Jing Tian was sent flying backward and landed awkwardly in the plaza.
"Pfft..."
Jing Tian crashed awkwardly onto the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Cang Gu emerged from the main hall, Demon Suppressing Sword in hand.
Looking at Jing Tian as he coughed up blood in embarrassment, he sneered mockingly. "Just a scoundrel, a petty thug, and you dare run wild on Shu Mountain."
"Who gave you the nerve?"
"The Demon Suppressing Sword has truly been wasted in your hands."
Jing Tian clutched his chest, got to his feet, and pulled the Demon Sword from his back.
"You old bastard, you're completely shameless. You ambushed me."
"You stole my Demon Suppressing Sword. Let me tell you, your Grandpa Jing Tian can still beat you easily even without it." He might lose the fight, but never the momentum.
Jing Tian truly was no match for this old bastard Cang Gu.
But that did not stop him from talking big. The old man was indeed powerful.
So what?
He was the reincarnation of General Fei Peng.
The number one divine general in heaven and earth.
Even without the Demon Suppressing Sword, he still had the Demon Sword in hand.
With the Demon Sword in hand,
he was still unstoppable.
Cang Gu looked at the Demon Sword in Jing Tian's hand and said flatly, "Your strength may be lacking."
"But you certainly have plenty of good treasures."
"You even took out the Demon Sword. Then this old man shall gladly accept it."
"One Demon Suppressing Sword truly isn't enough to suppress the Demon Suppressing Pagoda."
"But with a Demon Sword added to the mix, it should be about enough."
As soon as he finished speaking,
Cang Gu moved to snatch the Demon Sword from Jing Tian's hand.
Although Jing Tian