‘!?’

Hearing the familiar voice in his ears, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but be startled.

‘Bell!?’

No matter how much he thought about it, Jiang Beiran couldn't connect these domineering words with Lingdang's face.

Seeing Jiang Beiran's shocked expression, Xia Lingdang covered her mouth and said, "This is the first time I have seen my master show such an expression. It is not in vain that I have served you for so long."

After saying that, before Jiang Beiran could ask her what was going on, she changed her body, revealing that breathtaking and peerless face.

‘Venerable Wuxiang!!?’

Jiang Beiran's expression did not tense up again, his eyes widened.

This powerful man who dominated the Xuansheng War actually pretended to be Xia Lingdang and stayed by his side as a slave for so long!?

You Xuansheng are too down-to-earth!

"Let's explain it later. Let's get rid of the trouble at hand first."

"Do I need to explain the current situation to you?"

"No need, I know everything you need to know."

Jiang Beiran shrugged after hearing this and threw the black Shajue towards Xia Lingdang, oh no, now it's time to call him Lord Wuxiang.

After all, this person has been with him for so long, and he has seen everything that should be seen and shouldn't be seen, and there really is nothing to hide from her anymore.

Besides, the system originally gave me a heaven-level option to bring her with me, so the safety factor must be perfect.

The moment Venerable Wuxiang caught Hei Shajue, Jiang Beiran felt an extremely majestic profound energy pouring into his body.

For a moment, Jiang Beiran felt that he could do anything!

'Xuansheng experience card...it feels good.'

While Jiang Bei Ran felt extremely happy, Venerable Wu Xiang was also inexplicably surprised.

'He... actually has such a special power!?'

Venerable Wuxiang had seen Jiang Beiran take action, but he was dealing with his young disciples, so he definitely didn't use his full strength.

But even so, Venerable Wuxiang has been surprised for a long time, because she has observed Jiang Beiran for so long and has never seen him absorb spiritual energy, let alone practice. She really doesn't know the nature of this body.

Where does it come from.

Now that Sha Jue has taken possession of it, Venerable Wu Xiang finally understands.

The power he possesses is completely different from the mysterious energy. Just like the Gu cultivator, he is absolutely powerful physically.

Then think of his apprentice who was covered in poison.

'Could it be... that he is a traitor to the Gu clan?'

"There's something I need to clarify first."

While Venerable Wu Xiang was thinking, Jiang Beiran raised Bai Shajue and spoke.

"What's up?"

"When the fight starts, please protect me."

"..."

He couldn't help but roll his eyes at Jiang Beiran, but Venerable Wuxiang was already used to Jiang Beiran talking like this, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I promise I will die in front of you."

"With your words, I feel relieved."

"..."

While Jiang Beiran was having a voice conversation with Venerable Wu Xiang, Sikong Ji was getting more and more desperate.

Obviously there was no such strong person in that special magic weapon when he locked it before. Where did this woman come from!?

In addition, the mysterious energy in Jiang Beiran's body has also become extremely powerful, and has reached the level of a top practitioner.

But these are not critical, the most important thing is the sword, the sword recorded in the history of the Gu clan!

"Hey!" Jiang Beiran shouted to Sikong Ji at this time, "Aren't you going to make me worse than death? Why aren't you here yet?"

Facing Jiang Beiran's provocation, Sikong Ji took a deep breath.

'It's just a legend. So what if he owns these swords? Just kill him and take them back.'

"Very good, I can't wait to hear your plea for mercy."

After Sikong Ji finished speaking, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared from the place.

'Sure enough.'

When Jiang Beiran broke the formation, he knew that Sikong Ji was extremely powerful. Gu Liangqian, as the strongest combat force in Tong State, was completely suppressed by him and could only hold him back with all his strength.

But what surprised Jiang Beiran even more was his own strength.

Under the influence of the two advanced basic attribute points of [Perception] and [Reflex], before his mind could catch up, his body was whipped out with a whip.

"What!?"

Sikong Ji also didn't expect Jiang Beiran to be able to keep up with his speed, and he didn't react for a while.

"boom!"

Sikong Ji, who was hit by Jiang Beiran's whip on the right side of his face, flew out directly and crashed into the ground.

‘Damn it! I’m such a dick!?’

Jiang Beiran himself was shocked when he saw the Gu King being kicked away by him.

The combination of Xuansheng cultivation and basic attribute points made him so powerful that he couldn't understand it himself.

Sikong Ji was also stunned.

With just one kick, his flesh and blood armor was shattered. Although it could be repaired instantly, he could feel that Jiang Beiran's kick was very casual and he did not use his full strength at all.

‘He is the strongest among humans!?’

This guess made Sikong Ji a little panicked, but he quickly shook his head.

'Similarly, I was just testing it out just now. Damn it, it's all that damned bastard's fault.'

When he was fighting that human just now, he somehow sealed part of the power in his body, and the power of this seal was getting stronger and stronger, causing him to now not be able to exert his full strength, let alone super-level performance.

After realizing that he was incredibly strong, Jiang Beiran felt confident.

Looking at the Gu King under him, Jiang Beiran smiled and said: "The king is the king, and you are still the first person who can survive a single move under my hands."

"Arrogant!"

Sikong Ji shouted angrily and disappeared again.

Jiang Beiran, who had seen Sikong's extreme speed, also reacted in his mind this time. He raised Bai Shajue and stabbed him accurately.

Sikong Ji dodged and was about to fight back when he felt another attack coming from the other side.

However, Sikong Ji did not panic. The armor of his left arm turned into a round shield to block the attack, and at the same time, he punched Jiang Beiran with his right fist.

Jiang Beiran was not weak at all and punched Sikong Ji directly.

"Damn it...it's too big."

The moment he fisted with Sikong Ji, Jiang Beiran felt a surge of pain, which made him scream in his heart.

The reason why he wanted to fight hard was because he wanted to test Sikong Ji's strength. If he was weak, he could prepare some tricks to beat him.

As a result, after this punch, he suddenly understood that although he could cause harm to Sikong Ji, he could also cause harm to himself.

'Is the physical strength between them?'

Sikong Ji, who had not taken any advantage after the punch, did not dare to be too aggressive and immediately retreated to distance himself from the two men.

Although he was not afraid of pain, he still knew that his right fist had suffered a lot of damage just now and needed a little repair.

The bones in Jiang Beiran's left arm were actually cracked, but he didn't show it, but quietly used [Tuna] to breathe and restore blood.

After a few breaths, Jiang Beiran's left arm returned to its original state, he raised it and hooked his index finger towards Sikong Ji.

Seeing Jiang Beiran completely uninjured, Sikong Ji became more and more panicked.

'Didn't he get hurt in that fight just now... Damn it, if only I could lift this seal.'

The thought at this point was enough to show that Sikong Ji already believed that he could not defeat Jiang Beiran head-on, and he would naturally feel even less confident in a fight.

After provoking King Gu, Jiang Beiran sent a message to Venerable Wuxiang: "Venerable Sir, did you feel anything special when you stabbed him with the sword just now?"

After hearing this, Venerable Wuxiang shook his head: "No."

'Tsk, this is strange...'

From the look in Gu King's eyes, Jiang Beiran could tell that he was very afraid of Cha Jue, so it should have some special effect on him, or even on all Gu cultivators...

Jiang Beiran, who couldn't figure it out for a while, didn't want to continue thinking about it, so he changed the question and asked: "Sir, can I ask you how to use this technique?"

At this moment, Jiang Beiran already knew that he should be evenly matched with the Gu King in melee combat, so if he wanted to be even better, he would naturally use Xuansheng's skills.
To be continued...