Chapter 5301: A Strategy to Attack the Heart

Inside Tianjian Mountain, the Blood-clothed Ancestor was still fighting with Jian Chen.

Earlier, Jian Chen had also noticed the huge fireball rising outside Tianjian Mountain.

Knowing the temperament of the Evil Tail Demon, he knew that the old guy was serious.

It seemed that among the people from the Wushuang Sect who came to support Tianjian Mountain, there might be some difficult characters.

However, since the Evil Tail Demon had offered the World-destroying Fire, as long as the person who came was not the old guy Tian Shanzi, the other Wushuang disciples were not a concern at all.

Even Tian Shanzi's junior brother Tian Chenzi would never have a chance of survival in the face of the World-destroying Fire personally fired by the Evil Tail Demon.

And it seemed that the Evil Tail Demon must have been forced into a corner. The power of this World-destroying Fire was far beyond what he had ever seen.

Seeing this, the Blood-clothed Ancestor knew that the overall situation was settled, and immediately focused more on dealing with Jian Chen.

It would be best if he could get rid of Jian Chen before the old demon Xiewei got rid of the guys from Wushuang Sect.

This way, he could avoid the possibility of being robbed of the credit by the old demon Xiewei.

"Jian Chen, it seems that the support from Wushuang Sect can no longer be resisted, and will soon be killed by the old demon Xiewei."

"If you still want to save the lives of your disciples and your junior brother, then quickly bow your head and wait for death!"

"Otherwise, when I and the old demon Xiewei attack together, you will have no chance of survival."

The old ancestor Xueyi stopped suddenly and said with a strange laugh.

Jianchen could naturally sense the movement made by the old demon Xiewei.

Thinking that according to his previous observation, the Wushuang Sect sent only a hundred people.

There was no elder sitting in the group, and there was no sign of Tianshanzi.

With only this hundred people, it was impossible for them to be the opponent of the old demon Xiewei.

This is why Jianchen never showed excitement after seeing the support from Wushuang Sect.

Instead, he took the initiative to let his junior brother Jianxin take the remaining disciples away.

It was because he had long known that the people sent by Wushuang Sect could not be the opponent of Xiewei Old Demon.

Now, after hearing what the Blood-Robed Ancestor said, Jianchen could not believe any of the conditions he agreed to.

But when he heard the Blood-Robed Ancestor talking about the life and death of his junior brother and even his disciples, Jianchen could not help but feel dazed.

The Blood-Robed Ancestor, who deliberately released this message to confuse Jianchen, naturally noticed his abnormality at the first time.

Seeing Jianchen's momentary loss of consciousness, a red light flashed in the blood pit of the Blood-Robed Ancestor's eyes.

Immediately, he turned into a stream of dirty blood and came to Jianchen.

"Jianchen, you are still too naive!"

The cold voice came into Jianchen's ears, and when he came back to his senses, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The Blood-Robed Ancestor's arm turned into a blood-colored spear at this moment, which had pierced his chest.

A large amount of dirty blood poured into Jian Chen's body and rushed to Jian Chen's heart.

"Puff!"

As the Blood-clothed Ancestor pulled out the arm that had turned into a blood-colored spear, Jian Chen spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Cough cough."

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and Jian Chen half-knelt on the ground and felt that he could not use any strength in his body.

"Hehe, you finally fell into my hands, Jian Chen."

The Blood-clothed Ancestor laughed grimly, and his tone was full of elusive meaning.

There was a heartfelt joy, but inexplicably there was a sense of loneliness.

The Blood-clothed Ancestor had been pursuing his long-cherished wish for half his life, and now it was realized.

For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart.

"You killed my master in front of me, and I wanted to kill you since then."

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"To achieve this goal, I have been practicing the Dirty Blood Divine Art, and even reached the peak today."

"Just don't get me wrong, I don't want to kill you just to avenge my master, that rubbish."

"It's just because you made me feel humiliated, including the look you gave me at that time, which made me crazy!"

At the critical moment of killing Jian Chen, the Blood-clothed Ancestor did not kill him directly.

Instead, he grabbed Jian Chen's scattered long hair and pulled his face in front of him.

"Bah! Evil and crooked!"

Jian Chen ignored the meaning of the Blood-clothed Ancestor's words, and directly spit out a mouthful of blood foam, spraying it on the Blood-clothed Ancestor's face.

Of course, the Blood-clothed Ancestor is now completely made of dirty blood.

Therefore, the blood foam that Jian Chen spitted on his face immediately merged into the Blood-clothed Ancestor's body.

"Hehehe, are you so anxious to merge with me?"

"Don't worry, I will fulfill your wish immediately."

"Not only you, but everyone in Tianjian Mountain will soon meet you in my body."

The Blood-clothed Ancestor, who was spit with blood on his face by Jianchen, was not angry, but laughed strangely.

"But before that, I want you to experience how I felt at that time."

The Blood-clothed Ancestor said nervously, and then dragged Jianchen to Jianxin who fainted on the ground not far away.

At this time, Jianchen's body was disturbed by the dirty blood injected by the Blood-clothed Ancestor, and he could not resist at all.

No matter how Jianchen urged the mana in his body, there was no response.

Seeing the Blood-clothed Ancestor dragging him towards Jianxin, Jianchen suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What are you going to do?!"

Jianchen was panicked and subconsciously shouted at the Blood-clothed Ancestor.

"Of course I want you to witness with your own eyes how your junior brother was killed."

The Blood-Robed Ancestor turned his head upon hearing this. His blood-stained face gave people a very surprised feeling at this moment.

Jian Chen's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and he was more certain of his guess.

The Blood-Robed Ancestor was preparing to kill and refine his junior brother Jian Xin in front of him!

"Blood-Robed Ancestor, if you dare to touch my junior brother, I will never let you go!"

Jian Chen roared and struggled.

Even though more and more blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, Jian Chen was still struggling.

"That's it, this is what I want to see!"

Seeing this, the Blood-Robed Ancestor laughed wildly and walked a few steps to the side of Jian Xin who was fainted on the ground.

"Just experience it all!"

Accompanied by the Blood-Robed Ancestor's excited roar, his arm turned into a blood-colored spear, and was about to pierce into Jian Xin's chest lying on the ground.

"No!"

Jian Chen's pupils trembled upon seeing this, and a mournful cry came out of his mouth.

At the critical moment, a deafening explosion sounded throughout the Tianjian Mountain.

The Blood-clothed Ancestor, who was standing in front of the mountain gate, was stunned and stopped moving.

He turned his head to look outside the mountain gate, but saw pieces of flames falling from the sky like a downpour.

In the falling rain of fire, the crazy wailing figures of the disciples of the Xiewei Sect could be vaguely seen.

"What's going on?!"

The Blood-clothed Ancestor was attracted by this scene and subconsciously exclaimed in surprise.

He could see that this was the world-destroying fire of the old devil Xiewei.