When Jian Qingyu burst out with sword intent, Yuan Soul True Monarch saw that Jian Qingyu had already become a sword cultivator, but being able to avoid his own bamboo pole piercing straight still made Yuan Soul True Jun slightly surprised in his heart.

After all, his Yuan Soul True Monarch is a strong man in the late stage of the mixed yuan, and the kung fu of this slender bamboo stick is also extremely powerful in his hands, not to mention the cultivation of the immortal realm of the sword and green jade, even if he is a master in the early stage of the mixed yuan, he can't avoid his move.

However, Jian Qingyu avoided it, and easily avoided it!

The Yuan Soul True Monarch has been shaking the wasteland sea for thousands of years, and naturally it is not easy to get along, and when Jian Qingyu turned over and jumped over him, the slender bamboo pole in his hand had already turned into a stick shadow, enveloping him.

This move change, the offense and defense are combined, which not only prevents Jian Qingyu from shooting behind the back in advance, but also forces Jian Qingyu to the point that he can't land, he is really experienced!

Jian Qingyu's face was slightly condensed, and the sword qi burst out, and he moved a foot sideways with his strength, avoiding the stick shadow, although this stick shadow was just a slender bamboo pole, but it was powerful, and Jian Qingyu didn't dare to break his move empty-handed!

The sword Qingyu has just landed, but the Yuan Soul True Monarch has already changed again, and the slender bamboo pole is like a strangely long thin sword, piercing the air, like a long rainbow through the sun, directly taking the sword Qingyu eyebrows!

"Humph!"

Jian Qingyu snorted coldly, his left hand reached out, turned into a sword finger, and stabbed directly at the slender bamboo pole.

Above the sword finger, the sword intent rose, and countless sword qi quickly converged, turning into a blood-colored light sword, which was stabbed together with the slender bamboo pole.

Yuan Soul True Monarch smiled coldly, and on the slender bamboo pole, a black electric snake appeared out of thin air, quickly spreading towards Jian Qingyu's sword finger.

Almost in an instant, the blood-colored lightsaber disintegrated and collapsed under the attack of the black electric snake, and the sword Qingyu was even more shocked by the force of the backshock, and retreated.

"Hahaha! Boy, how powerful is this spirit-breaking thunder snake?"

Yuan Soul True Monarch looked at the sword Qingyu who was shocked back, and smiled proudly.

"Carving insect skills!"

Jian Qingyu patted his robe and smiled lightly.

The power of this Broken Spirit Thunder Snake is indeed good, but what is cultivated in Jian Qingyu's body is not aura, but the power of Shura, and when the Broken Spirit Thunder Snake invades the body, it is quickly refined by "Shura Gong", and it fails to hurt Jian Qingyu by half a point!

Looking at Jian Qingyu, who didn't seem to be injured in the slightest, the smile on Yuan Soul True Monarch's face gradually dissipated, and his face became solemn.

"Yuan Soul True Monarch, you can also taste my methods!"

Jian Qingyulang laughed, his figure flashed, and he quickly rushed over, clenched his fist with his right hand, and smashed it towards the Yuan Soul True Monarch.

For this Yuan Soul True Monarch, Jian Qingyu is very disgusted, with awe-inspiring killing intent, on the surface, it is just a matter of acting ruthlessly, and secretly cultivating the Yuan Soul Flower with such an evil method.

For more than 1,000 years, I don't know how many innocent monks have died here!

Seeing that the other party was so arrogant and domineering, Yuan Soul Zhenjun couldn't help frowning slightly, although the demon cultivator was stronger than the immortal cultivator in terms of physical strength.

However, what he cultivated in the Demon Dao was the Soul Devouring Demon Sect, but the Soul Devouring Demon Sect focused on soul cultivation, and in terms of body, it was not much stronger than Immortal Cultivation!

However, the speed of Jian Qingyu was indeed too fast, and when the fist wind hit, it was no longer possible for the Yuan Soul True Monarch to dodge.

"Peng!"

Yuan Soul Zhenjun put his left hand in his palm, facing Jian Qingyu's fist, and with a flip of his right hand, the Broken Spirit Thunder Bamboo was as fast as lightning, directly taking Jian Qingyu's eyebrows!

"Hahaha!"

Jian Qingyu was not afraid at all, laughed loudly, and his right fist was faster, instantly shaking the Yuan Soul True Monarch back, and then turning his fist into a claw, grabbing the Spirit Breaking Thunder Bamboo.

The body of the Yuan Soul True Monarch was shocked back, and the speed and power of the Spirit Breaking Thunder Bamboo were naturally greatly affected, and he was easily caught by Jian Qingyu.

Yuan Soul Zhenjun's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly used his strength to stabilize his figure, his arm shook, and the spiritual power poured into one of them, and the Spirit Breaking Thunder Bamboo suddenly exerted force, and the electric snake rose, enveloping the sword Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu's body was also bursting with sword intent, and countless sword qi shrouded the Broken Spirit Thunder Bamboo, constantly annihilating those electric snakes, and Jian Qingyu's left hand suddenly burst out, smashing into the chest of the Yuan Soul True Monarch with a punch!

Where did the Yuan Soul True Monarch, who had previously received Jian Qingyu's punch, dare to accept it, and he didn't care about the Broken Spirit Thunder Bamboo that was tightly held by Jian Qingyu, let go of his hand, put his hands in front of him, and hurriedly dodged and retreated.

Rao is like this, the Yuan Soul True Monarch was still smashed by Jian Qingyu's punch, and his blood surged, and his face turned slightly pale.

"You are a disciple of the Blood Refining Demon Sect?"

Yuan Soul True Monarch stabilized his figure, frowned and looked at Jian Qingyu, and shouted in a deep voice, "Which one are you from?"

Among the four major demon sects, and even in the cultivation realm, the Blood Refining Demon Sect attaches the most importance to physical strength and strength, and the spiritual power of the sword green jade is bloody, which is very similar to the Blood Refining Demon Sect, but it doesn't have that bloody aura!

"Blood Refining Demon Sect?"

Jian Qingyu sneered, looked at the Spirit Breaking Thunder Bamboo in his hand, and said with a light smile: "This thing has some meaning, and it belongs to me!"

As he spoke, Jian Qingyu flipped his wrist and put it into the storage ring, looked at the Yuan Soul True Monarch with a smile again, and said with a light smile: "Yuan Soul True Monarch, your treasures seem to be a lot, and if there are any good things, just take them out quickly!"

"Damn!"

The Yuan Soul True Monarch showed a look of anger, and the aura around his body began to change, the previous strong aura subsided like a tide, and a fierce demonic aura swept over like a wave.

"Boy, you are looking for death by yourself, no wonder the old man!"

As he spoke, a snake-headed black pipa had already appeared in the hand of the Yuan Soul True Monarch, with a hideous and weird aura!

Yuan Soul True Monarch crossed his fingers on the black pipa of the snake's head, without making the slightest sound, but there was a billowing black gas swept in, and in the black gas, there was a faint black giant snake, which let out a silent roar, and its hideous appearance was daunting!

"Thunder Dragon Strength!"

The sword intent around the sword green jade rose, the thunder flashed, and a blood-colored thunder dragon rose up and flew towards the black giant snake.

Seeing the black giant snake and the blood-colored thunder dragon intertwined with each other and annihilated each other, Jian Qingyu's body suddenly shook slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but close.

Along with the black giant snake, there was also a soul attack that invaded the Mud Pill Palace of Sword Qingyu, this was the real killing move of the Yuan Soul True Monarch!

Soul attack, also known as spiritual attack, the Soul Eater Demon Sect has a very good understanding of souls, and the attack method is also the most weird, difficult to defend, and can only be resisted by personal will.

However, Jian Qingyu is different, he has the Nine Treasures Exquisite Pagoda!

The Nine Treasures Exquisite Pagoda guards the soul, so that the soul defense of the sword green jade has no flaws, whether it is illusion, charm, or soul attack, etc., everything that affects the soul is ineffective against the sword green jade!

Although the hidden soul attack of the Yuan Soul True Monarch successfully invaded the Mud Pill Palace of Sword Qingyu, when it touched the Nine Treasure Linglong Pagoda, it was like an egg touching a stone, quietly dissipating, like a mayfly shaking a tree, without the slightest ripple!

"Boy, you were killed by the old man's soul, you can't even leave the body, you are dead!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch looked at Jian Qingyu who closed his eyes and sneered in his heart.

However, immediately afterward, his face changed slightly, and he looked at Jian Qingyu in shock: "Unexpectedly...... It's useless!"

"What's the matter! No matter how strong his soul is, it is impossible to erase my spiritual sense in an instant!"

The thoughts in the heart of the Yuan Soul True Monarch were surging in disbelief.

At this moment, Jian Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, looking directly at the Yuan Soul True Monarch.

At the same time, the black giant snake that had annihilated with the sword qi thunder dragon also dissipated violently, and countless black qi were quickly annihilated.

"Go!"

Jian Qingyu pointed at the Yuan Soul True Monarch and shouted.

The sword qi thunder dragon roared silently in the sky, turning into a blood-colored streamer and impacting towards the Yuan Soul True Monarch.

Yuan Soul True Monarch hurriedly raised the black pipa of the snake head to resist, and a rich black light surrounded his body, although the terrifying impact made Yuan Soul True Monarch's face pale again, but it easily blocked the sword qi thunder dragon.

However, Jian Qingyu's fist had already followed, and a golden secret pattern faintly appeared on the fist shrouded in blood-colored light, and Jian Qingyu had already cast the Shura Divine Pattern!

A punch smashed on the black pipa of the snake's head, and the huge impact force directly shook the Yuan Soul True Monarch and fell to the blood pool.

"What a strong force!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch was shocked in his heart: "Even if it is an immortal demon beast, most of them don't have such a strong strength...... He actually ......"

The Yuan Soul True Monarch slid and flew back in the blood pool, slamming into the huge vine before he could stabilize his body.

It's just that the hands holding the black pipa of the snake's head have been trembling constantly, and a clear crack has appeared on the black pipa of the snake's head, and the breath has weakened a lot, obviously a lot of injuries!

Putting away the snake-headed black pipa, the Yuan Soul True Monarch slowly flew back to the side of the blood pool, looked at the sword Qingyu who was still standing with his hands in his hands with a solemn face, looked at it for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Who is Your Excellency?"