The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

"ah……"

The two big men were extremely rough, but they still couldn't withstand the pain, roaring and rolling on the ground.

I originally thought that there would be no danger in the small Xiantian realm, but what happened to the sword just now? The sword flashed, and it was so fast and terrifying.

The two of them didn't react in time at all. They were still in the Xiantian realm after all, but they were completely defeated by warriors of the same level, and even lost an arm.

Ji Chuan slowly turned around and looked at the two people in pain with a sneer on his face, knowing that they were not the masterminds.

This was just Ji Chuan's guess, but he knew that this was the real situation.

This is sensitivity to danger!

Just like before, although there was no murderous intention, there was still a sense of uneasiness.

Until now, the uneasiness has not faded away, so Ji Chuan has always maintained due vigilance.

Looking at the two of them, Ji Chuan had no expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, who ordered you to come."

Even so, Ji Chuan's mind was always on his surroundings to prevent anyone from sneaking up on him.

"..."

Their arms were bleeding, their faces turned pale, they turned a deaf ear to Ji Chuan's questions, and just roared hoarsely.

Trying to use this pain to gain sympathy in the hope of finding a way out?

Ji Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not become angry and took a few steps towards the two of them.

Immediately, Ji Chuan sneered, put his foot on the wound on his arm, and kept rubbing Jin Yiwei's standard boots on the wound.

He did the same thing to the other person, and his toes were stained with bright red blood.

"ah……"

This time, the roars of the two men shocked almost everyone nearby. Their faces were almost distorted due to severe pain, and blood gurgled out of their arms.

His face turned pale for a moment, and even his screams gradually became quieter.

"Can we tell who it is now?" Ji Chuan asked calmly.

This indifferent look made the two people's eyelids twitch, cold sweat dripping from their faces, and their whole bodies were soaked in sweat in an instant.

"yes……"

One person couldn't bear the pain and was about to speak, but was stopped by the other person's eyes.

Ji Chuan, who was a man, could not touch a fool in his eyes. The crimson blade flashed past, and a stream of blood shot out.

One leg was broken at the knee. The man who had just pointed his eyes at him screamed in agony, and his left leg disappeared.

It seemed that he couldn't shout out, and could only hear faint moans. Ji Chuan looked at the other person with a cold face, and his meaning was self-evident.

"I said, I said..."

The big man next to him felt his scalp numb when he saw that he had lost an arm. As a warrior, he could still endure it and survive in the extremely dangerous world, but if he lost another leg, it would really be worse to live than to die.

Thinking of this, he was afraid that if Ji Chuan was unhappy, he would raise his knife and drop it.

It was easy for Ji Chuan, but for him, it was a life-threatening matter.

Ji Chuan shook off the blood on the knife and said with an indifferent expression, "Just tell me. Once you are found to have lied, you know the consequences."

After saying that, he twisted his right hand and the blade flashed past, slicing across the throat of the big man next to him at an extremely fast speed.

"Well……"

He seemed unable to understand how he could die inexplicably. If it happened again, he would never accept this task, but there is no regret medicine anywhere in the world.

Seeing this, another big man swallowed unconsciously, shrank his neck, looked at Ji Chuan with fearful eyes, pondered for a moment, seemed to be trying to express his words, and then said slowly: "We are just following orders, don't blame me. We, really don’t blame us…”

By the end, I almost cried.

Ji Chuan showed a hint of boredom, pointed the embroidered spring knife at the big man, and said in a deep voice: "If you are trying to play tricks on me, you know what will happen to you."

The big man was startled, and he didn't even have time to regret, and said quickly: "Yes... yes... yes..."

"Well!"

The big man was about to speak out, but unexpectedly, a black butterfly dart was suddenly thrust into his throat, hitting his vital point.

He didn't even have a chance to speak, so he fell to the ground and died. Only now did he realize that his fate had already been doomed, from the moment he prepared to go against Ji Chuan.

Even if he didn't die in the hands of his own family, Ji Chuan would never let him go. This was his realization before his death.

"Who? Get out!"

Ji Chuan's eyes sharpened, and his aura suddenly surged. He even used all the power of his soul to continuously search the surrounding crowd.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Except for the crowd around him, no one responded to Ji Chuan. Instead, butterfly darts were shot from all directions, rushing towards Ji Chuan with fierce force, aiming straight for Ji Chuan's vitals.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

Seeing this, Ji Chuan snorted coldly, his eyes wandering around, the sword flashed, and the butterfly dart was easily blocked without any effort.

Soon, Ji Chuan's eyes narrowed and he sneered: "I found you."

Immediately he used the Phantom Demonic Body Technique, leaving an afterimage on the spot. When he saw Ji Chuan again, he was already rushing towards the rear.

Ji Chuan's sinister look flashed across the passers-by. No matter they were ordinary people or warriors, they could not withstand the crimson blade passing by.

Along the way, dozens of corpses fell down along the way. These people were obviously ordered. Ji Chuan would not be merciful. If someone killed him, he would not sit back and wait for death.

Innocent people were killed, Ji Chuan could only say sorry...

In an instant, Ji Chuan suddenly came to a wretched man with a beard who was hiding in the crowd. He slashed with his sword with such force and force that the wretched man was so frightened that he hurriedly drew out the sword from his waist. Resist one or two.

Instantly, his face turned red!

This person's name is Liu Sheng, a casual cultivator with a master level. He is cunning and cunning, but he is good at using a butterfly dart.

In the arena, his hidden weapon skills are second to none.

"How is it possible? How can there be such a big gap between us both at the Grand Master level?"

Liu Sheng had a look of fear on his face. He was not as at ease as before, and he growled with lingering fear. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

"You dare to kill me?" Ji Chuan looked at Liu Sheng and increased the strength in his hands, not even using martial arts such as the Immortal Seal.

Facing a man who was good at using hidden weapons and confronting him head-on with a weapon, Ji Chuan had no fear at all.

Liu Sheng's pressure suddenly doubled. At such a close range, there was no room for him to use his hidden weapon, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Fortunately, he was not the only one here today, otherwise he would have died.

Thinking of this, Liu Sheng ignored the issue of face and shouted: "Hurry up and take action. I am not his opponent. The information is wrong. This person is not weak. We have been deceived."

Today, they got up together and had already laid an ambush here. They were surrounded by almost all the people they brought, and of course there were some pedestrians. These people were cannon fodder.

Even if Ji Chuan killed dozens of people, Liu Sheng didn't even frown. Cannon fodder must have the consciousness of cannon fodder.

Ji Chuan frowned slightly and his heart sank. There was actually someone who had not been discovered. With his extraordinary spiritual sense, he was not aware of it.