"Hmph, I don't know who the great protector is in the Demon Palace. If you step in, I believe someone will take care of you!"
Jian Dingkun said sternly, he actually saw through the other party's identity at a glance, the Great Protector of the Demon Palace. This identity means that he has at least the cultivation of a high-level spiritual sect, and the strange old man in front of him made Jian Dingkun feel unable to fight!
"I, Nie Tiansheng, Master of the Sword Sect, you are the one who walked out of the desolate sword tomb a hundred years ago. It is a pity that you are willing to live in the Western Border. If you had joined a force in the Central Continent a hundred years ago, your current achievements would be no less than my achievements."
The Great Protector Nie Tiansheng smiled lightly and did not take Jian Dingkun's threat seriously, as if Jian Dingkun and tens of thousands of people were already within his grasp.
There were vague fluctuations in his body, reaching the eighth level of the Spiritual Sect!
Tang Xingfeng's face was solemn. He was not sure whether the simplified Bahuang Sword Formation with Jian Dingkun as the main formation could defeat Nie Tiansheng. He secretly communicated with Ah Lu through a message.
Ah Lu's reply was as expected, Ah Lu couldn't take action and let him solve it on his own.
Jian Dingkun also felt a faint spiritual pressure. He roughly judged Nie Tiansheng's strength, and was frightened. He didn't expect that this time the West Demon Hall hid a big trap. A high-level spiritual sect, a strong man of this level entered In Western Xinjiang, is it really true that the gods and ghosts are not aware of it?
Now that things have come to this point, it is impossible to retreat, the only way is to advance.
Jian Dingkun was worthy of being a hero. He suddenly regained his consciousness, his sword intent surged to the sky, and he looked directly at a high-level spiritual sect with his sharp eyes.
"Huh?"
Nie Tiansheng made a surprised sound and said with a smile: "Master Jian, I just arrived in Xijiang yesterday, and I am considered a guest after all. Today, you brought people to the door. Could it be that this is the way of hospitality in Xijiang?" ?”
"You are not welcome in Xijiang, please come back!"
As he said that, Jian Dingkun's sword intention became more and more sharp. Both sides knew that the power of words was just a cloud, and in the end, they had to rely on their hands to see the truth!
"Speaking wild words, Jian Dingkun, take the move!"
The leader of the West Demon Hall, Li Ji, was the first to take action. As soon as the demonic energy came out, it was like a black quagmire, surrounding Jian Dingkun, trying to restrain him.
The alliance army immediately retreated to avoid the aftermath of the battle between the Lingzong masters. At this time, a dense number of figures rushed out from the lair of the West Demon Hall.
"break!"
Jian Dingkun cut through the black mire with a sword, and the sword light came to Li Ji in an instant.
Li Ji pulled away and faced Jian Dingkun's attack. Even though his cultivation level took advantage of him, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy. Jian Dingkun's swordsmanship was extremely powerful.
When he retreated, he was very calm, and even showed a sinister smile unintentionally. He controlled the magic power in detail, and secretly drove a trace of power into Jian Dingkun's body, but Jian Dingkun didn't notice it at all.
Such techniques and means are unpredictable.
"Jian Dingkun, although your attack is strong, in terms of defense, you are still far behind!"
Li Ji laughed loudly for the first time, perhaps because of the current situation. Xi Mo Tang was already confident of winning, and he himself was confident that he could defeat Jian Dingkun today.
Of course, the magic power hidden in Jian Dingkun's body has not been accumulated enough. Even if it breaks out now, it will not pose a fatal threat to Jian Dingkun.
boom!
Li Ji stepped into the void and retreated nearly a hundred feet, completely neutralizing the power of the sword light.
He was right. In terms of attack, he was indeed inferior to Jian Dingkun's swordsmanship, but in terms of defense, his methods were much better than Jian Dingkun's.
"Formation!"
Jian Dingkun issued the order.
Faced with such a situation, it would be unwise for him to struggle with Li Ji alone. The only way to defeat the enemy is the simplified Eight Desolations Sword Formation.
Jian Dingkun changed his moves immediately. Under the cover of his sword intention, three feet of light yellow sword energy condensed in an instant, and then, seven more barren sword energy behind him took shape one after another!
Li Ji frowned and glanced at the eight people one by one, namely Jian Dingkun, Old Man Xuankong, Dongfang Lin, Xuechanghe, Master Tianshuo, Old Man Tu Feng, and the two juniors, Jian Teng and Tang Xingfeng!
"Hmph, Jian Dingkun, is this your preparation for staying in retreat for a month?"
Li Ji asked in a deep voice. He was cautious by nature. He retreated behind Nie Tiansheng and exchanged a look with Nie Tiansheng. Everything here was dominated by Nie Tiansheng. After all, the status of the great protector was much higher than that of ordinary protectors.
Nie Tiansheng also noticed that Jian Teng and Tang Xingfeng, two juniors in the Spirit Emperor realm, could not catch his eye, and he couldn't help showing contempt.
"Um?"
Just now, Nie Tiansheng noticed a vague aura, and the aura disappeared immediately, but he did not think it was an illusion, and instead fell into deep thought.
Nie Tiansheng said coldly: "Trouble has come again. Li Ji, Li Huasheng, I will help you to clear the formation first. It is best for you to resolve this battle on your own..."
Li Ji and Li Huasheng seemed to understand something when they heard this, and they nodded solemnly.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the eight light yellow sword energy buzzed, and in the blink of an eye, they merged into a giant sword ten feet long. The giant sword has not yet been deployed, but around the double blades of the giant sword, there are shocking spatial cracks intertwined and intertwined. Sometimes it disappears and sometimes appears.
As the core of the main formation, Jian Dingkun saw the seal on his hand changing, and he controlled the giant sword to slash down quickly. The target of this sword was none other than the Great Protector Nie Tiansheng!
"What!"
Nie Tiansheng's expression suddenly changed. He had a far-sighted vision and could see at a glance how extraordinary the sword energy was. Not only was this sword energy powerful enough to reach the level of a high-level spiritual sect, it also contained a special kind of power.
This special power is naturally the power of desolation.
"Li Ji, Li Huasheng, follow me and take action!"
Nie Tiansheng shouted anxiously. Just now he said that he was inconvenient to take action, but now he didn't care so much. If Li Ji and Li Huasheng were to take this sword, someone would definitely be killed.
In desperation, Li Ji showed a cruel look on his face.
"Jian Dingkun, go to hell!"
Li Ji also couldn't care less, he let the demonic power in Jian Dingkun's body explode in advance!
Without any warning, Jian Dingkun spat out a large mouthful of blood. While he was vomiting blood, the Desolate Giant Sword struck almost at the same time.
Nie Tiansheng, Li Ji and Li Huasheng all worked together to resist the giant sword. With a rumble, the Desolate Giant Sword and the three demonic powers formed a stalemate. The space shook violently. The demonic powers released by the three of them were slowly being eaten away. .
It should be noted that the demonic power they cultivated was extremely pure, which made them even more unbelievable. Seeing the demonic power being eaten away, Nie Tiansheng and the other three were frightened. Fortunately, as the desolate sword energy weakened, the giant sword also shrank.
Li Ji and Li Huasheng's expressions flickered, and they seemed to feel frightened for a while. What kind of attack was this? Even the Great Protector could hardly stop it!
If Jian Dingkun hadn't been injured at the critical moment, their situation would have been even worse.
"Leader, what's wrong with you?"
Dongfang Lin, the great elder of the Haori Sword Sect, asked nervously.
Tang Xingfeng and others were also puzzled as to why Jian Dingkun would vomit blood for no reason. As the core of the main formation, Jian Dingkun was injured by vomiting blood, and the other seven people in the formation suffered some backlash.
"I'm fine. Everyone, please use your strength. Open the Eight Desolate Sword Formation!"
Jian Dingkun suppressed his injuries and responded indifferently. He wiped the blood from his mouth with an extremely ferocious expression.
Only then did he understand what Li Ji meant when he mocked him for being too weak in defense. Unknowingly, he had been plotted against by Li Ji.
"Bahuang Sword Formation, open!"
Seven people agreed.
Buzzing, buzzing, Tang Xingfeng and others obeyed the command and went all out to activate the Desolate Sword Qi.
Originally, the giant sword of desolation shrunk by half, but when the giant sword shrunk to five feet, the eight desolate sword energies were injected into the giant sword, and the power of the giant sword was stimulated again, and it expanded rapidly.
Soon, the Desolation Giant Sword returned to its ten-foot length and returned to its peak power.
"Humph, Li Ji, it depends on whether your proud defense can withstand my sword. The swordsman's killing is enough!"
