Zhang Tianjian, a general of the Nanhan Dynasty, had a cultivation level of the fifth level of the inner alchemy realm. He had a high attainment in the swordsmanship and mastered 300,000 Iron Cavalry.

He was wearing a blue brocade robe, with a white cloth made of silk tied to his forehead, his black hair was loose, his figure was upright, his face was cold and arrogant, his hands were wrapped around his chest, and his left hand was holding a swordsman's scabbard.

He glanced at Huang Feng Shiqi Fight and snorted slightly.

Huang Feng's Seventeen Evils are evil demons chased by major dynasties. If it weren't for snatching the Dragon Eagle of the Sky, he would have taken action long ago.

When he thought of the Dragon Eagle in the Sky, his heart suddenly became hot.

If the Dragon Eagle in the Sky is tamed, the war strength of the Southern Han Dynasty will definitely be stronger.

Such monsters thrown into the battlefield are definitely weapons of war!

Huang Feng Shiqi Evil also noticed Zhang Tianjian.

They sneered, deliberately spoke loudly, and mocked Zhang Tianjian.

"I didn't expect that the dignified dynasty generals would come to fight for these things with us."

"Shh, whisper, I'm Zhang Tianjian, a powerful swordsman. Although I was rejected by the Sword Emperor, I'm still very powerful."

"Hahaha, he believed that he had a strong talent in swordsmanship, but he was despised by the Great Zhou Sword Emperor and had no swordsmanship."

"You are going to die, don't you hit someone in the face!"

"I wonder if the sword cultivator's meat is delicious."

Zhang Tianjian's face became even more ugly when he heard this, and there was a vague tendency to draw his sword.

Being rejected by the Sword Emperor was the most shameful thing in his life.

Fifteen years ago, he understood the sword intent, swept the enemy country, and his reputation spread far, which made him expand his confidence, so he went to become a disciple of the Great Zhou Sword Emperor.

However, the Great Zhou Sword Emperor rejected him in front of everyone, saying that his swordsmanship was not talented enough and it was difficult to become a great person.

After that, he returned to the Nanhan Dynasty in shame and became a general.

But this matter became his laughing stock, and even if fifteen years have passed, it has been mentioned by people from time to time.

He dared not hate the Great Zhou Sword Emperor, after all, that person was above the dynasty.

But he is not afraid of Huang Feng’s seventeen evil spirits.

In his eyes, Huang Feng Seventeen evil spirits are already dead.

Seeing that Zhang Tianjian was about to explode, Huang Feng's seventeen evil spirits began to change the topic.

They are still very afraid of Zhang Tianjian, and they don’t want people to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Time continues to pass.

The roar of the dragon eagle in the sky began to weaken, and even the demonic aura that shrouded the woods was weakening.

Finally someone couldn't help it.

The man jumped up from the woods like a swallow, stepped on the mountain walls like flat ground, and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Seeing this, others also acted one after another, including Zhang Tianjian and Huang Feng Shiqi Fierce, all rushed up the mountain.

In order to compete for the Dragon Eagle in the Sky, all the seventeen ferocious ferocious people were dispatched, leaving no guardian Zhou Xuanji and the other two.

In the woods.

Zhou Xuanji leaned his neck and saw a monk rushing towards the peak through the gaps between the leaves. Some people flew with their swords and some people rushed along the mountain walls. They were really showing their magical powers and were very spectacular.

"Have all the seventeen evil spirits of Huang Feng gone up?"

Zhou Xuanji asked in his heart that the sword spirit's ability was not only to help him explain how to use the Supreme Divine Sword System, but also to help him guard against the situation around him, and even speculate on the other party's emotional fluctuations.

"There is no trace of them within a radius of five hundred meters."

The sword spirit replied quickly, and Zhou Xuanji immediately called out the Red Dragon Sword.

The divine sword in the Supreme Divine Sword system can be driven by mental power, which is very perfect.

His mind moved, and the Red Dragon Sword easily cut off the red rope on his body like a slash of hair.

Xiao Jiang Xue breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, tried to stay calm, and whispered: "Let's run quickly."

Zhou Xuanji nodded, then jumped up, jumped onto the Red Dragon Sword, and then reached out to pull Xiao Jiangxue up.

Flying with a sword!

Zhou Xuanji does not understand sword control, but I can still easily do it.

In the past two years, he has not only absorbed energy and practiced.

He transported his spiritual power to the soles of his shoes, connected himself closely with the Red Dragon Sword, and at the same time he hugged Xiao Jiangxue and began to travel through the woods.

The Red Dragon Sword is not fast, let alone the inner alchemy powerhouse, ordinary foundation-building cultivators can easily catch up.

"ah--"

Before Zhou Xuanji and the others could fly out of the woods, a scream came from the sky above the woods.

The strong wind whistled, causing the woods to fall and dust to fly.

Zhou Xuanji hurriedly controlled the Red Dragon Sword to fly upwards, but he didn't want to be killed by the trees.

The leaves turned into blades and were cut on Zhou Xuanji and Xiao Jiangxue.

Zhou Xuanji was fine. He practiced the Golden Body Art and his body was harder than ordinary people, but Xiao Jiangxue was not good. When they flew out of the woods, Xiao Jiangxue was already scarred and had several small cuts on her cheeks, almost disfigured.

Zhou Xuanji didn't bother to comfort her and fled with the sword.

He looked back and saw a giant eagle flying under the clouds.

Dragon Eagle in the Sky!

Its feathers are brown and have wingspans of ten feet. It has a pair of dragon horns on its head and a dragon tail. The black dragon scales are shining with a cold light in the air.

Huang Feng Seventeen evil spirits rode on their mounts to cast spells and attacked the Dragon Eagle in the Sky.

Zhang Tianjian and other monks also flew in the air and besieged the Dragon Eagle in the Sky.

Faced with their siege, the Sky Dragon Eagle was soon injured, and blood fell from the air.

Zhou Xuanji is unknown to the future battle situation. He is flying hard and fleeing here.

The cold wind was biting, and Xiao Jiangxue hugged Zhou Xuanji tightly. Even though she was in pain, she didn't scream.

After crossing the mountain and away from the Dragon Eagle in the Sky, Zhou Xuanji slowed down.

He turned around and looked at Xiao Jiangxue and said guiltily: "Wait a minute, when we arrive at a safe place, I will help you heal your wounds."

Xiao Jiangxue nodded and smiled and said, "I'm fine."

Zhou Xuanji sighed, without saying much, and continued to move forward with the sword.

It took about two hours to fly.

The Red Dragon Sword landed in a valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with many flowers, plants and trees at the bottom, making it easy to avoid body shape.

After landing, Zhou Xuanji put the Red Dragon Sword into the Supreme Curtain, and then took out the spiritual medicine to wipe Xiao Jiangxue's wound.

These spiritual medicines all come from Ye Feifan of the Lihuo Demon Sect. He once asked Qiu Baili for the name and efficacy of these medicine bottles. He didn't want to take them as poison.

During the process of applying the medicine, Xiao Jiangxue's face kept twitching and sucking cold air from time to time, which made Zhou Xuanji frightened and even more nervous than applying medicine to himself.

After a stick of incense, Xiao Jiangxue's wounds were all restored, and the blood scabs were wiped away, and her delicate skin was revealed again, leaving only tiny red marks.

"Good medicine!"

Zhou Xuanji sighed.

"It's indeed a good medicine, it's my fault."

Ye Qiniang's voice suddenly came from above, scaring Zhou Xuanji and Xiao Jiangxue to jump up on the spot.

They looked up and saw Ye Qiniang, who was covered in blood, standing on the mountain wall, nearly thirty meters from the bottom of the valley.

Zhou Xuanji's face darkened, and he still underestimated the flight speed of the inner alchemy cultivator.

But what about Ye Qiniang's mount?

Why are there other sixteen murderers not here? Are they all dead?

Ye Qiniang slowly slid down the mountain wall. Her breath was unstable and she didn't even fly in the air, which made Zhou Xuanji's eyes lit up.

Is this evil woman seriously injured?

The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven bypass?

It's time for me to kill!
Chapter completed!