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Volume 1: First Entering the Demon Sect Chapter 56: Life and Death Fight (Part 2)

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    Bone-white ghost claws rolled all over the sky, constantly attacking Ximenjie, and there were even a few green will-o'-the-wisps mixed in, making Ximenjie even more defenseless.  After all, he was inferior to Jiang Chen in terms of long-range attacks.  Ximenjie had no choice but to sacrifice the Ten Ghost Flags.  So, the half of the arena where he was standing was immediately filled with dark winds and black mist. Ghosts poured out from the flags and attacked Jiang Chen.  Jiang Chen sneered, then patted the storage bag and sacrificed his Ten Ghost Banners as well.  The other half of the arena where he was standing was also filled with gloomy ghostly mist, accompanied by bursts of ghostly howling sounds, as if he was in a cemetery.  The ghosts in the Ten Ghost Banners of the two people rushed toward each other with black mist at the same time, and then started fighting fiercely in the sky in the center of the ring.  In an instant, the battle fell into a stalemate again.  Now Ximenjie was a little anxious. Jiang Chen was faster than him, and he was good at long-range attacks, making it difficult for him to get close.  No matter how cunning and ruthless his Yin Sha Fist was, he still failed to achieve even the slightest benefit.  "Okay! It seems that you really force me to use the clavicle rod!" Ximenjie shouted wildly.  He then turned his fist into a palm and patted his storage bag.  A long stick more than ten feet long appeared in his hand.  This long stick is actually a clavicle with white bones. I don¡¯t know what kind of monster it was taken from, but it is so long.  Judging from the faint scale light emitting from its surface, it is definitely a powerful magic weapon.  "Haha! Jiang Chen, go to hell!" Ximenjie swung the clavicle club viciously, bringing with it a fierce hurricane.  It struck straight at Jiang Chen's head. The force was extremely powerful, and it transformed into three stick shadows in the middle, making it impossible to tell which one was the phantom and which one was the real body.  "Oops! This clavicle rod is a mid-level magic weapon, and it is considered a very high-level magic weapon among disciples in the Qi Refining Stage. Jiang Chen seems to have found in the quiz that the best magic weapon is only a junior magic weapon.  It's one step behind!" The Demon Soul Ancestor couldn't help but secretly screamed.  I thought that if I had known something like this would happen, I would have given Jiang Chen a few mid-level magic weapons to defend himself early in the morning.  But now it is obviously impossible for him to give Jiang Chen any more magic weapons and pills.  Wu Chuan, Ding Lei, Zheng Yiran and others also had their hearts in their throats.  They are all too aware of the power of mid-level magic weapons. Elementary and low-level magic weapons are almost vulnerable to the clavicle rod.  But what surprised them was that there was no fear on Jiang Chen's face.  He patted the storage bag again, and a machete that shone like gold and was as cold as water appeared in his hand. There were nine rings made of bright red goose feathers on the back of the machete.  "Peng!" Jiang Chen brandished his sword!  I saw two sword lights bursting out at the same time, flying straight towards Ximenjie's throat.  At the same time, the bone shield also appeared in his hand, firmly blocking it in front of him.  "Ah! Yan Ling Dao!" Several of the ancestors in the Golden Core stage are all knowledgeable people, so they naturally saw it.  Although this Yan Ling Dao is also a mid-level magic weapon, its material is made of the feathers of the fifth-level demonic beast Blood Red Goose, and is refined with high-grade black gold. Therefore, although the grade is not high, its attack power is very high.  powerful.  It is comparable to some ordinary high-level magic weapons.  Ximenjie was immediately shocked.  ????Jiang Chen would use his bone shield to parry the clavicle club he struck.  Although he firmly believed that with the power of the clavicle rod, he would be able to destroy the shield and crack Jiang Chen's head.  But his throat will also be cut by Jiang Chen's Yanling knife.  He wanted to kill Jiang Chen, but he didn¡¯t want to die with Jiang Chen.  Naturally, he would not do such a lose-lose thing.  So, Ximenjie retracted his offensive decisively, raised the bone club with both hands, and parried away the two swords.  However, what Ximenjie didn't expect was that when the two golden sword lights were about to approach the clavicle rod, they suddenly merged into one, and then flew from the bottom of the clavicle rod with lightning speed, grazing the edge of the rod.  To Ximenjie's chest.  "The first level of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique! The demonic flames are overwhelming the sky!" Jiang Chen shouted loudly, and saw the golden sword light in the air. Suddenly, the light shone brightly, and the strong spiritual power fluctuations showed that it contained huge energy.  .  Even a blind man can feel the huge destructive power it contains.  Ximenjie suddenly felt the souls of the dead. He had no time to dodge, so he could only pour all his spiritual power into the protective shield, trying to catch the sword light.  "No! Ximenjie, you can't take it! This is the Demon Sword Technique! And Jiang Chen has already successfully mastered the first level!" Demon Corpse Ancestor screamed.  But obviously Ximenjie had no time to react, he only heard a loud "bang"?, the body-protecting shield was immediately shattered by the golden sword light. The sword light flew straight into Ximenjie's chest, and then came out from behind him After the explosion, a figure suddenly retreated.  A painful groan came from Ximenjie's mouth, and his face was also horribly pale. A trace of blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth, and a large blood hole appeared in his chest. His body flew backwards several feet away.  , fell down on the ring.  But fortunately, Ximenjie was stabbed in the right chest, not the left chest, and the monk's physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people. Although he was seriously injured, it was not fatal.  Looking at Ximenjie¡¯s fallen figure in embarrassment, everyone¡¯s eyes froze in an instant.  When they saw blood spurting out from Ximenjie's chest and their fighting power was completely exhausted, they all couldn't help but screamed in surprise. There was an unbelievable surprise in everyone's voice.  Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Ximenjie tried to struggle to stand up, but as soon as he sat up, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he immediately fell to the ground again.  But at this moment, he felt a chill coming over him. When he looked up, he saw a golden light flashing in front of his eyes, and a golden sword was heading towards his neck "I surrender! I surrender! This competition  You win the battle!" Ximenjie is indeed a smart person. He knows that he is no longer a match for Jiang Chen despite his serious injury.  Now he could only hope that Jiang Chen would be kind and let him go.  "Jiang Chen, let him go! I'm willing to reward him with spirit stones!" The ancestor of the Demon Corpse's solemn voice rang out.  The sword paused in the air for a moment, but ignored it and swooped across at a faster speed "Pfft!" With a sound, Ximenjie's head flew more than ten feet away with a cloud of blood, and it flew out without a trace.  The head's corpse spurted out a large amount of blood from its neck, and then fell to the ring.  This time he couldn't be more dead.  Jiang Chen hooked his left hand, and Ximenjie's storage bag came into his hands.  He tied it around his waist.  According to the rules of a life-and-death fight, all belongings of the loser naturally belong to the winner.  "How dare Shuzi disobey my order!" Demon Corpse Ancestor saw that Jiang Chen didn't even take his words seriously, and was furious. He immediately jumped up from his seat, and a powerful aura from his body was directed towards the ring.  Sweeping up, Jiang Chen suddenly felt difficulty breathing, his body sluggish, his legs trembled involuntarily on the ring, and he squatted down.
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