Jian Twelve's eyes narrowed, and the demonic aura in his body spread, and he said coldly: "I said, I am here to rescue you, not to listen to some big principles. Which of you is willing to follow me?"
Gong Yangjue walked forward with his trembling body, suddenly knelt in front of him, and said: "Sect Master, please seal Wang Jian!"
Seeing this, everyone knelt down and shouted in unison, "Please sect master seal the king sword."
"Shut up, everyone!"
Jian Twelve gritted his teeth fiercely, as if the long-suppressed anger could no longer be suppressed. He suddenly raised his sword, and a blood-red sword light roared towards Gong Yang Jue.
Gong Yang Jue's forehead was pressed against the blue sea of light. He felt the coercion coming, and smelled the strong breath of death in his breath, but he was not moved at all because he knew very well that Jian Twelve had sunk.
Demonic way, if he can use his old life to save the sect master's mind, it will be worth it.
Suddenly, a black sword shadow floated in the void and collided hard with the bloody sword light.
This was like hitting an egg against a stone. The Netherworld Xuanyin Sword displayed by Nangong Qiushui immediately shattered into pieces, like paper, and the exploding sword light directly knocked Gongyang Jue's thin and rickety body away.
puff!
The golden elixir in Nangong Qiushui's body shook, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness came out of his throat.
"Sword Master!"
All the elite disciples of the Zifu Sword House rushed up and helped Gong Yangjue up as he fell on the ground. They saw that his whole body was covered with shocking scars, deep enough to see the bones, with black gas flowing inside, which seemed to be eroding his blood.
, but the whole person was already unconscious.
"Are you really crazy?!" Xiaonan never thought that Jian Twelve would become so murderous.
Jian Twelve covered his head with his hands, as if he was in pain, but in an instant he laughed wildly, with mixed emotions and anger, as if he was crazy, and said: "It doesn't matter, since you don't want to, I can still fight the world with my own strength."
, From now on, you can stay in this sword tower and practice with peace of mind. When the sword sect prospers, I will release you and share this eternal hegemony with me!"
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.
"Don't leave, please let the sect leader let go of the pagoda!" Lin Wan'er was afraid that he would be harmful to Yuan pagoda, so she hurriedly chased him out.
However, at this moment, a thick red sword light passed across the sky, making a rumbling sound, attracting miles of clouds, and shot directly into the sword tower.
Jian Twelve stared forward, looking at the vermilion sword shadow, and smelled a strong earth element in his breath. He felt that the power contained in it was at least nearly 200,000 kilograms, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
Jian Twelve frowned not because he was worried about this power, but because he was wondering why he recovered so quickly and was even stronger than before absorbing it.
Boom!
While he was thinking, the sword shadow exploded in front of his eyes, transforming into dozens of sword lights under the splitting attack, roaring from all directions.
Jian Twelve put down the King Sword, raised his other hand, and formed a sword formula. Immediately, his whole body shone with light, and a golden wave swept through every inch of space, annihilating the powerful sword shadow and no longer existing.
Taking advantage of this gap, a figure jumped into the air and came in front of everyone, but before he could speak, he was hugged tightly by Lin Wan'er.
He felt the warm tears falling on his hands, and the concern that penetrated into his bones. He stretched out his hand to stroke her hair and said, "Silly girl, am I not back?"
When Lin Wan'er heard this familiar voice, she burst into tears uncontrollably and buried her head deeply in Yuan Futu's chest.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Nan also sighed deeply and said, "Oh my God, you are really not dead. That's great, that's great."
Yuan Futu held Wan'er's shoulders and said to everyone: "The sect leader has been blinded by Wang Jian. Everyone, follow me and leave here."
"Want to leave?!"
Jian Twelve waved his sleeves and shook away the mysterious heavy sword. He turned around and looked at Yuan Futu coldly and said: "He is indeed a person with great luck. He can still recover even like this. It seems that the Chaos Spiritual Treasure is better than Yuan Futu." I was stronger than I imagined.”
Yuan Futu said solemnly: "Since Shen Wuyu is dead, why don't you let them go?"
"Only those who obey me can survive. Since they refuse to follow me, being sealed in the sword tower is already a great kindness." Jian Twelve took a few steps forward and said, "But you are the most important thing for me to achieve my hegemony. Chess piece, even if I let anyone else, I can't let you go."
In an instant, Yuan Futu felt that the surrounding space was blocked, as hard as iron. Under this level of pressure, he had no power to resist at all.
"Djinn God!"
Xiao Nan suddenly roared violently, and the unparalleled powerful true energy was released, forming an illusion of a god holding a giant hammer above his head.
This god is dozens of feet tall, with flames all over his body. The giant hammer in his hand is as big as a hut, and the talismans on it are flowing, containing a power of ten thousand kilograms.
Jian Twelve sneered and said: "It has been many years since I saw this heaven and earth Dharma. It's just that you have been immersed in the casting of spiritual treasures all day long, but you have delayed your practice, so that after so long, you are still in the early stage of Tianmang. "
Xiao Nan said in a deep voice: "I am not a warlike person by nature, but now that the evil spirits are present, I have to fight... Futu, take everyone out of here quickly."
"Xuanyin Sword God!"
Nangong Qiushui, who was still injured, also used his Heaven and Earth Dharma. The two masters of the Tianmang realm faced the strong man of the Transformation realm. In terms of strength, they could actually confront each other for several rounds, but if Jian Twelve used the magic in his hands, Wang Jian, I'm afraid the victory will be decided in an instant.
Yuan Futu knew that he could not be trusted, so he took Lin Wan'er's hand and called on everyone to flee towards the exit.
Jian Twelve could ignore the others, but he could never allow Yuan Futu to escape. He turned around suddenly, and a golden light had already struck him, turning into a cage and falling from the sky.
“One final decision will settle the matter!”
Xiao Nan used the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, and saw the giant spirit god suddenly swinging the giant hammer in his hand and hitting the golden light. There was a loud noise, the golden cage collapsed, and an extremely profound image appeared on the giant hammer. golden cracks.
Xiaonan took two steps back, feeling weak in energy and blood and a little unsteady on his feet.
Immediately afterwards, Nangong Qiushui's Dark Emperor Sword of the End of the World was already gathering momentum, trying its best to restrain Sword Twelve.