Without waiting for Yi Xuan to launch his sword move, a demon cultivator floated down from mid-air, staring at Yi Xuan with a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, without saying a word, but Yi Xuan felt that he was being treated as a prey by a poisonous snake, and a cold breath rose in his heart, and his sword move did not dare to send out.

As soon as Leng Yuquan saw the arrival, he returned to the posture of a little woman, and cried and cried a few times: "Brother Tutian, the slave family has finally looked forward to you! Just now such a guy took turns bullying me, tearing people's clothes, and saying that he would arrest me and go back to humiliate me wantonly. Brother Tutian, you must call the shots for me!"

Yi Xuan's mouth was bitter after hearing this, the person who could make a Jindan female cultivator so coquettish must also be a Jindan monk, and his status was even higher than it. Fighting against one Jin Dan with Iron Eagle Guard, Yi Xuan felt that he was still a bamboo in his chest, but facing two Jin Dan at one time was really a bit of an old birthday star who was hanging himself. In a huge battlefield of immortals and demons, he met two Jindan demon cultivators head-on, was this lucky or unlucky?

Yi Xuan was still looking at the other party, and Jian Ditian's extremely cold voice had already sounded: "This should be Wenhui, the Commander of the Hidden Fog Mountain who has become famous recently! Leng Yuquan, one of the four major rulers of Zhuohei City, can be suppressed just by virtue of foundation building and cultivation, and it is more than a hundred times stronger than those wastes in Zenan City!"

Yi Xuan controlled the sword technique in his hand, and replied with a distracted mind: "Jian Commandery is falsely praised! I and Leng Commander are just fighting, and we can't do a lot, let alone compare with Jian Commandery! If there is nothing else, let's say goodbye to it, and then make a special trip to Zhuohei City to meet the two commanders." Ajia, you go first, and I'll come later!"

"I'm a guest from afar, and I let you go without a good reception, and others say that I'm not polite. Wen Duwei, although you and I are different from immortals and demons, but for immortals and demons is just a thought, Jian has some appreciation for your intelligence and temperament, it is better to join the demon gate, I guarantee that you can successfully cross the tribulation and ascend, and when you reach the upper realm, I will introduce you to my master's name, I must be able to make great achievements and make a name for yourself in the upper realm. Jian Tutian was always moody with everyone, but today he openly recruited Yi Xuan, so shocked that Leng Yuquan's jaw on the side almost fell to the ground, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Yi Xuan was also stunned by this sudden invitation: "This, something is wrong...... Let's do it!"

"What's wrong? There are many people in the upper realm who have changed from immortals to demons or from demons to immortals, but the views of the Dao system are different, and there is no essential difference in cultivation. Don't think with the narrow eyes of the nether, why should talented people care about the opinions of worldly people, and do everything they want, so that their minds can be clear. Jian Ditian patiently explained to Yi Xuan the difference between immortals and demons, which was not at all like the usual style.

Yi Xuan's heart was also slightly moved at this moment: he accidentally came to this immortal and demon battlefield, and what he heard and saw did have the true feelings of brothers, but more of it was still deceitful. What's more, just to ensure their own cultivation resources, the people of the upper realm can set up immortal and demon wars to consume the number of mortal realm cultivators, such an act, what is the difference between the immortal gate and the demon gate? Gradually, Yi Xuan's eyes began to be a little confused, and his firm belief continued to waver......

The movements of Yi Xuan's subordinates gradually stopped, and the "water and fire" that was ready to go became out of control because of the lack of Yi Xuan's deliberate harmony, and the spiritual power that was originally restrained in the sword move made a "crackling" sound, seeing that there was about to occur violently water and fire, Yi Xuan was in the center of the collision, and once the spiritual power riot occurred, there would definitely be no bones.

Ah Jia and the others were anxious in their eyes and shouted loudly, but Yi Xuan turned a deaf ear, staring blankly ahead, as if he had completely lost consciousness of the things around him. Under the seemingly calm appearance, Yi Xuan's heart was like a stormy wave, the demon cultivator who died tragically during the "Thousand Spirits Blood Sacrifice", the war when he attacked Xiaoxiang Mountain, and the comfort of robbing the demon cultivator of the Five Poison Forest, all five senses were in unison, and his mind was already lost in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Seeing this, Jian Ditian showed a sly smile at the corner of his mouth: "Just this little way, I was about to go crazy after being teased a few times, how can this qualification be like my magic eye." Actually used my cleverness to play me around, you all have to die!" After saying the last "death", Jian Ditian's face showed a hideous color, so he shot a little black light from the green robe, and flew towards Yi Xuan like a lightning bolt.

Seeing that Yi Xuan was in deep danger and didn't know it, Ah Jia couldn't care about his own safety in a hurry, so he raised the big shield in his hand and threw himself towards Yi Xuan, blocking Yi Xuan behind him before the black light shot out by Jian Ditian came, only to hear "knock" With a muffled sound, the giant shield in Ah Jia's hand was first pierced by a hole the size of a copper coin by the black light, and then cracked into a palm-sized fragment, and Ah Jia was shocked, opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody sword, and a scar the size of a bowl was broken on his chest, and all his internal organs were smashed into blood clots, but his body fell backwards weakly, just crashing into Yi Xuan's arms, and the blood in his mouth drenched Yi Xuan's body.

Yi Xuan suddenly felt that his cheeks were slightly hot, and there was a bloody breath in his nose, and the whole person suddenly woke up, only then did he see Ah Jia, who was paralyzed in his arms, his eyes were already closed, and his breath was like a gossamer, and then he looked down and saw the wound on his chest, only to react to what had happened, and he gave birth to a tyrannical aura, and his eyes burst blood: "Jian Ditian, give me my life!"

Yi Xuan's mad demon rushed towards Jian Ditian generally, throwing the "water and fire" in his hand directly towards the other party, and at the same time sacrificing all the remaining sword pills, spiritual power poured into the sword pills at any cost, a golden ball of light was in front, and eight sword pills with bright bodies were behind, and a series of dazzling attacks instantly came to Jian Ditian.

One moment ago, he was still playing with Yi Xuan in the palm of his hand, and the next moment the situation changed drastically, Yi Xuan, who was stimulated by the death of his subordinates to the point of madness, almost spewed out all the spiritual power in his body in one breath, and Jian Ditian, who had not reacted at all, was hit by Yi Xuan's successive moves, the first of which was the "water and fire" sword move.

Under Yi Xuan's continuous study, this sword trick already has the great power to confront Jin Dan head-on, in the past, the demon cultivator Jin Dan Xin Mo died here, if Jian Ditian was unprepared and hit by it, I am afraid that he would have to follow in his footsteps. But Jian Tutian is not an ordinary golden pill, he has a secret treasure given by the master, his chest suddenly lit up, and a light shield was raised to cover it, although most of the sword power was resisted by the light mask, but the impact of the violent spiritual power was not weakened at all, and the entire light mask was thrown back dozens of zhang away, leveling all the mountains, rocks and trees on the way, pressing out a deep ravine.

Before the dust settled, Yi Xuan's eight sword pills came one after another, all hitting the light mask like moths to a fire. The light mask seemed to be weak, but it was always safe and sound, and Jian Ditian was unharmed.