Starting from Uncle Nine

Chapter 168 This is the Sword Cultivator

Jiao Jie didn't pay attention to it, but his eyes became brighter. Since he established his foundation, he has never seen anyone who can fight with him in the outside world, except for learning from the golden armored warrior in the picture of thousands of flowers.

Now that he has met his opponent, how can Jiao Jie not be happy when he sees Liexin?

"burst!"

Jiao Jie spat out the word 'explosion' lightly, and the sword light burst instantly, turning into hundreds of sword qi and shooting towards the old goat monster.

Where has the old goat seen such an attack method?The sword just now made the old goat barely parry, but now the sudden burst of sword light made the old goat unable to parry, so he had to forcefully raise his demon power.

"What~"

"Crack clap."

Jiao Jie's sword energy quickly dissipated and collapsed under the sound waves.

Jiao Jie's eyes became brighter, amazing!Even if the golden-armored warrior faced his own move, he would be injured if he was caught off guard, but this old goat survived unscathed, how could Jiao Jie not be overjoyed?

Since Jiao Jie established his foundation, he has no way to show his strength at all. Except for fighting with the golden armored warriors in Wanhuatu, Jiao Jie has never been overly aggressive with his opponents.

But the golden-armored warrior just went back and forth like this, Jiao Jie has long been tired of playing with him, now when he meets the old goat, how can Jiao Jie not be happy to see him?

Seeing Jiao Jie's expression, how could the old goat not know what Jiao Jie was thinking?This guy is clearly addicted to playing!

Jiao Jie is in the prime of life, just at the age of sharpness and enterprising, the poor old sheep monster, half of his body is buried in the soil, and he has long since lost the will to fight. How can he send it to Jiao Jie's door as a sharpening stone?
"Little friend, stop for now, can you listen to the old man, little friend, little friend? Little"

Jiao Jie swung his sword and slashed, the sword energy was wanton, the old sheep monster couldn't even speak, and the old sheep monster was directly beaten, and it couldn't be done, and it showed its real body directly, and a huge black male goat appeared , head straight to Jiao Jie.

The black male goat came fiercely, and rushed towards Jiao Jie's sword gang.

Seeing the menacing attack of the black male goat, Jiao Jie wanted to avoid it, but Jiao Jie was sure that he could withstand the attack of the black male goat.

It's just a feeling in the dark that I can block it.

Hmm. Definitely not the kind that I can counter-kill.

Jiao Jie also just wanted to try how strong the black male goat is, and measure the strength of this plane.

The Qingfeng sword in Jiao Jie's hand was full of green light, and all the spiritual power of the Qingyuan Sword Art was poured into the Qingfeng sword.

The monsters hiding in the dark in the distance couldn't open their eyes stimulated by this sword energy, and the leopard demon was even more shocked: "This Taoist priest is so powerful that he forced the old goat to show his original shape!"

"Ah, no, my eyes." Shuqiang's eyes were filled with tears, and he didn't dare to look directly.

A sword with light and coldness in nineteen states, with sword energy spanning thirty thousand miles!

The sword gang, more than ten feet long, exploded with Jiao Jie's most powerful blow.

"Puff puff."

The sword energy was wanton, and the trees in the forest below were scarred by the wanton sword energy. The power was so strong that Jiao Jie couldn't control it. That's why the power leaked out.

"Let me die!"

No tricks, just pure power, simple, brutal.

Jiao Jie's sword gang slapped the black goat's forehead fiercely, and the huge counter-shock force made Jiao Jie's blood boil all over his body.

The bloody smell in his mouth stimulated Jiao Jie's brain, and his internal organs were all injured. Jiao Jie swallowed the blood forcefully. Although the internal organs were injured, Jiao Jie's aura was even more tragic.

The wounded beast was more threatening than usual.

"Good! Have fun! Come again!"

Jiao Jie's eyes became brighter, some shackles in his body were broken, a decayed, weak, cowardly soul was buried and killed, and a brand new soul was born.

This is a monk, this is a sword cultivator!
Coward what?
Draw your sword and kill the enemy!
In case of indecision, draw your sword!
You like to play chess, you like the layout, I overturned your chessboard, cut your table into two sections, let's see how you play!
Don't you just want Xu Mu'e to avenge her father and wait for an opportunity to lure her into the Taoist sect?I just ruined your plan!I killed the ghost mother, then married Xu Mu'e, and made her a good wife and mother, let's see how you plan!

If I really can't lift the table, I won't lift the chessboard. I will lift the table and stab Xu Mu'e to death with a sword. At worst, I will pay for my life. I will see how you plan!The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken!Even if I die, I will disgust you for a while!

The old goat is old, and he doesn't have the slightest desire to fight in his heart. His aura was overwhelmed by Jiao Jie, but now that Jiao Jie has awakened, his aura is fierce and aggressive, and the old goat is even more unbearable, and he faintly feels breathless Feeling angry.

"Don't, don't be like this, if you have something to say, say it well, the old man has no intention of being an enemy of the little friend, and has no intention of being an enemy of the little friend!"

The old sheep monster's eyelids twitched, looking at Jiao Jie's eyes full of murderous intent, the old sheep monster's heart trembled, and he simply changed back to the appearance of an old man.

"Little friend, can you put away your sword? Young people don't have to be so angry. Is there anything we can't talk about? You have to fight and kill."

A fierce light appeared in Jiao Jie's eyes, and he finally put away the Qingfeng Sword, and landed on the ground from mid-air, and said in a bad tone, "Well, what do you want to do?"

Although he knew that the hunchbacked old man in front of him was a monster, he was a hunchbacked old man after all, and Jiao Jie was unwilling to take action against an old monster.

"Little friend has killed thousands of foxes. Do you really want to exterminate the demon fox clan in Xiling Mountain? Can you stop? Even if there is a big hatred, the grievance has its head, the debt has its owner, and the disaster is not as good as the family Ah!" the old goat said earnestly.

Jiao Jie didn't intend to exterminate the demon fox clan in Xiling Mountain at first, Jiao Jie just wanted to know where the ghost mother's lair was, but Jiao Jie underestimated the loyalty of the demon fox, and would rather die than betray his mistress.

Seeing Jiao Jie's face softened, the old goat said again earnestly: "Little friend, the world hates you for exterminating the family and species! If you want to find the whereabouts of the ghost mother, I can help you, but please let me go." The fox family, how are you?"

Jiao Jie looked at the old sheep monster, his eyes were cloudy and he said: "Can you give me the whereabouts of the ghost mother? You are also a monster, why help me?"

The old goat said: "I'm not helping you, I'm helping the fox demon clan and leaving some blood for the fox demon clan in Xiling Mountain."

Jiao Jie fixedly looked at the old goat, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, I will believe it just once, where is the ghost mother?"

Informing Jiao Jie of the location of the ghost mother's lair, the old goat said inwardly: "Ghost mother, don't blame me, who gave you ambitions that you shouldn't have? Our Xiling Mountain monster tribe doesn't need a king, and Xiling Mountain, which is scattered in the sand, is the only place where you can get rid of it. It is Xiling Mountain that Xuanxin Zhengzong needs, and Xuanxin Zhengzong is powerful, so let's not touch Xuanxin Zhengzong's bad luck."

Ps: I have something to do today, two updates, sorry.
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