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The rickety old man, Elder Ji Xiang, smiled coldly, and a terrifying and majestic aura instantly rose around his body, and the whole person seemed to become fierce, and said coldly: "Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, Ji Xiang's figure standing beside Bu Di slowly dissipated, and a cold edge came from the left side of Jian Qingyu, and the tip of the dark black spear in Ji Xiang's hand appeared on Jian Qingyu's side in an instant.

Not only that, Ji Xiang's clumsy figure also appeared on Jian Qingyu's side at the same time, with a cold glint in his long narrow eyes, as if he had instantly turned into a hideous and murderous demon!

Jian Qingyu also seemed to have already seen the reality of the void, and when the spear stabbed him, he was already on the side of his body, avoiding the spear edge, bullying him forward, and the Heavenly Falling Sword in his hand quickly stabbed into Ji Xiang's chest.

Ji Xiang's left hand shook, his right hand closed, and his left hand slapped the barrel of the gun, and the tip of the gun turned, and the barrel of the gun was already from the bottom up, picking up the sword Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu immediately turned the stab into a block, and the long sword pressed down, blocking the tail of the spear, but the force of the counterattack also made Jian Qingyu retreat five steps in a row.

However, Jian Qingyu's stab block also instantly exhausted Ji Xiang's offensive.

Ji Xiang's spear turned, his right hand clenched the tail of the spear, and the black spear was like a dragon out of the water, stabbing at Jian Qingyu again.

An inch long, an inch strong.

The move changed, Ji Xiang's spear immediately gained the upper hand, and Jian Qingyu's five steps back, in front of this spear, did not achieve any effect of relieving pressure, before the person arrived, the spear had arrived!

The spear was extremely fast, the dark black light flashed, and the sharp tip of the spear had already appeared in front of Jian Qingyu, directly taking Jian Qingyu's throat!

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Ten zhang away, Bu Di looked at Jian Qingyu, who had completely fallen into the disadvantage under Ji Xiang's spear, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Although Elder Ji Xiang is only a strong man in the early stage of the Mixed Yuan Realm, his marksmanship is strong enough to fight with a sword cultivator of the same level, and ordinary masters in the middle stage of the Mixed Yuan Realm are not his opponents!"

Looking at the sword Qingyu who was about to be pierced through his throat by a dark black spear, Bu Di's heart couldn't help but feel happy.

Even if Jian Qingyu's strength is stronger than him, what if he cultivates the Dao and wins immortality, it is not only his own cultivation that is compared, even if it is Elder Ji Xiang, who is much stronger than him, he still has to listen to his orders?

On this road, only those who can go to the end are truly strong!

"What!"

As soon as the thought in his heart rose, the sneer on Bu Di's face suddenly froze, and his face was full of disbelief.

I saw that the shot that stabbed Jian Qingyu's throat was actually held by Jian Qingyu's left hand!

Jian Qingyu's left hand was held on top of the swarthy black tip of the spear, and the sharp tip of the spear was only a stone's throw away from Jian Qingyu's throat.

"How could he catch my Demon Flame Gun with his bare hands!"

The most shocked was Elder Ji Xiang, a rickety old man.

"I'm a Mixed Yuan Realm cultivator, and the Demon Flame Spear is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, how can he catch it with his bare hands, and there is not even blood on his hands!"

Elder Ji Xiang was very aware of the power of his spear, in order to pursue speed and surprise, although this shot was only one percent of his strength, it was enough to kill the peak master of the Immortal Realm!

Even if he is a master in the middle of the Mixed Yuan Realm, he doesn't dare to take his shot with his bare hands!

"Could it be that he is a demon beast? is it a kind of divine beast that is good at defense?"

Elder Ji Xiang is also a well-informed person, even if he is in the Mixed Yuan Realm, only some divine beasts who are good at defense can do this!

Of course, with the terrifying body of the Tribulation Master, who can resist the Heavenly Tribulation, he can also do this.

However, if this white-clothed and white-haired young man is a master of the Tribulation Period, where is there a chance for him to make a move?

Jian Qingyu sneered and looked at the rickety old man Elder Ji Xiang, and his left hand tightly grasped the black tip of the spear, as steady as a rock.

"Shura Gong" entered the Red Star Realm, and Jian Qingyu's body also underwent a qualitative change, that terrifying body strength, a high-grade spiritual weapon of ordinary materials, may not be able to hurt him, not to mention this mere medium-grade spiritual weapon spear?

Looking at the sneer on Jian Qingyu's face, Elder Ji Xiang couldn't help but become more and more annoyed in his heart, he snorted lightly, and suddenly exerted his strength, and the Demon Flame Spear continued to stab Jian Qingyu's throat!

The black tip of the spear carried a sudden burst of powerful power, and with Jian Qingyu's left hand, it was directly stabbed into Jian Qingyu's throat.

However, that powerful force only took Jian Qingyu back seven steps in a row, and the tip of the spear pierced Jian Qingyu's throat, and before it could pierce Jian Qingyu's skin, Jian Qingyu turned slightly sideways, his left hand still held the tip of the spear, but the Skyfall Divine Sword on his right hand had already turned into a blood-colored sword light and slashed down!

"Bell!"

The Skyfall Divine Sword slammed into the dark black spear, accompanied by a loud sound of gold and iron clashes, and the dark black spear was actually cut off by the Skyfall Divine Sword!

"What!"

Bu Di, who was watching the battle from a distance, was taken aback, his body was agitated, revealing a look of disbelief, and his heart couldn't help but be cold.

"How is that possible!

Elder Ji Xiang was even more frightened, almost without thinking about it, he dropped the remaining half of the Demon Flame Spear, and quickly flew away.

His Demon Flame Spear is also considered a high-quality material among the medium-grade spiritual weapons, in the hands of his dignified Mixed Yuan Realm master, let alone cutting off the spear, even among the monks in the late stage of the Mixed Yuan Realm, few people can capture his spear.

"His strength doesn't seem to be strong, and the long sword in his hand is just a high-grade spiritual weapon, how can he cut off my Demon Flame Spear!"

Elder Ji Xiang was puzzled, but being able to catch and cut off his Demon Flame Spear with his bare hands was enough to show that the other party had the strength to kill him!

Flying back into the sky, Elder Ji Xiang stood in the air, his hands were clasped in vain, and a thick black mist surged up from his body, and a momentum that was even more powerful than Bu Di's previous "Great Heavenly Demon Handprint" enveloped Jian Qingyu.

"Great Heavenly Demon Spear Array!"

With Ji Xiang's soft shout, a spear with a haunting black flame quickly condensed above his head, and flew towards the sword green jade all over the world.

The fierce wind around the sword Qingyu rose, and the fierce and domineering sword intent became stronger and stronger, and a rich blood-colored light also appeared on the Skyfall Divine Sword.

Countless spears with black flames flew like a rain of arrows, and the sword green jade in it was completely shrouded in sword light.

I saw the wind dancing wildly, and the black flame spear that flew towards the sword green jade was all slashed and scattered!

Even if a spear occasionally pierced Jian Qingyu's body, it was also cut by half of its power by the gale that surrounded it, and the aftermath hit Jian Qingyu's strong body, leaving no scars!

Above the sky, Elder Ji Xiang looked at the unscathed sword Qingyu, his heart sank again, his right hand was palmed with one hand, and a large amount of blood gushed out on his left arm, flying directly in front of him, turning into a fist-sized blood ball.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of black ** qi surged towards the blood cell and turned into a black giant.

The black giant was several feet tall, unusually strong, with black flames burning all over his body, sharp nails glowing with cold light on both hands and feet, and two dark corners on his head and shoulders.

"What is this?"

Jian Qingyu's face also became solemn, and from this black giant, he felt a coercion that far exceeded the previous "Great Heavenly Demon Spear Array".

"Flame Heavenly Demon Body!"

Bu Di looked at the black giant, swept away his previous frightened state, and showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Elder Ji Xiang has actually comprehended such a spell!

Bu Dian secretly thought to himself in his heart, the black giant had already stepped out with his right foot, and stepped towards the sword Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu took a step forward slightly, his left hand clenched into a fist, and the blood-colored light around his body was flourishing, and a punch thundered the black giant's right foot.

"Peng!"

The terrifying wind swept away, Jian Qingyu snorted, his face turned slightly pale, and the blood-colored light around his body was instantly shattered, and he retreated more than ten steps before he could stabilize his body, but the black giant also stumbled and took two steps back!

"What a terrifying power!"

Elder Ji Xiang was even more shocked when he saw that Jian Qingyu actually dared to collide with the black giant head-on, and shook it back.

"Heavenly Demon Burning Immortal Flame!"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Elder Ji Xiang's hands changed, and with a soft snort, the demonic qi in his body quickly poured into the black giant's body.

"Whew!"

The black giant suddenly lowered his head and spewed a mouthful of burning black flames towards the sword jade.

The black flames erupted, and the temperature between heaven and earth rose instantly, and the water droplets reflecting the glow were also instantly transpired and dissipated.

Jian Qingyu's complexion remained unchanged, but the index finger of his left hand had already flicked his fingers, and a drop of golden Shura blood emerged, exuding a rich blood-colored light!