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Chapter 688 Send You Reincarnation!

Now that the truth is before our eyes, Wang Jie can no longer make excuses.

Chen Yu glanced at Rogge and Fang Zizai who were not far away, then looked at Wang Jie, and pushed the Chunjun sword out an inch with his right hand on the hilt.

Between heaven and earth, there was the sound of clanging swords, which shocked people's hearts!

"Headmaster!" Seeing that the matter could not end, and he had just witnessed Chen Yu killing Shao Gu, the master of Yuntian Mansion three days ago, Wang Jie finally got scared and knelt down in front of Hu Runzhi with a plop.

There is no one in this world who is not afraid of death. This is true for ordinary mortals, and even worse for those who are cultivating immortals.

Today, Wang Jie still has more than two hundred years to live. He has a respected status as the great elder of the Jiuling Sect. He usually cannot get what he wants.

Wang Jie hasn't had enough of beauties, fine wines, and the compliments from those flatterers, and he doesn't want to die.

Bang bang bang, the dignified elder of the Jiuling Sect kowtowed to Hu Runzhi and smashed the bluestone floor: "Headmaster, please spare my life. I, Wang Jie, have dedicated so many years to the Jiuling Sect, but I have no merit."

There is also hard work.”

Hu Runzhi was a little hard to make a decision for a while. Wang Jie himself was in the late stage of Jindan. Although he was definitely not the opponent of the six major sect leaders and the great elders, he could not deal with some of the second elders, such as Roge, Fang Zizai, Gong Kui and the like.

Fair.

If Wang Jie really dies, it will undoubtedly significantly reduce the combat effectiveness of the Jiuling Sect.

With thoughts swirling in his mind, Hu Runzhi looked at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu said expressionlessly: "Anyone who dares to challenge me must die, and God is no exception."

Hu Runzhi smiled bitterly, and many alchemists present were horrified. They never thought that this casual cultivator could be so cold-blooded, no different from a devouring beast.

"Elder Wang, you should commit suicide. Over the years, you have made contributions to the Jiuling Sect. Regardless of your feelings and reasons, I will give you a good burial." Hu Runzhi sighed.

Wang Jie, who was kneeling on the ground, had a ruthless look in his eyes. Suddenly, there was a roar in the suspended square, and a burst of spiritual energy from heaven and earth exploded like a vast ocean, turning into a shock wave and surging in all directions.

The fierce wind was like a knife, cutting people's skin. In the suspended square, miserable howls continued for a while, and the scene was chaotic.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Jie turned into a giant dragon and fled towards Jiuling Island.

Chen Yu, who was wearing green clothes and making a hunting noise, did not pursue him immediately, but looked at Rogge and Fang Zizai not far away: "The Xuanling world is huge, billions of miles away, but if you offend me, this world has already

There is no hiding place for Wang Jie."

"I'm going to kill Wang Jie now. You two must stay here for me until I come back."

"If you want to run away, you can, but I will catch up with you and kill you. Believe me, I, Chen Yu, are invincible within a hundred thousand miles of Jiuling Island."

Rogge and Fang Zizai's foreheads were covered with cold sweat. The dignified second elder of the Holy Spirit Sect and the junior uncle of the Zizai Sect did not dare to say a word.

Slightly bending his knees, in the eyes of everyone, Chen Yu's figure rushed into the sky like a cannonball, and the strong wind scattered him in place.

But amidst the clicking sound, a crack spread across the entire suspended square.

The square that was suspended in the air by the power of the supreme formation suddenly dropped by as much as ten feet.

"With such great power, Chen Xianchang is really a god!" Hu Runzhi murmured.



Chen Yu's speed was so fast that Wang Jie was caught up within a hundred miles of Jiuling Island just after he flew out.

Knowing that he could not escape, Wang Jie turned around, stared at Chen Yu, and growled: "Chen, I admit that I am obsessed with taking advantage of Roge and Fang Zizai to target you, but I have no grudge against you.

If you let me go, I will give you all my wealth."

Chen Yu said with cold eyes: "If I kill you, those things will naturally belong to me."

"Why? Why can't you let me live?" Wang Jie roared with red eyes.

"Because you offended me." Chen Yu said in a cold voice, "Besides...do you need any reason to trample an ant to death?"

"Ant?! Okay, okay." Wang Jie laughed maniacally, "Since you want to kill me, then even if you die, I have to bite off a bite of your flesh."

Chen Yu is too tough, and Wang Jie understands it best, so he fights against Chen Yu with the determination to die.

With a roar, Wang Jie's body suddenly ignited with a brilliant ice-blue flame. It could be truly felt that at this moment, Wang Jie suddenly jumped from the realm of the late Jin Dan to the peak of the Jin Dan.

In the distance, Hu Runzhi, including many people who liked the excitement, hurried over. As the leader of the Nine Spirits Sect, Hu Runzhi was well-informed. When he saw Wang Jie wrapped in flames, he said with an incredulous look on his face: "The soul... this is

Fire of the soul."

An elder from a large sect was shocked and said: "In order to kill the casual cultivator surnamed Chen, Elder Wang actually burned the soul fire and forcibly raised his level. But in this way, so what if he wins? Elder Wang will be stunned, which is equivalent to

There is only this life, no future life, and he will completely disappear from the mysterious spiritual world and the three realms and six realms."

Looking at the blazing soul fire and Wang Jie in the flames, Chen Yu snorted coldly: "You think you can kill me like this? In my opinion, you at this moment are just a withered leaf that is about to wither.

, not worth mentioning.”

"Go to hell!" Wang Jie couldn't stand Chen Yu's condescending look and tone anymore. He took out a long knife from his storage ring and struck Chen Yu with one blow.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged crazily, and a bright sword light, hundreds of feet long, traversed the heaven and earth, and the pressure of the mountains and rivers seemed to be able to cut Qing Ming open and slash towards Chen Yu.

This sword can be said to be Wang Jie's pinnacle blow after burning his soul.

However, facing this sword, what Chen Yu did was extremely simple. His right hand that was resting on the hilt of the Chunjun sword suddenly clenched tightly, and his entire right arm violently swung forward.

A mighty sword energy and brilliant light seemed to be able to overwhelm the entire Xuanling Realm. It was dazzling and flashed from the sky and the earth.

The sword light from the slash instantly dissipated, and the unrivaled sword energy swept through Wang Jie's body, instantly chopping up the two towering mountains in front of him.

The mountain was cut in half, and the flying top of the mountain exploded in mid-air, with rocks piercing the air and smoke filling the sky. The scene was like the end of the world.

Everyone's expressions were shocked, horrified by the scene of destruction caused by Chen Yu's blow.

However, before anyone could react, an icy blue flame had already rushed towards Chen Yu.

Wang Jie's roar in the flames was earth-shattering: "Rogue cultivator surnamed Chen, you must accompany me to hell today!"

The flames rose up, but there was no warmth at all. Wang Jie, who was at the peak of his golden elixir, was so fast that he arrived in front of Chen Yu in the blink of an eye.

The great elder of the Nine Spirits Sect smiled ferociously and hugged Chen Yu.yyls

Just when everyone thought Chen Yu was going to be ignited by the fire of Wang Jie's soul and die, Chen Yu suddenly disappeared in Wang Jie's arms.

An extremely thin and extremely long sword energy flew from behind and passed through Wang Jie's body.

In the sky, Chen Yu's figure suddenly appeared. It turned out that what Wang Jie had hugged before was just an afterimage.

"I...will not give up...!" As Wang Jie was burning, a thin line suddenly appeared on his face. The next moment, his body was split into two and fell from the sky like a rag bag.


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