Before Jian Wuyuan finished speaking, a flawless white holy garment with a faint golden light appeared in his hands.
He acted cautiously, and this sacred weapon was made by Sun Ning, so after he obtained it, he kept it hidden in the storage ring and did not wear it on his body. Naturally, he was worried about what might be left on the sacred weapon.
means.
But now, everything has been settled, Sun Ning is old and withered, and no longer has the energy to jump around again.
What's more, the holy weapon is so powerful that it is simply impossible to leave any means in it.
Plus the current predicament.
These are all the reasons for Jian Wuyuan to wear this holy garment.
With a flash of bright light, a piece of sacred armor with a snow-white appearance and an extremely tough look appeared on Jian Wuyuan's body, and a faint holy power suddenly filled the air. He already had a majestic appearance, and now
Coupled with the blessing of the sacred armor, he is like a majestic silver-armored god.
Jian Wuyuan activated his magic power and immediately understood the power of this holy weapon. He couldn't help but laugh loudly and said: "The power of the holy tool is so powerful. Sun Ning, I want to thank you for refining it for me."
Make this treasure. Now, I want to see, who of you can stop me?"
He was completely relieved.
The next moment, Jian Wuyuan's body was filled with holy power, and the powerful offensive launched by everyone with their holy weapons could no longer cause him any trouble. He drove straight in, and struck the Hanshan Sword Emperor on the head with one sword.
Hanshan Sword Emperor hurriedly raised the holy sword. With a loud noise, the light on the holy sword quickly dimmed. Blood spurted out from his mouth. His whole body collapsed to the ground. He was severely injured on the spot and lost the ability to fight.
Everyone was shocked.
With this sacred armor, Jian Wuyuan's strength has reached another level, and it is simply not something that anyone can resist.
"I accept this sacred weapon with a smile."
Jian Wuyuan grabbed the holy sword of Hanshan Sword Emperor and punched Guan Shouchen and others with several punches in succession, accompanied by explosions in the air.
Everyone screamed in unison, flying hundreds of feet like a kite with a broken string. Everyone vomited blood and was injured at the same time.
The six Taiyi Ancestral Immortals who were still able to fight before were no longer able to resist after Jian Wuyuan obtained the sacred weapon.
"You all want to stop me?"
Jian Wuyuan laughed loudly, with a ferocious face and a sinister look in his eyes.
, and struck Yao Xian with another sword.
Seeing it, Yaoxian was about to die on the spot.
"Nie Zhan, why don't you stop?"
An angry and cold voice suddenly came from far away, and at the same time, accompanied by a sword energy that looked like a curtain on the Tianhe River, Jian Wuyuan's blow was directly smashed into pieces and disappeared without a trace.
Jian Wuyuan's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously shouted: "Master..."
Accompanied by a faint mist, a middle-aged man wearing a moon-white robe with a slender face, but with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes seemed dull, was holding a white jade holy sword with a towering holy light.
It is the autumn water that brings immortality.
"You still have the nerve to call me Master?"
Qiu Shui Zhixian shook his head and sighed, with a look of compassion in his eyes, and said: "Jian Wuyuan, now that you have killed the remnant soul of King Duowen and abandoned your cultivation, I will still recognize you as my disciple. After you return to Baihe Hall, even if
Even if you are unable to recover your cultivation, I will ensure that you have a worry-free life."
"I, I, I..."
Looking at the majestic and cold face of his master, Jian Wuyuan was filled with fear. The prestige he had accumulated over the years, even in this situation, made him secretly afraid.
He originally thought that what Sun Ning said just now was just a threat. Who would have thought that Qiushui Zhixian would actually come out.
This shock and fear are really no small matter.
The next moment, the stern voice of King Duowen sounded in his mind: "Stupid! Now that things have come to this, you still have such delusions. Jian Wuyuan, now is your perfect opportunity to kill Li Qiushui and take control of Baihe Hall. If you
If you believe his words, I guarantee that you will die without a burial place!"
These words completely shocked Jian Wuyuan.
He gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage in an instant, and roared at the top of his lungs: "Li Qiushui, you still want to deceive me now! Over the years, I have worked hard for you and Baihetang, how could you ever
Should I put down my eyes? In the final analysis, I am just a tool for your use. If I abandon my cultivation today and let you slaughter me, how can I, Jian Wuyuan, have a way to survive?"
Qiu Shui Zhixian said coldly: "Have I ever deceived you? How have I, Li Qiu Shui and Bai Hetang, ever treated you badly? Jian Wuyuan, this is your last chance. Otherwise, I will kill you today and clean up the family.
!”
"If you didn't deceive me, why didn't you betroth your junior sister to me? If you didn't deceive me, why did you accept Sun Ning's son as a closed door?
Disciple? Li Qiu Shui, don’t lie to me. All you have done is to let Sun Ning replace me. To replace me in the White Crane Hall, even my junior sister, you will be betrothed to that little beast!"
Jian Wuyuan laughed hysterically and said solemnly: "There is no room for change in this matter. Today I will kill all of you, and then I will restrain the little junior sister. She will do whatever I ask her to do in the future, isn't that right?
Beautiful?"
Qiu Xueyao said bitterly: "Don't even think about it!"
Qiu Shui Zhixian's face sank as deep as water, and he said coldly: "In that case, I want to see what's so special about the Duowen Taoism and Infernal Swordsmanship that you secretly inherited."
Before he finished speaking, the Holy Sword of Tianhe flashed through a bright holy light, and the billowing sword energy spread across thousands of miles. For a time, his sword energy was floating everywhere in the Duowen Tiangong. Drawn by his sword intention, it was like a bright Milky Way, surging forward.
flow.
"You can still take action!"
Jian Wuyuan was horrified and shouted: "Everything before was your disguise? How is this possible?"
Qiu Shui Zhixian said coldly: "Even if my cultivation level is not even one out of ten, I will kill you easily."
Jian Wuyuan laughed loudly, his long hair flying, and roared: "Okay! Then let me try to see what is so extraordinary about Master's cultivation."
His sacred weapon armor released billowing power, and for a moment it was like dazzling stars falling from the sky. There was a loud bang in the sky, and black space cracks were torn open from time to time. Duowen Tiangong is a top-level sacred weapon.
All the arrangements inside were constantly turning into powder at this time.
Everyone saw only two people with two swords, coming and going without a trace, the sword energy flew across the sky, and the sword intent was overwhelming. It was as if the whole world was only left with the swords in their hands, and only the swordsmanship they had cultivated in secret was left. Everywhere was filled with destruction, and there was nothing left.
Without agitation of magic power, I can truly feel how terrifying the power of the two Hunyuan Supreme Immortals is when they fight with all their might.
But in Jian Wuyuan's induction, it was a completely different situation.
He had always been determined to hide himself and hide his strength, thinking that even if he faced Qiushui Immortal, even though he dared not claim victory, he should still have the strength to fight.
But at this moment, the autumn water is at its peak, and the oil has clearly reached the point where the lamp has dried up, but it still has the upper hand.
The Wu Jian Kendo that he thought was extremely powerful was firmly suppressed from the moment the battle began. He could only resist with all his strength and had no ability to fight back.