"With your skills, you are worthy of this magical weapon?" Liao Weizhong looked down at Jiang Zhou condescendingly, his eyes full of contempt, and he almost snorted this sentence.
"Look at the sword!" Being so scorned by his opponent, Jiang Zhou was also furious. No matter how powerful his opponent was, he turned around and swung the Qingfeng Sword, and the heavy sword shadow swept towards Liao Weizhong!
"Hmph! The swordsmanship is exquisite! It's a pity..." Liao Weizhong smiled coldly. He could also see that the Qingfeng sword technique used by Jiang Zhou was exquisite. However, with his current body, no matter how exquisite Jiang Zhou's sword technique was,
, it’s useless if you can’t hurt him! He simply didn’t dodge and let the Qingfeng Sword leave wounds on his body. Then, these wounds healed at an extremely fast speed, and not even much blood flowed out!
After Jiang Zhou had used more than ten moves in succession, Liao Weizhong laughed ferociously, waved his hand, and directly pressed down on Jiang Zhou's head. With a bang, the next moment, there were many deep wounds on the ground.
Palm print!
Turning around again, Jiang Zhou could barely avoid the slap, but he couldn't control his body. He rolled on the ground several times before he stopped. He staggered and managed to stand up, but his body was already covered with scars.
, panting, he raised his head and looked at the tall figure in front of him, with a look of despair in his eyes!
Too strong! Whether it’s spiritual or physical strength, the opponent far surpasses him! Facing such an opponent, Jiang Zhou has completely lost the confidence to continue fighting!
Seeing Jiang Zhou squatting there motionless, breathing heavily, Liao Weizhong seemed to see the despair in Jiang Zhou's heart, couldn't help laughing, pointed at Jiang Zhou and shouted: "Do you understand now?
You know the strength gap between you and me! Haha! It should have been like this a long time ago! Just accept your death!"
After that, Liao Weizhong took a big step and rushed towards Jiang Zhou. Without any fancy moves, he simply waved his fist and smashed it directly towards Jiang Zhou's face. This was intended to be a punch.
Beat Jiang Zhou to death!
Facing Liao Weizhong's attack, Jiang Zhou instinctively wanted to continue to dodge, but as soon as he made a move, he couldn't help but scream out in pain. However, when he just dodged, he injured his leg somehow. Even if he wanted to move now,
He couldn't move! Seeing that huge fist approaching, Jiang Zhou could only close his eyes and wait for death!
"Monster! How dare you!" At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and the fist that was expected to fall never fell again. Jiang Zhou was also surprised in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked up. The next moment,
Jiang Zhou was stunned!
I saw a white silhouette floating in the mid-air above my head. The silver sword was flying in the hand. It didn't look like a sword move, but more like dancing! Between the dancing sleeves and skirt, half of the cold face was exposed.
Her face is just like that of the fairy in legend!
Jiang Zhou had not seen many women, and he had always thought that the Yuan Xiuxiu he had seen before was already extremely young. But comparing Yuan Xiuxiu with the woman in the white dress in front of him would be a kind of blasphemy to this woman!
Yuan Xiu is beautiful, but her facial features are beautiful, but in terms of temperament, she is far inferior to the woman in front of her. This kind of temperament is not artificial, but a temperament that comes from her bones! In an instant
, Jiang Zhou even forgot about his impending death, the powerful opponent in front of him, and even everything else, as if he and the woman in the white dress were the only ones left in the whole world!
Jiang Zhou was in a daze, but Liao Weizhong didn't dare. He stared at the boss's eyes and stared at the woman in the white dress. His face was full of wariness, and he didn't care to continue to kill Jiang Zhou. Instead, he took a few steps back, his hands
He clenched his fists and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you stop my Ten Thousand Demons Sect from doing things?"
"Huh! Ten Thousand Monsters Sect? They are just a group of monsters! How dare you be so arrogant!" The woman in the white dress was still floating high in the air, a cold voice sounded, and the three-foot silver sword in her hand was pointed directly at Liao Weizhong, and she shouted coldly: "It's just...
A bull demon actually dares to risk the disapproval of the world and slaughter mortals? I think the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is trying to arouse the world's cultivators to condemn it!"
Liao Weizhong's brows jumped, and his face became extremely ugly. Of course, he knew how much impact today's incident would have on the Ten Thousand Demons Sect if word spread. At that time, he was afraid that the sect would directly send people to kill him in order to eliminate the impact.
Silence! Originally, we planned to kill everyone here afterwards, so there would be no witnesses. Who would have thought that such a big figure would pop up again!
Thinking of this, Liao Weizhong couldn't help but feel evil. He grinned, revealing two rows of jagged white teeth, and suddenly opened his mouth at the woman in the white dress. A beam of light instantly erupted from his mouth and shot quickly towards the woman in the white dress.
!
"Ah! Be careful!" Seeing Liao Weizhong's sneak attack, Jiang Zhou couldn't help but exclaimed, for fear that the woman in the white dress would be injured. But the woman in the white dress remained motionless, facing the yellow light that was almost in front of him.
, frowning slightly, raised the silver sword directly, and struck with the brilliance!
With a bang, the seemingly powerful yellow light was split into two halves in an instant after hitting the silver sword in the hand of the woman in the white dress. It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only a wisp of green smoke slowly.
Float slowly!
Such a result scared Liao Weizhong so much that his face was covered with cold sweat. He pointed at the woman with his eyes wide open and shouted: "You, are you in the realm of the Immortal Sect? Impossible! How can you be so young?
A master of the Immortal Sect? You, who are you?"
"Hmph! You demon from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect! You see clearly!" The woman in the white dress just snorted coldly and arrogantly. Then, she raised the silver sword in her hand and threw it directly into the sky.
After the silver sword was thrown into the air, it turned a few somersaults and settled directly in mid-air. It flashed three times and suddenly turned into thousands of golden lights and shot directly towards Liao Weizhong!
"Golden Light Sword! It's a Golden Light Sword!" Seeing the change of the silver sword, Liao Weizhong screamed in fright. He looked at the woman in the white dress with a pair of bull's eyes in disbelief and exclaimed: "You, you are, you
Is it Zhang Yaoer from the Baiyi Sect?"
The woman in the white dress smiled coldly, and directly made a spell with her jade hands. The golden light emitted by the silver sword above her head became a little stronger, and fell directly on Liao Weizhong! But Liao Weizhong, who was not afraid of the Qingfeng Sword before, was completely unafraid.
, after being stabbed by these golden lights, he immediately screamed in pain, and his body was pierced with countless bloody holes, which was terrible!
"Ah——!" Liao Weizhong screamed a few times. He glared at the woman in the white dress with his head on his head. His eyes were full of fear. There was no trace of the arrogance from before. He turned his head and turned around to escape!
"Hmph! Want to run away? Dreaming!" The woman in the white dress was not in a hurry, and the spell in her hand changed again. Her jade finger pointed directly at Liao Weizhong who was about to escape. The golden light sword above her head instantly put away countless golden lights.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Liao Weizhong and stabbed Liao Weizhong's throat mercilessly!
Being pierced through the throat by the golden sword, Liao Weizhong just took a step forward and stopped there. He covered his throat with both hands, but could not stop the blood from continuously spurting out from the wound. He opened his mouth and sobbed a few words.
, the huge body suddenly fell to the ground, and there was no breath in the blink of an eye.
"Huh!" With a cold snort, Zhang Yao'er, a woman in a white dress, landed firmly on the ground. She glanced at the body of Liao Weizhong who fell to the ground with disgust, then turned her head and glanced around, and finally her beautiful eyes fell on
Jiang Zhou, who was still in a daze, looked much better than when he treated Liao Weizhong, and said, "What sect are you from? Why did you get into trouble with the demons of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect?"
Jiang Zhou finally reacted to Zhang Yao'er's question. Thinking that he had been staring at the woman just now, he blushed in embarrassment. He reluctantly stood up, raised his hands to Zhang Yao'er, and said, "I,
My name is Jiang Zhou, thank you immortal friend for helping me! I am, I am..."
Jiang Zhou wanted to answer Zhang Yao'er's question, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to answer. He didn't even know what sect he was now. Although he had a token from the Sword Sect, Jiang Zhou knew it.
, he is not considered a disciple of the Sword Sect at all. Moreover, after the previous encounter, Jiang Zhou no longer wants to pretend to be a disciple of the Sword Sect.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Zhou still said: "I'm just a casual cultivator! I just don't like them killing mortals again, so I take action. Nai He, Nai He is just overestimating my own capabilities!" As he said that, Jiang Zhou's face also showed a hint of helplessness.
of self-deprecation.
The so-called casual cultivators are independent cultivators without sects. There are many such cultivators, but compared to these sect disciples, their status is naturally much lower.
Hearing that Jiang Zhou claimed to be a casual cultivator, Zhang Yaoer did not show any contempt, but just nodded lightly. The Baiyi Sect and the Ten Thousand Demons Sect are equally powerful. In comparison, although Jiang Zhou is just a casual cultivator, he just nodded.
But Zhang Yaoer doesn't have any intention of looking down on him because he can fight with the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
Turning her head and looking around again, Zhang Yaoer frowned and said softly: "With so many disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect dying here, I'm afraid they won't let it go in the future! Although I saved them once, I can't protect them in the future.
Escape the revenge of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect!"
Jiang Zhou looked surprised at first, but soon understood what Zhang Yaoer meant. Wasn't it because he killed two disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect that he provoked this revenge? Looking at Liao Weizhong's status, he was obviously something higher than that.
Senior Brother Liu and Junior Brother Luo are much higher. Now that he dies here, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect will definitely not give up!
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhou couldn't help but become anxious, and quickly asked: "Then, what should we do?"
Jiang Zhou was sincerely worried about these small town residents. Zhang Yaoer could also see Jiang Zhou's thoughts and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Most immortal cultivators pride themselves on being superior and don't take mortals to heart.
The casual cultivator in front of me is completely different!