"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing Hemlock's angry look, Canjian became happier. He liked to see others angry but couldn't do anything to him.

The long sword in his hand swung slowly and pointed at several leaders: "Hemlock, you can choose these people, who will kill next?"

"Remaining Sword!"

The hemlock roared, trembling all over, struggling hard, but could only shake it, but could not break free.

The three ancestors of the Sword Sect were standing not far away. With them there, even if the hemlock struggled away, it would be useless. They could only watch the disciples of Rashomon being killed.

"Don't have to be so loud, I can hear it, let's talk, which one to choose?"

Canjian smiled like a demon. Looking at the fear on the faces of several heads, he became happier.

"Let them go! If you want to kill me, kill me! Canjian, you let them go!" Hemshan gritted his teeth, angry, and his eyes turned red.

"Are you ordering me?"

Canjian frowned slightly, and swung his sword to kill a Rashomon leader again. The sword even pointed at the head of the leader. Without any mercy, he directly shattered his head!

Puff—

The red and white objects were flying everywhere, which was shocking to see. The disciples around them were all frightened and screamed in panic.

"ah!"

Hemlock was in great pain and watched the Rashomon leader be killed, but he had no choice.

He was powerless, he was in pain, and he felt even more guilty, and was in vain to be the head of Rashomon!

"I hate others ordering me the most."

Canjian said deliberately, and glanced at Hemlock, "If you beg me... maybe I will think about it."

"Please, please..." Hemlock's eyes were red, almost gritting its teeth, saying it word by word, "Please let them go...Please let me Rashomon..."

"Hahaha!"

Canjian laughed wildly, "Rashomon, the third-ranked one, is so vulnerable? Hemlock, do you still think you are a master of the same level as me? I think you are really not qualified."

"I am not qualified, I can't compare to you. Please, Canjian, if you want to kill me, don't hurt innocent people, I beg you..."

"I refuse."

The Jian Jian's face turned cold and he swung his sword suddenly. The sword energy was as frost as it roared and collapsed, smashing the remaining three sects together!

"No!"

Hemlock struggled wildly, his voice thundering. Seeing several sects being killed, he was almost crazy.

"Canced Sword! I must kill you! I must kill you!"

He yelled wildly, like a wild beast, wishing he could bite the broken sword to death immediately.

Canjian put away his sword, laughed wildly, and did not take the hemlock seriously. He glanced around, looked at dozens of lucky disciples, and said lightly: "Do you still want to see these disciples."

Died in my hands?"

The hemlock was trembling all over.

Two lines of old tears slid from the corners of his eyes. He really didn't know what to do. As the head of the sect, he could not protect his disciples. Even the sect was about to be destroyed. Seeing the sects being humiliated, Hemlock just wanted to

die……

"Sect Master! We are not afraid of death!"

"Rashomon will regain its glory!"

"Old man Canjian, if you have the ability, you will kill grandpa! Grandpa will not let you go even if he is a ghost!"

Now, everyone knows that death is bound to happen. Since that is the case, what else can you be afraid of?

"It's really embarrassing to be the head of the dog like this!"

"Canced Sword, grandson! Come and kill me!"

Several disciples cursed wildly, not caring at all. Even if they were about to die, they would scold them before they died!

"Puchi--"

As soon as he finished speaking, the broken sword body was like a shadow, and instantly swept over, suddenly waving his palm, his face turned pale: "You miscellaneous people are not qualified to say to me!"

The strong wind whistled and blew over, and it could kill this group of disciples directly!

Suddenly—

"Canglong Earthly Qi!"

With a loud shout, the ground trembled suddenly, and several huge cracks were cracked. The terrifying essence rushed up from the ground and turned into a terrifying long dragon, roaring towards the broken sword.

"roar--!"

The earth energy evolved into a dragon, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed over. The Jianjian's face changed, and he instantly drew out the long sword, slashed it hard, and took more than ten steps back.

"Bang!"

The violent explosion, the sword energy and the earth energy collided, making a deafening sound.

Canjian's face turned pale and turned to look around: "Who is it!"

Who is the one who can accurately control these earthly qi?

"It seems that this lesson is not enough to make you cut off your own arm."

A faint voice sounded, and a few people walked up under the mountain gate. Seeing Su Han in the leader, Canjian's face instantly twisted, and soon laughed out loud again.

"It's you!"

Canjian sneered, "I thought you only dared to hide on Dongshan Island, but now you dare to come out and die!"

He pointed at Su Han in a long sword and laughed: "It's just right here, I can kill you today!"

As he said that, he was about to take action, but Su Han ignored it. Instead, Ning Que and Huang Ya, the old Taoist behind him, turned into two afterimages and rushed out directly.

"Canjian, I will meet you!"

Ning Que roared and slashed the big sword hard. The sword was as terrifying as a dragon.

The remaining sword swung away with one sword, and the sword energy hit each other, and exploded in all directions.

"Hmm? This is a spiritual weapon!"

Can Jian Jian was shocked. The long sword in his hand was just a Taoist weapon, and there was no spiritual existence inside. How could Ning Que have a spiritual weapon? He was just a guy who fused four kinds of great ways, and he could actually bear his sword energy.

.

"No, the boy is very good at teaching. His hands are broken and his eyes are not blind."

The old Taoist Huangya smiled, and the long whip in his sleeve was swung, and it made a loud noise, and the sword jumped, avoiding the whip, watching the ground being slapped and cracked several cracks, his eyes even more

Squinted.

"You have spiritual weapons, too?"

He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He turned to look and A Fei and the others snorted coldly. Their spiritual weapons were not yet improved, otherwise today, they could really teach the Canjian a lesson.

"Save people."

Su Han ignored the broken sword at all. With a flash of his finger, he cut off the rope, causing the hemlock to fall off. He pointed a little at the Xuan Qi to untie the hemlock: "Is there anything wrong with the Iron Master?"

"Thank you!"

Hemlock bowed, "I'm fine, it's just me, Rashomon..."

The murderous aura on his face became more and more boiling. He turned his head and stared at Canjian, "Canjian, I want you to pay back the blood debt!"

Feeling the mysterious energy in the body revived, the hemlock could no longer hold back the surging murderous aura. With a roar, he rushed directly over. A Fei and others did not hesitate. Several people besieged the Jianjian and taught a lesson.

he!

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

The Canjian waved his sword energy one after another, fought fiercely with everyone, and laughed: "You overestimate your ability, just by yourself, you want to kill me? Today you are the ones who will die by yourself, no wonder I am! Ancestor!"

With a loud roar, three shadows appeared instantly, like three sharp swords unsheathed, directly attacking everyone.

"Did I let you go?"
Chapter completed!