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Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows.

This idiot doesn't know where his sense of superiority comes from.

How dare he be asked to become the bachelor sect leader?

"Sorry, I'm not interested in this position."

But the old man raised his hand to stop what he was about to say.

"Young man. I'm afraid you still don't know the greatest benefit of becoming the master of my Ghost Sword Sect."

"Oh? Tell me. What's special about it."

The old man smiled confidently.

"Do you know how many years it took Gui Jianchou to cultivate to the Sixth Layer of Yin Yuan?"

"have no idea."

Hold out three fingers.

"It's only three thousand years."

Jiang Chuan looked surprised.

"Such a loser."

The expression of the old man who was about to continue bragging froze.

I didn't expect him to say that.

But he still endured it.

"Then do you know what talent he has?"

"Huang Third Grade's martial spirit."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to even know this."

"Yes, he is only Huang Third Grade. Theoretically speaking, he can only reach Yin Yuan Third Layer."

"If you want to improve in the future, you will need to work ten times harder."

"But it only took him three thousand years to reach the Yin Yuan Sixth Layer."

"Aren't you curious why?"

Jiang Chuan looked indifferent.

Anyway, no matter what kind of cultivation method it is, it definitely has nothing to do with him.

After all, when it comes to training qualifications, he is worse than ever.

Seeing how uncooperative he was, the old man continued.

"Have you ever heard of the Rakshasa girl?"

"Hmm. It seems to be a woman from the Rakshasa tribe."

"That's right. Then you probably don't know that dual cultivation with a Rakshasa female can greatly increase the speed of cultivation."

Jiang Chuan shook his head.

He really didn't know this.

The old man waved his hand, and ten stunning Rakshasa women appeared in front of him.

It's just like the legend says.

Rakshasa girls are all that kind of stunningly beautiful women with fair skin.

Their whiteness is that sickly whiteness.

This racial trait is quite obvious.

"What do you think? They are beautiful, aren't they?"

"As long as you have sex with them, you can speed up your cultivation."

"Are you still unwilling to be the sect leader?"

Jiang Chuan still shook his head.

"Not interested in."

The old man's face darkened.

"Give me a reason."

"It's simple. I generally have no idea about things that others have used. Is that enough of a reason?"

"Haha, that's right. Are you going to stand against me?"

Jiang Chuan still shook his head.

"By you? Not worthy."

The old man laughed.

"Interesting, very interesting. Then I want to see why you can say this to a Yin Yuan Dzogchen like me."

"Go ahead, kill him."

Ten Rakshasa women turned into ten extremely fast sword lights, forming an airtight sword gang around him.

But at this moment, a white sword light broke up their encirclement.

With a roar, the Gang Qi dispersed, and the ten Rakshasa women were shocked and retreated.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his momentum was weakened.

The strength of Yin Yuan Ninth Layer is beyond doubt.

These Rakshasa girls, who were only at the Third Layer of Yin Yuan, were no match for her at all.

"Husband. Don't be fooled by this old guy."

"These are all Rakshasa hybrids. Real Rakshasa women are even more beautiful than them."

"And the most typical feature of a Rakshasa girl is that besides fair skin, her eyes are red."

Jiang Chuan was surprised, he didn't expect that she even knew this.

The old guy opposite had a dark face. Another Yin Yuan Ninth Layer appeared.

But such a thing is not worthy of being his opponent.

"Boy, you don't think you still have a choice, do you?"

"When you come to me, you have only one choice. Otherwise, you will die."

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"You have to think about it. Opportunities don't come around all the time."

Jiang Chuan raised his middle finger.

"Old man, you are not worthy yet."

"Haha. Very good. There is a way to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell but you break in."

"In that case, let me show you what will happen if you refuse me."

Gray sword light struck.

Jiang Chuan, wearing a black glove, Law Weapon, pointed out.

The same sword points to the universe.

The power this time is much stronger than before.

128 sharp sword energy shot out like Gatling.

The old guy quickly blocked and waved his sword to scatter these sword attacks.

But no matter how fast his sword was, he was still hit by dozens of sword strikes.

But he is no longer human.

As a zombie, such an attack cannot kill him.

After retreating dozens of meters, he glanced at the dozens of fatal penetrations on his body, but his face showed disdain.

"That's it?"

Jiang Chuan smiled and pointed upward.

The old man frowned and looked up, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Damn it! It's actually the True Martial Sky-Breaking Sword!"

"Who are you!"

With a bang, the tens of meters giant sword formed by condensing spiritual power crashed down.

Without thinking, the old ghost thrust his sword upwards.

The bluestone slabs on the ground cracked inch by inch under his feet, barely resisting the power of the falling sword.

In Jiang Chuan's hand, the Mingwang Sword exuded a dangerous aura, and in the other hand he held a formation dagger.

The Liangyi Illusion Formation and the Sancai Origin Returning Formation are simultaneously released with Lao Immortal as the center.

The huge spiritual storm directly overwhelmed him.

Angry roars sounded.

The ten mixed-blood Rakshasa women around them rushed forward and blew themselves up, trying to destroy the two formations.

But in the face of his firepower, such an attack would not have much effect.

The bloody spiritual storm slowly dissipated.

Above the ground, the huge True Martial Sky-Breaking Sword also disappeared into the air.

The old guy stared at the man in front of him and didn't speak for a long time.

A dark wind blew by, and his body turned into fly ash and was swept up into the sky.

Liang Mengyun stared at this scene blankly, feeling a little unstable in his outlook.

Last time she didn't see clearly how he killed Gui Jianchou.

But this time, he clearly felt the terror of the series of attacks just now.

This is no longer something ordinary Yin Yuan realm can deal with.

Jiang Chuan took back the King Ming Sword and turned to look at this girl.

Looking at her confused eyes, he held her slender waist and whispered in her ear.

In an instant, Liang Mengyun's pretty face became hot.

"Husband, you are annoying."

As he spoke, he ran away.

My husband is too good at cheating on others.

I actually want to do that kind of thing in this open place.

Without the help of the four Zhu Lan sisters this time, it would be obviously impossible to eat her here.

The corners of Jiang Chuan's mouth curled up slightly, she was really a seductive beauty.

Especially the vestments given by the system.

Those long legs are really tempting and sinful.

The previously condensed Sword Intent consumed a lot.

This time I need to spend more time to clear out all the evil spirits here.

Half a year has passed in a flash.

Thousands of feet on the guide boat.

"It's strange. Why do I feel that this Ghost Sword Sect is not so spooky?"

"Yeah, I think so too."

"Hey, is it interesting for you to worry about this kind of thing?"

"Yes, we have all passed the Thunder Tribulation and become Yin Yuan realm monks. Why hasn't your husband come back yet?"

A group of resentful women waited for a long time, but Jiang Chuan never showed up.

At this moment, a sword light came, penetrating the defense of the guide boat and landing on it.

Seeing the person coming, all the female cultivators showed excitement.

"My husband is back!"