C370 the pain of a sword wound

"Swoosh!" However, at this moment, a sound of breaking air rang out and Zhao Wuji dashed out of the restaurant. Only then did those people take a deep breath, but their bodies were still trembling slightly as they tried to guess that person's identity!

Zhao Wuji's figure flashed rapidly in Blue Luan City. Not long later, he arrived at Blue Luan City and the Blue Luan Palace.

They saw the gathering of experts, the people of Blue Luan Palace and the Sky Demon Sect standing guard, and above the mountain gate, there were two cold corpses suspended upside down, the hot sun was shining down, and the corpse was basking in the scorching sun.

In front of the corpse, there was a path. There was no one on this path, as though they were waiting for someone to step on their way and walk into their trap. When Zhao Wuji saw the scorched corpse, it was as though a terrifying flame was burning inside his body.

The Blue Luan Palace and the Sky Demon Palace were too cold-blooded. Not only were there grudges between life and death, there were also no such humiliating things. The Ancient Kingdom of the Rehmanniae was experiencing many massacres every day, but death was the end of it.

For the sake of the ancient order, was the Vermillion Bird Ancient Token worth it? Zhao Wuji looked at the two corpses with an intense sense of guilt in his eyes. Standing among the crowd in the distance, he clenched his fists tightly and bowed slightly towards the dead body.

"Senior, this junior's actions implicated Jiange City, but this enmity, Blue Luan Palace and Sky Demon Sect will repay it with blood!" Zhao Wuji's heart turned cold. He turned around and left decisively. The cold glint in his eyes was terrifying. Now, he had to stop the sword scar from coming here.

No wonder the Blue Luan Palace and the Sky Demon Sect were so angry. Not only was the's death, the Vermillion Bird Ancient Token was actually obtained by Xiong Feihu, and it was lost along with the death of the. Now, the Blue Luan Palace and the Sky Demon Sect did not mind completely killing the Jiange City, they wanted to find the Vermillion Bird Ancient Token as well.

When the slaughter took place in Jiange City, the three thousand strong Heaven's Secrets Pavilion outside the Ancient Fire and Sang Capital were already aware of it. The raging experts of the Heaven's Secrets Pavilion rushed out, rushing towards the Blue Luan Palace.

Blue Luan Palace and Sky Demon Sect had gone too far, this was no longer just starting a war, it was fighting to the death. The Blue Luan Palace and the Sky Demon Sect had done this too cruelly. Even if the disciples of the Jiange City had bones to fill up the Jiange City, they could not tolerate such a tragic insult.

Zhao Wuji went to search for the sword mark, but it was already too late. How could he endure the sight of his master's corpse hanging upside down outside the Blue Luan Palace's mountain gate with the sword mark's personality?

Although the sword mark was known as the Heartless Blade Master, it was only for this enemy. His temperament was currently cold, and his heart was already ice-cold. When the people closest to him suffered such misfortune, her heart was dripping with blood.

On the ancient path outside Blue Luan Palace Mountain's gates, Jian Hen had already walked over. Of course, he was not the only one there, Bai Feng was there to accompany him as well.

Although the Xuanjia did not want Xuan Bin to get involved, they knew very well that if the Vermillion Bird Ancient Token was involved, the Blue Luan Palace and the Sky Demon Sect would not hold anything back. The reason why they did not choose Xuanjia to attack was entirely because it was easier to deal with Jiange City. Otherwise, in the territory of the Azure Province, if Blue Luan Palace and Blue Luan Palace wanted to use the same terrifying power to deal with Xuanjia, it would be no problem at all.

However, the Xuanjia could not stop the stubborn Xuan Bin, he was determined to follow Jian Hen and come as well. No one could stop him, the people from the Xuanjia could only follow him to the Blue Luan Palace.

Jian Hen dragged his sword as he walked forward. No one tried to stop him until he arrived before the corpses of his father and grandfather. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her father and grandfather, tears in her eyes.

"Father, your grandfather and children are unfilial and failed to live up to your expectations. We made you sacrifice yourselves for your son, but Blue Luan Palace and your son treated you like this, so your son can't not come!" Of course he knew that his father and grandfather did not wish for him to fall into their trap, but Blue Luan Palace and his grandfather had done the same. If he did not come, he would not be worthy of being their descendant. Even though he knew that there was a dead end in front of him, he still had to come.

Standing up, Jian Hen moved toward the corpse with a flash, bringing his father and grandfather down with him. However, almost at the same time she took her first step, a figure appeared beside her father and grandfather, and with a step downwards, the might of this step, seemed to have landed on Jian Hen's body, causing him to groan in pain. The figure in the sky was the King Qingshan, the person he was referring to as an expert of the eighth level of the Spirit Pattern Realm.

"Qing Fa, who killed Qing Jian and Xiong Feihu?" King Qingshan's voice was cold, looking down at Jian Hen from above and asked.

The sword scar stared straight at King Qingshan, the sword aura around him started to laugh crazily, the space around started to shatter, he continued to walk in the air, with his palm clenched tightly. The Illusory Demonic Saber caused the world to surge. His silhouette flickered, transforming into a streak of sword light that vanished instantly, as a sword beam slashed out.

"Humph!" King Qingshan snorted coldly, he took another step, and an endless mountain descended from the sky, shaking the ears of others. The moment Jian Hen appeared in front of him, he felt as though his body was about to be crushed. King Qingshan threw out a palm attack, causing the mountain to smash onto the sword mark.

"Puchi!" The sword broke into pieces, and King Qingshan smashed his palm onto the sword scar, causing it to cough out blood. He then spoke coldly: Qing Fa, who exactly killed the green sword and Xiong Feihu?

Bai Feng and the others flashed and appeared beside Jian Hen. Jing Xin of the Jing Family hugged Jian Hen's body as they looked at King Qingshan with an extremely cold expression.

"Let me tell you, in the battle of the Azure Province, when the two sides engaged in a fierce battle, there were many people from your Blue Luan Palace and Sky Demon Sect who went to chase after Zhao Wuji. In the end, all of them died in his hands, and that person went back to deal with Xiong Feihu.

Xuan Bin said in a cold voice: "and Sky Demon Sect have always been this pathetic. The disciples under you are incapable and were killed by others, yet now they use such infuriating methods to exact revenge on others. Truly admirable!"

"Zhao Wuji is at the ninth level of the earth spirit realm, how could Qing Fa and the rest lose to him? Moreover, he killed Qing Fa and the rest!" King Qingshan did not trust Xuan Bin's words, so even if Qing Fa and the others lost, they would not die!

"That's the truth. Since you don't believe us, then what's the use?" The white phoenix spoke coldly.

"Hmph, then I will leave behind the sword scars and replace his father and grandfather. Wait until someone tells the truth or until the Vermillion Bird Ancient Token appears again!" King Qingshan's voice was cold and indifferent, following that, he waved his hand, and in an instant, a berserk pressure landed on the Sword King and the Sword Soul Duke's bodies, instantly their bodies were directly smashed into pieces, and they turned into ashes very quickly.

"Pfft!" When Jian Hen saw this scene, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was extremely pale.

"Father, grandfather!" Tears streaming down his face, Jian Hen thought back to the little bits and pieces that his father and grandfather had taught him, how they had taught him. But now, he had died because of him, and his corpse was in danger from this humiliation. Now, not even a skeleton remained, it had been crushed into ashes by the gravity. Jian Hen's body fell to the ground, his head lowered and his face filled with pain. Tears flowed unceasingly from his eyes, making him feel an incomparable pain.

"Your son is unfilial!" The sword mark kowtowed as though his heart was about to shatter.

When Jian Hen lifted his gaze, a head of black hair was flying in the air. Sword intent overflowed into the heavens, and the entire space was shattered by the sword intent. He stood up and looked at the green mountain in the sky, his eyes filled with a terrifying sword intent. His fluttering black hair seemed to emit an ice-cold aura, allowing everyone in the distance to clearly feel the pain that was being inflicted by the sword.

Zhao Wuji, who was in the distance, dashed over and saw the back of Jian Hen. That figure was filled with endless desolation. Of course, he could understand the feeling of that sword mark. It was most likely the same feeling he had when he was at the Misty Peak. In the end, it was too late.

"Sword mark, I've let you down!" Zhao Wuji sighed in his heart. That feeling of remorse and remorse was even more intense than before. Even though he had not expected all of this, after all, everything that had happened today was caused by him killing Xiong Feihu.

Qing Fa,, and the others all perished. No one knew who did it, so the Blue Luan Palace and the Sky Demon Sect thought that we did it, so we came here to take our lives! But to use such a method to insult Senior Jiange City, I, Xiao Bai, swear that one day, the Bai Family will forever be enemies with Blue Luan Palace and Blue Luan Palace! Bai Feng stared at King Qingshan, her voice ice-cold.

"Then, you can stay in the Blue Luan Palace!" King Qingshan's gaze swept across Bai Feng, filled with a sharp killing intent.

"No one can stop the Blue Luan Palace. If the Vermillion Bird Ancient Token does not appear, this matter will not end!" King Qingshan coldly said.

"Who knows if you lured our people to the battle that day. Jiange City participating in it also deserved to die!" The Sky Demon Sect suffered the most in that battle. Not only did the inheritor of the clan master's body fall, even the Vermillion Bird Ancient Token had disappeared.

"Just how many of you have died yet you are already so decisive? What about the ones that have fallen?" Another person walked out. He stared at the sword mark and said, "The sword mark must be taken down so that we can understand what happened that day!"

Bai Feng's gaze swept across the person who spoke. He looked to be around thirty years of age, but Bai Feng knew that he was no longer young. He was the Storm Sect's peerless king, Feng Yunping.

"Even the Storm Sect dares to participate in this matter. It seems like you think you only have the qualifications to talk to me and the rest after tying them up. I will regret it!" White Phoenix stared at Feng Yunping. Storm Sect was currently ranked last in the group of more than a hundred forces of the Ancient Kingdom of the Rehmanniae.

"Let's not talk about the distance. Today's matter is not over yet!" The King Qingshan said in a cold voice. There were so many experts and forces suppressing the sword scars in front of them.