangxiu glanced at Zuo Lin and said, "I am He Jiangxiu of Lingyun Gate." ”

"It turned out to be the senior of Lingyunmen! Thank you for saving your life!" Zuo Lin said gratefully.

Although it seems that He Jiangxiu's youth is a little younger than Zuo Lin, in the Shengwu Continent, the strong are respected, and everything speaks in the size of a fist. He Jiangxiu's strength is above everyone else, so he will naturally be called a senior.

He Jiangxiu didn't care about the title of "senior", and said, "Let's kill it first." ”

"It's the monk of Lingyun Sect, it's just in time!" the barbarian leader laughed when he heard the conversation between He Jiangxiu and Zuo Lin.

The leader of the barbarian clan found that He Jiangxiu only had the cultivation of the Vientiane realm, so he naturally didn't take He Jiangxiu in his eyes, and immediately threw out the battle axe in his hand and slashed towards He Jiangxiu fiercely.

He Jiangxiu shook his head lightly, sneered contemptuously, opened his fists, and slapped out the Chaos God Fist.

The huge fist wind immediately blew away, and in the fist wind, there were also bright sword rays flashing, extremely sharp.

Thousands of swords shot out together, and in the blink of an eye, He Jiangxiu flew in front of the barbarian leader and stabbed the Sun and Moon Sword fiercely into his thick chest.

Sting!

Then, He Jiangxiu pulled out the Sun and Moon Sword, only to hear two "poofs", and two jet-black blood arrows immediately poured out of the chest of the barbarian leader, like blood rain, staining a large area of the jungle red.