Chapter 650： Sword 12

"Father, how is your family?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Everything is back on track, the Murong family perishes, the sanctuary is rebuilt, and your mother and friends are fine." Jiang Qingyu said.

It's no surprise that Jiang Chen is a venerable lord in Nine Heavens.

"coming!"

Suddenly, without waiting for Jiang Chen to be ready, there was a strong breath outside Shenwu City. There was no doubt that they were all great lords.

There are two of them. In the end, there are fifteen people. In addition to the old man, there are sixteen lords.

Looking at this battle, I am afraid it is not as simple as confrontation.

Jiang Chen couldn't understand, and the forces in the real world did not understand what the Flying Dragon Dynasty thought.

"Can it be that other forces are alliances with each other?"

The various forces became devastated and became extremely disturbed.

"Practitioners in the Three Realms, quickly return to their respective teams."

The Celestial Master of the Three Realms called out quickly.

The struggle for power in Zhenwu Realm is not related to the affairs of the Three Realms, except for the hatred of Xingsu Palace and Jiang Chen.

The people at Liuyun of Tianyunmen, Wushenmen, Xingsu Palace and Donghai Dragon Palace retreated to a safe zone.

They are only heavenly respects, although they look down upon the old and honorable grand elders in the air.

But those people, after all, are still great lords.

One finger can kill them.

"Everyone, leave the city quickly."

At the same time, some people in the city of Shenwu shouted.

The rapid bells rang from the city of Shenwu, and people in the city seemed to have practiced thousands of times and quickly and effectively went out of the city.

The Great Lord of the Holy Martial Arts Academy did not take any action, just waiting quietly.

Ten minutes later, the alleys of Shenwu City Street were empty.

Onlookers are risky, especially in the battle of the Lord.

Although only Jiang Qingyu is alone, who knows whether the great lord of the dragon dynasty will participate.

This is the reason why there are so many people at the Shengwuyuan.

By that time, the entire Shenwu City would be destroyed.

"Jiang Chen."

Jiang Qingyu didn't go to see the great envoys in the air, but said to Jiang Chen: "Even the best talented person, without a leading teacher, will bury his potential."

"I was lucky. When I met my master, he taught me everything and treated me like a child."

"Tianfengdaoren is an amazing name."

Jiang Chenshen nodded in agreement.

The Tianfeng Taoist is only in his fifties, and if he can break through the Great Lord, it will be a sensation for Jiutian Realm.

However, the sacred martial arts court resentment and jealousy, and when others will be fortunate in their lives, they will be ruthlessly destroyed.

It doesn't matter if the person has a family, or someone who cares, just because he doesn't want to be loyal to the Holy Martial Arts Academy, he kills him.

Holy martial arts court must be destroyed!

"Today I will use my life to learn to avenge my teacher. I may die, but you have to remember that sometimes men have to do something."

After Jiang Qingyu said, he patted Jiang Chen's forehead.

Jiang Chen didn't feel pain, but she seemed to be limited and became weak.

"Jiang Chen."

Du Zhenfei stepped forward to catch him and took him outside the city.

"What the **** is going on? Why didn't the dynasty send someone? Only my father?" Jiang Chen's anxiety grew stronger.

Finally, over the city of Shenwu, only his father and the sixteen enshrined monks of the Shengwuyuan.

"Jiang Chen, don't blame the Flying Dragon Dynasty, they have done their best." Jiang Qingyu said to him.

Immediately, he looked up and said coldly, "It doesn't seem to require any confrontation, just talk, who killed my master."

Of the 16 lords, three immediately stood up.

"Your master doesn't know how to stand up and has no one in his eyes. Not only does he reject me, the saint martial arts court, but he also sarcasm. I ca n’t afford to take any lessons. There is no limit to the number of lords as your father and son have said!"

"Just as today you have to defend your murderer's son, this is what I'm shooting at you."

"A clear distinction between public and private is the rule of the Holy Martial Academy."

The three lords stepped forward, one sentence at a time.

But the people who know the true face of the Shengwuyuan just want to call them hypocritical.

"It seems that the dragon dynasty is not going to do it."

"It does look like that, that's a pity."

"Jiang Qingyu is going to take revenge for his master, don't you know you can wait?"

"The plane path to the middle and third realms is in the hands of Shengwuyuan. In the lower realms, the Supreme Lord is already close to the limit."

"This is also true."

The people in the lower realm were surprised to see that they were on the verge of seeing, and did not see the people of the flying dragon dynasty.

People in the Middle Three Realms should only look at the excitement, regardless of the reason.

"It's true that the son has changed his father, but he doesn't know what the father will do."

"In the face of the sixteen lords, most realms are better than them."

"No matter how you look at it, you lose."

Because it is in Shenwu City, not the Shengwuyuan, neither side has the help of formation and enchantment.

But the sixteen lords stood together, as unshakable as the mountains.

"You're so hypocritical. Before they die, what's the point of saying these words?"

Jiang Qingyu wanted to argue, but shook his head again, not wanting to waste energy.

Along with this remark, a blast was blowing in the air.

"Arrogance!"

"Then send you to see Master!"

"I don't know if I live or die!"

The 16 saints of the Holy Martial Arts Academy did not waste their energy, and it was no longer suitable for them to go it alone.

"Well, these old guys are not willing to fight alone and cause losses."

"Well, they can form the ceiling of the lower realm in this way. No wonder the lower realm has not grown for so many years."

"Look that they can still live for decades, and then they will train a new batch of such guys."

People in the middle and the third realms had no scruples and talked aloud, and they were not afraid to hear from the Holy Martial Arts Academy.

"Jiang Chen, your father, is just as stupid as you are."

After a series of psychological changes, Tang Shiya suddenly hardened her heart.

Can't wait to see Jiang Qingyu die. By then, Jiang Chen will be unlucky.

As long as Jiang Chen does not die, she will not be able to continue to practice "Love in the Sky".

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Jiang Qingyu also does not intend to have an earth-shattering battle or stage an undefeated fight against the sixteen lords.

The thing he had to do was simple, killing the Holy Martial Arts with one sword!

Once sixteen enshrined monks died, the Holy Martial Art Academy also died in name.

Then there is only one question left. How to do it?

"Sword Twelve!"

Jiang Qingyu was unarmed and pinched his fingers into a sword.

With his right hand held high, his sword pointed to the sky, and a bright sword horn rose, blooming in the sky.

Like a firework, the same spirit sword quickly envelops Shenwu City, above the heads of the sixteen lords.

"This sword ..."

On the sidelines, Jiang Chen seemed to suddenly understand what his father was about to do, but he was still unbelievable.