Wu Kui rubbed his chest, which felt a little painful, but it only made him more excited.

Jiang Changsheng flew towards him through the clouds. He did not panic at all. He held the knife in front of him with both hands, and his true energy exploded, like a blazing flame. He then took a horse stance, holding the knife in both hands and moving back, his posture full of power.

Among the mountains, there were two monks on their way. They were none other than the divine monk Kasyapa and Zhou Jueshi. When they saw Wu Xie, they couldn't help but stop and look at Wu Xie's figure on the official road.

Zhou Jueshi's eyes widened and he asked: "Master, is this person also in the Qiankun realm?"

Kasyapa Divine Monk's eyes were complicated and he said: "He is much more powerful than the Qiankun Realm, which is a higher realm."

His face was pale, and it was obvious that his previous injuries had not yet healed.

The master and the disciple looked at Wu Xie, Kasyapa Divine Monk had envy in his eyes, and Zhou Jueshi looked excited.

I saw eight flaming afterimages condensed around Wu Kui's body. His figure was exactly the same as his. He also raised his sword. Facing the approaching Jiang Changsheng, Wu Kui grinned arrogantly. He swung the sword downwards and then raised the sword upwards.

The eight flame afterimages are all like this, and their movements are uniform.

The nine blades of sword energy were mixed with blazing flames and killed at extremely fast speeds. They flew past the mountains and cut through the heavy snow in the sky, leaving behind waves of energy.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The sword energy hit Jiang Changsheng and dissipated instantly without causing any harm to him.

When he dispersed the last sword energy, Wu Tui came to him, quickly swung his sword, and eight flaming afterimages followed, besieging Jiang Changsheng.

Their movement skills are extremely fast, and the speed of their sword swings is extremely fast. At first glance, it seems that there are more than nine figures besieging Jiang Changsheng. The sword energy flies in all directions, scattering the sea of ​​clouds and cutting off patches of woods.

Blast into the mountains.

The sky trembled and dust flew up.

Divine Monk Kasyapa's expression changed drastically, he picked up Zhou Jueshi and quickly escaped.

Wu Kui swung his knife like a madman, but his expression soon changed.

No matter how he attacked, he could not break through Jiang Changsheng's spiritual shield.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness filled his heart.

How is that possible!

His sword is so domineering. He once worshiped a Three-Dongtian strongman as his master. When his sword energy hurt his master, he knew that he should change his master. So even if he guessed that Jiang Changsheng might be a Three-dongtian strongman,

He is not afraid, and is even full of expectations.

He has never had a real battle with the Three-Dongtian strongman!

Jiang Changsheng felt that his sword energy was indeed powerful. He even felt that Wu Kui could easily win against the five Chi Yue Ancestors alone. This person did have the arrogance.

However, enough playing has been done.

It's time to end!

Jiang Changsheng's eyes turned cold, which made Wu Xue's heart beat wildly, and a strong sense of crisis overwhelmed his soul.

Thanks to Wang Tie for the reward of 203 starting coins, and Chu Ren Yufeng for the reward of 200 starting coins~~

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