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The barefoot prince of the demon clan is a person who pays great attention to right and wrong.

This kind of person is usually very simple, or very simple. In his eyes, the world only has two colors, either black or white.

So more than ten years ago, when he first walked down Jueyun Ridge and entered the world and was chased by the Ten Thousand Beast Sects and Hundred Refining Family, he helped Yan Nanfei with help.

No matter what Yan Nanfei's real purpose was, Lin'er only knew that he had saved him, so he always followed him during the wars between the Great Yan Empire and the Qizhou Region.

This kindness was not until Yan Nanfei was defeated in the Battle of Julu!

Maybe this is one life that costs one life?

The simple prince of the demon clan never thought about whether he was too serious about the kindness of saving others. He asked for a clear conscience. So he never understood that if he had known, perhaps the hidden meaning of these words would be very simple and direct.

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Lin'er looked at Jiang Manlou and said, "You can come and kill me now."

This sentence sounds extremely arrogant, at least Jiang Manlou, the lord of Thibingshan, the lord of Bingshan and the Bing Valley, thinks so.

Under the sword casting city, Jiang Manlou, who was in his thirties, nodded at the Yuezhi brothers beside him, and then raised his sword and stabbed him out.

I thought to myself that I looked at it with countless eyes. You said that I would try it. If I succeed, it doesn’t matter to the chief of my mountain!

Jiang Manlou, who had a cultivation level in the upper realm of the Spirit Orb, ran wildly. Every step he took would stomp the gravel on his feet, and even left step by step on the hard rocky ground.

The footprints became deeper and deeper, as if his body was getting heavier and heavier.

It turned out that while he was running wildly, the stunning defense of the Buddha iron armor covered his whole body like fragments from his feet after three improvements in ten years.

At this moment, he looked no different from the golden armor of the Futu armor. Except for the grayish color of the Futu armor, he only had a pair of eyes exposed all over his body.

Of course, there is also his sword. The magic weapon ink attack that grandfather designed for him personally!

When fighting against the prince of the demon clan who was born with Qilin blood, Jiang Manlou must do his best to fight for life and death. He will not do any tentative sword moves, and he will do his best to take action.

Seeing that the barefoot guy with thick skin and flesh were still five steps away, Jiang Manlou shook his feet, and his body jumped high with the gravel splattered everywhere. The tip of the Mo Gong sword condensed the black sword energy like ink.

Slash down.

Lin'er's cultivation has already entered the transformation disaster with half his foot. Although he has already left his opponent outside the gap, he still will not be able to entrust the attack. The magic weapon cast in the Zangbing Valley Machine City is extraordinary and he does not

I suspect the damage caused by the ink-colored sword energy invading the skin. Fortunately, although I am wide, I am not clumsy.

Faced with this sharp slash, Lin'er clenched her fists, her arms transformed, and the Kirin arms covered with red lint pieces crossed over her head to block.

The ink attack sword slashed down.

Like the sword energy of the ink color pie, it rushed towards me like a splash of ink. But when the flowing ink eyes were about to invade the prince of the demon clan, a pair of fiery red qilin wings flashed outside Lin'er's arm, and the ink color sword energy touched the ink color pie.

That is, burning.

The Qilin Fire was extremely fierce and rushed towards me.

After several improvements, the Futu Jia, which is invincible with water and fire, is naturally not afraid of the Qilin Fire, but Jiang Manlou still chooses to retreat. He flips several times in the air. After hitting the ground, he kicks hard, leaving deep footprints.

It rushes up again, faster than the first sword!

In the night with countless pairs of demonic eyes flashing outside the Sword Forging City, Jiang Manlou swung dozens of swords one after another. His body movement was strange like ink and water flowing over the rice paper, and it was impossible to predict where the endless sword force would continue.

But the same end is the same.

No matter whether his Mo Chao sword is a straightforward or straightforward, the ultimate goal is the eight-foot-high body of the prince of the demon clan.

It is said that the authorities are confused, but Lin'er knows this on the contrary.

His performance was extremely calm.

Not confused by Jiang Manlou's dazzling sword posture, he could always accurately judge the moment when the ink attack sword fell, and make the most reasonable defense and counterattack in time.

After successfully taking dozens of swords, Lin'er captured the opportunity and punched Jiang Manlou's palm.

A terrifying force came from the palm of your hand to your chest in an instant, and Jiang Manlou felt a sudden sting, and the smell of blood flowed out of his throat.

He was in the iron armor of the Buddha, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned.

He tied his feet tightly against the ground and drew dozens of meters away. Finally, he held the ink attack sword in his right hand and inserted it into the ground to stop his body.

Jiang Manlou shouted in a slightly hoarse voice: "I stick to the rules!"

The sound spreads.

With a bang, a foot of ink about a meter long beside him broke through the ground and stood upright. This was just the beginning. When Jiang Manlou's hand inserted into the ground and called the ink to stick to the rules, the sound of breaking the ground was heard one after another.

Absolutely, one ink ruler after another grows wildly.

Gravel shot out and dust was flying.

In the blink of an eye, with Jiangmanlou as the center, the earth outside Zhujiancheng suddenly turned into a dense forest of ink-shaped stones.

Seeing the ink ruler growing out of no regularity and spreading to his feet quickly, Lin'er, the prince of the demon clan, finally retreated backwards and kept falling backwards.

Whenever he took a step back, a sharp ink ruler would emerge from the place where the footprints were left. Once Lin'er's speed was slower, the ink ruler would penetrate the soles of his feet, which was extremely dangerous.

The Yuezhi brother and sister who had been quietly rushing to the formation when Jiang Manlou took action, took advantage of the time when the prince of the demon clan was busy dealing with Mo Chilin under his feet and rushed from the left and right wings.

That speed can no longer be described as fast as lightning!

Yue and Mo Xiangqi came from Yueying Villa, which was a killer organization. So what the brother and sister are best at is not fighting head-on, but assassination.

The exchange of eyes before Jiang Manlou took action was a signal of cooperation.

He is responsible for the main attack and dispersing Lin'er's mind. The Yuezhi brother and sister are looking for the right opportunity to kill with one blow!

Now is a great opportunity!

So Yue and Mo Xiangqi took action together. The two short swords were like two parallel lights in the dark. One sword passed through the chest from left to right, and the other sword passed through the back from right to left.

The moment the two swords met, time seemed to be frozen.

At this terrifying moment, the many practitioners on the tower of Zhujiancheng City couldn't help but exclaim! But the brother and sister Yue and Mo Xiangqi were frowning tightly.

They looked at their respective sword tips.

Both swords stabbed the prince of the demon clan, but did not cause considerable damage to him.

Because both swords pierced Lin'er's coarse cloth clothes, one in front and one behind, at most two scratched and not deep sword marks were left behind on his chest.

The frozen picture was broken by the sudden terrifying pressure, and Lin'er's body was actually expanding.

His feet began to grow elbows, and his body grew sharp red hair. The awakening of blood power shook out from his body with a strong force, and the powerful cultivation gap was scattered.

The Yuezhi brother and sister were shocked and broke sharp ink rulers.

The prince of the demon clan roared to the sky and turned into a kirin.

The Qilin beast burning with blood flames all over the body jumped ten feet high and rushed towards the Yuezhi brother and sister who were shocked.

(PS: I'm worried that everyone will be reading the chapters, so I'll talk about it here. Loulan's new book Tiandufu starts serialization at Qidian. I hope that friends who like Juntiantu can come and support it.)