Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

Even if he dies today, his appearance can be seen by his seniors, and he will definitely not show any timidity. In this case, his seniors will not be disappointed with the Supreme Sword Sect, and will definitely choose useful people from them in the future.

But if Kenshin dies.

The meaning of him doing so much is gone.

Jian Chen knew very well that as an immortal, he had now lost all his power and became a mortal.

The prestige of the Supreme Sword Sect will definitely plummet.

Even lower than when he had not yet become an immortal.

After all, during this period of time, both the Supreme Sword Sect and him had done too many overly arrogant things in the entire world of immortality.

The trees fell and the hozens scattered; the drums broke and thousands of people beat them.

Those guys who like to add insult to injury most will not let the Supreme Sword Sect go.

But as long as Jian Xin is there, with his talent, it won't take long for him to improve his cultivation to the state before he became an immortal, and he can become an immortal without even needing Ye Jiu's help.

And no matter how humiliated the Supreme Sword Sect is, it will be able to restore its former glory sooner or later.

So Kenshin cannot die.

Quan Yi looked at Jian Xin coldly, raised his eyes, and was not surprised that this weak boy could withstand one of his attacks.

This only shows that he is very talented and very determined.

But that makes no sense at all.

If in his time.

He is happy to help this kind of genius who has not grown up to grow up, and eventually becomes a strong man, challenging him.

But now that he has Ye Jiu as his goal, he doesn't need to do these boring things.

The Demon-Conquering Pestle emits a powerful light, instantly surrounding it.

People only saw a group of figures slowly dissipating among them.

Many people were heartbroken and unwilling to see it.

Even Jian Chen closed his eyes in despair and pain.

People feel that.

Kenshin is dead.

After all, it was a strike from an immortal.

With Kenshin's cultivation level, he was lucky enough to be able to survive the first blow. How could he withstand the second blow?

Even Kenshin himself felt that he was dead.

And the moment before he was about to lose consciousness.

The world suddenly became clear.

The power covering his body suddenly disappeared, replaced by an icy cold touch.

Opening his eyes, he vaguely saw a man standing in front of him.

A young man who makes people unable to take their eyes off him.

He stood in front of him like a leisurely court, using an unknown shield to block all the power released by Quan Yi.

Kenshin opened his mouth with difficulty.

"You...you are...Ye Jiu?"

He recognized who it was.

It was none other than the Immortal Ye Jiu who shone brightly at the gathering of heroes a few days ago.

Ye Jiu tilted his head slightly when he heard his voice.

"As long as he's not dead, otherwise Uncle Jian's body, which isn't very good to begin with, might just cry to death."

The voice was not loud, but also a little playful.

But it was so incredible to Kenshin's ears.

Uncle Jian...what does it mean?

Could it be that his master is related to the powerful immortal in front of him?

Why has Master never mentioned it...

He couldn't help but think too much.

Ye Jiu, who had blocked all the strange attacks, raised his foot and kicked him to Jian Chen's side.

"Fortunately, I didn't kick it over the head."

He nodded with satisfaction and looked at Quan Yi.

"Little monk, you seem to be stronger than before."

When Quan Yi heard what he said, he was so excited that he suppressed his urge to fight Ye Jiu and said word by word: "It's just a few things. Compared with you, they are far behind."

Ye Jiu saw what he was enduring, and raised his eyes. His eyes changed from cynical to indifferent.

"By the way, I heard from Uncle Jian that you killed Uncle Huang and some other people just to have a fight with me?"

Quan Yi didn't say anything, and Ye Jiu didn't pay attention and continued talking.

"Then I'll stand here now, or else just be direct, I'll knock you down, and you won't come to me again, how about that?"

These words made Quanyi almost lose his power.

The veins on his forehead popped out, and his face turned the color of pig liver. The thought of fighting Ye Jiu to death kept flashing through his mind.

But Ye Jiu's sword that he saw in the void left a deep mark on his heart, so much so that even so, he was able to calm down.

"I am not strong enough to fight you to the death now. If you think you will be surpassed by me if you give me time, just kill me now."

This is the trick.

Ye Jiu could naturally hear it.

He looked the young monk up and down.

"You're really interesting. You actually used provocation. But I really don't intend to kill you. After all, since I came to this world, I haven't met many people as perseverant as you."

Perseverance can also be called dog skin plaster, the kind that can't be shaken off.

Quan Yi did not understand the meaning of Ye Jiu's words and only thought that Ye Jiu was praising him.

"Donor, thank you very much for your compliments. Can the young monk leave now?"

"Of course, it's just that Uncle Jian is my friend after all. Since you beat him like that, if I don't help him stand up, it would be really chilling."

As he spoke, the Chant Sword had fallen into Ye Jiu's hands.

"Little monk, I have to teach you a lesson."

The voice fell.

A slow sword energy moved towards Quan Yi.

Quan Yi's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly gathered all his immortal power into a protective shield that was only attached to his body, but even so, he did not dare to feel at ease.

This sword energy seems to be very slow.

But he didn't have the slightest confidence that he could avoid it.

But if it was hit so solidly.

Completely different convictions.

He will die.

ps: The author crawled back from hell. I had some problems in the past few days, but they have been solved!

Chapter 416·Rescuing the unlucky Jian Chen

The slow sword energy gradually approached, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily gathered together.

Behind Quanyi, thousands of angry-eyed Vajras all stood in front of him, hoping to delay the arrival of this sword energy.

But these powerful King Kongs were like a ball of bubbles, passing by easily, leaving only nothingness behind.

And when the sword energy passed across Qi Qi's chest, he felt as small as a mortal, enduring the punishment of thousands of cuts, his whole body burst into pieces, and the bright red blood sprayed freely, forming a blood mist in the air.

This sword energy passed through the completely different bodies and continued to move forward without any sign of slowing down. Those who were standing in the sky far away to peek hurriedly ran away, but they seemed to be attacked by some kind of ancient beast. He was like a little rabbit that he was staring at, trembling all over and completely incapable of escaping.

He was about to die under this sword energy.

Ye Jiu stretched out a hand and shook it lightly, and the sword energy returned at the same speed, and Quan Wei was naturally destroyed in this way again.

"Little monk, don't die."

He only said these six words before disappearing into the portal that appeared behind him.

What was left was the still-expanding blood mist and the stunned people who couldn't believe what had just happened.

Someone boldly used the Wind Release Technique to disperse the blood mist slightly, revealing the completely different appearance inside.

And this look.

It actually made countless monks who had gone through hundreds of battles and killed countless people unable to help but tremble.

"This, this, this...this, bone...bone..."

"It's bones! He, he only has bones left!"

"The Immortal is dead? The Immortal is dead!?"

"I'm not dreaming... Obviously, aren't they all immortals? Why is there such a big gap?"

"Oh my god... Where did that Ye Jiu, ah no, that sword immortal, come from? Why has there never been any record of this person in Zhongzhou?"

These monks from Zhongzhou look at me and I look at you. They don’t know how to deal with the completely different bones.

The skeleton was different from outsiders. It was like jade, and the scattered blood mist was not contaminated at all.

Looking at it, many people feel greedy.

These are the bones of an immortal.

There was a book in ancient times that said this.

Immortal flesh and blood can help people greatly increase their cultivation, and can even use it to become immortals.

Immortal eyes can refine spiritual pets and search for them, which is unparalleled.

And the bones of immortals are the best things for forging magic weapons.

Magic weapons forged from the bones of immortals may even break away from the constraints of acquired nature and reach the realm of innateness.

Although these are just legends in a book.

But now, the chance to test the legend is at hand.

How many people won't be moved?

Even those sects that claimed to be upright were secretly picking up the magic weapons in their hands at this moment and heading towards the completely different bones bit by bit.

The closest person is Kenshin.

But he didn't want that.

Now he just wants to see how his master is doing.

The sword immortal didn't know what he had used before, but it actually restored his body that was on the verge of collapse to its original state, and even increased his cultivation level.

Therefore, Kenshin can have enough strength to return to the 1st floor position.

But when he came here, he found that Jian Chen had lost his trace.

The supreme sword also disappeared together.

Jian Xin was flustered.

I'm afraid that someone is taking advantage of Master's loss of cultivation, so it will be detrimental to him.

But soon, he saw a line of small words on the ground, which read: "I took the person away, and I will give you life."