Legend of Swordsman

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Pile of warm jade, dozens of holes have been smashed into the facade of the quaint and solemn main hall, which looks funny and absurd.

A dozen of Elder Yanxians all turned into bottle gourds. Before they even had time to release Yanli, they lay like old dogs on all sides in the hall.

Dead silence, silent silence.

The nearly a thousand disciplines who came to the Hall of Shangjunzong all took this scene in the entire scene, completely dumbfounded.

Their Elders, who are highly respected, deep and unmeasurable, are actually drawn into bottle gourd?

Gu Ting was dumbfounded, and even blinked hard, trying to see if it was an illusion.

This is too unimaginable. With just a slap, more than a dozen immortals flew away. Looking around, apart from Dayan Immortal, I am afraid that even Quasi-Dayan Immortal can’t do it!

But right now, this scene actually happened.

“Zhuzi, courting death!!!”

There was a burst of shouts, headed by the long-bearded old man, the thirteen Shang Junzong Elder rushed out of the main hall and blasted towards Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, time seems to be stagnant, and every cultivator disciple present seems to slow down.

Only Jian Wushuang, the action remains the same, he is the First Step Rank 1, climbing up the stairs.

Looking at Elder who was besieged from all directions, he seemed uninterested.

But he raised his hand anyway and feel free.

sword intent aspect!

“pu chi ——”

A clear tearing sound was transmitted to the ears of every cultivator present.

Then thirteen Elders groaned at the same time and flew out again.

As they fell to the ground, colorful divine blood spilled down the jade steps, forming a blood path.

The thirteen Elder and the thirteen Yanxian all had their right arms abolished at that moment.

The divine blood flows from their broken arms, dyeing red jade steps.

The only thing left in their eyes is horror, holding the broken arm and backing constantly.

Jian Wushuang, wearing white uniform, still has no blood stains, walks forward slowly, climbing up the steps.

“I will give you one last chance, to die here for unknown reasons, or to let you Sect Master come out?”

Jian Wushuang said quietly, without waves.

The headed long-bearded old man is holding his broken arm, complexion pale, “Junior, do you know that this is an enemy of my entire Shang Junzong?”

“So what?” He raised his brow.

“Chen Qing, come the sword!”

“Come!” On the square, Chen Qing laughed and drew out the real sword from his waist and threw it at Jian Wushuang.

“Zheng——”

The true sword screamed, breaking through the clouds and mist, and fell straight into his hands.

Seems to see his intentions, the long-bearded old man trembled and lost his voice, “No!”

But it’s too late.

Jian Wushuang used his hand to lead the sword and burst into the most brilliant trend.

At this moment, it seems that thousands of wheels shattered, and the fringe-like power is flowing and blooming.

All cultivators, Yanxian can’t look directly at them.

A sword slashed out, and the great hall standing on the Heaven and Earth plane for countless years, shattered.

Carved beams and painted buildings, turned into ruined walls, pavilions and pavilions are broken into powder.

The circulating Order Heavenly Dao collapsed and collapsed, no longer exist.

One sword, destroy the sect!

The fringe-like power is scattered, and all the disciplines of Shangjunzong have opened eyes, and then the face is pale.

The pavilions, terraces and pavilions are all turned into flat ground, and everything is gone.

Chen Qing was very excited with his boxing palm, and after a glance with Chun Qiu, he went to Jian Wushuang’s side.

Gu Ting was completely shocked, his chest fluctuating violently.

This scene was too shocking, the foundation of Shangjunzong turned into dust under this sword.

He has a strong intuition that Shang Junzong is in danger today!

Before the shattered hall, Jian Wushuang returned the sword to Chen Qing, and without seeing the dead-hearted Shang Junzong Elder, walked straight into the ruins.

His goal is to find Cui Jing, Wei Liujia and Fengshan, no one can stop it.

Soon, Jian Wushuang stopped and stopped moving.

Because of a small and rickety figure, blocking his way forward.

“You can’t move forward anymore,” said the thin, rickety figure, his voice hoarse and firm.

“Of course you can. Return the three Yanxians you shouldn’t touch. I won’t go into further details.” Jian Wushuang said simply.

Didn’t expect that rickety figure shook his head, “It’s already impossible, the Shangjunzong Tiandian was destroyed by you, enough to offset the lives of the three Yanxians.”

Jian Wushuang coldly smiled, “It seems that you are not going to hand them over?”

“Please come back, everyone, otherwise the consequences will definitely not be acceptable to you.” Rickety figure continued.

“Chen Qing, Spring and Autumn, hands-on.” Jian Wushuang gave a cold voice.

Chen Qingchunqiu responded, without any hesitation, and went straight forward.

And the mysterious and extremely rickety figure also set off. His figure is extremely agile, like a ghost, brazenly responding.

With two fists to four palms, the power of horror swept directly like a torrent.

“weng! !”

Like an ancient sound, it resounds through the sky, and it can be empty.

Under the impact of Chen Qing and Chun Qiu, that rickety figure was forcibly carried down, and he never retreated to First Step.

Then he shook his arms and flew Chen Qing and Chun Qiu Zhen out of several ten zhang.

“courting death!” Chen Qing screamed, blasting out with a fist, the fist pierced the air, causing the sky to change color.

And Chunqiu also started, a dagger with purple stripes all over his body, protruding from his sleeve, fiercely stabbing forward.

This is the full strength attack of two peak Yanxian.

Standing on the spot, I chose to resist the attack hard without dodge.

“Bang Bang…”

The ruins and broken walls were instantly shattered into dust, and all the disciples of Shang Junzong who were present at the scene collapsed and were scattered to pieces.

The rickety figure, back ten zhang, cut a dagger deep into his heart, and the divine blood dripped and spilled on the ground.

“Let’s go.” Jian Wushuang let out a deep cry, and then moved on.

“You guys, can’t go!” The rickety figure opened his arms and tried to stop.

Jian Wushuang no longer paid attention to him, stretched out his hand to release an unrolled bolt of white silk to bind him, and then walked to the depths of the ruined wall.

The entire hall of Shangjunzong, and even the plane, have been completely disrupted, a scene of doomsday.