The Xue Jian went berserk in an instant, shouting at the sky, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.
"Haha, Blood Sword, people don't take you seriously at all. It's really interesting."
Lu Xiong from the Ba Dao Sect next to him said with a mocking smile.
"Lu Xiong, I can kill this kind of trash instantly!"
Xue Jian said loudly.
"Instant kill? Hey, the opponent is a big level below you. You take elixirs and use magical weapons, but you still can't kill him. The Phantom Gate turns out to be so useless. The eighth prince is still watching."
Lu Xiong sneered.
"Eighth Prince..."
Xue Jian looked at Baili Yun out of the corner of his eye. The other person's face was ashen, which showed that he was very dissatisfied with his pursuit.
"Blood Sword, if you can't kill this person, I think there is no need for you to live."
Baili Yun suddenly said coldly.
"Ah?! Yes, yes."
Xue Jian was shocked. He originally wanted to show his loyalty and make meritorious deeds, but now, he actually got involved in it.
"You guys can chat first, I'm leaving."
Ye Lang took a quick glance and rushed towards a higher place.
"Where to go!"
This time, his life was in danger, and Xue Jian had no reason to let Ye Lang go, so he activated his body skills and chased after him.
While moving forward, Ye Lang secretly deployed several formations on the mountain wall.
Although this formation is relatively simple, it only has the effect of delaying the Blood Sword.
"What's going on?"
Xue Jian suddenly felt as if his feet were stuck by something, unable to move forward.
"Hateful!"
Time is running out, and if Ye Lang continues to climb, his disadvantage will become greater and greater.
"Boom!"
A blood palm bombarded the mountain wall, and the formation under his feet was instantly shattered.
However, when he broke the formation, Ye Lang forced it several hundred feet.
On the Tiandao Mountain, it is suppressed by the law, and every step is difficult. It is not easy to chase these hundreds of feet.
"Blood Eye Sword Qi-Kill!"
The blood sword swung the heart-piercing sword and sent out several sword energy again, trying to kill Ye Lang.
"Haha, you are not aware enough, Blood Sword!"
After reaching a new level, Ye Lang felt that his foundation had improved again, and a lot of special immortal energy around him was automatically infused into his body. He even had signs of a breakthrough.
"As expected of Tiandao Mountain, it's so magical."
Ye Lang was very excited. This time he had to go to the highest peak and see the most beautiful scene.
"Dragon Pattern Sword - Cut!"
Ye Lang opened the inscription, and slashed down several sword energy with the Dragon Pattern Sword. Together with the Tai Chi seal, he actually blocked the pursuit of the bloody sword energy. It can be seen that his current strength has been significantly improved compared to before.
"Xuanhuang draws Qi!"
When the "Chaos Sacred Heart Technique" was used again, the extremely pure heavenly immortal energy around him surged crazily towards Ye Lang's body.
These immortal energies were condensed in his body, and then refined through the "Chaos Sacred Heart Art". Ye Lang's true foundation soared rapidly, breaking through to the fourth level of Taixian!
"Hahaha, this kind of power is really too strong."
Ye Lang laughed loudly, making the Xue Jian chasing him even more angry and helpless.
"Asshole!"
Xue Jian cursed, then took out a first-grade flying fairy weapon, placed it at his feet, and chased Ye Lang.
This magical weapon is like a skateboard. After stepping on it, the speed of the blood sword increases rapidly, and it catches up immediately.
"This thing is really good, so let me keep it."
Ye Lang deliberately stopped and pretended to feel uncomfortable.
"Haha, although you have broken through to the fourth level of Taixian, climbing to this height of a thousand feet is already the limit. You can't go up. Of course, once your useless cultivation is suppressed by the laws of heaven, it will be difficult to move even an inch."
Xue Jian was overjoyed, thinking that Ye Lang was suppressed by the laws of heaven and could not move forward, but he didn't know that there was no such thing.
Ye Lang gathered his swords and pens and used a formation specifically designed to deal with physical and magical powers in the "General Theory of Formation".
"Then you come here and catch me."
Ye Lang mocked.
"Asshole, do you think I will let you go? It's just wishful thinking!"
Xue Jian stepped on the "skateboard", flew up, and attacked Ye Lang.
"Thousands of clues!"
Ye Lang saw the blood sword entering the formation, instantly activating the formation eye, and countless threads suddenly appeared on the stone wall, all wrapped around the skateboard.
"What?!"
Xue Jian originally wanted to be cool and kill Ye Lang instantly by stepping on the "skateboard" in the air, and then scattered on the mountain wall, but a large number of silk threads below entangled the "skateboard" and threw his body directly.
"Blood Sword, this 'skateboard' is mine."
Ye Lang stretched out his hand, hundreds of silk threads wrapped around the skateboard and returned to Ye Lang's hand.
"You, you!"
Xue Jian's face turned red from suppressing the pain, and instantly became "red-hot".
"Trash, keep chasing me!"
Ye Lang added fuel to the fire, made a face at the blood sword, and then rushed towards the top on his "skateboard".
"This kid is too evil, we can't let him continue to go up."
The eighth prince Bailiyun felt that Ye Lang must have a big secret, so he asked him to continue playing with the blood sword, fearing that he would have long nights and many dreams.
"Lu Xiong, go and kill Ye Lang, and I will protect your Ba Dao Sect!"
Baili Yun said to Lu Xiong who was carrying a black sword not far away.
"Thank you, Eighth Prince, I understand."
Lu Xiong was overjoyed. This blood sword was so useless that it was finally his turn to take action.
"ah!"
He shouted loudly, and the big knife in his hand was inserted directly into the mountain wall, and then the handle of the knife continued to extend, growing crazily.
Then, using the blade inserted into the mountain wall as a fulcrum, he threw himself out of the sky like a swing.
"Ye Lang!"
He drew back his broadsword in the air, then descended from the mountain like a tiger and slashed at Ye Lang.
"Another one!"
Ye Lang's eyebrows froze and his eyes focused.
"Leaping Dragon Slash!"
Suddenly a dragon-shaped sword energy was released, but this sword energy was unable to cause substantial damage to Lu Xiong.
"Haha, kill!"
Lu Xiong instantly chopped off the sword energy, and the black iron sword continued to slash at Ye Lang.
"Flying around!"
Ye Lang left an afterimage on the spot, and his body left instantly.
The afterimage was cut in half by the black iron sword on the spot.
"wrong!"
Lu Xiong immediately sensed that the afterimage was not Ye Lang's real body, and turned to look up high, where Ye Lang appeared.
"Haha, I'm leaving!"
Ye Lang greased the soles of his feet and stepped on the "skateboard" to glide freely toward higher places.
"Damn it, Blood Sword, you idiot. Not only did you not kill this person, you also gave him a flying fairy weapon. What a waste!"
Seeing that he could not catch Ye Lang with one strike, Lu Xiong vented his emotions on the blood sword.
"I, Cao, who do you think you are? How dare you say that to me?"
Xue Jian was furious. He was the genius of the Phantom Sect after all. How could he dominate the Sword Sect? The people ridiculed him and immediately retorted.
"Just wait to die!"
According to Lu Xiong's temper, he should fight back, but with the Eighth Prince here, he must put his mission first and repeat his old tricks to chase Ye Lang.
