Chapter 110 I Caught You
Caiyun looked at the slightly damaged Blood Sea Gourd with heartache. She didn't care about the pain of the damaged treasure and continued to activate it with her magic power.

A blood cloud appeared in the sky and pressed down towards Yang Jian.

As long as it is wrapped in the blood cloud, the evil spirit in it will be able to crush Yang Jian.

The blood cloud was coming with great force.

Yang Jian thought to himself that something was wrong.

Urge the white clouds under your feet and run away~
The white clouds are extremely fast.

He thought it would only take a moment for him to escape from the blood cloud.

Who would have thought that after a few breaths.

He looked up and found that he was still under the blood cloud, as if he had never moved.

"You've entered the ancestor's formation and you still want to escape? You're dreaming!"

Caiyun noticed Yang Jian's actions and burst into laughter wildly.

He had just set up a formation in secret, and since Yang Jian had not yet achieved immortality, he naturally could not detect it.

The blood cloud pressed down.

Yang Jian suddenly felt his whole body tense up, the speed of the white clouds under his feet suddenly slowed down, and the magic power in his dantian was consumed rapidly.

There was a pressure of ten thousand pounds in the blood cloud, and moving in it was like being stuck in a quagmire.

swoosh~
A whistling sound suddenly sounded.

When he turned around, he saw a black light coming towards him.

Yang Jian did not dare to be careless and picked up the three-pointed, double-edged sword to hit him.

hum~
The weapon collided with the incoming object, and strong evil spirits and karma poured into the body through the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

He suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over his body, as if glass powder was mixed into his blood, causing pain all over his body. The feeling of the weapon in his hand, which was originally connected to his flesh and blood, suddenly faded, as if he was looking at flowers in the fog.

at the same time.

The obstruction of the three-pointed, double-edged sword caused the incoming black light to suddenly stop in its tracks, and then it suddenly split into countless tiny black needles, stabbing down like a storm.

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously turned into water clouds and turned into a ball of white mist.

Whoosh whoosh~
The white mist was pierced with countless tiny holes.

As the white mist surged, it condensed into the shape of Yang Jian again.

He only felt his scalp numb.

This blood cloud is extremely strange, and the evil spirit it contains is extremely difficult to deal with.

The evil spirit that entered his body caused him severe pain all over his body, and there was an obvious stagnation in the flow of his magic power.

Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a moment, and the karma fire in his blood had already burned away the evil spirit.

"That's quite a skill! What's next?"

The voice of Patriarch Caiyun seemed to come from all directions, erratic and elusive.

But Yang Jian knew that Patriarch Caiyun was right above him.

In the devil's eye, the vigorous spiritual energy above was like a bonfire in the night sky, very obvious.

He remained calm, pretending to be ignorant, pretending to be terrified, and tremblingly prepared to deal with the next attack.

He secretly practiced the Five Elements Escape Technique to connect to the karmic fire in his body.

The next attack came quickly.

The blood clouds around suddenly solidified, turned dark red, and kept shrinking, pressing towards Yang Jian.

The evil spirit contained in it is frightening.

Patriarch Caiyun realized that Yang Jian's method of transforming reality into illusion was extraordinary and ordinary attacks would be of little use to him.

He was about to seal off the space around Yang Jian and use his evil spirit to crush Yang Jian into a ball of meat paste.

"Death~!"

Ancestor Caiyun shouted coldly.

The blood cloud's shrinking speed suddenly increased.

That's it!
Yang Jian's eyes lit up.

The next moment, fire burst out from his body and spread to the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand.

The evil spirit and karma that had just been contaminated were instantly swept away.

The feeling of being connected by blood came back.

He jumped up suddenly.

The wicked fire swept across, burning through the blood cloud that was constantly pressing down.

The evil spirit and karma in the blood cloud are the best fuel for the karmic fire.

After rushing out, the vision suddenly became clear.

Then he saw Patriarch Caiyun looking at him with a shocked expression.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand suddenly stretched out and stabbed towards the Caiyun Ancestor behind the blood cloud.

"How is this possible!" Caiyun dodged the knife with a flash and disappeared in an instant.

Then he appeared in the distance, and with doubt in his heart, he saw Yang Jian coming at him with another knife.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword continued to grow larger in his pupils, and he dodged again and disappeared into the clouds.

But Yang Jian seemed to be able to see through the blood cloud and easily found where he was hiding.

Lian Fan chased after him, waving the weapons in his hands so tightly that he looked like he was sealing off a demon. He smashed down on him again and again, and he could only dodge continuously, looking quite embarrassed.

Soon he realized something was wrong.

His blood cloud had no effect on Yang Jian. Instead, the strange flames on his body could directly ignite the blood cloud.

But this flame doesn’t look like the Samadhi True Fire, nor does it have that high temperature feeling.

He found that the karma and evil spirit in the blood sea gourd had decreased. He suddenly remembered something and exclaimed: "Karma Fire~!"

Caiyun's eyes narrowed and she looked at Yang Jian with an extremely serious look.

The weapon in this kid's hand is extraordinary, otherwise its spirituality would have been worn away by the evil spirit and karma contained in his blood cloud, and it would have become an ordinary object.

Furthermore, he could actually use the Karma Fire without any hindrance, allowing it to burn around his body at will, as if it were a protective flame that would not hurt him in the slightest.

It is no wonder that such terrifying magical powers are valued by the Jiejiao Sect.

With such a level of cultivation, he would be extremely difficult to deal with in a fight. Even though he was at the level of an immortal, he couldn't defeat Yang Jian for a while. This person must be the genius disciple of Jiejiao.

But! The ancestor killed the genius.

Behind him, Yang Jian stepped on the white clouds and raised his sword to chop again, using the function of the three-pointed, double-edged sword, which could be made as big or small as desired after being fused with the copper of Shoushan, to make it fifty feet long.

There was karmic fire attached to it, and any blood clouds that came into contact with it were swept away.

Yang Jian swung his sword from a distance and chopped towards the Caiyun Patriarch.

But he missed.

He then used the escape technique and disappeared.

Yang Jian looked around with the devilish eye between his eyebrows, but he didn't notice the figure of Ancestor Caiyun at all.

Nor did he notice its strong inspiration.

suddenly.

Sensing the presence of a strong wind, the Demon Eye exclaimed in astonishment: "Behind me!"

Yang Jian subconsciously turned around and swept his sword.

"Bang~"

A small hand stretched out, ignoring the flames spreading on the hilt, and firmly grasped the hilt.

"Little guy! You are still too young to play with the ancestor!"

Patriarch Caiyun suddenly let out a sinister laugh, his eyes full of pain. The karmic fire burned his body, and he could only resist a little by relying on the broken Dao fruit in his spirit platform. However, the cracks on the Dao fruit became more and more dense under the scorching heat of the karmic fire.

The pain of being burned by the karmic fire penetrated into his soul. Although he acted nonchalantly on the surface, the severe pain from his soul had made it impossible for him to think clearly. He only wanted to kill Yang Jian quickly and be done with it.

His other hand was like a sharp sword, stabbing towards Yang Jian fiercely.

"Bang~"

He poked his arm directly on Yang Jian's chest. He first felt that Yang Jian's body was extremely hard, and even ordinary immortals did not have such a physique.

But it was not enough in front of him, his arm directly pierced Yang Jian, and faintly, the beating of his heart in his chest seemed to touch his arm.

Blood splattered everywhere, and then suddenly turned into a ball of fire, burning out and disappearing without a trace!

The blood flowed rapidly, and the karma fire rising from Yang Jian's body gradually disappeared.

Caiyun felt quite magical. The person in front of her seemed to be made up of a ball of karmic fire.

"Mortal! You are so proud of yourself that I let my ancestor use his Daluo Dharmakaya to deal with you!"

Although his realm had fallen, his body had been nourished by countless years of magic power. His body alone was comparable to a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure, so it was only normal for him to pierce through Yang Jian's golden body with one strike.

At this moment, as long as he pulled back his arm and stretched out his hand, he could crush Yang Jian's heart.

For mortals like these, although they have some cultivation, their bodies are still vital to their lives, so if their hearts are broken, they will naturally die.

He wanted to see fear on Yang Jian's face, wanted to see Yang Jian kowtow and beg for mercy, and then he would remain indifferent and press Yang Jian to death.

But things went counterproductive.

All I saw was Yang Jian smiling strangely.

Caiyun was suddenly shocked.

The red vertical eye between his eyebrows also revealed obvious sarcasm.

"I caught you!"

Yang Jian let go of the weapon in his hand and grabbed the arm of Patriarch Caiyun that was inserted into his chest with both hands to prevent him from escaping.

Then he opened his mouth and spit, but what came out was not blood, but two white sword auras.

The sword energy was so swift that it rushed straight towards Caiyun Tongzi's face.

Two more sword energies containing the rhythm of Zhu Xian Dao!
(End of this chapter)