"bite!"

As the crisp sound of metal handover sounded quietly at this moment, the madman Lin Feng's dragon-subdued sword collided with the unparalleled sword in Jian Xilai's hand.

The attack was blocked, and the madman Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with a cold light, his arms trembled violently, and a powerful force erupted from his Dragon Subduing Sword, shocking the sword west to retreat.

"Dingdeng..."

Jian Xilai was shocked and before he could stabilize his body, the madman Lin Feng suddenly swung his palm, and sixteen fingertip blades flew out of his hand like sixteen flying knives, attacking Jian Xilai and blocking his retreat, making his face chill.

"snort!"

Seeing this, Jian Xilai let out a cold snorted disdain from his nose, and stomped his feet suddenly. The sharp sword energy flew out from the ground like a sharp sword without warning, blocking all the sixteen fingertip blades.

"Swish..."

However, taking advantage of the gap just now, the mad demon Lin Feng had already appeared above Jian Xilai's head. The sword light flashed, and the dazzling light burst out on the Dragon Subduing Sword. He held it tightly with one hand and slashed it towards Jian Xilai.

"bite!"

Jian Xilai's face was cold, and the unparalleled sword in his hand suddenly blocked his head and collided with the madman Lin Feng's falling dragon-subduing sword, making a crisp sound.

"Boom..."

At the same time, Jian Xilai's body suddenly turned to one side and slapped the crazy Lin Feng's chest with a palm.

The moment he turned sideways, the invisible sword energy burst out on the Dragon Sword, cutting the thick floor open, leaving a three-meter-long trace.

If Jian Xilai hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been dismembered by the sword of the madman Lin Feng just now. It can be imagined how powerful the sword of the madman Lin Feng is.

"Bang!"

Facing Jian Xilai's palm that dodged sideways, the crazy Lin Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, and there was no intention of dodging at all. Instead, he clasped his fist with his left hand around the black energy and smashed it out at Jian Xilai's palm on his chest.

With a dull collision sound, Jian Xilai's palm collided with the fist of the madman Lin Feng. The surging fist power burst out on the fist of the madman Lin Feng. Unceremoniously shattered and swallowed Jian Xilai's palm power and rushed into his body...

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood sprayed out of Jian Xilai's mouth, and his body retreated dozens of steps before stabilizing his body.

"Crazy, you..."

He was about to speak, but the madman Lin Feng did not give him any chance to speak at all. His whip legs were surrounded by black energy, sweeping towards Jianxi like a dragon waving his tail, causing the fierce light to flash in his eyes and cold words in his mouth.

"Sword Twenty-one!"

"Boom!"

As Jian Xilai's words fell, twenty-one unparalleled flying swords condensed from Jian Xilai's hard-working tempering evolved, forming a sword cage to block him and collided with the whip leg kicked by the madman Lin Feng.

"Click..."

However, the sword cage was shattered by the powerful force carried by the madman Lin Feng's whip legs after just holding on for a while, causing his whip legs to slash on Jian Xilai's body with no loss of power.

Bright red blood squirted out of Jian Xilai's mouth, and his body was shaken backwards like a cannonball, hitting heavily on the sofa in the living room and knocking it over.

If Jian Xilai hadn't had a strong breath to flip a volley and stabilize his body, he would have been pressed on the sofa at this moment.

"metropolitan!"

"metropolitan……"

"Sect Master, how are you?"

Seeing this scene, the right elder and many powerful men from the Wushuang Sword Sect couldn't help but rush to Jianxi to support his body, and there was a sound of concern in his mouth.

Jian Xilai's face was cold, his fist was pinching, and he stretched out his palm to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were coldly staring at Ye Xuan, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes surging wildly.

Obviously he didn't expect that the crazy Lin Feng would be so hateful, so difficult and difficult to deal with.

In addition, the space here is narrow, and all his sword skills are open and close. They are restricted here and it is difficult to use them, which makes Jian Xilai angry in his heart.

"Is this the leader of the Wushuang Sword Sect? But that's it!"

He easily knocked Jian Xilai away. The mad demon Lin Feng did not take action again but stared at Jian Xilai with cold eyes, and disdainful words came from his mouth.

The brief battle just now made him realize that although Jian Xilai is the leader of a sect, he is extraordinary in strength and unparalleled in swordsmanship, it is not as difficult to deal with as imagined.

Hearing the words of the crazy demon Lin Feng, Jian Xilai's face turned cold and his fists were clattering. He was about to speak, but Jian Wuhen next to him sneered, and there was a stern voice in his mouth: "It's just that crazy demon, it's just a sneak attack and take advantage of it! If the sect leader hadn't been afraid of destroying the place and hurting the innocent, would you think you could still stand here and talk? Why not..."

"No trace!"

Before Jian Wuhen could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jian Xilai's cold and indifferent voice.

He slowly raised his head, swept his cold eyes over the mad Lin Feng and Lin Zhenghao, and finally fell on Ye Xuan, and cold words came from his mouth: "Boy, tell me! What are you planning to do today?"

"Master of Sword Sect, this sentence is a good question. What's wrong with you when you talk about what's going on today?"

Hearing Jian Xilai's words, Ye Xuan yawned, stretched lazily, and spoke slowly.

"Supply the antidote from the deputy sect leader of Wuji, and we will let you go!"

Jian Xilai's eyes flashed with a cold light and he spoke indifferently.

The other party has the madman Lin Feng and Lin Zhenghao, two powerful strong men. If they really want to fight, he can only stop one of them. If they really want to fight, they will undoubtedly be a lose-lose.

This is something Jianxilai didn't want to see.

Moreover, if Jian Wuji takes the death to disperse this extremely poison in his seven steps, he will completely lose his life.

If Jian Wuji really died, this would undoubtedly be a huge loss for their Wushuang Sword Sect.

Now that Su Hai is surging, the auction conference is about to begin. The three Supreme Elders and the ancestors of their sect have not come yet. The situation in front of him is not what he is willing to see.

The so-called endurance is calm for a while, and the sea and the sky are wide open!

Jian Xilai had already made the plan to take a step back. As long as Ye Xuan crossed the antidote that had been killed by Jian Wuji's seven steps, he would let them go.

"Let us go? Jianxi comes, you are afraid you haven't figured out the situation. This is my territory and I run a hotel. If you want to leave, you will leave!"

Lin Zhenghao said coldly when he heard Jian Xilai's words.

"Okay, as long as Ye Xuan hand over the antidote, I will take the people away!"

Jian Xilai's face was cold, his fist was clattering, and he opened his mouth with gritted teeth.

When did he get so angry?

However, in order to save Jian Wuji, he endured this breath.

However, after hearing Jian Xilai's words, Ye Xuan shook his head and smiled, and said coldly: "Master of the Sword, you can leave today. As for the antidotes and other things, I'll forget it!"

"What's the meaning?"

Jian Xilai's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the dangerous light burst out.

"You have been delaying here for so long. Most of the time has passed. It is very troublesome to configure the antidote. It requires many rare medicinal materials and is difficult to find. What's more, even if you have collected all the medicinal materials for the antidote, it is too late to configure the antidote for Wuji Old Dog... So... don't waste your energy!"

"He! Dead! It's time to save the gods!"

Ye Xuan had a smile on his face, and his eyes were fixed on Wuji Sword Immortal Jian Wuji, and he spoke word by word.

"you……"

"Puff..."

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Jian Wuji's expression changed drastically, and he was about to speak, but because of his anger, a mouthful of black poisonous blood sprayed out of his mouth.

"Look... because of your delay, the toxicity has corroded Jian Wuji's five internal organs and is beyond salvation!"

Looking at Jian Wuji who was spitting blood, Ye Xuan said slowly.

"Ye Xuan, you..."

Looking at Jian Wuji's appearance at this moment, Jian Wuhen and Jian Xilai's faces changed drastically, and they stretched out their fingers to point Ye Xuan and said angrily.

"Don't point at me, and don't look at me with such eyes. This is not a big deal! If you blame me, blame me for going back on my word. What I hate the most is people who are untrustworthy! If you abide by the agreement, Jian Wuji should have already obtained the medicine for understanding at this moment... Alas, it's a pity!"

Looking at Jian Wuhen with an angry look, Jian Xilai and others, Ye Xuan sighed softly, and helpless words came from his mouth.

"Bastard, I don't care about so much. Now I want you to immediately configure the antidote for me. If Jian Wuji dies, this matter will never end. I want you to bury him with him!"

Jian Xilai suddenly pulled out the Wushuang sword in his hand and pointed at Ye Xuan from a distance, and cold words came from his mouth.

"Don't think about threatening me, I hate other people's threats the most in my life! And... you are not qualified to threaten me now."

Ye Xuan completely ignored Jian Xilai's Wushuang Sword that was pointing at him angrily, and spoke lightly.

"Bastard, you...ahem..."

Jian Wuji looked pale, stared at Ye Xuan with resentful eyes, and covered his chest and coughed violently.

He didn't expect that his old world would be completely trapped in the hands of Ye Xuan, the junior.

"Deputy Master Wuji, how are you?"

"Wuji..."

Looking at Jian Wuji's tragic and weak appearance, many powerful men from the Wushuang Sword Sect quickly supported his body, with concern in their mouths.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Jian Xilai even held the Wushuang Sword in his hand and was about to rush towards Ye Xuan with a sharp murderous intent, trying to take Ye Xuan's head, but Jian Wuhen reached out to stop him: "Sect Master, calm down..."

Then, Jian Wuhen raised his head and fell on Ye Xuan's body, with a cold and sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Ye Xuan looked at him, he looked at Ye Xuan.

The eyes were facing each other, and an invisible aura spread between the two.

After a while, Jian Wuhen sighed softly, withdrew his gaze, and spoke in a deep voice: "Ye Xuan, although we have not met several times, I know you! I know you must have a way to save Master Wuji! Master Wuji has treated me well since he was a child, and I don't want him to die! You offer a price!"

Hearing Jian Wuhen's words and looking at his appearance, Ye Xuan's brow frowned without a trace and spoke coldly.

"Are you begging me?"

"Just think I'm begging you!"

Jian Wuhen hesitated for a moment, clenched his fists, lowered his head, and spoke coldly.

Ye Xuan smiled coldly, shook his head gently, and pointed at Jianxi and said.

"It's useless to ask me for your begging me. I want Jianxi to come and he beg me!"
Chapter completed!