Devour evolution from a knife

Behind Gan Qiming, a rather handsome young man took two steps forward, bowed slightly, and said, "Disciple Lin Tingtao, pay respects to senior!"

"How is it? Fellow Daoist Kang, my disciple is an outstanding talent, right? I will never humiliate your female disciple." Gan Qiming said.

Kang Jian's face became gloomy, Zixia Sect made a big circle, and after a long time, it turned out that they came to propose marriage, and the matter of Murong Xue had probably already been spread.

Kang Jian said: "Friend Daoist Gan, if we form an alliance sincerely, our Jianzong will naturally welcome it. Don't mention Murong Xue's matter again. The rules of our ancestors cannot be broken."

Hearing this, Gan Qiming's face darkened slightly, he took a sip of tea calmly, and said coldly: "Does Fellow Daoist Kang really not think about it?" There was a hint of threat in that tone.

Kang Jian frowned slightly, confirming that the other party definitely didn't come for an alliance, he said two words coldly: "See off!"

"Hmph!" Gan Qiming stood up violently: "Fellow Daoist Kang, I advise you to think carefully. I treat you Jianzong sincerely. If you take a step back, you will be an ally. The covenant is still valid. If Fellow Daoist Kang is obsessed with obsession, don't blame me for not letting someone stay." I will give you three days to think about it, after three days, no one from your sword sect will come to my Zifu sect to spread the news, and I will crush your sword sect."

"Hahaha!" Faced with such rampant threats, Kang Jian laughed angrily, and said in a cold voice, "Gan, you are so shameless, since you have already planned to coerce, why bother to take off your pants and fart like that in the first place? If Kang Jian is afraid of your Purple Talisman Sect, he is not the Sect Master of the Sword Sect!"

Facing Gan Qiming's persecution, Kang Jian angrily reprimanded back, slapped the storage bag, and a flying sword was already in his hand: "Gan, you are so presumptuous in my Jianzong, you really deceived me !"

Gan Qiming sneered: "Want to fight? Hmph, I just entered the Golden Core stage and thought I was amazing!"

Kang Jian couldn't bear it anymore, and threw the flying sword in his hand: "The universe stabilizes Qi, destroys yin and turns yang, and slashes for the second time!"

Following the formula, the phantom of the flying sword in the air suddenly became ten times larger, and a huge sword energy fell from the air.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, the whole hall shook twice, tables and chairs flew horizontally, and a deep pit with a diameter of five meters appeared on the ground.

Gan Qiming pulled his disciple Lin Tingtao out of the hall.

"Jianzong disciples listen to the order, and set up the Xiaowuji sword formation." Kang Jian sternly shouted.

As soon as the words fell, the disciples outside quickly took their positions.

However, at this moment, Gan Qiming said angrily: "Old Ghost Kang, you have a lot of people in your sword sect today, just wait for me, three days later, you will crush your sword sect!"

After finishing speaking, Gan Qiming took out an Accelerator Talisman, flashed for a few moments, and disappeared into the sky.

Kang Jian watched Gan Qiming leave, snorted angrily, calmed down for a while, and then turned his head to look at the group of disciples with bleak eyes.

"Sovereign calm down!"

Infected by Kang Jian's eyes, the disciple below lowered his head again and again, not daring to make a sound.

The elders on the left and right frowned and took a step forward: "Sect Master, that Purple Talisman Sect is too deceitful. After three days, I will fight to the death!"

"I am willing to fight to the death!"

The disciples of Jianzong raised their chests solemnly, lowered their heads and said in unison.

Seeing this, Kang Jian glanced at the crowd, and tears filled his eyes instantly: "Okay, okay, none of my Jianzong disciples is a bear bag, the ancestors of all generations are above, the purpose of my Jianzong has not changed, the disciples have not changed, and the unyielding sword intent has not changed." Never change."

The disciples below all lowered their heads, and a sense of indomitableness spread quickly amidst a touch of sadness.

The old ghost under the mass grave sensed this scene, stopped the pace of cultivation very quietly, and murmured: "Send it to your door? Oh, okay! The more you come, the better, the more you come. good."

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In the blink of an eye, Jianzong fell into emergency preparations for the battle, even so, the boss of Jianzong didn't bother Murong Xue who was in the kung fu pavilion of "Happy to Think of Shu".

Although the Purple Talisman Sect is stronger than the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect has a geographical advantage. The Yin-Yang Formation comes from the sixth-level protection formation of the ancestors, and the attack methods in it are enough to even out the gap between the two sects.

The magic circle controlled by the golden core monk is much more powerful, and Kang Jian has great confidence to beat the opponent to the ground.

However, on this day, Jianzong ushered in two uninvited guests.

"Sovereign, the suzerain of Dingshan sect asks to see you!" Ye Song quickly rushed into the hall and respectfully said to Kang Jian who was practicing above.

Kang Jian's brows twitched, and he ordered solemnly: "Bringing them into the Yin-Yang circle, it must not be a good idea for the Dingshan sect to come here at this time."

"Yes!" Ye Song nodded, and hurried down.

After a day's arrangement, the disciples of Jianzong each had their own responsibilities.

Half an hour later, in the same hall.

"Fellow Daoist Kang, don't come here without any problems." A rough bearded man walked into the hall with a smirk all over his face, looking at the traces of the battle in the hall, it was a bit meaningful.

Kang Jian's eyes shrank sharply. The old man beside the bearded man was also a Golden Core monk. Two Golden Core monks from the Dingshan Sect came to show off their might?
Seeing this, the two Gu Ji elders on the left and right standing aside frowned, and put their hands on the storage bags, ready to deal with emergencies.

Kang Jian kept his composure, and said in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "The suzerain of Dingshan Sect came here, why?"

"Friend Daoist Kang looks very bad, is this the way of hospitality of Jianzong?" Chen Hu's eyes flashed coldly, a little unhappy.

Kang Jian said indifferently: "Heh, Ming people don't speak dark words. If Chen Daoyou came to visit with pure kindness, my Jianzong will naturally welcome him."

"Hmph, of course I came here with good intentions." Chen Hu snorted coldly.

"That couldn't be better." Kang Jian said to the disciples below: "Serve tea!"

The disciple brought the spiritual tea that had been prepared, and Chen Hu sat down angrily.

Seeing this, Kang Jian was a little embarrassed. It seemed that he had made a mistake. Kang Jian said, "What is the reason Daoyou Chen came here this time?"

Chen Hu lightly raised his head and took a look, and said, "I'm here this time to give you a good luck for Jianzong."

When Kang Jian saw the other party's face was light and his words were lofty, he felt a little displeased, but just now he made a mistake first, so he said patiently: "Oh, good fortune? What good fortune!"

Chen Hu paused for a while, and then said: "I have a direct disciple, who is a young hero. I heard that your Jianzong has an outer disciple named Murong Xue..."

"Stop!" Kang Jian stood up abruptly, and said solemnly: "If the disciples are married! My Sword Sect doesn't care about your Dingshan Sect's fortune."

"Kang Jian, you have to think about it clearly, the person I, Dingshan Sect, wants to marry is a direct disciple." Chen Hu said solemnly.

"Hahaha! Personal disciples?" Kang Jian said: "My Jianzong doesn't care for personal disciples, so what if it's the master of a sect."

Chen Hu said angrily: "Kang Jian, don't be ashamed, what is your Jianzong now?" Chen Hu and two Golden Core monks came, confident.

Hearing this, Kang Jian slapped the storage bag fiercely, immediately held up the flying sword, and angrily said: "Chen Hu, what do you think of my sword sect? Today, the old man will not stop dying with you."