After entering the city, Zhou Xuanji flew directly towards the long pillar of demonic energy.

The angry ape sword he held in his left hand was still preparing to swing his sword at any time.

After entering the city, the prisoners and demon cultivators on all streets looked up at him.

The captives were excited, and the demon cultivators disdained.

"Father! It's really Senior Zhou Jianshen! He's here!"

Zhang Ruyu was so excited that she jumped on the spot, not even caring about the injuries on her body.

Zhang Tianjian looked at Zhou Xuanji and fell into a trance.

If I had worshipped Zhou Xuanji as a sword slave, it might have been a different situation.

Unfortunately, he could not abandon everything he had at that time.

And now, he has lost all that.

Looking back, it's really a joke.

On the other side.

Qiu Baili widened his eyes and stood up tremblingly.

Zhou Xuanji did not notice him, and his eyes fell on the long pillar of demonic energy in front of him.

"It's really him...he's Zhou Jianshen..."

Qiu Baili's expression was complicated, and his eyes showed various emotions such as shock, disbelief, surprise, worry, and panic.

He had long guessed that Zhou Xuan would become famous all over the world.

But I didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

Now, he can only look up to him in the sea of ​​people.

But he was worried about Zhou Xuanji, that this situation was almost dead, for fear that Zhou Xuanji would have a shortcoming.

The center of the city.

In the square in front of the palace, I stood in the long pillar of demonic energy with seven blood, wantonly declaring my strength.

Thousands of demonic cultivators of the Xinhao Cult were distributed on the edge of the square, above the high walls and palaces, surrounding the square.

In front of the palace gate, an old man in blood robe stood.

He was tall, gray hair, deep eyes, and looked extremely cold, like a poisonous snake.

He is an elder who believes in the Hao Sect, named Xiahou Gongji, and his strength is unfathomable.

He grew up watching the seven blood, and no matter where the seven blood goes, he will follow him closely.

"The fifth level of the inner alchemy realm? It's indeed a joke."

Xiahou Gongji shook his head and laughed. Fortunately, the young master was so expecting it, it turned out to be a paper tiger.

After seeing Zhou Xuanji's figure on Qixue, his shoulders trembled, and the long pillar of demonic energy exploded, turning into black mist and spreading over the square.

despair!

Zhou Xuanji landed on the ground, and the sword of the wind slammed over his head, pointing directly at the seven blood.

Faced with the siege of thousands of demon cultivators, Zhou Xuanji remained calm.

"You are Zhou Jianshen? You have a good face! Didn't they say you are only as tall as a child?"

Ta Qixue stared at Zhou Xuanji curiously, looked up and down, and asked in surprise.

Zhou Xuanji said calmly: "That's because I grew up."

"Grow up? Are you really a child before?"

Stepping on Qixue is even more curious and touching his chin to think.

Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows and asked, "If I beat you, can you really believe in your words?"

Traqixue raised his lips and said with a smile: "I believe in the Hao Sect, which is not a principleless demon sect. As long as you defeat me, all prisoners in the city can leave!"

He waved his right hand, and two magic cultivators suddenly jumped behind the high wall on the left side of the square.

They took a prison cart to the ground, and Meng Tianlang was imprisoned inside.

Seeing Meng Tianlang's miserable appearance, Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes slightly.

Meng Tianlang was also stunned and bowed his head in shame.

He lost his appointment with Zhou Xuanji at the beginning, and the person he was most afraid of meeting in his life was Zhou Xuanji.

Unexpectedly, Tracy's seven blood was so vicious that he actually escorted him out.

It's even more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Do you know him? He is the second-ranked person on the list of heroes in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He brought the army to rescue him, but he was only alive. Are you funny? "

Stepping on the seven blood, he pointed at Meng Tianlang and said with a smile. His laughter was crazy and fell into Zhou Xuanji's eyes, as if he was sick.

Zhou Xuanji raised his right hand, pointed the sword of the Rikong Emperor at the Seven Blood, and said, "Why do you want to talk so much nonsense? If you want to fight, you can fight."

His left hand was still holding the Angry Ape Sword and was always preparing for power.

He was confident in dealing with the Seven Bloods, but in order to prevent the powerful people from Xinhao Cult, his momentum was never interrupted.

When I heard the Seven Bloods, I laughed even more presumptuously.

He spread his hands and two scimitars appeared in his hands.

These two swords were so evil that their blades were blood-colored, as if they had just been pulled out of the blood pool.

He held his swords and walked towards Zhou Xuanji.

"If you lose, you will have to become my favorite like him!"

Stepping on the seven blood, he laughed coldly, and instantly turned into a evil demon, the demonic energy entangled around his body, and the power of the evil evil rose into the sky.

After the words came to his mind, he rushed forward violently.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Zhou Xuanji's body.

Zhou Xuanji jumped up, held the Rikong Emperor Sword in his right hand and slashed down angrily. The swords and swords fought each other, and the terrifying power made the arms that were twitching.

"What a heavy sword!"

Tracing Qixue was secretly frightened. He turned his body and slashed away with his two swords.

Zhou Xuanji flew into the air, his right hand trembled quickly, and used the colorful sword of falling rain.

Countless sword stars fell, and they waved their swords with seven blood and knocked them away.

Ding! Ding! Ding...

The sword star fell on the two swords, and there was a sound of metal fighting.

Good swordsmanship!

Tracing Seven Blood finally realized that the name of Zhou Jian God was not blown out.

At this time, Zhou Xuanji suddenly used the Eight Sword Steps and came behind him.

Six sword figures!

Stepping on the seven blood was instantly surrounded. His body subconsciously rotated and his two swords raised the bloody wind.

Zhou Xuanji and the Six Path Sword Shadow Body cast the Soul-Devouring Demon Slash!

The black sword energy instantly drowns the seven blood, like a black tornado rising into the sky.

This scene moved thousands of demon cultivators.

Xiahou Gongji, the elder of Xinhao Sect, also frowned and murmured: "What a domineering magic sword technique! What is the origin of this boy?"

Amethyst Divine Sword!

Add high-level swordsmanship!

Its lethality makes the square floor shake violently.

Stepping on the seven blood quickly jumped out of the black sword energy, his robe was broken and covered in blood.

After a somersault, he landed steadily and knelt on one knee.

He raised his head, his face covered in blood, his eyes wide open, obviously a little surprised.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

As soon as he fought, he was injured.

Thousands of eyes stared at him, making him want to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Meng Tianlang in the prison car was stunned.

The body of the Six Paths of Swords dissipated, Zhou Xuanji pointed his sword at the seven blood, his expression was indifferent, and he said, "Soul-Devouring Demon Slash, specializing in killing evil demons!"

After saying that, a handful of magical swords appeared out of thin air around Zhou Xuanji.
To be continued...