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Chapter 1535

Chapter 1535

The next second, before the other party finished speaking, the blood-red sword light had already disappeared from Wu Ren's heart and flashed past.

"How...how is it possible..."

Wu Ren looked down with difficulty. After saying a few words, a line of blood appeared from his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the upper and lower parts of the body collapsed to the ground, blood spurted out, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The deputy master of Shengtian Sword Pavilion died!

At the moment he died, he didn't even understand why he died like this!

One sword! Just one sword! He was beheaded by King Xi of the same realm! It was like a dream!

hiss!

There was another burst of exclamation all around, and most people had expressions of horror.

A peerless expert in the fourth level of the Supreme Realm couldn't even take a sword from the King of the West!

The Western King Lingshuai is so strong?!

"Pavilion Master Wu!" A figure of an old man in black robe flashed forward, his face full of grief.

The person who came was none other than the current master of the Shengtian Sword Pavilion, Zhuge Mu!

Behind him were seventy or eighty people, including old, middle-aged and young people.

Nearly half of them are the inner elders of Shengtian Sword Pavilion, and the other half are naturally from the Yin Yang Temple and Fengyun Holy Sect.

As expected of the Holy Sky Sword Pavilion, this kind of foundation is several orders of magnitude stronger than the previous Qingtian Dao Sect.

In the Qingtian Dao Sect, the strongest person is just an old antique of the third rank supreme.

But in the Holy Sky Sword Pavilion, among these inner sect elders alone, there are nearly ten supremely powerful men in the third level.

There is absolutely no comparison between the two!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, three to four thousand sword pavilion disciples poured out from all directions of the courtyard, each with a sword in hand, their expressions tense and their breaths sharp.

"Last time, at the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking Competition, your people ruined my son's lifelong cultivation and caused him to hang himself!" Zhuge Mu turned to look at Ling Hao with cold eyes.

"In addition, you killed my daughter Zhuge Lin and several cabinet elders in Dongzhou some time ago!"

"Today, you killed my deputy master of the Sword Pavilion again in the courtyard of our Shengtian Sword Pavilion!"

At this point, the decibel level increased: "Xi Wang, you are so courageous!"

"Your precious son is dead?" Ling Hao looked at Zhuge Mu and said calmly.

After listening to the other party's words, he finally understood why Zhuge Lin said that he had killed the young master of Shengtian Sword Pavilion when he went to Dongzhou to assassinate him last time.

He was a little puzzled at the time. During the Dragon and Phoenix ranking match, Xuan Chenxi only crippled the opponent's cultivation level and did not kill him.

It turned out that he couldn't accept the reality that his cultivation was abolished, so he committed suicide!

"I haven't gone to you to settle the score yet, but you took the initiative to come to my door!" Zhuge Mu did not answer Ling Hao's words and continued to speak coldly.

"Do you really think that with the Tianshan lineage standing behind you, I, the Holy Sky Sword Pavilion, won't dare to kill you?"

"Then it depends on whether you have that kind of strength!" Ling Hao replied calmly again.

"I have long heard that the King of the West was decisive in his killing spree. When I saw it today, the rumors turned out to be true!" At this time, an old man in blue robe standing on the left side of Zhuge Mu said in a clear tone.

"This courage alone cannot be matched by a group of people. He is worthy of being the national unicorn of Daxia!"

"You must not be from Shengtian Sword Pavilion, please give me your name!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.

He found out that the other party's cultivation level was at the same level as Zhuge Mu, the strength of a fifth-grade supreme!

"Fengyun Holy Sect, Lu Yan!" the old man responded calmly.

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