The disciples of the Jiange Pavilion were really miserable today. They were inexplicably knocked to death by their young pavilion master. They died in such a painful way that they simply could not rest in peace.
"Boom!" Dugu Qiubai seemed to be deliberately destroying the sword pavilion. He used his speed to continuously destroy the buildings of the sword pavilion, turning the originally luxurious and spectacular sword pavilion into ruins.
The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange was furious, but he was helpless. He had tried his best to stop Dugu Qiubei, but he couldn't keep up with Dugu Qiubei's speed.
Even the Young Pavilion Master of Jiange himself was kicked badly by Dugu Qiubei.
This Dugu Qiubai had no intention of killing him, he just kept kicking him without even using his best swordsmanship.
Just power and speed.
But the speed of light combined with the power of the peak level of the Great Sage is no longer something that the Young Master of the Sword Pavilion can contend with.
"Rumble..." In a series of explosions, the young master of the Jiange Pavilion was brutally beaten.
When the Young Pavilion Master of Jiange fell to the ground and could not get up, he glared at Dugu Qiubai with resentful eyes, and shouted with grief and anger: "Kill if you want, why insult me?" "I'm happy to!"
Dugu Qiubai stepped on the cheek of the young master of the Jiange Pavilion, causing the latter to feel the most intense aggrievement and humiliation in his history.
He was the majestic Young Master of the Sword Pavilion, and he was born with a golden key. His father was the strongest Sword Master, and his status was no less than that of the Son of God in the Holy Land. How had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"Dugu Qiubai, if you don't kill me today, I will repay you a hundredfold tomorrow!" The young master of Jiange's eyes turned red and he roared viciously.
Dugu Qiubai continued to step on the cheek of the Young Master of the Jiange Pavilion, and sneered: "How come you, a loser, want to take revenge on me? I asked you to practice for five hundred more years, and as a result, you improved your strength.
I don't even bother to kill trash like you because I don't want to dirty my hands.
"The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange was so angry that he almost lost his breath when he heard this. This kind of contempt from the enemy was simply the greatest insult to him.
However, he couldn't find any reason to refute, because Dugu Qiubei's cultivation level was not as good as his, and as a result, he had been sleeping for five hundred years, but his strength suddenly surpassed his.
Facing such a perverted monster, anyone else would be helpless.
"You destroyed the sword pavilion, and my father will not let you go. No matter how talented you are, it will be difficult for you to rival my father until you grow up.
"The young master of the Jiange Pavilion roared angrily.
This is because I can't do it myself, so I change it to fight with my father.
Dugu Qiubei sneered and said: "That old bastard Lei Zhan, sooner or later I will have to settle accounts with him, today I just collect some interest.
"After that, Dugu Qiubai lifted up his robe, took out his 'golden cudgel', and started to pour water, which made the young master of Jiange feel angry.
"You..." The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange never expected that Dugu Qiubai would reach this level. He was so angry that he fainted from anger.
Dugu Qiubei put away the 'Golden Cudgel', glanced at the fainted Young Pavilion Master of Jiange on the ground, turned around and left.
"A rain soaked the whole rainy season!" Dugu Qiubai turned into a golden light and disappeared over the Jiange.
This time he made a big fuss in the sword pavilion and beat up the young master of the sword pavilion, finally allowing him to think clearly and relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Calculating the time, that old bastard Lei Zhan should be back.
"Dugu Qiufei calculated the time correctly and left the sword pavilion in time to meet up with Xiao Yun.
Jiange.
Not long after, a figure appeared above the ruins of the Jiange. It was Lei Zhan, who was carrying the Immortal Sword on his back and rushing back happily.
However, when Lei Zhan saw the ruins below, he suddenly became confused.
"Where is this?" "Am I going in the wrong direction?" Lei Zhan's eyes glazed over for a moment, and he looked around blankly, then turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the sky.
"Maybe I was so happy that I even forgot the way home.
"Lei Zhan shook his head and smiled, his face still cheerful.
Once his dream for many years was realized, the extreme joy he felt would probably be second only to the future Emperor Enlightenment.
Therefore, he feels that some mistakes are normal.
However, Lei Zhan searched around for a long time but could not find his sword pavilion.
Gradually, the smile on Lei Zhan's face disappeared, replaced by a look of suspicion and confusion.
"Stop!" When Lei Zhan appeared over the ruins of Jiange again, the young master of Jiange who had fainted on the ground had woken up. After all, he was a powerful sage. Although he fainted because of the humiliation and anger, his body's self
The recovery ability also allows him to quickly recover as before.
Just feeling that his hair and face were wet, the young master of Jiange was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"Father——" The young master of the Jiange Pavilion saw the thunder battle in the sky and couldn't help shouting with grief and anger on his face, like a tadpole who had been separated for many years and finally found his mother.
The sky above the ruins of Jiange.
Lei Zhan looked at his son below who was full of humiliation and grief, and finally determined that this ruins was his sword pavilion.
"What's going on?" Lei Zhan dodged and appeared in front of the young master of Jiange. He looked at the ruins around him and asked with disbelief on his face.
Who destroyed my sword pavilion? You must not take Lei Zhan seriously.
Is my sword rusty? Or is my reputation as the strongest swordsman no longer valid?
Lei Zhan's heart was filled with anger, and a powerful sword intent rose into the sky. He was so angry.
Today was originally his happiest day, but this happened.
"Father, it was Dugu Qiubai who destroyed our sword pavilion, injured me, and killed many of our sword pavilion's disciples.
"The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange was like a helpless child, hugging Lei Zhan in front of him.
"It's Dugu Qiubai!" Lei Zhantong shrank, and then his eyes became murderous.
In the past, he had to rely on Dugu Qiufei to get the Immortal Sword behind him, so he still had some scruples about Dugu Qiufei, but now, he no longer needs Dugu Qiufei.
Dugu Qiubai, hum! No matter where you escape, I, Lei Zhan, will never let you go.
"Good boy, don't be sad, everything is over.
" Feeling the violent trembling of the Young Pavilion Master of Jiange in his arms, Lei Zhan immediately comforted him. He could imagine what kind of humiliation his son had suffered, otherwise he wouldn't be in such pain.
"Hey, what does this smell like on you? It seems a bit familiar, no, this is..." Lei Zhan suddenly held his breath, pushed the young master of the Jiange Pavilion away, and distanced himself from his son with a disgusted look on his face.
He already knew what his son smelled like.
"Father...poof!" The young master of the Jiange Pavilion was filled with shame and anger. He was so angry that he spurted blood again and fainted.
It's so humiliating.
Lei Zhan was also furious and wanted to help his son, but he felt a little sick and could only watch his son fall to the ground.
"Dugu Qiufei, I will never let you go!" Lei Zhan's eyes were red and his heart was filled with anger.
The powerful imperial power of the Immortal Sword was unleashed by him, attracting the attention of all the super strong men in the Eastern Wasteland.