Two hundred years ago, Li Qingfeng volunteered to hunt down Jiang Jianying. The second elder of the Xuan Mo Sect was not a kind-hearted person. He was ruthless and forced the young man in white into desperate situations several times. yyls
If it weren't for God's favor, Jiang Jianying would have turned into a pile of withered bones two hundred years later, and her bones would have been swallowed up by the soil.
Li Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the mountain, said that he was kind and spared Jiang Jianying's life back then, but now that he is old, he no longer even needs his face.
"Jiang Jianying, I, Li Qingfeng, don't want to cause more killings. I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise you won't blame me for being ruthless!" the second elder of Xuan Mo Sect said in a long voice, and his voice was full of condescension. At this point, he couldn't even see clearly.
own position.
The young man in white clothes above the sky stretched out his slender palm and grasped the hilt of the Star-catching Sword at his waist.
After a long silence, Jiang Jianying shook her head and said, "You are such a fish and shrimp, you are not worthy of dying by my sword!"
"Kill!" The sword master of the Wuliang Sword Sect gently spat out one word. Behind him, 30,000 disciples of the outer sect, a large black mass, suddenly rushed forward.
The scene was so magnificent. Thirty thousand tigers and wolves were like an indestructible torrent of steel, crushing towards the mountain.
"Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the armor's light is shining towards the sun's golden scales!" Among the onlookers, some elders from the sect were dumbfounded, and the hair on their bodies stood on end.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are intrigues and brutal fights among monks take place every day, but wars between tens of thousands of people and tens of thousands of people are too rare.
Facing the terrifying wave coming, Li Qingfeng on the mountain had a look of ridicule on his face, "What kind of bullshit Yuanying is so powerful that he let a group of ants die. Forget it, I will use the blood of these ants to cleanse my Xuan Mo Sect group today."
Mountain dust!”
Li Qingfeng held the ancient seal with both hands. Behind him, several elders were also doing the same action.
There were nine people in total, nine elders at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and they tried their best to activate the formation pattern imprinted on the mountain.
With a buzzing sound, the majestic mountain seemed to be resurrected as an ancient savage beast. The mountain body rippled layer upon layer. The light of the formations glowed with a cold luster. The murderous aura moved swiftly and was as cold as the bones.
"Boom!" The world seemed to be shattered. Thirty thousand tigers and wolves rushed towards the mountain. The light of magical powers soared into the sky, rendering the dark sky like a fairy palace.
The murderous aura of the formation overwhelmed 30,000 jackals, and individual figures there exploded, clouds of blood mist spread, magic weapons were crushed, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.
In just a few dozen seconds, half of the 30,000 disciples from the outer sect brought by Jiang Jianying were dead, and the remaining half retreated crazily, with panic in everyone's eyes.
On the mountains, there was a coquettish color of blood. Every rock, every leaf, and every inch of soil was stained with blood. The fragments of the magic weapon were clattering like a heavy rain.
This is the foundation of the Xuan Mo Sect! This mountain has been branded with a large number of killing formations by the ascended ancestors of the previous generation. Not to mention the monks in the Golden Core Realm, even if the Nascent Soul giant enters it, they will not be able to break through it in a short time.
go out.
Within a few tens of seconds, more than 15,000 people died. The smell of blood was too pungent. Some monks with higher realms were better. The monks with lower realms, especially the female monks, had distorted expressions. Some even fell to the ground.
Vomiting like crazy.
"Jiang Jianying, just with these stinky tomatoes and rotten sweet potatoes, you want to attack the gate of my Xuan Mo Sect, what a big joke!" On the mountain, Li Qingfeng looked at the young man in white, with a hint of arrogance coming from the bottom of his face.
Not to mention Li Qingfeng, even the more than 200,000 spectators were confused as to whether Jiang Jianying had advanced to the Nascent Soul realm?
If he was a genuine Nascent Soul power, why didn't he attack the mountain gate instead of letting the disciples of the outer sect die in vain?!
The boy in white had his own considerations. Over the years, the Wuliang Sword Sect had developed too rapidly. There were nineteen sects attached to Jiang Jianying.
Of the nineteen sects, seven are in the second tier of the Xuanling Realm. The seven sect leaders have high and low levels, but all of them are insidious and cunning in character.
These seven sect leaders have no sense of belonging to the Wuliang Sword Sect and only want to use Jiang Jianying's tiger skin to seek benefits for themselves. They even extended their big hands into Tianjian Mountain.
Once Jiang Jianying ascends to the Great Realm, the Wuliang Sword Sect will surely be leaderless. Xia Qianqian's talent amazes even the young men in white, but her heart is too pure and she is embarrassed to hold such a big position.
As for Chu Manxian, the great elder of Wuliang Sword Sect, although she has good intentions, she is still too hesitant when it comes to killing people.
Therefore, Jiang Jianying needs to clean up some outer sect disciples to pave the way for Xia Qianqian in the future.
For the young man in white, the power of the disciples of other sects can never be greater than that of the disciples of our own sect.
Above the sky, Jiang Jianying looked at Li Qingfeng on the mountain, and said in a cold voice: "Old man, when you killed my disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, it was like crushing ants. Today, I give you no chance of reincarnation."
The young man in white slowly stretched out his right hand in front of more than 200,000 onlookers.
He clenched his five fingers suddenly, and a spiritual sword energy condensed in his palm.
The sword energy was visible to the naked eye, like a ray of sunlight being held in Jiang Jianying's hand.
"This sword...opens the mountain!" The young man in white raised his right arm and slashed down the mountain.
A sword energy, brilliant and bright, like an immortal fairy light falling from the sky, directly split the mountain in the middle.
On the mountain, densely packed, tidal formations entangled together, forming a terrible storm, but it was of no use. It was destroyed by the sword energy, and the destruction was clean, like the snow in winter encountering the blazing wind in summer.
The scorching sun melts rapidly.
With a click, the mountain was cut open. Several Xuan Mo Sect elders on the top of the mountain didn't even have time to scream, and were evaporated into dust by the sword energy.
Jiang Jianying, who opened the mountain with his sword, dispersed the sword energy in his hand. He grabbed and pulled towards the mountain. An illusory, hazy shadow with a faint cold light on the outside was caught by the boy in white. It was Li Qingfeng.
's soul.
"Sword Master Jiang, spare my life. The order to hunt you down two hundred years ago was given by the sect leader of all nations and has nothing to do with me!" Li Qingfeng, in his soul state, knelt in the void and kowtowed to Jiang Jianying. At this moment, he finally
Scared.
You must know that the formation pattern on the mountain was inscribed by the ancestors of the previous generation of the Xuan Mo Sect who ascended to the great realm. It was so powerful that it destroyed tens of thousands of monks, but it was easily destroyed by Jiang Jianying's sword.
The power of the Nascent Soul is indeed beyond the imagination of those living in a small realm.
Facing Li Qingfeng who was begging for mercy, the boy in white didn't even bother to look at him. He slapped his backhand directly on the soul of the second elder of Xuan Mo Sect.
With a bang, poor Li Qingfeng was blown to pieces, and his three souls and seven souls turned into crystal debris flying all over the sky.
With his soul gone, the second elder of Xuan Mo Sect has completely disappeared from this universe, breaking the path of reincarnation.