The sudden arrival of Ji Wutian made the fire of war, which was already about to be extinguished, burn again, and this time it was more prosperous and ferocious.

Tong Yan looked at Ji Wutian coldly, his head was hot, and he immediately reprimanded loudly: "Senior Ji, I respect you as a hero in the world, so I will follow you here thousands of miles away." Unexpectedly, in order to achieve your goal, you did not hesitate to put your own daughter to death. If you do this, are you not afraid of being condemned by your conscience? Even your loved ones can be treated like this, you are simply crazy! As the saying goes, there is much help for the righteous, and little help for the unjust. If you continue to be obsessed, you will only end up betraying your relatives and becoming a lonely ghost! ”

When Ji Wutian heard this, instead of being angry, he laughed out loud.

"Tong Yan Xiao'er, you are a dying person, how do you know what will happen to me? To tell you the truth, no matter whether you can successfully strengthen the seal this time, you will definitely die. The reason why your master sent you here is actually to get rid of you by my hand. I think you are the one who betrays your relatives, and you are the one who is alone. Haha......"

When Tong Yan heard this, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. As smart as he is, why hasn't he thought about Master's intentions? It's just that he has always been lucky, and he doesn't want to believe that the master who is so kind to him will harm him. But now, the facts are in front of him, and there is no room for him not to believe it.

Without a down jacket, he felt cold and biting, but now the coldest thing is the human heart.

Ji Wutian saw that he was speechless, and immediately said sarcastically: "Tong Yan Xiaoer, if you want to blame you, you are too smart." The world only knows the talented son of the unicorn and the young master of the tricky door, but no one knows the master of the tricky door. From the day you became famous in the world, you were destined to be where you are today. Your presence will only pose a threat to your master, which is why he refuses to go out of the mountain in person, but specially sends you here. Now, you're ready to go! Humph......"

The thousand-faced scholar turned his head to look at Tong Yan and comforted him softly: "Brother Tong, since your master has already murdered you. I think you won't work for the Trick Gate anymore, come to my Demon Sect. Our sect master knows and loves talents, and if you go, you will definitely be able to show your talents. When the time comes, I will help you level the Tianshan Sword Gate and the Trick Gate, how about it? ”

Before Tong Yan could speak, Ji Wutian sneered: "Demon Sect? Do you think the old man will take the Demon Sect in his eyes? Not to mention that you are a little disciple of the Demon Sect, even if your sect master comes in person, no one will be able to save your life today! Die obediently! As soon as the words fell, he pinched his sword and pointed upward, and the long sword behind his back was immediately unsheathed, and after a "poof", it hung in the air.

Seeing this, the thousand-faced scholar immediately handed the child in his arms to Tong Yan, and instructed: "Brother Tong, I will meet this old thing, and as soon as you have the opportunity, you can run away!" ”

When Tong Yan heard this, his heart warmed, he really didn't expect that Ji Wutian, who seemed to be upright, would be so vicious, but the people of the Demon Sect, who was known as the Demon Sect by the world, had such chivalrous courage. What is good and what is evil? Now it seems that it is just a cloud of people.

Tong Yan stretched out his hand to take the child over, and immediately said gratefully: "Brother Xu, it is my honor to meet your friend here today. If we can get out alive, this favor, I will definitely pay you back! ”

When the thousand-faced scholar heard this, he smiled and said, "Brother Tong, we will definitely be able to get out alive." Believe me! As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp sword hanging in the air flew violently.

Tong Yan saw it, and hurriedly hugged the child to the side, but the thousand-faced scholar pulled out a silver folding fan from behind him to meet the sword.

I only heard the sound of "dang", and the silver folding fan collided with the sharp sword, and suddenly sparks splashed everywhere.

Although the Thousand-Faced Scholar blocked this sword, he was also shocked and took a few steps back. Which is stronger and which is weak, it is immediately clear.

"The sword technique of the Tianshan Sword Gate is really powerful, but if you only have this ability, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold me."

Hearing this, Ji Wutian smiled contemptuously and said: "The dying person, if you dare to be hard-mouthed, then the old man will let you taste my thunder methods!" With that, he once again held his sword in the air, and then pinched a spell with one hand, and his lips squirmed rapidly.

At the same time, I saw that on the sharp sword hanging in mid-air, there was a faint golden light, and the murderous aura spread for a while, which was terrifying.

Seeing this, the thousand-faced scholar was already covered with cold sweat on his forehead. Although he said that he was domineering, he knew very well in his heart that with his little cultivation, it was not enough for this lawless man to stuff his teeth. But now he has no choice but to fight head-on.

Ji Wutian's mantra ended, and he waved his finger down suddenly, only to see that the sharp sword hanging in mid-air seemed to be alive, and slashed straight at the head of the thousand-faced scholar at an extremely fast speed.

When the thousand-faced scholar saw it, he screamed in fright, and he wanted to escape this catastrophe with his body skills. But this sword seemed to have eyes, and no matter where the thousand-faced scholar hid, it could be slashed away.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, the thousand-faced scholar had to open the folding fan to protect it above his head. only heard a "poof" sound, and the sharp sword actually cut off the folding fan of the thousand-faced scholar with one sword, and not only that, but it also slashed deeply into his shoulder.

At this moment, a red light suddenly flew out of Ji Qing'er's body and turned into a human form behind her.

I saw this person, dressed in a red wide-sleeved robe, with long black hair draped behind his head, a handsome face with white and delicate, a pair of eyes glowing red, and his hands were very thin and long, as delicate as a woman's jade hands. Presumably, this is the true face of the thousand-faced scholar.

As soon as he appeared, he held the unconscious Ji Qing'er up, and then gently placed her on the ground. At this moment, Ji Qing'er's shoulder had been stained red with blood, and the sharp sword was still deeply slashed inside.

Putting down Ji Qing'er, he immediately stood up, and then said coldly: "Ji Wutian, you are really ruthless enough, and you actually did this to your own daughter. I'm telling you, the reason why I showed up was because I didn't want this girl to suffer for me. Otherwise, I'll fight with you. ”

Hearing this, Ji Wutian laughed and said, "The fish is dead and the net is broken? Is it up to you? It's really a shame. The old man is doing the right thing for heaven, except for you, the devil. As soon as the words fell, he raised his sword, and the sharp sword embedded in Ji Qing'er's body was immediately pulled out.

Seeing that he is about to use his sword trick again, this time, who can resist it? Watching the sword slowly rise and hang in mid-air, Tong Yan and the thousand-faced scholar both showed a solemn look.

Unexpectedly, at this life-threatening moment, a hearty laughter suddenly came from the front hall.

"Haha...... Ji Wutian, have you finally decided to tear off your human skin mask? They all say that my Demon Sect is vicious, compared to you, I am really ashamed! But it's a pity, this seat is here, but you can't be malicious and reckless! ”

Hearing this, Ji Wutian's face changed slightly, and he immediately turned around to look.

But who's coming?