I'm a demon cultivator

Chapter 80 Why do you think you are my opponent?
Puff! There was a flash of silver light, and the imperial swordsman who had spoken earlier was instantly killed.

This is the swordsman from the Lijian Sect taking action.

The Lijian Sect is not as good as the Tujian Mountain, but it is also a well-known sword-cultivating sect in the world. In particular, it has always been mainly supporting the Tujian Mountain. Therefore, no one in Luzhou, Jiefazhou and Chizhou dares to provoke it.

As time went by, the disciples of the Lijian Sect developed a habit of acting arrogantly whenever they found that there were no people from the Tujian Mountain nearby.

At the moment, no one from either Tujian Mountain or Tianjian Mansion, the two major sword-cultivating holy places, has arrived yet.

This is because as long as someone gains huge gains in the sword tower, it will anger the broken immortal sword, so that the sword tower has to be sealed in advance and suppressed with the anger of the people.

Therefore, in order to show his generosity, Tu Jianshan deliberately arrived late at night. When Tian Jianfu saw Tu Jianshan's behavior, they also arrived late at night.

However, although some people lost their heads, none of the monks present were surprised.

There are even many monks who don't even look at this place.

Because they were already accustomed to it. In every year, there were always several imperial sword cultivators being killed. Sometimes, if the general of Jian Jian Dao had an ordinary background, even this imperial third-rank official might be beheaded.

And the sword cultivator from the Lijian Sect finally suppressed his anger after killing a sword cultivator from the imperial court.

However, at this moment, with the arrival of a long rainbow of light, a blood-red sword energy came directly from the air. The sword energy was as fast as lightning, as if it could connect heaven and earth in a single thought.

"careful!"

An elder monk from the Lijian Sect spoke up to remind them, but it was too late.

Because the angry swordsman was directly cut into two pieces.

This angry swordsman did not put up any resistance. He drew his sword at the first moment. However, his flying sword, which was of the upper-level magical weapon level, was directly knocked away by the blood-colored sword energy.

The rosy clouds and long rainbows descended, and a figure with bright eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and a face as gentle as jade appeared.

He was wearing the official uniform representing the position of Jian Jian Jiang, which made him look handsome and majestic. This person was none other than Tan Shuchang!

Tan Shuchang looked around and saw that the people from Tujian Mountain and Tianjian Mansion had not arrived yet. He nodded and said, "It seems that I am not late. All of you Taoist friends are here quite early!"

In fact, he knew that people from these two sects would arrive half a day later than people from other forces.

But he had just been thrown out of the weird game, what could he do?
As the saying goes, life is already so hard, instead of blaming yourself, you might as well find more trouble for others. So, just assume that the other monks came too early!

"Tan Shuchang!"

However, there were some sword cultivators who did not buy it and shouted angrily upon hearing the words.

And this person is naturally from the Lijian Sect.

How could they tolerate the fact that their own disciple was killed like this?

"My fellow Taoist, you must know that those who kill will be killed. You are a cultivator of the older generation and should know this truth. Why are you making such a fuss? This is really beneath your dignity!" Tan Shuchang knew what the other party was going to say, so he waved his hand and gently advised him to be calm and composed like the older generation.

"A killer should be killed. Sir Tan is indeed worthy of being the top scholar of that year!" A swordsman snorted coldly. He was a swordsman in his forties with a very handsome appearance.

"I wonder what this fellow Taoist's name is?"

"I don't dare to be called a fellow Taoist by Lord Tan, lest others misunderstand me. I am a Dan swordsman!" Zhao Chenyang said coldly.

Dan swordsman Zhao Chenyang is also a famous figure in the world of immortal cultivation.

However, more people know him not because of his impressive skills in alchemy and swordsmanship, but because his wife, Nangong Yishuang, is very beautiful.

"It turns out to be Brother Zhao Chenyang." Tan Shuchang had actually heard of this name and knew that his wife Nangong Yishuang was a rare beauty in the world, second only to the poet fairy of the Jianxia School.

"I told you not to call me Taoist friend, don't you understand what I'm saying?" Zhao Chenyang said with a grim expression. "Is that so? Then take my sword."

Tan Shuchang was neither angry nor upset, he just casually slashed out a bloody sword energy.

Even when he chopped down, he didn't have a sword in his hand.

However, when this blood-colored sword energy fell, Zhao Chenyang instantly felt his soul tremble. He was not locked by the sword energy, and he had no idea how terrifying this sword energy was.

When the sword energy locked onto him, he discovered with great horror that his thirty years of practice had completely rendered him useless.

However, Zhao Chenyang was not cut in half by the sword.

Because a sword energy came over, spanning more than ten miles, and forcibly stopped Tan Shuchang's sword energy.

Then, several figures appeared through the air.

The sword light shone, revealing several old men with fierce auras. In addition, there were two young people, one was Long Zhangyuan, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other was a little girl, Yi Qingqing, who was found by Long Zhangyun.

The one who took action was one of those old men.

"Thank you, Brother Taoist, for your help!" Zhao Chenyang came to his senses and hurriedly thanked the old men. At the same time, Zhao Chenyang glanced at Tan Shuchang with resentment. After all, he was almost killed.

"Tan Shuchang, I haven't seen you for many days, and you are still as ruthless as ever!" When Long Zhangyuan saw Tan Shuchang, he was naturally like an enemy meeting, and he was extremely jealous. He immediately put a big hat on Tan Shuchang.

After all, Zhao Chenyang is not only a good friend of his master, but also the Taoist partner of Yi Qingqing's master.

At this time, he had to help and say a few words no matter what.

"Fellow Daoist Long, what nonsense are you talking about? I am a disciple of the Holy Sect. If I don't act ruthlessly, how can I live up to the stereotype of the Holy Sect in the minds of you fellow Daoists!" Upon hearing this, Tan Shuchang immediately waved his hands, as if to say, "Fellow Daoist, you are taking off your pants to fart."

"What a great disciple of the Holy Sect!"

As Long Zhangyuan said this, he took a step forward.

Clang!
There was a sound of sword ringing, and lightning flashed between heaven and earth. Then the sword energy was like a dragon, condensing into a long sword of light and shadow in Long Zhangyuan's hand.

This is exactly his top-grade flying sword of the spiritual magic weapon level.

After entering the dream, Long Zhangyuan not only digested the benefits he had gained in Tujian Mountain, but also acquired nearly fifty years of practice skills in one fell swoop. His swordsmanship realm also reached the level of unity between man and sword.

"Do you dare to take my sword?"

"If I don't accept the invitation from an old friend, I will seem too unkind. But now is the period of the Sword-Asking Secret Book, so let's do this, Brother Long, just take my sword!" As he said this, Tan Shuchang slashed off another blood-colored sword energy.

"Hmph! You underestimate me too much!" When Long Zhangyuan saw that it was just a sword energy, he was suddenly a little angry. He thought that Tan Shuchang was looking down on him, so he immediately slashed with his sword.

When the sword energy collided with the top-grade flying sword, the sword energy was naturally defeated, but the killing rules in the sword energy had been triggered.

However, Long Zhangyuan did not die.

Because another piece of jade pendant was broken on his body.

Seeing this scene, Tan Shuchang was not surprised. When he made his move, he had already anticipated that this damn Tujian Mountain was rich and powerful. However, although the person was not dead, the killing rule backfired and Long Zhangyuan fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Fellow Daoist Long, I've always been wondering why you think that my opponent will be you?" Tan Shuchang said in a faint voice, and then he felt the several qi energies locking onto himself, and took a step forward.

Suddenly, these energy points collapsed.

Last time, facing these energy forces that locked onto him, he could only endure. But this time, all of them were coming to him to die!

Nine blood-red sword auras emerged from behind him, and then slashed out together!
(End of this chapter)