The main reason was that the space within the stone room was too small, while the Taowu's size was enormous and it was impossible for him to use his strength. On top of that, even though the seal was broken, its power was still there.

"I didn't think that you, old thief, would have learned the ancient sword technique …" For a moment, there were only a few ancient items that had been passed down to this day. Whether or not one could come across such an opportunity all depended on luck, and Zhu Wu did not believe that a black-hearted person like this would have some sort of opportunity.

"The ancient sword technique is meant to deal with a beast like you. If you obediently surrender now, you'll be able to suffer a little less, or else, this old man will tell you to beg the heavens for mercy!"

No wonder he looked so confident, he had learnt the Ancient Sword Technique.

Legend has it that the sword art of ancient times was created by the Sword Saint Chi Yun in order to resist the beasts and beasts of the ancient times. The master of the sword can turn Qi into sword, and the master of the sword can use only a tiny bit of it to repel countless ferocious beasts.

Meng Huairen was hiding in a corner, watching the confrontation between the few people and the beast. Thankfully, he did not rashly take action against Bai Qiu Hu. He had even concealed his martial arts from him. This cultivation technique of his must have been given to him by his superiors.

"Humph, so what if you're using the ancient sword techniques. Not to mention being able to cultivate to the tenth level, even you, an old thief, are not afraid. Seeing your moves, you are only at the second or third level, and your control over your sword is sluggish, don't tell me you're going to have Qigong deviation. Hahahaha …"

It was true that his ancient sword art was at the third level. Just as he was concentrating on breaking through the fourth level, the sound of the seal forcefully interrupted his progress. A mouthful of blood was still stuck in his chest.

"Even if this old man is only at the third level, it's more than enough to deal with an animal that hasn't appeared in a long time." As he spoke, he attacked again.

From the looks of it, this man was planning to fight to the death with Zhu Wu.

When he saw that the white Qiu Hu was about to attack him with a fierce move, he could not help but become serious. Like what the white Qiu Hu said, it had not been in existence for a long time, and with the help of the little child's medicinal pill, he was unable to use any of his power.

After exchanging a few blows, the White Garment Tiger shot out another hidden weapon …

Meng Huairen watched the situation change as he considered the best opportunity for him to appear. He had initially wanted to take advantage of the battle between Bai Qiuhu and Jun Qianyan as a fisherman to reap fame and fortune.

Now that he had exchanged blows with Tao Wu, most of the disciples had seen what happened when he followed the white Qiu Hu in. If the white Qiu Hu were to ask further, he would definitely be suspicious of him, and this was not the result that he wanted.

After being hit by the hidden weapon of the white fur tiger, Wu Zhu's figure appeared sluggish. Di Mo Jiu was currently healing Jun Qiyan. Meng Huairen was quick to come up with the best result for himself.

At this moment, as he saw the claw of the Taowu flying towards the tiger, his eyes lit up. This was the moment!

"Leader, be careful!" Meng Huairen shouted as he blocked in front of the tiger and suffered the claw. Thankfully, the claw was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Although it hurt, most of the attacks were blocked by the spiritual energy.

Meng Huairen fell heavily to the ground …

Jun Qiyan had seen this scene. She immediately recognized that it was the Great Elder Meng Huairen from the portrait. From the portrait, she could tell that he was very similar to Jun Yanran. Now that she had met him, she could tell that he was very similar to her.

Seeing a white fur dog come out of nowhere, Jun Qiyan's voice sounded out in his mind. "Retreat first. This is the territory of the Sword Spirit Sect. It won't be too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

From the fact that Tao Wu had put down his face to beg Jun Qiyan for help just now, it was obvious that it was a sensible person. This time, it knew that this was not the best time to fight against the White Garuda.

After the dust had settled, Bai Qiuhu looked at the empty ground in front of him with a flustered and exasperated expression. He immediately issued a sect order to chase down Jun Qianyan and Di Mo Jiu from all corners of the earth.

Tao Wu brought Jun Qiyan and Di Mo Jiu to a cave. "Little kid, I was wondering how you could be beaten like this by that old rogue."

"Aren't you an ancient vicious beast? Have you taken advantage of me?" Jun Qiyan cast a sidelong glance at it.

As he said this, Tao Wu felt a bit embarrassed. However, after the fight just now, it was said that they didn't know each other without fighting each other. He had a good impression of Jun Qiyan.

"Is this man your lover?" Taowu sized Di Mo Jiu up from head to toe. From beginning to end, he felt that Di Mo Jiu had a very familiar aura on his body.

When Jun Feiyan heard this undisguised question, she could only think of the scene when Di Mo Jiu forcefully kissed her in the bamboo forest that day. Even though she was usually careless, she still blushed slightly at this moment, "Do you want to have a stomachache again?"

It, too, had eaten dragons before! However, it had never had stomach problems before. Once was enough for it to remember for the rest of its life.

Jun Qiyan raised an eyebrow, then added, "Yeah, you're a bachelor dog, so you won't be able to understand."

Di Mo Jiu, who was at the side, heard Jun Qianyan's affirmation and looked at her with a profound look.

Jun Qiyan didn't dare to look towards Di Mo Jiu's direction, but the burning gaze that came from there seemed to be able to roast her whole body. She pretended to move her body, walking towards the cave entrance and looking around.

"Tao Wu, what kind of place is this?"

"A cave, hmph!" For an ancient beast like this to be bullied to such an extent by that old thief, when my powers recover, I'll definitely go and take care of that old thief's dog den! "

Di Mo Jiu remembered something and asked Tao Wu: "You mentioned that the White Tiger knows the Ancient Sword Techniques? "Perhaps?"

"I can't be wrong. In the past, I've also fought against that fellow Crimsoncloud. That old scoundrel's every move is imbued with Crimsoncloud's sword-art, but luckily, I haven't reached home yet."

"He's only been in the Sword Spirit Sect for a few years. How could he have an ancient formation?" Di Mo Jiu and Jun Qiyan fell into deep thought at the same time.

Tao Wu suddenly smelled Jun Qiyan's scent, "Why do you have the scent of Baji on you?