Jiang Tian snorted coldly: "Is it possible that your Wanhua Pavilion is the only one who has inherited it from ancient times? This secret technique of turning blood into spirit is not a big deal!"
Before he finished speaking, with a thought in his mind, the blood blade fragment in his hand levitated, trembling slightly, and then turned into a streak of blood, leaving numerous afterimages, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Before Chu Ningyan could react, the bloody blade fragment seemed to break through the space, suddenly appeared in front of her, and then disappeared again, turning into a red line and shooting towards her heart.
A look of horror appeared in Chu Ningyan's eyes. There was only a streak of blood in her sight that was constantly expanding. She wanted to dodge and avoid the bombardment of the bloody glow, but time seemed to have stagnated and her movements became strange. It was extremely slow, but the red light transformed from the fragments of the blood blade was still coming at speed.
boom!
In the eyes of everyone, Chu Ningyan only shook her body slightly when facing the bloody blade, and then the blood light penetrated her heart, and finally flew back to Jiang Tian's hands.
"you you……!"
Chu Ningyan raised her finger and pointed at Jiang Tian. Blood gurgled out from the corner of her mouth, and her skirt was soaked with blood. She gritted her teeth and said loudly: "Pavilion Master, avenge me!"
Before she finished speaking, a cloud of blood mist burst out from the wound on her chest, and then she fell towards the sea like a meteorite, sinking into the sea with a pop.
"Elder Chu, Elder Chu...!"
When the monks in Wanhua Pavilion saw this scene, they were all stunned. No one expected that Chu Ningyan, who had a middle-level cultivation in Zifu and was good at the secret method of soul attack, would actually die in Jiang Tian's hands.
Lin Wenlong's face was full of shock, and he stammered: "This, this is a strong man in the middle stage of Zifu! He was actually killed by Young Master Jiang like this. Young Master Jiang, how strong is he?"
"The magic weapon in this kid's hand is so powerful, and his speed is so fast that it's almost impossible to guard against it!"
"I didn't expect that Elder Chu would die in his hands. I'm afraid only the Pavilion Master himself could capture him. If we had known he was so powerful, we shouldn't have captured his mother in the first place. Otherwise, why would we be here today? These things!"
"That's right. Although there are not many people in this world whose souls are compatible with the Holy Goddess, there are definitely more than one. We are still too impatient!"
…
The monks of Wanhua Pavilion were all shaking their heads and sighing at this moment. The saint had not yet arrived, but as a result, one of the middle-term monks of Zifu, who was the mainstay of the sect, had already died.
Not to mention that the bloody blade fragment in Jiang Tian's hand was still shining with a dazzling light at this moment. If he were to attack him rashly, who knows how many people would die?
Jiang Tian lowered his head and looked at the blood blade fragment suspended in his palm, and was secretly surprised. This was the first time he had used the Dragon God Transformation after he advanced to the middle stage of Yuan Dan. When he used the blood blade fragment again, he did not expect it to be so powerful. A middle-stage cultivator from Zifu was easily killed in this way.
Of course, this is also because Chu Ningyan underestimated the enemy, and she only practiced the secret method of soul attack, and was not good at controlling magic weapons and fighting with weapons.
However, even if it were another middle-term Zifu cultivator, facing Jiang Tian's blow, even if he did not die, he would definitely be severely injured.
The pretty face of the beautiful woman in the white dress no longer looked as calm and demure as before. Her eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were filled with raging anger. She gritted her teeth and said: "Damn boy, you dare to kill me, the elder of Wanhua Pavilion. Today I will fight you till death!"
Before she finished speaking, she took a step forward, her figure flashed, and she appeared thousands of feet away in front of Jiang Tian, confronting him from a distance.
"Mr. Lin, the next battle is extremely dangerous. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you. You should leave first! I will let the Black Blade puppet protect you!"
Jiang Tian turned to look at Lin Wenlong, who was still standing firmly behind him even though he was shivering, and signaled Lin Wenlong to leave.
The opponent was a late-stage cultivator from the Zifu. No matter how confident Jiang Tian was in his own strength, he never felt confident that he could protect Lin Wenlong Zhouquan.
"Okay, Mr. Jiang, I won't hold you back here! I will keep this puppet for you. If it gets separated, Mr. Jiang, please come to Cangnan City to find me. I will always wait for you there!" Lin Wenlong nodded to Jiang Tian, then gritted his teeth, and flew out of the sea area of Wanhua Pavilion together with the Black Blade puppet.
"Okay, now we can have a good fight!" Jiang Tian looked at the beautiful woman in the white dress in front of him, with pride in his eyes.
He had accumulated a lot in the ancient battlefield, and was only one step away from advancing to the late stage of Yuan Dan. He was only worried that his advancement speed would be too fast and his foundation would be unstable, so he forcibly suppressed his cultivation.
His opponent at this moment is a real late-stage cultivator from the Zifu. If he fights with all his strength, regardless of victory or defeat, I believe he can solidify his foundation. At that time, things will fall into place, and he will naturally be able to advance to the late-stage Yuan Dan.
The beautiful woman in the white dress sneered disdainfully: "I, Yu Qiushui, have seen many geniuses, but this is the first time I have seen one like you. I can give you a chance to live, as long as you make an oath of heaven." , promise to become a disciple of my Wanhua Pavilion, and never betray me in this life, and I will forgive you for killing Elder Chu. When the time comes, your mother will become the vessel for the coming of the Holy Lady, and you will also be loyal to me, Wanhua Pavilion, This is also a good story, you should think about it carefully! If you don't agree to this condition, although I love talents, I will kill you no matter what today, otherwise my Wanhua Pavilion will be disgraced!"
Jiang Tian sneered and looked at Yu Qiu Shui, and said calmly: "Your Excellency is really good at scheming. You want to erase my mother's soul, and you also want me to serve you in Wanhua Pavilion. Although it is night now, you can't do this sweet dream. It’s a little too good!”
He paused for a moment, looked at Yu Qiushui, whose face was filled with anger, and said in a deep voice: "Besides, in today's world, there are many monks like me, just like crucian carp crossing the river. You don't see much of it. That's Because you, the Wanhua Pavilion, have been hiding in the gap of time and space to continue Dao Zang, and all you see are the crooked melons and cracked jujubes like you in the Wanhua Pavilion. If you have little experience, you will naturally make a fuss easily!"
boom!
When Yu Qiushui heard Jiang Tian's words, she was furious. Purple light erupted from her body like a blazing flame, and even her pretty face became a little distorted by anger.
"How dare you mock me? I've already given you a chance, but it's a pity that you don't know how to cherish it. Well, I want to see if this magic weapon in your hand can hurt me?"
Yu Qiushui gritted her teeth, waved her hand gently, and put it on a jade bracelet on her snow-white wrist. A misty clear light immediately bloomed, and then a long sword wrapped with purple thunder suddenly appeared in front of her. hands.
