Chapter 5302: Stick to your long-cherished wish

"What is the Evil Tail Old Demon up to? Why would he kill his disciples?!"

The blood-clothed ancestor looked at the disciples of the Evil Tail Sect outside the mountain gate in amazement and struggling under the fire rain of the World-Destroying Fire.

There was no sign of the Evil Tail Old Demon among them.

However, the shock only lasted for a moment, and the blood-clothed ancestor quickly came to his senses.

No matter what the Evil Tail Old Demon wants to do, he must first fulfill his long-awaited wish.

After concentrating his mind, the blood spear transformed from the blood-clothed ancestor's arm was aimed at Jian Xin's chest on the ground again, and he was about to pierce the spear into Jian Xin's heart.

Jian Chen on the side watched all this with eyes wide open as he frantically tried to mobilize the magic power in his body.

When Jian Chen didn't care about his own life, the magic power in his body gradually began to sense, and he actually broke through the blockade of the Dirty Blood Magic.

However, it was too late to take action at this time. The blood-colored spear transformed from the blood-clothed ancestor's arm was already aimed at Jianxin's chest.

"Feel this hatred!"

The blood-clothed ancestor smiled ferociously and was about to stab him with the blood spear in his hand.

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

Just when the blood-clothed ancestor was about to pierce the blood spear with excitement, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came at high speed.

The blood-clothed ancestor suddenly felt a strong sense of threat coming from behind.

Surprised and doubtful in his heart, the blood-clothed ancestor made a decision and immediately turned around to resist with his blood spear.

Just as a muffled sound was heard, a humanoid object hit the blood gun.

Faced with an unknown sneak attack, the blood-clothed ancestor naturally couldn't hold back his strength. The blood spear directly pierced the figure flying towards him.

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

"Uh-huh! Blood-clothed Ancestor, what are you doing!"

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

Hearing that somewhat familiar voice, the blood-clothed ancestor also shrank his pupils.

Looking at it carefully at this moment, he saw that the person who was pierced by his blood spear was none other than the Evil Tail Old Demon!

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

The blood-clothed ancestor was stunned, and immediately put the evil-tailed demon down.

At this time, the Evil Tail Old Demon looked extremely weak, and his dirty blood was still entrenched in his body.

If the blood-clothed ancestor hadn't reacted in time and collected the dirty blood, the evil-tailed old demon would have died in his hands.

"There is a nameless boy on the other side of the Wushuang Gate. His Wushuang Sword Intent is not weaker than the Heavenly Fan."

"I am not his opponent."

The Evil Tail Old Demon said with a ferocious expression, feeling much relieved after the dirty blood left his body.

As he spoke, his face was full of humiliation. After all, he was a well-known giant, but he was defeated by an unknown guy.

"What!"

The blood-clothed ancestor was stunned when he heard the sound. Although he saw the evil tail old demon's dejected state, he didn't expect that he was actually defeated.

Immediately the blood-clothed ancestor raised his head and looked in the direction outside the mountain gate in surprise.

"Are you sure this person isn't that old guy Tian Fanzi pretending to be?"

The blood-clothed ancestor retreated in his heart and stared at the evil tail old devil and asked.

"Of course not. It's not like I haven't seen that guy from Sky Fan take action before. It's absolutely impossible for him to fake it."

"What's more, now that Wushuang Sect knows that we are coming to attack the righteous sects, that guy Tian Fanzi must have gone to support Qingfeng Sect."

The Evil Tail Old Demon had already calmed down and expressed his suspicions with a grimace.

The blood-clothed ancestor took a deep breath when he heard the sound, and the dirty blood around his body continued to surge, which showed that his mind had been extremely disturbed at this time.

Just when the blood-clothed ancestor was attracted by all this, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind.

The blood-clothed ancestor was caught off guard, and a bolt of lightning penetrated his chest.

It could be seen from the **** hole in his chest that Jian Chen, holding Jian Xin in one hand, had retreated to a safe position.

Taking advantage of the old team in blood clothes being stunned, Jian Chen seized the opportunity and led his junior brother to distance themselves from them.

"Jian Chen!"

Looking down at the blood hole in his chest that was being repaired by the surging blood, the blood-clothed ancestor suddenly turned around.

"Ignore the defeated soldiers in Tianjian Mountain. Let me trap him!"

The blood-clothed ancestor gave a low shout, and immediately the evil spies who were in a stalemate with the remaining disciples of Tianjian Mountain in the mountain gate not far away turned their heads.

Then they gave up attacking the Tianjian Mountain disciples and turned towards Jian Chen, who was still supporting his junior brother.

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

When the Evil Tail Old Demon saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank and he asked urgently.

"Hmph, Evil Tail Old Demon, I won't give up this great opportunity easily."

"I'm different from guys like you!"

The blood-clothed ancestor snorted coldly, turned his head and walked towards Jian Chen with the blood gun turned into his arm.

When the Evil Tail Old Demon heard this, he looked at the back of the blood-clothed ancestor with a gloomy expression.

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

As soon as he stepped on the magic weapon, the Evil Tail Old Demon was about to escape from the dangerous place of Tianjian Mountain.

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

This idiot, the Blood-clothed Ancestor, wants to stay and die, but the Evil Tail Old Demon will not go with him.

Two consecutive losses have severely damaged the Xiewei Sect's vitality.

If he were to die here, the Evil Tail Sect would definitely be eliminated in the evil world of the jungle.

For himself, and for the sake of the Xiewei Sect that he single-handedly supported, he must not die here!

Thinking like this, the Evil Tail Old Demon quickly flew away into the distance, looking back from time to time.

Seeing that there were no pursuers coming from behind him, the Evil Tail Old Demon immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

If that devil-like guy were to hunt him down, today might really be the day for his death.

Just as he was thinking about it, the Evil Tail Old Demon suddenly felt that the flying magic weapon under his feet suddenly stagnated in the air.

Then the flying magic weapon suddenly fell uncontrollably and hit the ground heavily with the Evil Tail Old Demon.

Fortunately, the flying height was not high enough, so the Evil Tail Old Demon did not fall directly to his death.

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

"Oh, are all the guys from the Evil Tail Sect so lucky?"

Before Evil Tail Old Devil could feel lucky for a long time, a cold voice came into his ears.

Along with the sound of footsteps, a figure appeared in the eyes of the Evil Tail Old Demon.

The person who came was no more than half a person tall. He was dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Wushuang Sect and looked like a young man.

In the evil tail old demon's perception, he could detect that the mana in the opponent's body was not much, which was almost the same as that of ordinary Wushuang sect disciples.