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At this moment, Chen Jun was restrained by the web formed by the spiritual power and murderous intent of the three people. The way back was completely blocked, and his body was frozen. A fatal crisis struck, the hair on his body stood on end, and his eyelids twitched wildly, but the battle became more and more intense.

The aura around him was rising steadily, his black hair was flying, and his eyes were like two deep pools, bottomless.

call!

A long arrow was slowly spit out from his mouth. Chen Jun's hand holding the sword did not move, and he slid three steps backward in the air. A faint, low voice slowly came from his mouth.

"The ladder clouds are flying!"

The moment Chen Jun's voice fell, a torrent of energy swept across the sky surrounding him, forming a powerful white storm. Suddenly, when Qin Wuyan cut through the Acacia Divine Dagger and pierced the Xuan Qi defense, his body suddenly rose up in the air.

Qin Wuyan's eyes narrowed sharply. He didn't expect that he was blocked by the spiritual power of three magic weapons. He could still make a move, but what's the use?

The next moment, the divine dagger stabbed, and the dagger turned around and stabbed like lightning piercing the night sky.

But what greeted him was a powerful and heavy black foot, as fast as thunder and lightning.

"Crack!"

He stepped on Qin Wuyan's sternum, causing it to dent suddenly.

"Fuck me!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, and before Qin Wuyan had time to scream in pain, his vision went dark, and the person exploded like a cannonball and flew out, hitting the lake heavily, causing water to rise into the sky.

"How can it be?"

Countless voices of horror were accompanied by a pair of bulging eyes, and all the demon sect members never expected such a result.

Qin Wuyan's long-hidden thunderous killing move was kicked away by this violent kick, and the formation with the horns of the three people was broken. The expression of the old poison god of Wan Du Sect turned even darker.

"How could it be? Junior brother."

Xiao Yicai's expression froze slightly at this moment. He was originally suspicious of taking action, but now he was in disbelief. His lips were slightly opened. In this situation, he would definitely be stabbed by the Acacia-Decapitating Divine Dagger.

"The whole body has been sealed. How did he do it? It's completely contrary to common sense." Many doubts flashed in the eyes of thousands of people, and they became more and more curious about this mysterious young man.

The three-man formation is broken.

With shocked eyes, Jin Ping'er struck with the sharp blade of purple lightning.

Chen Jun's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved upward.

"Um?"

Jin Ping'er's expression changed, and he immediately felt that Chen Jun's Qi had disappeared out of thin air in this area of ​​the world. He seemed to have been separated from the world, alternating between virtual and real, mysterious and virtual, and entered some kind of unpredictable situation.

His current figure is motionless here, but she can't swing her purple blade, and she doesn't even know if Chen Jun in front of her is an illusion.

"Hey, why did you disappear?"

Jin Ping'er was not the only one to notice this situation. Almost everyone on the treasure ship couldn't tell where Chen Jun was.

The transformation of time and space, so close to the end of the world, is the best way to describe it.

Suddenly, Chen Jun took a step forward, and the strange feeling in the entire space suddenly shattered. Jin Ping'er's eyes moved, and the magic weapon in his hand actually struck out a few minutes faster than before.

However, Chen Jun also moved, his arm shook, and the long sword flew out like a powerful dragon, blocking the power of the purple light blade.

The two divine soldiers clashed, and powerful waves immediately impacted the world.

Jin Ping'er looked at the purple light blade hanging in the air, frowned, and then used the spiritual power in his body to maximize the power of the purple light blade, but suddenly, Chen Jun, who was just a short distance away, stretched out a

The big hand touched her face very quickly.

The purple light blade slashed down on his head, but Chen Jun still didn't dodge, as if he just stretched out his hand to lift the veil.

Finally, when the veil was lifted, a stunning face was revealed, with a smile on her lips and a bit of elven cunning hidden in her eyes.

"She is indeed a stunning woman!"

After Youran finished speaking, Jin Ping'er's expression was slightly startled, but the purple light blade in his hand kept slashing down, and Chen Jun's figure in front of him burst into pieces.

"False again?"

Anger arose in Jin Ping'er's heart, as if she had been completely fooled. Just as her mind was racing, a sword light slashed across the sky with an electric light, making it almost difficult to avoid.

"You sneak attack me!"

"Learned it from you."

The sword passed quickly in front of Jin Ping'er's eyes, and finally a flash of fear flashed across her eyes. Then she clenched her silver teeth and raised her purple light blade to block. As she recited the spell, blood spurted out and splashed on the purple...

On the blade of light, I saw that the light all over her body surged, and she quickly flew away to avoid it.

Chen Jun did not pursue him, but instead drew his sword and raised it high, because the third attack came from behind him.

The murderous intention came slowly but also quickly.

The demon sect's left envoy Qinglong Nai has tens of thousands of people, and Fairy Sanmiao is of the same generation, with superb cultivation, and in terms of strength, it is much better than the current Qin Wuyan and Jin Ping'er.

When the three of them were fighting fiercely, Chen Jun clearly felt that Qinglong did not use all his strength, but the sword behind him was with all his strength.

He must have seen him seriously injuring Qin Wuyan and Jin Ping'er successively, and must save the Demon Sect's face, so he went out with all his strength.

But is this useful?

Chen Jun didn't look back and stood tall. The breeze in mid-air blew his robes. He didn't move. He just grasped the long sword with five fingers and stabbed the sword into the sky. The violent spiritual energy in the sky made a tornado on the sword.

Turning around sharply, he suddenly saw him slashing down with his backhand sword.

"The Thirteenth Sword!"

His lips and teeth opened, and an indifferent mysterious voice trembled, and the air broke as soon as the words came out.

At this moment, everyone heard a clanging sound of gold and iron, like thunder cracking down from the sky, spreading through the sky.

Suddenly, everyone felt that the heaven and earth became solemnly silent, and the endless feeling of desolation and loneliness seemed to flow down from the sky, filling the space between heaven and earth.

The lakes and mountains slowly lost their color, and a sword struck down like a rainbow piercing the sun.

"how?"

Qinglong's figure paused, his gaze became extremely serious. His originally offensive swordsmanship suddenly turned into a defensive one. He raised his sword and swung it across the crossbar, just like a scene of mountains and rivers painted by a painter. The sword light rushed out of the scroll and flew into the sky to greet him.

superior.

In the sky, two sword lights intertwined, covering up the brilliance of the sun and moon.

Everyone looked at it with wide eyes, because this was an extremely brilliant and beautiful scenery.

Boom!

There was a sudden drastic change in the sky.

On the treasure ship, some people's eyes showed deep horror, and Xiao Yicai was no exception, but they seemed to be numb to this junior brother.

Thunder and lightning roared wildly in the sky, a sword light burst into pieces, and another sword light fell with a hundred-foot-long sword light, as if a mountain roared and a tsunami broke through the sky.

call!

The sword beam of a hundred feet struck the Chaos Divine Sword. The demon sect's left envoy Qinglong raised his sword with both hands to block it. The veins on his arms were exposed, and he lowered his head with a ferocious face.

Stagger!

There was a crisp sound, and the ancient sword of the God of Chaos, which was said to be not inferior to the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, was suddenly cut off at this moment.

At the critical juncture, the sword light was about to strike Qinglong unstoppably, cutting him in two. But at this moment, the blue ring on the ring finger of his left hand flashed with light, and in an instant he was out of the battlefield.

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When everyone gradually came back to their senses, they looked at the Qinglong Zuo Shi, and saw that the palms of his hands were bleeding and stained red, and his arms were constantly shaking. They all swallowed their saliva in unison.

There was also the embarrassed Jin Ping'er, and Qin Wuyan who came out of the water like a drowned rat.

Who would have thought that two top leaders of the younger generation of the Demon Sect, plus a once powerful left envoy of the Demon Sect, would still end up like this.

Moreover...after they tried all their suicide moves, they were still defeated by Chen Jun.

The gazes looking at Chen Jun gradually changed at this time, with less prejudice and more awe.

The Demon Sect has always respected the strong, and his strength is enough to win the respect and fear of almost everyone present.

The whole ship was silent. Everyone knew that after today's battle, Chen Jun might become famous throughout the Demon Sect.

Xiao Yicai looked at the eyes of the elite subordinates of the Demon Sect around him looking at his junior brother, and finally understood his strategy and where he made his mistake.

The Demon Sect has always respected the strong. It is better to slowly accumulate merits and so on. It is better to show your strength directly and openly. To be able to reach the top depends on your cultivation strength first, and then your contribution.

Chen Jun didn't pay much attention to the gazes of the whole ship. He turned around and looked at the three demon sect lords standing on the treasure ship, namely Ten Thousand People, Sanmiao Fairy, and Old Poison God.

They looked at him with admiration, fear, and murderous intent. Chen Jun didn't care what they were thinking, but was this scene over now?

Boom!

When the hundred-foot-long sword light fell on the lake, the vast water curtain rose up to a height of more than ten meters, and the water waves flowed, causing the entire treasure ship to shake a little.

However, the Ghost King Sect waved his hand, and the fog all over the sky immediately dissipated outside the ship, and the ship also stabilized.

"Good swordsmanship!" Ghost King Zong praised with his palms raised, "I don't know..."

He was about to speak when he suddenly saw Chen Jun standing in mid-air with the corners of his mouth rising more and more, his eyes wanton and wild, his long hair flying again. He raised his sword high again, pointed it at the three leaders on the boat, and shouted:

"The Fourteenth Sword!"

Is this play over?

Of course it's not over.

"...."

When they heard the fourteenth sword blurted out, everyone's expressions froze at this moment. Everyone already clearly understood the power of the thirteenth sword. This fourteenth sword would only be stronger than the thirteenth sword.

But this time, he faced three demon lords after consuming a lot of spiritual power.

These are the top masters of the Demon Sect. After living for a long time, he still wants to use the fourteenth sword?

madman!