Dragon Vein Martial God

Whether it was the duration of the Blood Spirit Art or the shattering of the defensive treasure, he would no longer be able to resist.    

The situation was extremely disadvantageous to him.    

Waiting for death?    

Jiang Ting looked at the torrent of Longsword and was silent for a while. He gritted his teeth and began to communicate with the spirit of the magic treasure in his body. The spirit of the magic treasure that Daoist Fresh Breeze left in his body...    

He didn't want to use it, but now, he had to use it.    

The spirit of the magic treasure was also a magic sword, a magic sword that belonged to Daoist Fresh Breeze.    

The reason why he hadn't used it before... It was because the sword formation he had formed had been controlled by Jian Chen, and even the magical sword had almost been taken away from his control.    

If he had used it recklessly, if the spirit of the artifact had been controlled by Jian Chen's immortal sword, then...    

But now, he had no choice but to use it.    

Perhaps some people said that Jiang Ting had a lot of things in his storage bag, so why didn't he use a one-time treasure... It wasn't that Jiang Ting didn't want to use it, but that it was useless.    

Why did the Longsword flood make Jiang Ting's hair stand on end? Why did it take away Jian Chen's sword light so easily?    

It was because the torrent's power had already reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm... Because of this, even though Jiang Ting had temporarily increased his cultivation, he didn't think of counterattacking. Instead, he defended with all his might.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he was unable to shake the current, why would he choose to defend?    

To him, the best defense was offense... It was just that the attack wasn't sufficient, and he could only defend.    

Yet now... If the spirit of the Magic Treasure was controlled by the Immortal Sword, then he would probably have to flee for his life.    

Under Jiang Ting's uncertain gaze, the spirit of the magic treasure left his body.    

"Clang..." An unusually clear sword hum sounded. The spirit of the magic treasure that had just left his body suddenly began to tremble. It was obvious that the Immortal Sword was trying to control the spirit of the magic treasure.    

"It's useless. If I were you, I would suppress the spirit of the magic treasure back to me... Haha... "Jian Chen began to laugh maniacally.    

Jiang Ting's expression sank. He subconsciously prepared to pull the spirit of the artifact back into his body so that it wouldn't turn into an endless abyss.    

However, just as he had that thought, his mind suddenly changed... He was thinking, since Jian Chen had plotted against him with all his heart, why hadn't he made a move yet and instead wanted to borrow the help of others?    

He didn't want to personally make a move? This was impossible, unless there was something else he had to worry about... some sort of fear that he could kill back, so before Jian Chen revealed himself, he didn't reveal anything strange and instead secretly plotted against him.    

What was the reason for his misgivings?    

The spirit of a magic treasure?    

No... it shouldn't be.    

His Spirit of Magic Treasure had been specifically sought out by Daoist Fresh Breeze because he was worried that there would be a trap in the deal with Ling Long.    

In the beginning, he didn't have a spirit treasure in his body.    

In the critical situation, Jiang Ting's mind spun extremely fast.    

In less than half a breath's time, he had suppressed the spirit of the magical treasure in his body, and had some guesses.    

What did Jian Chen's arrogance rely on at this moment? The Immortal Sword.    

If it was the Immortal Sword... it just so happened that Jiang Ting knew the Immortal Art.    

Of course, even the latter part of his Immortal Arts could not suppress the torrent.    

What he thought was that when he had just obtained the scale in the Herb Grafting Valley, he had learned Immortal Arts and could sense the location of the Immortal Sword.    

Then he thought back to how Jian Chen had used the Fire Liuli Golden Ganoderma as the price to make him use the Immortal Art to attack the Immortal Sword in the Demon Slayer City. The reason was unknown.    

Connecting the two clues together... he was very suspicious if there was some unknown connection between the Immortal Art and the Immortal Sword... After thinking about it, Jian Chen felt apprehensive. It seemed that only the Immortal Arts he cultivated were worthy of concern.    

Whether it was correct or not, he would know once he tried.    

If he failed... there was no harm in failing. He was not someone easy to deal with. At worst, he would just have to pay an extremely heavy price to fight with his life on the line.    

With this thought, Jiang Ting raised his hand and formed a seal, "One thought, a hundred flowers bloom."    

Lotus flowers bloomed one after another.    

Before the mirage left the lotus flowers, Jiang Ting's eyes revealed a hint of surprise... Jian Chen's face, on the other hand, became somewhat ugly.    

Because... just as the Immortal Art was unleashed and the ripples of the Immortal Art spread, Jiang Ting suddenly discovered that he had developed some sort of connection with the Immortal Sword. Instinct told him that he could use the Immortal Sword.    

However, the Immortal Sword seemed to be isolated by some kind of concept. If not... he suspected that with a wave of his hand, the Immortal Sword in Jian Chen's hand would appear in his hand.    

The situation changed. Jiang Ting smiled, "The Immortal Sword seems to not belong to you."    

Jian Chen sneered, "Unfortunately, it doesn't belong to you."    

"Is that so? I would like to try and see if you can still use the Immortal Sword." Jiang Ting chuckled and thought for a moment.    

Instantly, the immortal sword embedded in the ground began to tremble and the Longsword behind Jian Chen began to disperse.    

"As expected, I should have killed you a long time ago!" Jian Chen shouted as he gripped the sword tightly.    

Jiang Ting was unable to summon the Immortal Sword back.    

However, because of that connection... Jian Chen was unable to use the sword even if he wanted to.    

Jiang Ting didn't care at all. His eyes revealed endless killing intent, "Without the Immortal Sword... what are you? If you hurt me, then return it with your life!"    

"Huhuhu..." A hundred phantoms took to the skies and charged at Jian Chen.    

Jiang Ting was even more focused. With the sudden connection, he continued to draw the Immortal Sword... Even if he couldn't get the Immortal Sword, he could ensure that Jian Chen wouldn't be able to use it.    

Unexpectedly...    

With a twist of his wrist, the sword suddenly disappeared... and the connection was also broken.    

Afterwards, Jian Chen became even more bloodthirsty and savage, "Brat, you want to kill me, but you're not qualified... Roar!"    

With a roar like that of a wild beast, Jian Chen's body suddenly began to expand. His forehead appeared, and two straight horns appeared on his body. Scales began to appear on the surface of his body.    

Demon!    

A true demon, not a demon cultivator from the Demon Ridge.    

The transformed Jian Chen's aura instantly increased by several dozen times... until it reached the mid Heavenly State.    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" With a series of dull thuds, the phantoms flew out and struck the transformed Jian Chen.    

The aftermath, dust, and even the sky were filled with them.    

Three breaths later, the dust and dust dispersed.    

The scales on Jian Chen's body began to tear apart... and countless traces of blood began to spread.    

It was clear that the Immortal Art wasn't a very pleasant one... It wasn't that Jian Chen didn't want to dodge it, but that he couldn't. He had just transformed, and the illusion had already arrived. How could he dodge it?    

In fact, he didn't even have time to defend himself, so he could only resist it.    

However, the scale's defense was too strong. Adding the fact that Jiang Ting had only used the first form of the Immortal Art, he actually couldn't kill it on the spot.    

Looking at the transformed Jian Chen, Jiang Ting's mind spun, and only then did he react, "The Immortal Sword was suppressing you before..."    

Jian Chen tilted his head slightly to stretch his muscles and bones as he laughed nastily, "It was all thanks to you contacting that scrap metal that I was able to stretch my muscles and bones... Tell me, how should I thank you?"    

It turned out that what Jiang Ting had seen earlier was indeed correct. Although Jian Chen had used some unknown method to control and even forcefully use the Immortal Sword, the essence of the sword had always been suppressing Jian Chen.    

Because of Jiang Ting's call just now, the Immortal Sword seemed to have given up suppressing him... Only then could the sword formation be completely released.    

Jian Chen's strength had been inferior before. It wasn't because he was trash, but because he had been continuously suppressed by the immortal sword and was unable to make a move...