Chapter 5296: hard fight

"Your master? The old red-blooded devil has done many evil things and deserves to die!"

"Since you dare to invade Tianjian Mountain today, you will end up like your master!"

Jian Chen snorted coldly, and the thunder snake swam away from the thunder sword in his hand. With a movement of his hand, a bolt of lightning struck the blood-clothed ancestor.

Seeing the thunder snake attacking in front of him, the blood-clothed ancestor's pupils shrank.

Instantly, blood surged all over his body, quickly forming a thick barrier in front of him.

The lightning was coming unabated, and the moment it touched the blood-light barrier, a sizzling sound was heard.

The **** barrier formed in front of the blood-clothed ancestor was working hard to corrode the lightning.

However, the Heavenly Thunder Sword practiced by Jian Chen already has powerful lethality against evil spirits.

At this time, the blood-light barrier had not corroded much before it was broken by the thunder sword in his hand.

With a bang, the blood-light barrier exploded on the spot, turning into **** fragments all over the sky.

The thunder light pierced the blood-clothed ancestor's forehead, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced the blood-clothed ancestor's head, which was covered in blood.

"Hmph, you evil heretic, go to hell!"

A cold look flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and when he raised the magic power in his palm, an even more dazzling light of thunder suddenly flashed on the thunder sword.

"Jianchen, you!"

The blood-clothed ancestor shouted loudly, but before he could finish his words, the blood on his head began to swell irregularly.

Finally, with a bang, the blood-clothed ancestor's head was blown open by lightning.

The filthy blood all over the sky fell like raindrops, and there were even drops of blood on the gate of Tianjian Mountain, and there was a sizzling sound of corrosion.

The blood-clothed ancestor's body lay stiffly backwards and hit the ground heavily.

When the blood-clothed disciples behind him saw this, they all looked horrified and looked up at Jian Chen in disbelief.

"Ancestor!"

"You, how dare you kill the ancestor!"

A group of blood-clothed sect disciples shouted angrily and started shouting at Jian Chen.

However, none of them dared to take a step forward. Instead, they kept retreating.

Jian Chen sneered when he saw this, then narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the blood-clothed ancestor who fell on the ground.

"Blood-clothed Ancestor, why do you pretend to be like this? Do you think I don't know that you have perfected the dirty blood magic skill?"

"When I killed your master, your master also wanted to fake death to deceive me just like you."

"But unfortunately what he doesn't know is that I, Tianjian Mountain, am the nemesis of your Blood Clothes Sect!"

Jian Chen said coldly, pointing the thunder sword in his hand directly at the blood-clothed ancestor lying silently on the ground.

After he finished speaking and the scene was silent for a while, a burst of sinister laughter suddenly sounded.

"Jie Jie Jie, Jian Chen, you are worthy of being the head of Tianjian Mountain."

"You killed my master at a young age. It seems that this method of pretending to die cannot deceive you."

"I originally wanted to see if you would underestimate the enemy, but now that you have seen through it, go to hell!"

The moment the blood-clothed ancestor's sinister voice settled down, the body that had been lying on the ground stood up straight.

At the same time, they saw the old team in blood-clothed hands sealing the seal, and countless blood-colored spikes stabbed out from the ground, piercing Jian Chen's hands and feet.

Immediately, Jian Chen was fixed in place, unable to break free from the control of the **** spikes in a short period of time.

"Blood-coated old team, you are so despicable and shameless!"

Jian Chen looked at the spikes piercing his hands and feet in shock.

There was no pain in the pierced area, and it was obvious that this was a magic spell specifically used to restrict movement.

"Jian Chen, you have finally fallen into my hands!"

The blood-clothed ancestor walked towards him with a ferocious smile. The originally cracked head was now re-condensed after recovering a large amount of dirty blood.

"You said that I have perfected my dirty blood magic skill? Hahaha, that's ridiculous!"

"There is no upper limit to the Bloody Divine Art. The upper limit you think is just the limit that my master can reach in his lifetime!"

"But I am different from a waste like him. I have broken through the realm of all the predecessors of the Blood Clothes Sect and achieved achievements that are unprecedented and unprecedented in the Blood Clothes Sect!"

The blood-clothed ancestor opened his hands and burst into strange laughter.

"The **** magic skill that the Blood Clothes Sect has practiced in the past, even if it is practiced to the end, it can only condense a blood core to replace the fatal point on the body."

"This is not considered immortal at all. As long as the blood core is destroyed, that person will not be far from death."

"But now that I have perfected the Bloody Divine Art, I am truly immortal. No one in the world can really kill me."

"The blood core has been integrated into every part of my body. Even if you smash my head and pierce my heart, you can't really kill me!"

The blood-clothed ancestor smiled ferociously, and at the same time, the blood covering his body disappeared.

What was revealed was a human shape made of condensed blood. There was no skin on the body, and various organs such as eyes, nose, and mouth had also disappeared.

Just as the blood-clothed ancestor said, he has turned himself into a pool of dirty blood, and there is no weakness in his body at all.

"Do you think I killed you to avenge that old loser my master?"

"Hahaha, you still underestimate me too much."

"The reason why I want to kill you is just because you are an eyesore!"

Three blood pits slowly appeared on the head of the blood-clothed ancestor, just like the eyes and mouth of a human face.

Along with the words of the blood-clothed ancestor, the blood pit on his mouth was also moving up and down.

Jian Chen looked at the blood-clothed ancestor who did not look like a human being. There was no fear on his face, but a sneer on his lips.

"Why, it seems that I left a very deep impression on you when I killed your master."

"Now that I see you like this, I can't help but feel a little guilty."

"Perhaps if it hadn't been for the scene where I killed your master, you wouldn't have turned yourself into this human being and a ghost."

After Jian Chen finished speaking, he burst into laughter. It was obvious that he was very disdainful of the blood-clothed ancestor in front of him who turned himself into dirty blood.

"You are still talking harshly even when you are about to die, so go to hell!"

The blood-clothed ancestor was also angered by Jian Chen's words. Two pillars of blood suddenly shot out from the blood pits in his eyes, and he tried to wrap up Jian Chen.

He wants to use the most cruel and painful method to melt Jian Chen into dirty blood and merge it with himself.

Only by doing this can he offset the hatred in his heart.

"stop!"

Not far away, Jian Xin had just killed an evil traitor. When he turned around, he saw that his senior brother had been bound by the blood-clothed ancestor.

Seeing that his senior brother was about to be in danger, Kenshin couldn't care about the disciples behind him for a moment.

The magic power was crazily poured into the magic sword in his palm, and a sword light suddenly shot out, attacking the blood-clothed ancestor.

"Hmph, my ancestor is doing his job, how can I allow you to get in the way!"

Before the sword light could get closer, a cold snort came from the void.

Immediately, a **** light suddenly appeared in the air, and instantly condensed into a human shape, blocking the blood-clothed ancestor.