There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

When two meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

If it is a head-on collision, the one with greater strength will naturally win!

The Xiantian Zhenren killer miscalculated. He thought that his realm was higher than Nie Wushuang, and the level of the sword energy containing his own will was stronger than Nie Wushuang. When the sword energy and the sword energy collided, he would definitely have the upper hand. However, the result was very different from what he wanted.

The two sword energies collided, and the energy waves spread out after being stirred. The domain field he constructed was washed away by the energy waves and completely shattered.

At the same time, his sword energy was also vulnerable.

The Xiantian Zhenren will contained in the sword energy was like the spirit on the flying sword, which was easily wiped out by an unknown rule breath.

Without the blessing of will, the sword energy was just the sword energy of the ordinary Zhoutian Qihai realm, not the true energy, so it could only compete with Nie Wushuang in thickness and strength.

In a competition of the same realm, his sword energy was far inferior to Nie Wushuang in terms of strength and thickness. The energy generated by the opponent's sword energy was like a vast ocean, never ending. His originally good sword energy could not compete with the opponent in consumption.

In just a few breaths, the sword energy broke apart and turned into nothingness.

Nie Wushuang's sword energy broke through the obstruction and slashed towards the masked man in black, still like a white rainbow, and the energy had not weakened at all.

No matter how the opponent dodged and moved, no matter how his body shape changed, he could not avoid this sword.

Nie Wushuang's sword slashed at the black-winged masked man, cutting him in half with one sword, but there was no blood splashing.

This sword seemed to have only slashed a residual image.

What about that person?

The person's real body had already escaped into the real world. For some innate real people, in addition to being able to wander in the real world for a long time, if they burst out with all their strength, their physical body can also stay in the real world for a short time. At the moment of death, the opponent escaped into the real world.

Although the time that the real person stayed in the real world was very short.

However, this time was enough for the innate real person to escape. The next moment, he would definitely not appear here after returning to reality from the real world.

This guy must have set an anchor point in advance, and he would be there after coming out.

The distance would not be very far from now, it should be within a few hundred feet, but it would be almost impossible for Nie Wushuang to catch him again.

This is the inner gate of the Sword-asking Sect. After the domain field was broken, the collision of breath energy could not be concealed, and slightly stronger energy fluctuations would attract the reaction of the mountain-protecting sword formation.

Moreover, that guy must not look like this when he returns to reality. He must have removed the mask disguise. Even if he knew who he was, Nie Wushuang had no evidence to prove that he was a killer.

In this way, although the other party failed to complete the assassination mission, he could get away smoothly.

If there were no accidents...

Nie Wushuang took a deep breath, and in his sea of ​​consciousness, his divine thoughts surged, like a typhoon of more than ten levels blowing across the sea, and powerful divine thoughts overflowed from his sea of ​​consciousness.

At that moment, all the cells in his body were still jumping for joy.

The whole person was like lying in a furnace, his thoughts were concentrated, and Nie Wushuang slashed out that sword.

This was a sword that exceeded the limits of the body!

This was the most time he used his divine thoughts since he came to this world. Without the interference of the true qi of the Xiantian Zhenren, his thoughts became extremely pure.

He accurately grasped a trace of breath in the void.

A cause-effect link was formed.

This sword cut off the cause and effect.

Because this sword was slashed out, because it exceeded the load of the body, the capillaries all over his body were broken, and countless blood penetrated into the skin. The whole person was like a blood man, which looked very scary, but the internal organs and bones could still hold on.

It looked scary, but in fact, most of them were flesh wounds.

This was the price of slashing out that sword.

Nie Wushuang could bear this price.

However, he was not sure whether this sword hit the killer. After all, he did not understand much about the cultivation rules of this world, and he lacked knowledge of the strength of the Xiantian Zhenren.

Although the previous confrontation was short, he had used most of his skills.

It was not as easy as the previous few times, and it took some effort.

In case, the other party has some life-saving tricks that can be immune to the causal connection and cut off the previous spiritual connection, which is not impossible.

Five hundred feet away, at the foot of Tianxuan Peak, under a cliff, a figure flashed out.

The bronze mask on his face suddenly shattered and turned into powder and fell down. The black clothes on his body remained the same, but there were some gold edges on the edges of the hems. The man waved his hand, and a high crown flew out from behind a huge rock and landed on his head.

The man flashed out and came to the mountain path in two or three steps.

He rushed to the top of the mountain and came to the halfway point of the mountain in a flash. On the platform halfway up the mountain, there were several black-robed disciples of the Sword-Asking Sect practicing swords.

The black robe is the uniform of the inner disciples of the Sword-Asking Sect.

When the disciples saw him, they bowed their heads and greeted him.

He was serious and just nodded lightly, and then he was about to walk to the top of the mountain.

Yes, this person is Jian Boyang, the master of Tianxuan Peak of Wenjian Sect, and he is also the golden killer of Jinfeng Xiyu Tower in Hexi County.

Many killers of Jinfeng Xiyu Tower are like this. On the surface, they have a respected identity. There are heroes, noble sons, and even high-ranking officials of the court...

Once the mask is removed, it will definitely shock the world.

"Peak Master..."

Suddenly, the few people who raised their heads looked at Jian Boyang with a look of shock on their faces. They were so shocked that they lost their manners and pointed at Jian Boyang.

What's going on?

Jian Boyang frowned.

He wanted to scold those people.

However, as soon as this thought arose in his mind, it was wiped off like a chalk drawing. For a moment, his mind was empty.

"Ah!"

A disciple exclaimed.

Some were speechless.

Some trembled.

What happened?

What happened to him?

Several thoughts arose, but they were wiped out as soon as they arose.

At that moment, Jian Boyang seemed to have Alzheimer's disease. His mind was swallowed up by something unknown, his soul became smaller and smaller, and his self-consciousness was slowly dissipating...

In the eyes of many Tianxuan Peak disciples, his appearance was also changing.

In just a few breaths, as if decades had passed, he was rapidly getting old. Not only was his hair gray, but it was also falling. He soon became bald, and so was his beard. The skin on his face was full of wrinkles, like an old man who was about to die.

Nie Wushuang's sword that slashed at the cause and effect still worked.

Although it took some time, it did not take effect in the real world. After Jian Boyang came out of the real world, it took some time for it to take effect.

It was not in vain after all.

In the end, Jian Boyang collapsed to the ground in front of many disciples of Tianxuan Peak.

Not only his body, but also his soul was wiped out. He was deader than dead. Without a residual soul, he could not even walk the most difficult path of ghost immortal.