After being trapped, there is even less hope.

Xuanming and his two men have experienced the Xuanming Demon Flame Mirror. If he hadn't used the holy weapon, even he would have felt a little tricky, let alone breaking the three swords.

Although Duan Sandao's strength is good, it is only at the level of the soul. At most, he can fight with a powerful virtual master without defeat. It is obviously far behind when facing the Xuanming Demon Flame with one plus one greater than two.

Zhang Jing faintly held Song Tianxing's soul closer, without any intention of taking action. Since Xuan Ming and the others took action, there was no accident at the moment, and there was no need to take action.

As for recruiting Duan Sandao, it is even more impossible.

The Blood Sword Sect is different from the Heavenly Demon Dao. The Heavenly Demon Palace has a connection with the Heavenly Demon Dao. In addition, Zhang Jing's strength and talent have been incorporated into the past that the Heavenly Demon Palace can be said to be.

But the Blood Sword Sect is different. The Heavenly Demon Palace has no connection with it. Duan Sandao cannot live without backbone. In other words, even if Duan Sandao is willing to apply for it, Zhang Jing would not believe him from the bottom of his heart.

Even if it is used, it won’t work. No one knows whether this guy will secretly collude with the White Lotus Sect and give him a ruthless one.

Duan Sandao does not look like a person who has been living under a long time. This is Zhang Jing's judgment.

Although it was a bit arbitrary, Zhang Jing decided to believe it.

"Senior Brother!"

Duan Sandao, who was shrouded in the demon flame, saw Zhang Jing coming, and his face changed instantly. When he saw the little soul holding Zhang Jing's hand, he felt even more hatred in his heart, staring at Zhang Jing with blood-red eyes.
Chapter completed!