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He casually dropped Patriarch Murong's body, glanced at other patriarchs and patriarchs with despairing eyes, and then opened his palms to Abbot Shaolin.

"stop!"

An incomparably fierce, majestic and domineering sword light pierced through it. The sword light was so bright that it tore through the night, making people unable to close their eyes.

boom!

The fierce sword glow fell to the ground, the dust billowed up, and a ditch more than ten feet long was left on the ground, which shows that this sword is no small matter.

However, Ji Wushang, who was under the sword light, was unscathed, and had already disappeared in place, along with that kid Shu Han.

Ji Wushang put down Shu Han who was in his hands, looked up at the two figures that suddenly appeared, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Yan Nantian?"

Although there were two people who came, one of them firmly occupied all eyes. This person was eight feet long, with a thin and bony body, but a huge skeleton, especially a pair of big hands, which almost fell below the knees.

Although this person looks sloppy, but under that sharp appearance, a pair of eyes are shining brightly, giving people an inexplicable intimidating oppression.

Yan Nantian, this is a real chivalrous man. Although he does not have the vague sentiment of "a great chivalrous man, serving the country and the people", he is just and upright, emphasizing love and righteousness, and he has fought against the strong and helped the weak countless times in his life. Heaven, Xia has no shame for others, he is a hero who can't even find a stain on his enemies, and doesn't know how to insult him.

His martial arts aptitude is also top-notch in the world. Although he doesn't know his master's background, he may have practiced the fierce and overbearing martial arts, Buddhist and Zen magical skills like the wedding dress magic skill to an extremely deep level, and he can also create his own overbearing and unparalleled swordsmanship like the Divine Sword Art.

Such a variety shows the brilliance of his talent.

It is said that this person can take the head of the commander-in-chief among millions of troops, he can divide one hair into two, so that people can feel his sword energy ten feet away, and he can also shave other people's beard and hair, and But I can't feel it at all.

An ordinary iron sword in his hand can wield the strongest sword energy in the world, and can cut through all the hard things in the world.

Originally, Ji Wushang didn't know the truth, but now it seems that although the rumors are exaggerated, they are not too outrageous.

"What the hell happened, how could it be like this, Senior Brother?"

The head of Wudang arrived with Yan Nantian, and when he saw the miserable conditions of fellow Wudang disciples and people from various sects, especially the humiliating upside down of Taoist Chunyang whose martial arts were still higher than him, his face immediately turned pale and he was at a loss. I can't believe it.

He hurriedly pulled Taoist Chunyang out of the ground, he was greatly relieved to see that he was still breathing, and finally he cast his eyes on Ji Wushang, uncertain of bewilderment.

Yan Nantian also took this tragic scene into his eyes, and stared at Ji Wushang with a pair of fierce eyes: "You did all of this?"

He only hated why he didn't arrive half a day in the morning.

"Hero Yan, it was this monster who did it. Hundreds of comrades really died too badly. What mistake did they make! Please ask Hero Yan to help the righteous way!" Seeing that Yan Nantian's sword energy was so terrifying, the head of the Qingcheng faction said, Take it as a life-saving straw and complain loudly.

The abbot of Shaolin had a sad expression on his face: "Amitabha! Hero Yan, this benefactor is the person from the Zhenwu Temple who has been spreading martial arts secret books all over the world recently."

Yan Nantian looked at the head of Wudang and said, "I've heard about this!"

The abbot of Shaolin continued to speak slowly: "Because all comrades deeply feel that what he did will cause too much trouble, and they are afraid of harming the common people, so they want to stop it and prevent the disaster from spreading. But this benefactor's martial arts are world-class, and we can only unite Fellow fellows, but I don’t want to be inferior to others in the end, so I can’t persuade this benefactor to stop committing crimes.”

Looking at Ji Wushang's handsome face like a monster, Yan Nantian inexplicably thought of his sworn brother Jiang Feng, and his tone softened a little: "I just want to ask you, whether the deaths and injuries of the Kunlun Seven Swords, Chunyang Taoist, and Liangyi Excalibur are Is it your fault?"

He did not listen to one side of the story, and confirmed again.

Ji Wushang smiled and said: "I have heard about the name of Yan Daxia as the number one swordsman in the world for a long time, and I have admired him for a long time. What I saw today is indeed extraordinary. It happens that I am quite skilled in swordsmanship. Why don't I have a sparring session? I want to give you a chance."

Yan Nantian was furious: "I ask you, are these people the victims of you?"

Ji Wushang smiled nonchalantly, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You don't know how to practice martial arts, do you? Since I didn't deny it, I naturally acquiesced."

Yan Nantian's face turned cold, and an inexplicable oppressive force emanated from him. He drew out his long sword and said, "Do you know how many of them are true chivalrous men who uphold the strong and help the weak, and uphold justice? How many good things have never hurt a good person, but why do you want them to suffer like this?"

Ji Wushang's eyes were indifferent, and he said calmly: "According to what the abbot of Shaolin said, what kind of bullshit is it that I'm in the way of the devil? Do people of the way of the devil have to distinguish between good and bad, isn't it all a matter of course? You're asking this very strangely? "

Yan Nantian laughed angrily: "Okay! If that's the case, Yan will eliminate demons for this world, die under Yan's sword, and be a good person in the next life!"

"Hero Yan, be careful. This person has a demon technique that can absorb people's power. Hero Yan must not let him touch it!" the Nangong family reminded.

Yan Nantian nodded, and suddenly cut out the ordinary iron sword in his hand.

boom!

An astonishing sword light was like lightning in the night, bright and frightening, and the burst of sword energy scattered in all directions, making everyone present feel terrified.

Ji Wushang was a little bit concerned, Yan Nantian was able to create such a world-shattering swordsmanship on his own, indeed his aptitude is extraordinary, his understanding is astonishing, if he is allowed to grow up, he will definitely become a master of swordsmanship in the future.

But now, that's all.

At this time, Yan Nantian was not qualified enough for Ji Wushang to pay attention to him.

"You are lucky to be a swordsman,"

No one knows what the "lucky" in Ji Wu's wound refers to.

But Yan Nantian knew that the miserable appearance of the thousands of masters in front of him was caused by this extremely young man in front of him, so he naturally didn't dare to be careless because of his age, and he used all his strength when he struck, with a terrifying sword intent.

It is as domineering and awe-inspiring as the glorious sun, and it is unparalleled in strength.

On the contrary, Ji Wushang didn't have any earth-shattering momentum, nor any astonishing vision, just a flat sword.

Then, the minimalism suddenly evolved into a myriad of phenomena, all kinds of avenues.

Thousands of sword intents appeared in the sky, as if the world changed color under this sword.

The sword light disperses the night, leaving only one color under the night sky.

Senra!

boom!