"What? no!" Seeing that Zhang Ji didn't choose to retreat, Zhu Jian's face turned pale.

Bathed in the terrifying corpse qi, he was certainly more able to appreciate the power of the tear. Seeing that the fatal danger did not retreat as expected, Zhu Jian was already a little discolored.

Immediately, he saw that he was crazy and took out a scroll, and his fingers quickly clicked on it a few times. The picture scroll suddenly lit up, and a yellow aura shroud bloomed, enveloping Zhu Jian's entire person.

This is a very ordinary defensive spirit treasure, Zhu Jian has no chance to escape, and can only passively look for a glimmer of life.

I'm afraid that the thing that Zhu Jian regrets most at the moment is probably resentment for why he took this deal. Such a terrifying, comparable to the demon of the Yuanying powerhouse, how could it be the ants in Zhuge Ming's mouth to build the foundation realm?

The next moment!

The power of the torn rainbow slammed into the yellow light mask. I only heard a crisp 'click', and the cover was directly shattered and cracked. The terrifying tearing remnants continued to pound wildly, and suddenly fell on Zhu Jian's chest.

"Poof!"

Zhu Jian's body was stunned first, and then he raised his head and squirted out a large mouthful of donated blood. There was a bloody gray hideous hole on the chest, and there were still a lot of terrifying corpses and turquoise aura left on the edges.

In just this moment's effort, Zhang Ji killed a real sword cultivator who was at the peak of the middle stage, and his strength was really powerful and amazing!

As for Chu Tianxiong, Xu Qiang, and Xu Shan, their expressions turned pale long before they took a few breaths. But they know very well in their hearts that they have no way back, and their only hope is to seize this opportunity.

That's right, now is their chance!

The two roaring terrifying swords suddenly added a bit of terrifying strength, and there was even a faint blood-red aura flowing. It was Chu Tianxiong and the others who, in order to seize the opportunity, desperately took out their strongest strength as a sword cultivator.

Because of Zhang Ji's previous choice, the two sword moves had rushed to two or three meters behind Zhang Ji.

This little distance is completely fleeting!

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

Taken by Zhang Ji's monstrous fierce flames, Chu Tianxiong was already a little crazy, and while controlling the sword moves, he repeated frantically in his mouth. Xu Qiang and Xu Shan were not much better, and there was nervousness and fear in their eyes.

Zhang Ji naturally felt the two terrifying sword powers coming from behind him. If he was really killed, he would have no hope of survival!

But!

There was no trace of nervousness on Zhang Ji's face, this was because he still had a back hand hidden!

"Whoosh!"

I only saw a blue light passing by in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Ji disappeared in place out of thin air!

"What, move out of thin air?" the oldest old man, Xu Qiang, was stunned for a moment, and then screamed with horror on his face.

Moving out of thin air, that is the means of clutching the True Venerable and the strong, how is this possible?

No......!

"Poof!"

But at this moment when Xu Qiang lost his mind, a hideous, narrow claw unceremoniously pierced his chest. The claw pulled hard, and he actually grabbed a fist-sized round golden pill.

Xu Qiang's body trembled, and he collapsed directly to the ground, spurting blood in a big gulp.

The process was almost fleeting and completely unresponsive. It was only after Xu Qiang breathed that Xu Shan shouted sadly: "Big brother!"

But it was this mental loss that made Xu Shan fall into a place of no return. Nearly 100 inches long gray Changhong directly slammed into Xu Shan's back, nailing it firmly to the floor of the ruins.

Immediately, a huge 'boom' was heard, and a terrifying sword light followed closely behind, directly submerging it.

Zhang Ji's original temporary cave mansion had already been divided into four or five years, revealing a large area of barren mountain land. In this way, the field of vision or activity space is naturally much wider.

Of course, it seems much easier to escape.

But Chu Tianxiong couldn't afford to have the slightest idea of escaping, so he could only stand in place with cold hands and feet, his eyes trembling.

"Monster...... , you're a monster!" Looking at the figure that frightened him not far away, Chu Tianxiong suddenly trembled.

"I've seen so many wizards and demons, either the leading leaders of the party, or the peerless pride recognized by the spirit world. How can they be inferior to you? How can they be inferior to you? Ah ......!"

As if he had been hit by some great impact, Chu Tianxiong hugged his head and roared.

The Huohuang Sword was at his feet, and he looked like his aura was gradually disappearing, which made people feel sad unconsciously.

"Answer me a question. Zhang Ji, who had beheaded three people in a row, didn't continue to chop, but asked a strange question: "What's your name?"

"That's right!" Chu Tianxiong was stunned when he heard this, and said silently in a low voice.

In his eyes, he was already mortal, how could he be happy?

"Hey, the cause of the past, the fruit of today!" It's just inexplicable, hearing Chu Tianxiong's words, Zhang Ji sighed slightly, and said strange words: "You saved me back then, and now I will repay you a favor!"

Zhang Ji shot out a sword light and drew a half-zhang circle on the ground.

"Swear by the sword species, sit in this circle for a hundred years, and I can let you live!" As he spoke, Zhang Ji laid down several prohibitions.

Chu Tianxiong didn't answer, but repeated the previous words in a low voice: "I saved you?"

"Hahaha! It's really kind!" After a long while, Chu Tianxiong suddenly looked up and laughed. It's just that in the tone, there is a sad color.

If you want to live, you can only sit in the circle for a hundred years. The boredom and loneliness of that time, and what ordinary people can understand?

Although Chu Tianxiong is not mentally tough, he is very decisive. After seeing him laugh, he made a sad oath, and the carrying object was his own sword.

The sword seed is the core of Chu Tianxiong's exercises, and Zhang Ji saw through his cultivation techniques, which led to the remark of 'swearing by the sword seed'. Because as long as the sword seed is broken, Chu Tianxiong's hundreds of years of penance will be destroyed.

That kind of loss is not comparable to a hundred years of captivity.

"Hey!"

With a somewhat sad sigh, Chu Tianxiong silently walked into the half-zhang circle, but his back was full of misery.

From now on, it will be a hundred years of captivity!

"The cause of the past, the effect of the present!"

Zhang Ji thought silently in his heart, looked at Chu Tianxiong and said softly: "Originally, I should have thanked you, but you single-handedly subverted it. Meditating here for 100 years, I hope you can gain something!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ji controlled the dirt and stones, covering up the half-zhang circle.

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