Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3494: Hidden help

Purple Night Sword Sect's core, disciple Jinsang, doesn't even have a single God level Medicine Pill on him, let alone a Spirit Pill, or even a single best-quality Immortal Pill. At this moment, he is lying on the ring weakly, gasping like a gossamer.

On the opposite side, after Xue Ran of Thunder Sword Sect disciple swallowed God level Medicine Pill, both the injury and the power of within the body's cultivation level are recovering rapidly. There was murderous aura on his face, and then he took a difficult step, and approached Jinsang step by step with Divine Sword.

"It's unforgivable that you have caused me to suffer such serious injuries. This is definitely the greatest shame in my life."

"This shame can only be repaid with your blood." Xue Ran gritted his teeth, and the Divine Sword in his hand gradually bloomed into bright sword glow.

High in the sky, Nong Fugui complexion was surrounded by gloomy, and said in a deep voice, "We will lose this match Purple Night Sword Sect disciple!"

"Wait a minute, Elder Nong, I think it's better for your sect's disciple own to admit defeat." But this time, Lang Qi stopped Nong Fugui, and an aura belonging to Immortal Monarch Realm 5-layer locked on Nong Fugui. Wealthy, don't let farmers' wealth go away.

"Jin Sang has been seriously injured and is unable to fight anymore, and as the elder of sect, I have the right to make decisions for disciple." Nong Fugui gloomy said with a straight face, his old eyes gradually became sharper: "Is it true? , your Thunder Sword Sect's disciple sincerely wants to kill the core disciple of Purple Night Sword Sect in the ring?"

Lang Qi turned a deaf ear to the question of farmers' wealth, but turned his head and stared down at Jinsang, who was lying on the ring, with a hypocritical smile on his face, and said slowly: "Your name is Jinsang, right? , It took more than 800,000 years of cultivation in Purple Night Sword Sect to achieve today's state. But do you know how long Xue Ran, your opponent, has cultivated? For more than 70,000 years, Xue Ran has reached this state from an ordinary person, only It took more than 70,000 years, less than one-tenth of yours, but in the end, you are not his opponent."

Jin Sang was not in a coma, so he heard Lang Qi's words clearly, and there was anger in his old eyes.

Because this battle is very unfair to him!

"Jin Sang, now I give you a chance to admit defeat to Xue Ran, and admit that you, as Purple Night Sword Sect disciple, are far inferior to our Thunder Sword Sect's disciple, otherwise, the two of you will continue to fight." Lang Qi The humiliating words came down from the air, not only the angry Jinsang complexion was pale, but even many disciple of Purple Night Sword Sect clenched their fists tightly, and the anger in their hearts could not be added.

"I...don't...admit defeat...never...would rather...be killed than...bow...to you..." On the ring, lying Jinsang on the ground made the sound of gnashing his teeth intermittently.

"You Thunder Sword Sect, you have gone too far." Sect Master Chen Shuzhi also made a cold voice.

"If you think it's too much, then you Purple Night Sword Sect don't take part in the betting in the ring, and take your whole family to move out of sect immediately." Lang Qi laughed.

Nong Fugui and Chen Shuzhi fell silent.

Below, Jian Chen, who was standing among a group of consecrateds, paused for a moment on Nong Fugui and Chen Shuzhi, and then turned his gaze to the ring. With a thought, a ray of invisible sword intent immediately condensed from the void, and then he passed through Space Principle , Unknowingly, it was directly sent to Jinsang's within the body.

"Continue to burn your Highest Origin, to urge the sword intent of within the body to kill your opponent. Although this is not the power of your own, it may make you feel invincible, but this battle in the arena , it is not fair to Purple Night Sword Sect disciple."

Jian Chen changed the voice of own to transmit the sound to Jinsang. No one in the field could hear this sound transmission except Jinsang.

Suddenly, Jinsanga's gloomy gaze rekindled hope. Although he didn't know who was helping own, he could feel the power of within the body, sword intent.

This is definitely a powerful force that can kill any Nine Heavens Profound Immortal.

In the next moment, Jinsang continued to burn the little life Highest Origin left, and saw an invisible fire appearing on his body. With the support of this flame, he stood up from the ring with difficulty.

At this time, Xue Ran came to the opposite of Jinsang with Divine Sword trembling step by step, with a cruel expression on his face, and he was about to slash out with a sword.

However, at this moment, a strong sword intent erupted from Jin Sang's body, and then transformed into a soaring sword glow that enveloped Xue Ran in an instant.

This sword glow came and went quickly. Before everyone could react, the sword glow that bloomed from Jinsang's body had disappeared.

Then, as if Jinsang had lost all his strength, he fell on the ring with his body upright, his eyes closed tightly, and he fell into a deep coma.

On the opposite side, the disciple Xue Ran of Thunder Sword Sect stood there stiffly, and on his forehead, there was a thin bloodstain.

Although his body did not fall down, Primordial Spirit has been torn apart, completely body and soul completely eliminated.

High in the sky, Langqi complexion suddenly big change, and appeared on the ring in an instant, with a terrifying rays of light staring at Xue Ran with a look of disbelief on his face.

Nong Fugui also came to Jinsang's side. He first glanced at Xue Ran with a look of surprise, and then immediately took Jinsang away without any hesitation.

Purple Night Sword Sect's Sect Master Chen Shuzhi appeared on the ring, frowned and stared at Xue Ran who was already falls/dies, and muttered: "What secret skill is this? As the master of a sect, I have never heard that I still have this in Purple Night Sword Sect Secret technique?"

Suddenly, a powerful killing intent flooded out, and I saw Langqi complexion gloomy incomparably looking at Jinsang, who was protected by Nong Fugui in behind, and fell into a coma, with a burst of anger in his eyes. Biting cold voice: "How dare you dare to kill my disciple of Thunder Sword Sect. Purple Night Sword Sect must give me an explanation for this matter."

"The death of your Jinglei Sword Sect disciple was just an accident. Jinsang is now also seriously injured, his foundation is damaged, and he has fallen into a deep coma. From this point, it is not difficult to see that his last move, It's not something that own can control at all, otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen to this point." Nong Fugui said in a deep voice, "Besides, the two sides are fighting, and it is inevitable that they will lose their defense. This must be, and I think you understand it in your heart."

"Accident? Just a simple accident and you want to expose this matter?" Lang Qi's eyes became extremely terrifying, like a ferocious beast, with a bloodthirsty taste, he stared sharply at Nong Fugui said word by word: "Give this person to me, I hope you don't force me to do it myself."

"Ha Ha Ha, is Jing Lei Jianzong so unbearable to lose?" At this moment, a loud laugh came, and Jiang Nan, who was standing in the consecrated group, came out and said loudly: "Set up a ring battle!" You are the ones who hurt justice, you are the ones who violated fairness, and you are the ones who are going to kill you in the arena. Now that your people have been killed, you are not happy all of a sudden. Your Jinglei Sword Sect is a respectable sect anyway. Become so shameless that you can't even afford to lose a ring battle?"

Langqi gloomy glanced at Jiangnan, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Purple Night Sword Sect's consecrated, Jiangnan, comes from Jiyao Heaven Jiang's family." Jiangnan sneered.

When he heard Jiyao Heaven Jiang's family, Lang Qi's pupils shrank suddenly, showing a strong look of fear, he was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "This is a matter between us and Purple Night Sword Sect, and you The foreign consecrated has nothing to do with it.”

"It doesn't matter, what's the matter? I just can't understand how your Thunder Sword Sect can't afford to lose, so stand up and say something fair." Jiang Nan looked contemptuous.

Lang Qi slowly closed his eyes, and did not continue to argue with Jiang Nan here. When he opened his eyes again, it showed a chilling coldness.

The next moment, he left the ring with Xue Ran's body.

In the second round, Purple Night Sword Sect won!

"In the next battle, it doesn't matter whether you live or die. Once you get on the ring, only one person can survive."

"Yaoyang, you go!" Langqi's voice came out.

On the arena below, disciple of the second Jinglei Sword Sect flew up and shouted towards the main peak: "Purple Night Sword Sect, whoever comes to the battle, lives or dies!"

"Yaoyang must also have an Divine Item on his body, as well as Spirit Pills in different quantities." Jiangnan's voice came again, with a sneer on his face: "You Thunder Sword Sect is determined to bully Purple Night Sword Sect The disciple has no Divine Item, no God level Medicine Pill, right? Or, do you want Purple Night Sword Sect to leave Zixiao sword domain in the most ugly and desolate way?"

hearing that, a group of core disciple of Purple Night Sword Sect look changes one after another, and immediately their mood sank to the bottom of the valley. Those disciple who were gearing up and wanted to go up to fight, also died down at this moment.

In their eyes, this arena battle is related to sect's face and dignity. Every fight is very important, and they dare not stand up easily if they are not sure.

"Let me do it." At this moment, Jian Chen stood up and flew directly onto the ring.

"Isn't that Jian Chen consecrated? Why did he run to join the battle?" Looking at Jian Chen standing on the ring, all the disciple of Purple Night Sword Sect were stunned, even the dozens of consecrated were surprised.

High in the sky, the eyes of Chen Shuzhi and Nong Fugui also fell on Jian Chen.

Langqi glanced at Jian Chen sharply, and said condescendingly: "This is a matter between our Thunder Sword Sect and Purple Night Sword Sect. What qualifications do you have to participate as an externally hired consecrated?"

Jian Chen ignored Langqi, he had stayed in Purple Night Sword Sect for some time, and naturally knew that Purple Night Sword Sect has a rule, that is, all external Custodians are not allowed to participate in sect's internal affairs.

The Custodian of Purple Night Sword Sect needs only two contributions. One is to contribute to mobilize the Juling Mountain, and the other is to assist Purple Night Sword Sect disciple to gather the seven colors sword lotus.

The number of powerhouse in Purple Night Sword Sect is too small. Whether it is to stimulate the spirit gathering mountain or condense the seven colors sword lotus flower, the strength of the sword sect itself is not enough, and external recruitment is necessary.

However, Purple Night Sword Sect has many enemies, its development is limited, and it will be threatened all the time. Under normal circumstances, no powerhouse will join such sect, so Purple Night Sword Sect issued these rules for external Custodian.

And these Custodian are not actually disciple of Purple Night Sword Sect, they are at most a contractual relationship.

Jian Chen looked at Chen Shuzhi, the head of Purple Night Sword Sect, and the elder Nong Fugui, and said, "I'm Jian Chen, and I'm willing to join Purple Night Sword Sect, become a member of Purple Night Sword Sect, and fight for Purple Night Sword Sect. I don't know if the head and the elders agree!"