Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Yan Chixia felt uneasy. When Jiang Chen gestured, Ning Caichen, Nie Xiaoqian and Gui could not see any sect. However, Yan Chixia, as a disciple of the Taoist sect, was immediately surprised, "You..." This evildoer made the magic clear. It's Taoist magic...

Could it be that this is still a disciple of Xuanmen?

No, with the turbid and bloody aura all over his body, he was clearly a demon who had killed many lives and had blood on his hands...

The wooden branches in front of Jiang Chen also grew into two, and two into three, and soon they were densely packed with half of the sky.

An expert knows the rules. As soon as he performed this move, Yan Chixia was shocked, "This...isn't this the key to my sword cultivation? How could a mere monster in the mountains do such a wonderful technique! Tell me quickly, monster, when will you secretly learn from me?" The secret method of Xuanmen!”

But this is just similar to Yan Chixia's sword-turning technique.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sword Technique is more mysterious and unprovoked than the one used by Yan Chixia. In the past, Qionghua was a top sect, so how could the secrets in the sect be ordinary? Not to mention that Xuan Xiao was the master of the Xihe Sword who was specially trained.

Although the sword intention was borrowed from a millennium of demonic power at this time, the power of the sword was not lacking at all.

During the fight just now, the sword energy passed over his head, and his bun was untied at some point. Nowadays, her long hair is messy and unkempt, but somehow it feels like it should be like this.

His eyes were calm and indifferent. When he looked at the people below, they felt a chill in their hearts. His eyes were as clear as looking at a dead person.

Yan Chixia snorted coldly. With this cold and numb look in her eyes, she could tell that he was not reborn or dead! This is the kind of state of mind one must have after killing many people. He is clearly not a demon who respects and loves all living beings! He's a monster who has killed so many souls and still doesn't regret it!

For Jiang Chen, it was just that he died so many times that he became numb to watching people die.

Of course, he did have blood on his hands, and he plans to continue to have blood on his hands today!

He slowly raised his hand on his side and shouted softly, "Quick!"

His face was calm and his movements were calm and calm. Everyone looked calm when they saw him casting spells smoothly. If they hadn't seen that his chest was still bleeding, they would have almost forgotten that he actually had fatal wounds on his body.

The green wooden sword was glowing with red light.

The sword energy is overwhelming.

Such a flaming sword intention, which seems to be able to destroy everything, can appear in any cultivator... But although the person opposite him looks like a human being, Yan Chixia will not forget it because of this. Man, he is a tree demon. How can a demon use Taoist magic? How can a tree not be afraid of the flames?

The pressure of the sword is piled up one after another, making people breathless. Many dead trees have turned into fly ash in the increasingly high temperature...

Grandma's face was ugly. They had been in the same body for so many years. They knew each other well and had the same roots. She thought they knew each other well enough, but she didn't know that the other had such power.

This person is really capable of hiding his secrets. If such a magic was handed over to her, how would she have to endure the humiliation under the hands of the old demon from Black Mountain for so many years!

But the people and demons established underground had no time to curse and slander Jiang Chen.

The sword shadows glowing with green and red light all fell down.

As a disciple of the Taoist sect, Yan Chixia could feel the killing intent of the sword in this move, and she did not dare to greet him. She immediately grabbed the lapel of Ning Caichen who was still holding Nie Xiaoqian stupidly, and flew away with one person and one ghost. In place.

Sword light fell all over the sky, loud banging noises continued, and the ground was in tatters.

Even the main tree vines that grandma used to resist were chopped into pieces. Grandma shouted angrily, "You are a murderer. Do you really want my life?"

Yan Chixia let Ning Caichen down with a solemn look on her face. "Monster, I will fight you to the death today!"

Jiang Chen smiled, but people with good eyesight could clearly see that there was no smile on his face, and his eyes were deep. He mocked, "Immortal? Endless?" A wooden sword condensed out of his hand, " Can."

For so long, how many people have said this to him, either talking to him about retribution, or wanting him to be punished by God as soon as possible, or cursing him to die a good death, or wanting to die with him, but in the end, he died, It won't be Jiang Chen.

He died once and was imprisoned once, that was enough.

Even if everyone regards him as a terrible executioner and a devil who has done all kinds of evil, he will never be weak and accept his fate!

The sword in his hand flashed and turned into a real long sword, shining with a cold light.

Seeing that the demonic energy in his body was surging and clinging to the long sword in his hand, and his cultivation had even regressed to the point where he could no longer control his original form. Yan Chixia rolled the sword flower in her hand and pointed the tip of the sword at Jiang Chen. He snorted coldly. With a loud voice, he said righteously, "Monster... don't struggle on your own!"

Jiang Chen stopped talking to him. The green leaves around him rustled, flying upside down from the trees on all sides and forming a stream of green leaves around his feet.

A piece of verdant green, if you ignore the murderous intention in it, it would be a wonderful sight.

He passed by Yan Chixia slightly, and as soon as the sharp leaf blade passed by, a few streaks of blood appeared on his face.

Yan Chixia's heart trembled.

I saw the male tree demon standing on the top of the tree, with his fingertips slightly clasped. The long sword gradually showed a huge blue color, and was followed by a sharp stream of green leaves slashing downwards.

Yan Chixia raised her sword to resist. The two swords collided, but his sword, which was already considered a top magic weapon, was shattered into powder bit by bit. He reacted quickly, and cast out the spell to defend against demon-killing and damaging Qi for free, blocking the sword's castration. As soon as he couldn't see the enemy, he hurriedly pulled Ning Caichen's sword and fled. When he looked back, he saw thousands of Liuye following him with murderous intent.

He ran as hard as he could, but was still dragged down by Ning Caichen, and his speed slowed down a lot. However, his loyalty as a well-known and decent man prevented him from abandoning the panicked scholar Ning Caichen like this. In a hurry, she took out a mahogany sword about an inch long from her waist. The sword grew in the wind. Yan Chixia pulled Ning Caichen and jumped on the sword, flying away with lightning speed.

This is the hand sword practice he used when he just left the apprenticeship! ! ! I didn't expect it would come in handy at this time!

The sound of flowing leaves reached his ears, and Ning Caichen shouted in panic behind him, "Ahhhhh! Taoist priest! Taoist priest! They are almost catching up..."

Yan Chixia was also sweating profusely. The yellow talisman wrapped around her hand commanded the long sword to shuttle between the trees. She was not even angry when she heard such howls, "I know, I know! I know." Stop! Don’t disturb the poor man’s magic practice!”

His sword flew crookedly, and Ning Caichen's face turned pale with fright. Seeing that he was about to be swept away by the green leaves, Nie Xiaoqian was so frightened that she hurriedly swung her long sleeves, and a white silk rushed out from the cuffs and rolled around Ning Caichen. Nie Xiaoqian took Caichen's waist and held him.

Yan Chixia breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the green leaves behind her. She felt bad all over and said angrily, "I didn't expect this monster's spell to be so weird! I made a mistake today!"

He has been collecting demons for so many years, but he has never seen such an arrogant demon survive being stabbed in the chest by his demon-suppressing and evil-killing sword. He is also a tree demon who is not afraid of fire and can teach magic. He is really a miracle in the demon world!

It's better to go back to the division to bring in reinforcements first...

Nie Xiaoqian's face was pale. Yan Chixia's sword skills and Jiang Chen's indiscriminate attacks failed to bypass Nie Xiaoqian. Now her soul was already showing signs of dissipating.

She flew for a while, but couldn't hold on anymore, so she threw Ning Caichen into Yan Chixia's arms, then pushed Yan Chixia, her figure flickered, and fell from the air, her eyes full of tears, and she sobbed, " Ning Lang! I’m not blessed, let’s meet again in the next life!”

"Xiaoqian!!!"

Ning Caichen lay on the sword and wanted to hold her, but Nie Xiaoqian's white silk slipped from his hand. His eyes widened and he saw a group of green leaves swarming up, and the figure in white gradually transformed into Fly ash.

Yan Chixia couldn't bear to look at her. Even though there were no green leaves strangling her, her soul was transparent and she was obviously about to disappear...

Seeing that Ning Caichen was about to jump down to look for her, Yan Chixia had no choice but to reach out and hold him back, scolding, "You're crazy!"

He struggled to break free from Yan Chixia's hand and said incoherently, "Let me go! I want Xiaoqian! I want Xiaoqian!"

Beauty is misleading!

Yan Chixia hated herself so much that she grabbed his collar and slapped him hard, "You have to survive now so that you can avenge Xiaoqian in the future!"

Ning Caichen was quiet for a moment, looking at the green leaves gradually falling behind him in despair, "...Xiaoqian!...Xiaoqian..."

The two of them fled Lanruo Temple in disgrace and with scars all over their bodies.

The female ghost died here, and on the other side, grandma looked at Jiang Chen's ruthless attack, which seemed to be a Taoist secret technique, and she was already timid about the distraction that was suddenly unfamiliar to her other half.

Feeling Yan Chixia and the others' presence drifting away, Jiang Chen frowned almost imperceptibly and had no choice but to stop. His current state was really not suitable for pursuing her.

He turned his face, and his heart sank when his grandma was stared at with such gloomy eyes. He obviously didn't intend to let her go, so he spoke with difficulty, "...What are you going to do?"

Jiang Chen saw a rather warm smile on his face. He originally had a handsome face, and his smile was also very good-looking, but against the smashed Lanruo Temple underneath, the rustling night wind and the cold moonlight, no matter how beautiful the smile was, it made people feel a little... gloomy.

Grandma's face was livid, "You and I are one, how could you be so cruel and really want to kill me?"

His smile gradually faded, and a ball of flame jumped up in his hand, "So what if I kill you?"

Such a scorching temperature instantly caused the ordinary forest trees around to dry up.

Jiang Chen is now a tree demon, and it is very dangerous to use this innate real fire. If you're not careful, you can really get angry.

When grandma saw this, she was shocked at first. After hearing what he said, she became furious and said, "This is too much!" and took action without hesitation.

She still had a luck mentality.

He and she have been practicing together for thousands of years, and their moves are indistinguishable from each other. She doesn't believe that the tree demon can really create any kind of blazing flame.

It turned out that the two were separated from the same tree demon, with almost the same magic power and experience. Moreover, the other party had been stabbed by the smelly Taoist priest before, so he was obviously weak. If you don't kill him now, it will be even more difficult to recover half of the mana in the future.

Anyway, she just took action when the stinky Taoist priest was fighting with him, and the two of them were already fighting to the death...

The black vines around her rushed up and stabbed Jiang Chen.

A cruel smile suddenly appeared on the corners of Jiang Chen's straight lips. The long green vines jumped, and Jiang Chen's figure appeared higher up. The small red flame in his hand now grew in the wind. Soon it turned into a fireball as big as half a man.

The hot breath spread, and the originally menacing vines slowed down out of innate fear, confronting the flames.

Grandma knew that the flames in his hands were not just for show. There was a hint of panic on her face, and she forced herself to calm down, "I am you, and you are me. You can't kill me! You can't kill me!" The magic formula in his hand changed, and the flames scattered like meteors. Everywhere in Lanruo Temple, the banshee who couldn't avoid it fell on her, and the fire started burning.

A shrill scream came from the flames, "You will not die well, you can even kill yourself! You will not die well!"

Jiang Chen looked indifferent, "It's a pity that you won't see that day."

Not die well?

Oh, before he dies badly, he must first let those who need to pay the price go to the underworld to explore the way!

The black vines turned into ashes in the flames.

The only sound around was the slight crackling sound of the flames swallowing everything.

Looking at the sea of ​​fire, Jiang Chen suddenly froze for a while, suddenly covered his chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

The flames burned more vigorously.

The night wind came with a chill, blowing Jiang Chen away. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the sea of ​​fire under his feet, his expression was hard to tell.

The shrill ghost howl came out from the flames.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and after a long time, he waved his sleeves, collected the golden pagoda buried underground and the fleeing souls, and found a quiet place away from the Lanruo Temple where the flames were soaring to the sky. He dug up the soil to bury the golden pagoda and released the female ghosts, telling them to reincarnate quickly.

The female ghosts looked at each other. They had watched the whole process and thought they would die in the flames, but they didn't expect to be saved by the grandmother...

The leading female ghost was dressed in green. After hesitating again and again, she stood up and bowed to him, "Thank you..." She frowned slightly, looked at Jiang Chen for a few times, and added a respectful title in embarrassment, "Thank you, sir."

Jiang Chen said nothing and turned away.

He forced himself to disappear from the sight of the ghosts, and his steps suddenly staggered. The blood on his chest had soaked a large area of ​​his clothes, and he walked unsteadily in the wilderness.

After an unknown amount of time, the red clouds in the sky had already risen, and the brilliant light fell, illuminating the surroundings, but his eyes were blurry and sank into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he was covered with a blue quilt, and a blue gauze curtain was floating in front of him. He turned his head and looked around, and the surroundings were unfamiliar. For a moment, he thought he was wearing it again...

But he supported himself to sit up, and felt a tearing pain in his chest. He lifted the quilt and saw that he was wrapped in thick gauze. After this action, blood was faintly seeping out of it.

A surprised and quite happy voice came from the door, "Great, you're awake!"

Although the voice was clear, it was too strange.

Jiang Chen frowned subconsciously, and looked up. A girl in blue was holding a wash basin at the door. The sunlight fell, and her appearance was unclear, but it made people feel like a fairy for a while.

But no matter how beautiful this scene is, Jiang Chen is no longer the Jiang Chen who loved beauties before...

Beauty and ugliness are just skin after all. He has lived for so long, and he often uses a good-looking skin to cover a stale black heart.

I wonder what purpose this beauty has in saving a dying monster like him.

She walked in lightly, and seeing that Jiang Chen did not respond, she asked again, "Are you back to your senses?"