Chapter 5295: The sound of confusion

In Tianjian Mountain, Jianxin is still sparing no effort to eliminate the traitors planted by the evil ways.

However, these remaining disciples were almost all disciples who had been recruited into the sect in recent years, and a large number of evil traitors were mixed among them.

If we conduct regular investigations, it won't be difficult to pick them out one by one.

However, Tianjian Mountain, as a Taoist sword cultivator, emphasizes tranquility and inaction.

Coupled with the fact that Wushuangmen is in charge of the Qinghuang Realm, they don't think the evil cultivator dares to make a big splash.

He has never carefully checked the door, which has led to the fact that only one-third of the remaining disciples in Tianjian Mountain are normal disciples.

The remaining two-thirds were all hidden piles of evil ways, and there were dozens of them.

Kenshin has to deal with these traitors and protect the disciples around him from harm. There are too many things to take care of.

At this time, Kenshin was guarded by more than thirty disciples, looking solemnly at the evil traitors approaching him in front of him.

After taking the violent blood pill, these people are now like ferocious beasts that have lost their minds.

No matter how cruel and **** methods Kenshin used to kill their companions, these guys showed no fear at all.

He was still approaching Jianxin, wanting to attack him and the Tianjian Mountain disciples behind him.

"Uncle Kenshin, let us fight with you!"

"Since we choose to stay, we are already prepared to fight to the death!"

At this time, the disciples, who were protected by Kenshin, saw the evil spies approaching step by step, and their eyes showed the will to die.

Kenshin's eyes flashed with relief when he heard this, but his hand holding the sword tightened.

"No, you leave Tianjian Mountain quickly, I will stop these guys!"

"After you leave, inform your senior brothers and master as soon as possible and ask them not to return to Tianjian Mountain."

"This is a conspiracy by evil cultivators against us, and even the righteous path of the entire Qinghuang Realm!"

Kenshin made his own decision at the critical moment.

At this moment, facing the well-prepared evil cultivator, he suddenly realized.

This was not a sudden attack at all, but a long-planned conspiracy by evil cultivators against the righteous ones.

Tianjian Mountain may be just the beginning, and he must pass on this news.

And Jianxin is not only the elder of Tianjian Mountain, but also Jianxin's junior brother. He understands that his senior brother will never choose to escape when faced with evil cultivators.

In this case, he must shoulder his responsibilities and coexist with Tianjian Mountain!

"Uncle Kenshin!"

The disciples behind him heard the sound and wanted to say something, but were suppressed by Kenshin's extremely stern eyes.

"No need to say anything, just do as you are told!"

Jian Xin gave a low shout and immediately waved the sword in his hand.

In an instant, sword energy flew out one after another, repelling all the evil spies who were approaching him.

Just when he was about to protect his disciples and head to the secret passage leading outside from Tianjian Mountain.

"Hehehe, isn't this the sword-wielding elder Jianxin of Tianjian Mountain? Where are you going in such a hurry!"

A burst of sinister laughter came from outside the mountain gate, and a blood gun shot through the air.

Kenshin reacted in time and raised his sword to block the incoming blood spear.

However, the moment the blood gun hit the sword, it turned into sticky blood and adhered to the sword.

Suddenly, the light that originally bloomed on the sword was covered by the dirty blood.

"Blood Clothes Gate?!"

Kenshin let out a startled sound, then reacted immediately and hurriedly dropped the sword in his hand.

The dropped long sword was quickly covered in blood after it hit the ground, and then spread towards the stone bricks.

Just listen to a sizzling sound of corrosion, the spiritual stone bricks on the ground of Tianjian Mountain, and the magic sword discarded by Jianxin.

At this moment, a puff of green smoke actually rose under the corrosion of the dirty blood.

Before Kenshin could look back, a strong smell of blood had already hit his face.

"Jianxin, I have long heard that you are the most talented person among the generation of disciples on Tianjian Mountain."

"According to what I said, the head of Tianjian Mountain should be yours."

"After all, your swordsmanship has been clear since you were a child, and your swordsmanship qualifications far surpass that of your senior brother Jian Chen. However, your master actually passed the position to him."

"If it were me, I definitely wouldn't give up my position willingly."

Waves of tempting sounds rang in his ears, and the **** smell that originally hit his face turned into a sweet aroma.

Listening to the voice behind him, Kenshin gradually felt a little exhausted, and a little darkness in his heart was spreading quietly.

At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from above his head.

"How dare you harm my junior brother!"

This angry shout was like thunder, exploding in Kenshin's mind, instantly restoring his clarity.

At the same time, a flying sword entwined with thunder fell from the air, passed through the center of the sword and hit something behind him on the cheek.

"ah!"

Along with a shrill wail, a blood shadow attached to Jian Xin's back was knocked away and fell to the feet of the blood-clothed ancestor not far away.

"Hmph, is this the only dirty trick the Blood Clothes Sect can do?"

Jian Chen slowly fell from the air and held the flying sword wrapped with thunder in his palm.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Kenshin was also waking up from a dream at this time, looking at his senior brother with a look of shame.

Just now, his will was weak for a moment, which gave evil spirits an opportunity to take advantage of him.

"It doesn't matter, the Blood Clothes Sect is good at this kind of unattractive magic."

"Junior brother, it is understandable that you were caught off guard and fell into the trap."

Jian Chen shook his head, and then looked solemnly at the blood-clothed ancestor outside the mountain gate.

"Old, ancestor...save me."

The blood shadow that had been knocked away by the thunder sword fell at the feet of the blood-clothed ancestor, begging him to save him.

However, the blood-clothed ancestor just glanced at him coldly, then raised his hand and sucked it in.

Immediately, the blood shadow screamed, and its flesh and bones dissipated into dirty blood, which was sucked into the palm of the blood-clothed ancestor.

"Jian Chen, you are already an old man, why should you continue to live in this world and hinder our future?"

"You might as well commit suicide here today, ancestor, I can promise you not to harm the lives of your Tianjian Mountain disciples."

The blood-clothed ancestor narrowed his eyes and looked at Jian Chen, who had an awe-inspiring sword intent, and said with a sinister smile.

"It's ridiculous. Do you think I would believe the devil's words?"

Jian Chen sneered and pointed the thunder sword in his hand directly at the blood-clothed ancestor's eyebrows.

"Blood-clothed Ancestor, you have done many evil things."

"In the past, it was because of the kindness of fellow Taoist Tianfanzi that I, Tianjian Mountain, did not drive you away to death."

"You dare to lead your disciples to attack today, so don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

Jian Chen said in a cold tone, it was obvious that something had happened between Tianjian Mountain and the Blood Clothes Sect.

When the blood-clothed ancestor heard this, his pupils covered in blood shrank slightly, and the blood flowing around his body accelerated in an instant.

"You are still stubborn. It just so happens that today, ancestor, I will put a head on your neck to comfort my master's spirit in heaven!"