Chapter 054 Dare to hurt Shen Wuyan, you are seeking death

Xiao Jing sneered, loosened his hand, and stood up straight. A drop of bright red blood hung from the corner of his evil eyes, making him look even more evil.

The members of the Danyang Sect nearby were so frightened when they saw this, but it was a pity that the young master of the Danyang Sect did not raise his head, otherwise, he might not have done such a suicidal thing.

The young master of Danyang Sect prostrated on the ground like a wild dog covered with scales. He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes, which were blurred by blood, were full of hatred. How could he be willing to give up the devil blood like this? After all, he spent a huge price to get that devil blood.

He wants this man to die.

The young master of Danyang Sect slowly curled up a sinister smile on his bloodstained mouth, then took out a bottle from his ring and threw it to Xiao Jing, "Here you go."

Xiao Jing reached out his hand and at that moment, the young master of Danyang Sect suddenly escaped and flew backwards, laughing loudly: "Go to hell -"

Shen Wuyan suddenly felt something was wrong, "Be careful——"

But it’s still too late…

"Bang—one"

A loud bang exploded in his ears, and Shen Wuyan threw Xiao Jing to the ground and protected him under him. Huge rocks and dirt fell down and pressed him against Xiao Jing. The two of them stuck tightly together, and then he screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which splashed all over Xiao Jing's face.

Xiao Jing's heart seemed to be burned by the warm blood. It twitched for a while, and the anger in his heart was like a flood and unstoppable. In the blink of an eye, his eyes turned red and he shouted:

"Shen Wuyan!"

Shen Wuyan felt dizzy and saw double. He shook his head hard, but the person in front of him was still shaking.

"Shen Wuyan!"

Xiao Jing's hands grasped Shen Wuyan's shoulders, his mouth opened and closed, and he was shouting something. Shen Wuyan kept hearing the sound of "beep---" in his head, like the beep on a heartbeat monitor when a person's heart had died.

As for the rest, he couldn't hear anything, as if he had lost his hearing.

"Form a formation!" The young master of Danyang Sect had already hidden far away at the moment of the explosion. At this moment, he flew into the air and led his disciples to form a sword formation again.

Xiao Jing's anger suddenly rose, and he shouted sinisterly: "You are looking for death!"

The bottle of the Danyang Sect's young master contained a special spiritual energy ball, which was suppressed by a talisman. When the talisman lost its effect, the energy ball exploded in an instant, with a power equivalent to a cultivator's self-detonation on the spot, and the power was comparable to that of a bomb.

The idiot Shen Wuyan still had the thinking of a modern person. When he encountered danger, he didn't even know to open the protective barrier. He directly used his body as a shield to protect Xiao Jing.

A huge deep pit appeared at the scene, and Shen Wuyan and Xiao Jing were lying at the bottom of the pit. The disciples of Danyang Sect stood in a circle around the pit, forming a sword formation with murderous intent.

Xiao Jing was furious, his heart boiling with anger. He put his hand on Shen Wuyan's waist and stood up, then shouted, "Sword!"

His rarely seen sword, Bloodfang, flew out in the blink of an eye and appeared in his hand.

Blood Fang is a pure demon sword, and the sword spirit inside is a ferocious demon, and it must drink blood when it is unsheathed. Therefore, Xiao Jing rarely uses it, and usually uses an ordinary sword when practicing sword at the mountain gate.

The young master of Danyang Sect was like a demon, with blood all over his head. He shouted:

"Kill!"

The disciples of Danyang Sect controlled the flying swords with unison and attacked Xiao Jing from all directions. Their sword formation was organized and disciplined. Some focused on the legs, some on the left and right hands, and some on the head. The principle was to break the whole into parts and break them down one by one.

Xiao Jing snorted coldly: "It's just a trick."

The next second, Xiao Jing appeared above a disciple like a ghost, swung the Blood Fang in his hand, and the sword flashed. The disciple screamed, and before the scream ended, Xiao Jing appeared in front of another disciple holding Shen Wuyan.

The disciple looked at Xiao Jing who appeared like a ghost and turned pale with fright. He quickly drew back his sword and narrowly blocked the Bloody Fang's attack.

But then, with a "crack", the disciple's sword broke, the bloody tooth fell out, and the disciple was split in half.

Then Xiao Jing killed all the disciples present one after another, leaving only the young master of Danyang Sect.

The young master of Danyang Sect was frightened and went crazy. "How can you be so fast?"

The only way to defeat martial arts in the world is to be faster, and the same is true for cultivating immortals.

Xiao Jing's speed was too fast for even the flying sword to catch up with him. He was like a ghost in the dark night, taking people's lives easily and effortlessly.

Xiao Jing curled his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, it will take a long time to kill you."

Holding the Blood Fang sword that had been soaked with blood and turned from pure white to blood red, Xiao Jing walked towards the young master of Danyang Sect step by step. He looked like the god of death slowly approaching with a sickle in hand.

The young master of Danyang Sect was so frightened that he stepped back and accidentally tripped over a stump on the ground, falling to the ground. He screamed in fear, and then crawled and ran, shouting, "Help, help!"

Xiao Jing chuckled, "No one can save you."

The bloody fang in Xiao Jing's hand flew out, and a white tiger appeared in the void. It was the sword spirit, which pounced on the young master of Danyang Sect who was running in panic, and then opened its mouth to bite him.

The young master of Danyang Sect turned around and was almost scared to death. The tiger's sharp teeth seemed to be right in front of him: "Ahhh..."

Xiao Jing lazily shouted, "Blood Fang, don't bite him to death."

The tiger in the air turned and bit the shoulder of the young master of Danyang Sect. The sword lights fell down densely and layer by layer. Every sword hit the vital point but did not let the young master of Danyang Sect die.

“Ahhhhhh…” The young master of Danyang Sect screamed in agony from the torture.

Xiao Jing leaned against a dead tree and watched with a smile, holding Shen Wuyan in one hand. The fainted Shen Wuyan leaned softly in his arms.

The little squirrel Jiang Mian looked at the densely packed broken limbs and body parts all around him. A cold wind blew by, and a strong smell of blood hit his face. Scared, he quickly shrank his body.

Xiao Jing glanced at it and sneered.

was laughed at.

Jiang Mian snorted in his heart: The little squirrel is still young, he can’t be timid... Oh, when will the Immortal Master wake up? I’m scared.

Guest inn.

The little squirrel Jiang Mian huddled in a corner alone, trying to make himself look like a squirrel sculpture and reduce his presence as much as possible.

Because that person is so scary.

He tortured the young master of Danyang Sect to death with one sword after another, and at this moment he was still looking at the sleeping Immortal Master grimly, with an expression as if he wanted to swallow him up.

How could such a good person as the Immortal Lord accept such a perverted disciple? The little squirrel gets scared just thinking about it.

This time, Shen Wuyan simply used his body to block the explosion of spiritual power.

If his body had not been trained to be strong and firm enough, he would have been blown to pieces by now.

Xiao Jing gave Shen Wuyan Song Mingyi's elixir and changed his clothes. At this moment, he was lying quietly on the bed.

Xiao Jing was lying next to him, on his side, with his head supported by one hand, staring at him without blinking with his blood-red eyes, his fingers lingering on that charming face.