"But whether the Lord of the Demon City Palace will be able to sense it when Venerable Wu Tu dies is beyond my control, so you'd better be fully prepared and run away as soon as you get the things."
Chen Yang frowned, Wu Min seemed to trust Jiang Taotian.
These two people obviously have very little contact and communication.
Could it be that Wu Min thought that Jiang Taotian would be able to kill a person of the same level in front of him if he learned Jiang Jian Tao's technique?
Just when Chen Yang was confused, the sword energy collided with the huge spiritual power of Lord Wutu.
A perceptible roar broke out in Chen Yang's mind!
This roar is not just sound, but also spiritual power.
The ultimate showdown between two people in the ninth level of Hedan.
There are no complicated moves, only the collision of the strongest martial arts!
It’s a competition between two people with thousands of years of foundation!
It’s even more of a fight between the human race and the martial arts of the earth!
The huge spiritual power that Master Wu Tu relied on entangled the sword energy, but the seemingly ordinary sword energy was not blocked by any force.
All power was ruthlessly cut off by him.
There seems to be nothing in the world that can stop it.
Wherever the sword energy went, all that was left was an endless sense of emptiness.
Venerable Wutu looked at Jiang Taotian in disbelief, his face full of shock and fear, and his voice trembled: "No! It's impossible! Only when you're dead!"
"Sword Sect no longer exists!"
"You are already dead!"
Until the sword energy passed through Venerable Wutu's body, the endless fear still surrounded Venerable Wutu's heart.
Venerable Wutu used up his last bit of life force and said: "You are not Jiang Jiantao! You are not him, he is dead..."
In Venerable Wutu's mind, there was only one picture.
A blood shadow stood in the sky above the Demon City Mansion, and with just one strike of the sword, the Demon City Mansion was completely destroyed.
Even those in the Hedan realm could not escape because the surrounding space had been disrupted by the sword energy.
That was the last battle of the Sword Sect, and the Demon City Mansion paid a huge price for it.
The current Demon City Mansion was rebuilt after the war.
Venerable Wu Tu was always shrouded in fear when the sword light came to him, but it was only when the sword light came in front of him that he felt that the sword energy was not the same as before, and his opponent was not the person he was afraid of.
The Lord of the Demon City Palace, who was controlling the situation on the barbarian battlefield, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.
With a thought in his mind, the Lord of the Demon City Palace immediately left the Chinese army tent.
Behind the main hall of Demon Capital Mansion, there is a bronze tripod, which is surrounded by purple energy.
It's just that the purple energy must have been much dimmer than before.
This purple energy is the luck of Demon Capital Mansion!
It is the product of the combination of the two fortunes of Demon Capital Mansion and the Mansion Master.
With the luck of the Demon City Palace, the master of the Demon City Palace can have stronger luck.
And this bronze tripod was the most important treasure obtained from the Sword Sect that year.
Luck!
Another two points were cut off!
In the past, so many young people in the Hedan realm died in Demon Capital Mansion, and some of their luck was cut off, but compared to the current level, it is still acceptable.
But how long has it been?
So much luck has been lost again!
"Ah! Who is it!"
The master of the Demon City Palace could no longer suppress his anger. The fate of the Demon City Palace was bound to his own!
Being deprived of his luck one after another in this way indirectly deprived him of his luck.
