"Hello."
Jiang Chen opened his mouth and shouted.
However, Tang Chuchu had already left.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from his sight.
Jiang Chen frowned and muttered: "Who is the leader of the Tianmen Sect? Why does he have to save me over and over again? Is he Grandpa?"
Jiang Chen thought of someone.
That is his grandfather Jiang Tian.
The thought flashed through my mind.
He doesn't think so.
There is obviously a fragrance on this person, and her hands are very soft. Although she is wearing a mask, she has long black hair. She should be a woman, and she should not be too old.
"Who on earth is it?"
Jiang Chen tried hard to figure it out, but he couldn't figure it out. He didn't dare to think about Tang Chuchu's identity as the leader of the Tianmen Sect, because it was too unbelievable.
However, what is certain is that the Tianmen Sect Master is very strong.
Also very crazy.
He actually wanted to go back and kill the First Blood Emperor and Ouyang Lang who were number one on the Heavenly Ranking.
He was also worried that something would happen to the leader of the Tianmen Sect.
He did not leave, but sat cross-legged on the ground and quickly activated his Qi.
As soon as he activated his true energy, the poisonous insects in his body began to cause trouble, biting his flesh and blood crazily.
"Damn it, die."
Jiang Chen roared.
Mobilize the true energy that reaches the peak of Yang, and use the true energy to forcibly kill the Gu insects.
Even though this could kill the Gu insect, he would still suffer unbearable pain, and he would also suffer internal injuries.
But he endured the pain.
As for internal injuries.
As long as there are no poisonous insects in his body, this internal injury is nothing to him and he can heal it in minutes.
Tang Chuchu turned back with the True Evil Sword.
When she went back, Ouyang Lang and the First Blood Emperor had not left yet. They gathered together and discussed something.
At this moment, the two of them looked into the distance at the same time.
I saw Tang Chuchu wearing a mask turning back, and the True Evil Sword in her hand had been unsheathed.
This is a black sword with a slightly curved blade that exudes a depressing aura.
"The ghost is really lingering." Ouyang Lang's face darkened.
He glanced at the First Blood Emperor and said, "Let's go together and kill the Tianmen Sect Master first."
The First Blood Emperor nodded.
The two bodies flew into the sky at the same time, one on the left and the other on the right to double-team Tang Chuchu.
Tang Chuchu held the True Evil Sword, and his aura surged. He slashed out the long sword in his hand, and a sword light dozens of meters long emerged from the sword body, approaching Ouyang Lang.
Ouyang Lang raised his heavy sword to resist.
The heavy sword also bloomed with sword light.
However, these sword lights were instantly shattered by the magic sword.
clang!
The terrifying black sword light attacks the heavy sword.
There was a loud noise.
Ouyang Lang felt a terrible force permeate his whole body. He was shaken back by this force. The blood in his body was boiling, his throat was hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
At this moment, his old face was solemn.
"What a terrifying power."
He refined the spirit turtle inner elixir and had already climbed the second ladder.
But he couldn't stand the direct blow from the Tianmen Clan Master.
He was shocked by the strength of Tianmen Sect Master.
After being shocked, it quickly subsided.
"die."
The stronger the leader of Tianmen is, the stronger the murderous intention in his heart is.
Such a powerful enemy must die.
Otherwise, it will be a disaster in the future.
At this moment, the First Blood Emperor used strange movement skills to get behind Tang Chuchu.
He stretched out a pair of pale hands from his wide sleeves, and when he raised his hands, the terrifying true energy materialized.
This true energy affected Tang Chuchu, and Tang Chuchu felt that the blood in his body was being sucked out.
"Damn it."
He cursed angrily, turned around and slashed out with his sword.
She used the Demon Sword Art, and it was a Demon Sword Art with murderous intent.
The power of a sword is so terrifying.
The First Blood Emperor did not dare to directly attack him and quickly dodged to avoid it.
At this moment, Ouyang Lang came to kill with a heavy sword and shouted: "First Blood Emperor, use all your strength, otherwise you will not be able to kill the Tianmen Sect Master."
"good."
The First Blood Emperor responded loudly.
A burst of blood suddenly burst out from his palm, and the blood light gathered together to form a blood-red long sword. He held the long sword and attacked Tang Chuchu from behind.
Fierce fighting broke out in this area.
Tang Chuchu relied on the power of turtle blood, the magic sword technique, the Earthly Evil Qi, and the murderous intent to fight one against two, and faced off against the two strongest men in the world today.
On a rock in the distance,
Here sits an old man wearing a wide white robe.
The old man has a crew cut, and his hair is half black and half.
He stared at the battle in the distance.
Looking at Tang Chuchu wearing a mask and the terrifying True Evil Sword in her hand, there was a hint of solemnity on her face.
"True Evil Sword, who is the leader of Tianmen? Is it Tang Chuchu?"
The person sitting on the rock is none other than someone else.
He is Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian's strength is already at the late peak of the Eighth Realm, and he is just one step away from reaching the ladder of heaven.
He didn't get the spirit turtle inner elixir, but he got the turtle gallbladder.
The effect of turtle gallbladder is not inferior to that of Neidan, and it is also the complete turtle gallbladder.
He has been refining in seclusion for the past few months.
After learning about this international martial arts exchange conference, he came to join in the fun, but he did not show up and remained hidden.
I saw Tianmenmen taking the initiative to use the True Evil Sword, and saw her fighting one against two.
Jiang Tian also had doubts about the identity of the Tianmen leader.
He remembered that Tang Chuchu could ignore the negative impact of the True Evil Sword.
He knew that the True Evil Sword was in Tang Chuchu's hands.
But he knew Tang Chuchu's strength, he was only in the third level.
And the masked Tianmen Sect Master in front of him is definitely stronger than the Eighth Realm, and he has at least climbed to the second ladder.
"Devil Sword Art?"
Jiang Tian recognized it again. The master of Tianmen was using the invincible swordsmanship created by the True Evil King in his half-mad and half-demon state.
He had seen this swordsmanship before, but had no way of practicing it.
Now that he saw the Tianmen Sect master displaying it, he couldn't help but stood up in shock.
"Who is this?"
He looked quite solemn.
"What a gloomy true energy. Her true energy is so gentle and gentle. This true energy can be used to cast the Demonic Sword Art, making the Demonic Sword Art even more powerful."
Jiang Tian watched the battle from a distance and also commented.
Seeing Tang Chuchu fighting one against two, I couldn't help but feel frightened.
Fighting rages in this area.
And in another place.
The strong men from the Gu Sect left quickly with the captured world masters, but before they could go far, they were blocked.
Blocking the way was a man wearing half a silver-white mask.
The man stood on the road with his hands behind his back.
"Who's blocking the way?"
A strong man from the Gu sect drew his sword and shouted coldly.
This is Murong Chong.
He slowly took off the mask from his face.
"this……"
When the powerful Gu sect saw it, they were all stunned and backed away slightly.
Murong Chong put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "You are all from the Gu Sect. I was once the leader of the Gu Sect. I really can't bear to take action against you, but you have gone astray."
Murong Chong looked helpless.
These people were once his men.
Now he is helping Ouyang Lang do something against his will.
He promised Jiang Chen that if he could not regain the Gu sect disciples again, then he would have to get rid of them.
"You, Murong Chong, aren't you dead?"
"Ah!"
Murong smiled faintly.
His body flashed and disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared behind everyone.
The Gu sect disciple slowly fell to the ground.
The group of captured world powerhouses were dumbfounded by this scene.
What kind of place is Daxia, and why are strong people emerging in endlessly?
