After being tricked into joining the Demon Sect, I created the Changsheng Family

The sword was blown away, and the sword was blown away.

Yang Chenglu looked at Chen Taiping in front of him, and the terrifying sword energy that was rapidly attacking him.

He was stunned for a moment at first.

Then, his expression suddenly changed.

He frantically activated the spiritual power in his body, and also took out a large number of various trump cards stored in the storage ring.

For example, talismans.

For example, spiritual tools.

Another example, high-grade puppets.

Anyway, as long as it could weaken the power of the sword energy, Yang Chenglu would take it out.

Until the sword energy completely came in front of Yang Chenglu.

Only then did Yang Chenglu feel for the first time the true horror of this sword energy.

Before, he just thought that the other elders of Baifeng Sect didn't react and didn't deal with it well.

But now, when he really dealt with it.

Yang Chenglu, the current great elder of Baifeng Sect, realized that it wasn't that the other three elders of Baifeng Sect were too weak, but that the power of this sword energy was too terrifying.

"Ah!!!"

Yang Chenglu roared to the sky, his face flushed.

The spiritual power in his body was running to the extreme.

Countless means and countless trump cards were all taken out at this moment.

Finally, after a breath.

He barely managed to withstand the sword energy with a lot of attributes superimposed.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

"Boy, didn't expect it?"

"I held on."

"Under such a terrifying sword energy, I still survived."

"No matter how bad I am, I am still the great elder of the Baifeng Sect!"

"You, a junior of the third level of the Jindan realm, also want to..."

Yang Chenglu's vicissitudes, with a little hoarseness, once again echoed around.

Chen Taiping took out a bottle of perfect quality Jindan-level elixir as he did several times before.

He opened it and poured it into his mouth.

As his spiritual power gradually recovered, his face became ruddy again.

Jiang Tai silently watched the old man who suddenly started laughing like crazy for no reason. He whispered to Chen Taiping beside him: "Brother Chen, is that old man crazy? What is he doing?"

"That old man doesn't really think that it's over after one wave, right?"

Chen Taiping shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "Who knows, anyway, if one sword doesn't work, then two swords, if two swords don't work, then three swords, I really don't believe that old Deng can keep holding on."

Then the voice fell.

Chen Taiping took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

After that, he raised the long sword in his hand again.

As always, he began to give the long sword various blessings.

Yang Chenglu: "???????"

"No, you are still capable, aren't you?"

"I just want to show off, why are you holding the sword again?"

"Put it down, put it down quickly."

"Don't get tired."

"Swords are too sharp, why do you keep holding them?"

"Don't, don't, don't..."

"I don't want to die yet!"

"Damn, don't..."

Chen Taiping looked at the changing expression of Yang Chenglu, the elder of the Baifeng Sect, who was sliding towards him quickly from the initial hesitation to the final firmness.

Chen Taiping was a little dumbfounded.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

Chen Taiping silently looked at Yang Chenglu, the elder of the Baifeng Sect, who was kneeling on the ground and sliding all the way in front of him, and he didn't know if his knees were worn out.

He frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Well, the boy from Daofu Sect."

"If I admit defeat now and want to submit to your Daofu Sect..."

Chen Taiping raised the long sword in his hand slightly.

The aura on his body burst out again.

The two lackeys behind Chen Taiping, Yuan Qingshan and Jiang Yuanyin, quickly stepped forward.

One stood silently beside Yang Chenglu, ready to guard at any time.

The other threw out a contract.

If Yang Chenglu saw it correctly, that thing seemed to be a life spell?

"The boy from Daofu Sect, what does this mean?"

Yang Chenglu's face gradually became a little ugly.

No matter what, he is also a cultivator in the Golden Core Perfection Realm.

Even in the entire Daofu Sect, he can be regarded as a Yuan

The top figure below the infant.

For someone like him, as long as he slightly expresses the idea of ​​joining a force.

Countless forces will extend olive branches to him.

And, make many promises.

But now, now...

The man from the Daofu Sect in front of him took out a life spell and humiliated him like this.

How can he accept this?

"Boy, let the leader of your sect come out."

"When did such a big sect allow a little guy like you to make trouble at will?"

"Hurry up, let your sect leader come out, I want to talk to your sect leader."

Yang Chenglu raised his head and said to Chen Taiping with a somewhat arrogant look.

Chen Taiping frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment.

He waved his hand and took back the life spell on the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Chenglu smiled and said, "That's right. The sect's major events should naturally be decided by the sect master. How can a kid like you make the decision at will?"

"You even took out the life spell?"

"What do you think a cultivator in the Golden Core Perfection Realm is?"

"Are you a servant in your family?"

The more he talked, the more excited Yang Chenglu became.

He even wanted to stand up, straighten his back, and scold Chen Taiping.

After all, in Yang Chenglu's eyes at this moment.

He was already considered a member of the Daofu Sect.

And if a cultivator like him in the Golden Core Perfection Realm wanted to join the Daofu Sect, the sect master of the Daofu Sect would definitely welcome him with a smile.

"Okay, quickly take back the sword."

"These are all our own people. How can we face each other with swords?"

Chen Taiping: "Our own people? Take it back?"

After muttering in a low voice, Chen Taiping couldn't help laughing out loud.

This old guy still can't see the current situation clearly!

Now, it is Chen Taiping who holds the dominant power.

And the old dog in front of him is just a dog who broke his waist just to survive.

"Maybe, I am too gentle to you, old dog."

"You, old dog, have an illusion."

Yang Chenglu was stunned when he heard these words.

This, this, this...

What does this mean?

Before Yang Chenglu wanted to say anything, Chen Taiping raised his knife and chopped off the old dog's head.

Want to live, but don't want to accept restraint.

Where in the world can there be such a good thing?

It's just a Jindan Perfection Realm cultivator, not a particularly rare existence?

If Chen Taiping is willing, he can even force a Jindan Realm cultivator to reach the Jindan Perfection Realm through elixirs in a relatively short period of time.

"Brother Chen, you..."

Jiang Tai came to Chen Taiping's side. He silently looked at the torn body of Yang Chenglu and couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Chen Taiping shook the long sword in his hand slightly.

After shaking off all the blood on the long sword.

He whispered to Jiang Tai: "I gave this old thing a chance, but unfortunately, this old thing didn't cherish it..."