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The autumn wind was bleak, and the sky above the Tianxuan Sword Sect was gloomy and lingering.

In front of the Tongtian Sword Pagoda, there were many people standing in the dark, including the disciples of the Qinghu Gang led by Jiang Xiong and the powerful casual cultivators who wanted to get a piece of the sword sect's pie. Standing in front of the sword tower like a glacier, with cold eyes.

This is already all the forces that Shen Wuyu can gather in order to seize power, and all of them are here, waiting in line.

However, there was only one person waiting.

Although he was seriously injured by Shen Wuyu, he could still cover the sky with one hand.

At this moment, the face of a disciple of the Qinghu Gang standing in the front was pale. He raised his head and suddenly saw that the thick cloud layer broke open, showing an extremely deep ravine, and in that ravine, released A golden light shrouded a figure in the distance.

This golden light contained an unprecedented powerful aura, like the first ray of light from the beginning of chaos, and that figure was coming from the light.

Jiang Xiong stood at the forefront, his fists clashed fiercely in front of his chest, and the true energy that was still at its peak flowed out of the golden core immediately, his whole body was filled with electric light, like a taut bowstring, ready to go, and raised his voice Said: "Whoever can kill him, I will make him the deputy gang leader!"

Ever since Yan Li's death, the position of deputy gang leader has been vacant. After hearing this sentence, all the disciples of the Qinghu gang immediately burst into excitement and shouted in unison, but they didn't seem to know what kind of terrifying existence they were about to face.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light had arrived, and Jian Twelve stood proudly on it. Although his face returned to his former kindness and kindness, his eyes, which were as dark as the night, showed another kind of terrifying aura, as if he was in awe. Righteousness and awe-inspiring devilishness combined, exuding an infinitely powerful aura.

"Tianxuan Sword Sect is a pure land, how can you allow your filth to exist, let me disappear." Jian Twelve said calmly, with a wave of his sleeve, endless golden light shone down, and it seemed that every golden light was comparable to Congenital best spirit treasure.

Puchi puchi puchi!

The muffled sounds of broken flesh followed one after another, and more than half of the hundreds of Qinghu Gang disciples were destroyed in an instant, turning into an indistinct mass of flesh and blood and being nailed to the ground by the golden light.

Jiang Xiong gritted his teeth tightly, snorted heavily, and then leaped into the air, transforming his body into a purple electric light the size of a bucket, roaring towards him.

Facing the awe-inspiring power of this thunder and lightning essence, the twelve sides of the sword sank like water, and he just stretched out his index finger lightly, and the fingertips glowed with golden light, just like a round of scorching sun rising, but in the center of the scorching sun permeated two completely different strength.

One is pure black, and the other is chaotic, which is obviously the power of the spirit treasure and magic sword he has mastered.

In an instant, an extremely powerful coercion spread out, as if a huge wave had been set off in the void, and each invisible wave contained a strength of a million catties, crushing Jiang Xiong's body fiercely. .

Facing the raging sun, Jiang Xiong only felt trapped in the quagmire, no matter how close he was, he could only rely on his still peak true energy to form a Thor armor on his body, barely resisting this powerful attack.

"You were clearly injured by Shen Wuyu, why are you still so powerful?!" Jiang Xiong was puzzled. According to Shen Wuyu's previous statement, Jian Twelve was injured to such an extent that it almost destroyed the Golden Core, let alone cast it. In this extremely weak state, even a cultivator in the emptiness state can easily kill him, but now it seems to be the opposite.

Not only was Jian Twelve not injured, but he was even more powerful than before!

"He did hurt me, but it doesn't mean I can be easily killed by you." Jian Twelve smiled lightly, and moved his index finger forward, but the scorching sun exploded, and a large amount of golden light engulfed Jiang Xiong's body.

Falling into the golden wave, Jiang Xiong fully felt the terrifying means of a master of the Heaven Transformation Realm. The Thunder God armor on his body was shattered, every village collapsed, and the endless rays of light cut his muscles, blood vessels, bone marrow, viscera and even the sea of ​​primordial spirit.

"Ah...no...impossible!"

There were bursts of tragic roars, and when the golden light disappeared, there was only a white skeleton still struggling in the void, which fell to the ground with a bang, splashed a pool of water, and fell into countless pieces.

A strong man who returned to the Void Realm died so easily.

Those surviving members of the Qinghu Clan saw their guild master killed, they were all in a mess, they didn't dare to fight, they fled in all directions like ants on a hot pot.

At this moment, a series of black giant claws came from the sky, grabbed the flesh bodies of several Qinghu Gang disciples, and kneaded them into a blurred mass of flesh and blood.

"It's all trash, give it to me!"

The Nine Nether Seven Demons roared in unison, and those casual cultivators sacrificed their spirit treasures one after another, turning into a large piece of bright light that swept over.

Facing the monstrous situation, Jian Twelve unexpectedly put away his hands, stepped on the empty void, and approached the Tongtian Sword Tower step by step, and the dozens of spirit treasures displayed The powerful power that came out exploded several feet in front of him, making it impossible to get close.

He just walked like this, going forward without hesitation, and where he walked, there was only a large piece of golden light left, and within the light, straight and sharp golden threads erupted, intertwined and overlapping, like the sky and the earth mixed with waves of destruction. The momentum enveloped and cut the dozen or so casual cultivators who couldn't dodge into dozens of pieces of flesh and blood.

At this moment, there was no force that could stop his footsteps. Jian Twelve looked straight ahead, his goal was very clear, the enemy was there.

I saw Shen Wuyu sitting alone on the top of the Tongtian Sword Tower, as if enjoying the baptism of the rain. He was still naked to the waist, with vivid ancestral dragon tattoos emerging on his fair skin, and the Fenghuo Shenjian was inserted on his left and right sides. sides.

"I didn't expect you to pull out this magic sword."

Shen Wuyu miscalculated after all, he forgot that there is another biggest secret of Tianxuan Sword Sect, because for so many years, he has never seen this legendary king sword that is comparable to a fairy weapon, and he doesn't know how to get it A spiritual treasure, so the existence of Wang Jian has always been a somewhat illusory legend to him.

But now, Wang Jian is in the hands of Jian Twelve.

Jian Twelve stretched out his palm, and suddenly three streams of air of different colors evolved from the palm, intertwined and fused with each other, and said indifferently: "In my body, there is the bright essence of the realm of transforming the sky, and the power of the demon of Wang Jian. And the power that belongs to that chaotic spirit treasure."

Sensing the powerful power hidden in the chaotic airflow, Shen Wuyu narrowed his eyes and said, "You actually absorbed that chaotic spirit treasure?!"