"Bastard, even the ninth layer of Qi cultivation dares to be presumptuous in my Lingguang Sect!" a deacon snorted coldly.

"Vainly trying to kill people in my Lingguang Sect, even if it is you Yi Yan Sword Sect, you have to weigh it!"

All kinds of voices sounded on the Giant Spirit Peak, all of them were made by the disciples of the Lingguang Sect, there were those who disdained it, and there were even more people who insulted and mocked.

"Who are you going to kill?" Sun Fei asked in an unkind tone, with a faint guess in his heart.

"It seems to be a protector of your sect, I was almost killed last time, and then I blew up a magic weapon before escaping back!"

Lu Jiansheng squinted his eyes, as if he looked at the group of Lingguang Sect disciples defiantly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a disdainful arc.

Sun Fei's face was very ugly, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, so he fell silent.

Shout!

A crimson sword light flew in the distance, like lightning, and it reached the peak of the giant spirit in an instant. A figure jumped down from the sword light, and everyone's eyes were focused, and they all exclaimed.

"Zhang Yuanhao's protector, it turned out to be him!"

"Could it be that this person is going to kill Zhang Protector?"

Seeing this, Lu Jiansheng showed a cruel smile on his face: "You are finally here, I thought you would beg for mercy in front of me like a dog last time!"

The corners of Zhang Yuanhao's eyes twitched slightly, and he opened his mouth and said: "Boy, last time, I spared your life for the sake of you being the heir of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, and only destroyed your natal magic weapon, but you still dare to be so entangled, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Sure enough, when Lu Jiansheng heard this, his eyes turned red: "If you destroy my natal magic weapon, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

The surrounding disciples didn't really believe Zhang Yuanhao, but when they heard Zhang Yuanhao's words, they all shouted loudly: "I thought it was a great thing, it turned out to be a defeated general, and even the natal magic weapon was destroyed by Zhang Protector, and you dare to come to find fault, you better go back to Yiyan Sword Sect and cry your nose!"

"That's it, Master Zhang Protector has a lot, spare you from dying, and dare to come to the Lingguang Sect to find bad luck, I really don't know how to write the word dead!"

The sarcastic words of the disciples of the Lingguang Sect reached Lu Jiansheng's ears, and he immediately made his face red, ashamed, and couldn't help but cry out with grief and indignation: "The surname is Zhang! Do you dare to fight my life and death, only one person can leave alive!"

Zhang Yuanhao sneered in his heart, but looked at the elders and sect masters of the Lingguang Sect, and said, "I am a person from the Lingguang Sect, how can I decide life and death privately, of course, I have to approve the Sect Master of the Lingguang Sect and the elders!"

Sun Fei and his entourage were very satisfied with Zhang Yuanhao's performance and frequently bowed their heads. Especially Sun Fei, there was a bit of approval in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Yuanhao.

"Young Master Lu!" Sun Fei said lightly: "My Lingguang Sect Zhang Protector is a perfect cultivation of Qi Cultivation, you have just entered the ninth layer of Qi Training, how can you be his opponent?

Sun Fei is also a cunning person, and he broke all the disadvantages of Fang Cai with one word, and returned to the army.

"Don't talk so much nonsense!"

Lu Jiansheng waved the blood sword in his hand, looking like crazy: "Zhang Yuanhao, I only ask you, do you dare to fight me to the death?"

Sun Fei and the others felt a sigh in their hearts, and their faces became a little ugly. This Lu Jiansheng is really difficult!

If Zhang Yuanhao was killed, it would be his Lingguang Sect's face, and everyone would have no light on their faces; on the contrary, if Lu Jian died here, then the Lingguang Sect's responsibility would be great, and if the Yiyan Sword Sect's powerhouse came, the Lingguang Sect would be in danger.

What's more, Zhang Yuanhao had a very small chance of winning, and when Lu Jiansheng was not a ninth layer of qi training, he was beaten by the latter and fled with a self-detonating magic weapon. And now, Lu Jiansheng is already a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi cultivation, and the result is even more obvious.

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and quietly transmitted to Sun Fei: "Sect Master, let me go, I have eighty percent confidence in defeating this person!"

In his words, he also slightly revealed the news that Deng Jing had refined a high-level magic weapon for him, and promised not to really kill Lu Jiansheng.

Sun Fei's hand trembled slightly, and he immediately let go of his hanging heart, a smile appeared on his face, and as soon as he spoke, the strong spiritual power wrapped the voice and resounded on the top of the Giant Spirit Peak: "Since Lu Gongzi insists on fighting life and death, then I will agree to come down for Zhang Protector." However, the sword has no eyes, and I still hope that Lu Gongzi will think twice!"

"No need!"

Lu Jiansheng didn't expect Sun Fei to speak so well, and there was a little joy in his tone: "Zhang Yuanhao, Zhang Yuanhao, I want you to become my sword soul within ten moves!"

Zhang Yuanhao smiled and said nothing, and the Huoyuan sword turned into a pocket small sword, which flew in the palm of his hand. Then he holds the sword in one hand and spreads it out in the other, making a "please" gesture.

"How daring!"

Lu Jiansheng laughed angrily, and the blood sword suddenly shot out, turning into an afterimage, and shot towards Zhang Yuanhao.

For a while, the blood sword screamed, as if countless unjust souls were crying and mourning, and a large number of blood shadows flew out of it with teeth and claws, and rushed towards Zhang Yuanhao.

Nearby, many disciples of the Lingguang Sect retreated one after another, and as soon as Sun Fei waved his sleeves, a white spiritual power barrier stood in front of the disciples of the Lingguang Sect, blocking the overflowing spiritual power fluctuations.

"Devil's trick!"

Zhang Yuanhao's mouth burst into thunder, and he shouted, and countless complicated and obscure curses appeared in front of him.

Boom –

Suddenly, the bright and sunny sky was full of thunder, and the orange-red divine thunder was floating in the clouds, and from time to time a trace of orange electricity overflowed, and countless blood shadows were wiped out.

"Rayfa!"

Lu Jiansheng was shocked and frightened, he practiced this forbidden technique, and what he was most afraid of was the thunder method, which was the most masculine and rigid spell, which almost restrained him to death.

"Huanghuang Binghuo, borrow the yang to generate essence, Binghuo Lei Yuzheng, give it to me!"

Zhang Yuanhao held the sword in one hand and sealed it in the other, leading a trace of orange electric light down, and there were constantly blood shadows that were shattered by the fire thunder, but when he encountered the blood sword, it only made it shake slightly.

"Damn, I can't cultivate at home!"

Zhang Yuanhao slandered in his heart. If he cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, he would be able to draw down a large area of propylene fire thunder in an instant, and he would be able to split this Lu Jiansheng into charcoal in an instant.

"Hahaha! Zhang Yuanhao, even if you have Lei Fa, you can't escape death!"

Lu Jiansheng laughed wildly when he saw that Binghuo Lei couldn't help his blood sword magic weapon. Then the void was a little, and the sword body suddenly spread a trace of blood-colored veins, and then burst out from the sword, turning into a scarlet blood net, covering Zhang Yuanhao overwhelmingly.

"There is no rune, see how you hide!" Lu Jiansheng thought viciously in his heart, urging the speed of the blood net to speed up a few points.

"What a vicious magic weapon!" Sun Fei and the other foundation building monks frowned, and the resentment on this magic weapon could not be concealed at all.

Zhang Yuanhao sneered, did not dodge or dodge, but his figure flew towards the blood net, making many Lingguang Sect disciples close their eyes in fright.

Swish!

A sharp sword light broke through the air, and the huge blood net was slashed in two by the turquoise sword qi, and there was a trace of turquoise flame stuck to the split, constantly scorching the blood net, making a "snort" sound.