Chapter 5302: Persistence in Long-cherished Wish

"What is the evil old demon doing? Why would he kill his own disciples?!"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor looked in doubt and astonishment at the group of Evil Tail Sect disciples outside the mountain gate who were struggling hard under the rain of world-destroying fire.

There was no trace of the evil demon among them.

However, the astonishment only lasted for a moment, and the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor quickly came to his senses.

No matter what the evil old demon wants to do, he must first fulfill his long-awaited wish.

With his mind focused, the Blood-Clothed Ancestor's arm transformed into a blood spear and aimed it at Jianxin's chest on the ground again, ready to pierce the spear into Jianxin's heart.

Jian Chen on the sidelines watched all this with bloodshot eyes, frantically trying to mobilize the magic power in his body.

When Jian Chen disregarded his own safety, the magic power in his body gradually responded and actually broke through the blockade of the Dirty Blood Divine Art.

However, it was too late to attack now. The Blood-Clothed Ancestor's arm had transformed into a blood-red spear, which was already aimed at Kenshin's chest.

"Feel this hatred well!"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor grinned grimly and was about to stab down with the blood-stained spear in his hand.

Jian Chen had just mobilized the magic power in his body and could only watch it all happen.

Just when the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor was excitedly about to stab down with his blood spear, suddenly a sound of breaking air was heard at a very fast speed.

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor suddenly felt a strong sense of threat coming from behind him.

Despite his doubts, the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor made a decision and immediately turned around to resist with his blood spear.

There was a dull bang and a human-shaped object hit the blood gun.

Facing an unknown sneak attack, the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor naturally could not hold back his strength. His blood-stained spear directly pierced through the figure flying towards him.

At the same time, after sensing that the figure flying towards him still had life breath, he subconsciously injected the dirty blood into the other's body.

"Ugh! Blood-Clothed Ancestor, what are you doing!"

At the moment when the dirty blood was injected, a low shout was heard.

Hearing that somewhat familiar voice, the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor's pupils also shrank.

When he looked carefully at this moment, he saw that the one pierced by his blood spear was none other than the evil-tailed demon!

"Evil Tail Old Demon? How could it be you!?"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor exclaimed in surprise, and then quickly let go of the Evil-Tailed Demon.

At this moment, the old demon Xiewei looked extremely weak, with his dirty blood still lingering in his body.

If the Blood-Clothed Ancestor had not reacted in time and taken back the dirty blood, the Evil-Tailed Demon would have died at his hands.

"There is a young unknown boy in Wushuang Sect, whose unparalleled sword power is not weaker than Tian Shanzi in any way."

"I am no match for him."

The evil-tailed old demon said this with a grim look on his face, and he suddenly felt much more comfortable after the dirty blood left his body.

His face was filled with humiliation as he spoke. After all, he was a famous and evil giant, but he was defeated by a little-known guy.

"what!"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor was stunned when he heard the voice. Although he could see the decadent state of the Evil-Tailed Old Demon, he did not expect that he would actually be defeated.

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor immediately raised his head and looked towards the direction of the mountain gate in surprise and doubt.

"Are you sure this person is not that old man Tian Shanzi in disguise?"

The Blood-Clothed Ancestor began to have second thoughts and stared at the Evil-Tailed Demon and questioned him.

"Of course not. I've seen Tian Shanzi in action before. There's no way he's impersonating me."

"Besides, since Wushuang Sect knows that we are coming to attack the righteous sects, Tianshanzi will definitely go to support Qingfeng Sect."

The evil old demon had already calmed down by now, and expressed his guess with a bitter face.

Upon hearing the sound, the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor took a deep breath, and the dirty blood around his body continued to surge, which was enough to show that his mind had been extremely disturbed at this moment.

Just as the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor was attracted by all this, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from behind him.

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor was caught off guard and a bolt of lightning pierced straight through his chest.

From the bloody hole in his chest, it could be seen that Jianchen, holding Jianxin with one hand, had retreated to a safe position.

While the Blood-Clothed Old Group was stunned, Jian Chen seized the opportunity and took his fellow apprentice to distance themselves from them.

"Jian Chen!"

Looking down at the blood hole on his chest that was constantly repairing itself under the flow of dirty blood, the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor suddenly turned his head around.

"Don't bother with the remnants of the defeated army from Tianjian Mountain. Trap him!"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor gave a low shout, and immediately, the evil spies who were in a stalemate with the remaining disciples of Tianjian Mountain inside the mountain gate not far away all turned their heads.

Then they gave up attacking the disciples of Tianjian Mountain and turned to rush towards Jianchen, who was still supporting his junior brother.

"Blood-robed Ancestor, do you still want to persist?!"

When the evil-tailed old demon saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank and he shouted urgently.

"Humph, old demon Xiewei, I will not give up this great opportunity easily."

"I'm different from guys like you!"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor snorted coldly, turned around, and walked towards Jianchen with his arm transformed into a blood spear.

Upon hearing the voice, the Evil-tailed Demon looked at the back of the Blood-Clothed Ancestor with an uncertain expression.

In the end, he lowered his head and cursed, then used the remaining magic power in his body to summon back his flying magic weapon.

With one step on the magic weapon, the evil-tailed demon was about to escape from Tianjian Mountain, a dangerous place where there was no chance of survival.

The strength of that unknown young man was too terrifying, and their plan to attack Tianjian Mountain was undoubtedly a failure.

The idiot Blood-Clothed Ancestor wanted to stay and wait for death, but the Evil-Tailed Demon would not go with him.

Two consecutive losses have already severely damaged the Xiewei Sect.

If he also died here, the Xiewei Sect would definitely be eliminated in this evil world where the strong prey on the weak.

For his own sake and for the sake of the Xiewei Sect that he had built up, he must not die here!

Thinking of this, the evil-tailed old demon flew away at a very fast speed, looking back from time to time.

Seeing that there were no pursuers following him, the evil-tailed demon immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

If that devil-like guy were to chase him, today would probably be the day he would die.

Just as he was thinking about it, the evil-tailed old demon suddenly felt that the flying magic weapon under his feet suddenly stopped in the air.

Then the flying magic weapon suddenly fell uncontrollably, carrying the evil-tailed demon heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, the flying altitude was not high enough, so the evil-tailed demon did not fall to his death directly.

Otherwise, if he, a great leader of the evil ways, fell to his death like this, he would become a laughing stock of the whole world.

"Heh, guys from the Evil Tail Sect, are all their lives so short?"

Before the evil old demon Xiewei could feel lucky for long, a cold voice came into his ears.

Along with the sound of footsteps, a figure appeared in the eyes of the evil-tailed demon.

The man was only half the height of a man, dressed in the attire of a Wushuang Sect disciple, and had a youthful appearance.

From the perception of the evil old demon, he could sense that the other party did not have much magic power in his body, which was almost the same as that of an ordinary Wushuang Sect disciple.