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In a short period of time, the news of Wan Yunfei's execution quickly spread throughout the Ye God Continent.
The Ye Shen Continent once again caused a sensation, and the name Jian Wushuang became completely famous.
Jian Wushuang, a late-stage cultivator in the Hedao realm, the top monster in Ye Shen Mountain, and a true disciple.
Since the destruction of Ye Shenshan, he has also disappeared.
Everyone thought he was dead, but they never thought that today, a few years later, he would appear again.
In the first battle he appeared, his opponent was a powerful being on the kill list, and he killed the opponent with such force, which was simply unbelievable.
"Jian Wushuang is still alive. With his strength, he will surely be on the killing list soon, right?"
"Probably so. This guy is the true successor of Ye Shenshan. He is not weak in strength. Now he has killed Wan Yunfei. It must not be difficult to get on the killing list."
"Let's go out and take a look. It will be very lively outside during this period, and hell will not let it go."
With the emergence of Jian Wushuang, countless monks became active again and gathered outside the city.
The sect of Hell is not a soft persimmon. There are several monks in it who are on the killing list, and Wan Yunfei is not the strongest among them.
Jian Wushuang killed Wan Yunfei, but those who were in the perfect Hedao realm might not take action in person because of their dignity.
But those monks who have reached the perfect level of harmony will definitely not give up.
hell.
In a large hall, the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing.
There are more than ten people in this hall.
The one who ranks first is Yun Qi, the four elders of hell.
This elder Yun Qi is also a perfect Hedao realm, with boundless strength.
He is the strong man in charge of the city in Hell.
Below Yun Qi, stood the major true disciples and elders of hell, all of whom were at the peak of the Hedao realm.
In their eyes, there was uncontrollable anger.
"Jian Wushuang, this bastard, is simply too much. Ye Shenshan is already gone, but he still dares to be so arrogant. He deserves to be punished."
A strong man spoke angrily, with overwhelming murderous intent.
This person is Dragon Slaughter, a peak powerhouse in the Hedao Realm of Hell, ranked thirty-sixth on the killing list.
His strength is much stronger than Wan Yunfei.
Of course, this is also normal.
Wan Yunfei is only a true disciple, but he is an elder. They are not of the same generation at all, and there is a big age gap between them.
In terms of strength, Long Tu is indeed much stronger than Wan Yunfei, but in terms of potential, he is far inferior to Wan Yunfei.
"Jian Wushuang did go too far. Yun Fei lost to him because his skills were inferior to others. We have nothing to say. But he actually killed Yun Fei, so that's enough."
"Yes, Jian Wushuang's move is a provocation to my hell. We will never let it go."
The crowd is excited!
Wan Yunfei's death is definitely not a small matter.
Because with Wan Yunfei's talent and potential, he is expected to break through to the perfection of the Hedao realm.
Now, with such a seed being killed, how can they swallow their breath?
If those who killed Wan Yunfei were powerful men from other major forces, they might still be able to bear this tone.
But Jian Wushuang, who is he?
Without the protection of Ye Shen Mountain, he is just a lonely ghost, a wandering cultivator.
If a casual cultivator dares to be so presumptuous, they will naturally not tolerate it.
Elder Yun Qi, who was at the top of the list, listened to the angry scoldings of the people below and said, "Okay, don't say any more."
His eyes fell on Long Tu, "Long Tu, take some people out of the city immediately to hunt Jian Wushuang. Since he chose to kill Yun Fei, he must be prepared to be hunted by my hell."
"yes."
When Long Tu heard this, he immediately turned around and left without saying anything.
The other three people also snorted coldly, with cold light emerging from their eyes, and quickly followed them away.
Kill, you must kill Jian Wushuang, otherwise, where will the face of hell be?
Outside the city.
With a bang, Jian Wushuang killed a monk with a slap, and then quickly disappeared from the spot.
Half an hour later, he came to an uninhabited area and felt helpless.
"Are you leaving Ye Shen Continent? I'm really reluctant to leave. Hell is so shameless. He actually sent several people to deal with me. Damn it."
"And that dragon slayer, he's so old, is he embarrassed to take action against me?"
Jian Wushuang muttered, feeling very unhappy.
He had just received news that many powerful men in hell had left the city to hunt Jian Wushuang.
It's okay now, it's just that some powerful people at the peak of the Hedao Realm are dispatched.
Even if he is defeated, he still has the confidence to save his life.
But once the Hedao realm is successfully deployed, he will be finished.
Not only that, in addition to the strong men from hell, many strong men from other major forces also took action.
Jian Wushuang snorted in his heart.
A bunch of bastards, just watching the excitement and not being afraid of big things.
He is not a newbie, so he naturally knows what those people are thinking.
It's okay if there is no chance. Once there is a chance, those people will definitely take action against him and fish in troubled waters.
"Damn it, I was wronged. I didn't kill Wan Yunfei."
Jian Wushuang was also extremely depressed, feeling that he had died unjustly.
He didn't kill Wan Yunfei at all, but he caused such a big trouble. Where could he go to reason?
Did he want to tell others that it was Wang Fan who killed him?
If that were the case, he would be even more dangerous, and Wang Fan would be the first to kill him.
Others don't know who killed Wan Yunfei, but Jian Wushuang still knows.
Afterwards, he just thought about it briefly and guessed Wang Fan's identity.
Damn it, that bitch won’t stop until he’s tricked to death.
"Hey, forget it, there is no need to fight with hell, let's leave as soon as possible."
Jian Wushuang sighed again and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, his expression couldn't help but change. He suddenly looked towards an area and growled, "Who?"
crisis.
An extremely intense crisis.
Jian Wushuang's hair stood on end all of a sudden, and his scalp was about to explode.
"Haha, what a keen sense. Brother Wushuang, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you?"
A chuckle came out, and a young man stepped out of the void.
Jian Wushuang looked at the young man, his pupils suddenly shrank, "You, you -"
The young man looked at Jian Wushuang and chuckled again, "Brother Wushuang, what's wrong with you? Are you excited to see me?"
Jian Wushuang was about to collapse, "What do you want to do?"
The person in front of me is none other than Wang Fan.
However, Wang Fan did not appear in his original appearance, but in disguise.
Uncle's.
Jian Wushuang cannot defeat Wang Fan, otherwise he will fight Wang Fan to the death.
Wang Fan looked at Jian Wushuang and smiled lightly, "I don't want to do anything. I heard that those beasts in hell are going to hunt you down, so I came here to help you."
He spoke with sincerity and sincerity, "Anyway, we can be considered friends. How can I watch my friend in danger, don't you think so?"
"It's your uncle!" Jian Wushuang cursed in his heart, but did not dare to say it out loud.
This chapter has been completed!