Two old men appeared and stood outside the tree, their expressions cloudy and uncertain, and their mouths full of words. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This old demon is locked by the sword qi!

"Rui Jianzi was fundamentally injured by this beast, and his life sword was actually damaged, and now, it is difficult for a sword soul without a sword to use. What about us? ”

"This devil must be extremely dangerous, if this guy escapes, he will definitely be ruined!"

The two old men still had a sense of responsibility, and they were worried about the world at the first time. As a sect commander with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, they also have this responsibility!

At this time, the two old men suddenly turned around, and they shouted: "Senior brother, why are you here?

"Senior brother, shouldn't you go back to the sect?

Chu Fei secretly looked into the distance, and found that the sharp sword was flying from a distance, and his movements were extremely slow, even crumbling.

When he got a little closer, Chu Fei found that his face was already like golden paper, the aura on his body was up and down, and even his eyes had collapsed a little.

Wujian still followed behind him, but he was supposed to be lively and excited on weekdays, gritting his teeth at the moment, and there was a little more anger on his face!

Seeing this, the expressions of the two old men were also distorted, as the youngest out-of-body monk of the Daoless Sword Sect, Rui Jianzi's future was limitless, and now he was actually hurt to the root by a demon.

And this guy didn't even go back to recuperate, but chose to continue fighting.

"Why are you so stubborn, why didn't you go back to recuperate?"

"Rui Jianzi, you should quietly recuperate, if the foundation is unstable, then the future..."

The two old men were also bitter, for fear that Rui Jianzi's injuries would be further aggravated.

But how arrogant the sharp sword is, although his face is like gold paper at this moment, although he is like a hanging thread at the moment, but as a true sword cultivator, he must have an indomitable will.

He shouted in an almost roaring tone, "Today, I will kill this demon!

The two old men were silent at this time, because they saw the expressions of the swordless. There was a little distortion on the swordless face, and there was a little madness.

At this moment, the two old men finally fell silent, as they realized that Wujian seemed to have suffered something that should not have been in the foundation building period.

"Demon in the heart, however, he is just a foundation building cultivator, how can he come into contact with something of this level. ”

"Impossible, why, is it..."

Demonic is not an experience that every monk can have, he is the embodiment of a monk's obsession, which can be regarded as an extremely dangerous level. In the inner demon, if you don't make a single move, you may be destroyed by the inner demon, and if you are small, your cultivation will be greatly reduced, and it may be difficult to go further in your life. If it is serious, it will be dead.

Therefore, Rui Jianzi attaches great importance to it, and he is deeply afraid that he will ruin his life without a sword.

The expressions of the two old men began to sharpen, and they were both extremely surprised, although they knew that Swordless had excellent talent, and even received great recognition.

However, it is not at all reasonable for a disciple who has built a foundation to come into contact with this level of power! If he is given a chance, wouldn't that be a proper Yuan Infant hope? If he achieves a Yuan Infant, will he be far out of his body? Even if he pursues a higher pursuit, will he also have a chance?

For a while, the two old men began to think about the countless pros and cons, the things in front of them need to be considered, and the things in the future cannot be left behind.

One of the old men was already a little entangled, and he spoke: "This matter is not appropriate, although he has come into contact with the inner demon, but after all, he can only reach the level of Yuan Ying, we have no Dao Sword Sect, what we lack is not a Yuan Ying Monk." ”

At this moment, the other old man also began to get entangled, and after a while, he spoke: "This matter is not proper, you are the pillar of the door, if you collapse, what should we do!

Rui Jianzi narrowed his eyes slightly, and he stared at Wujian, full of doting.

Wujian had fallen into endless demons at this moment, and there was hatred in his eyes, as if he was vowing to kill Heiyun to avenge his master.

If he can't eradicate the Red Lotus Demon Lord today, then he will leave a shadow for a lifetime, and when the time comes, he will always be entangled by the heart demon, and he will never be able to get rid of it, unless he sees the Black Cloud Demon Lord shattered with his own eyes.

Rui Jianzi began to touch Wujian's head dotingly, his body began to shake, and wisps of bright red blood came out of his mouth.

His eyes were a little hollow, but there was a kind of doting hidden in them.

The two old men already knew that since Rui Jianzi, who was an out-of-body monk, had already made a decision, there was no possibility of repentance, and then, they could only obey Rui Jianzi's decision.

The old man with the rising star floating behind him sighed: "Your three-foot Qingfeng has been seriously damaged and can no longer move, so the next thing is to leave it to the two of us." ”

"What you practice is selfless swordsmanship, the sword is in the people, and the sword is ruined. Alas, you can't use it anymore!"

The old man of the Endless Sword River nodded slightly, and the long river behind him began to flow at this moment, a large amount of river water surged out, and countless sword shadows floated on the three-foot Qingfeng of the sharp sword.

Wudao Sword Sect, everything is related to swords, and all swords are in their grasp.

Slowly, the moisturized sharp sword felt a little more comfortable, he did not choose to continue to heal, but pulled the sword beside him, he touched the head of the sword dotingly, and the corners of his mouth appeared a little more proud.

The three of them didn't wait any longer, stared at each other for a moment, and then flew towards the huge trunk.

Chu Fei hid in the distance, and when he saw this scene, he was a little moved in his heart, but he didn't expect that this guy without a sword would really find a good master. But why did Wujian enter the demonic disease, why did he have such a great hatred for the black cloud, could it be...

"Boy, let's go!" the Red Lotus Demon Lord roared at this time, for him, everything was all he needed to do.

Just when Chu Fei was unwilling, he dragged Chu Fei away with his strength. And at this moment, Chu Fei tightly tugged at the green ying in his hand, fearing that if he didn't pay attention, he would lose this flying sword.

He clearly knew that the next thing must be related to the green in his hand, and perhaps, he could also be used as one of the important determining factors.

The Red Lotus Demon Lord's blood mass became more and more hideous, and a disgusting smell so thick that it inadvertently began to appear. After waiting for 10,000 years, it is finally going to blossom at this moment, and all this is so wonderful, so wonderful that it is so attractive.