Thousands of miles away.

"Qianqian, your sword-controlling posture is not standard. Look, I will show you."

The Shadow Moon God King, wearing a plain clothes, stood next to a beautiful young and beautiful cultivator in white clothes, grinned and said.

"Head of the family, I... I don't think others are so ashamed to use swords. Did you make a mistake?" Jiang Qianqian asked timidly with a blushing face.

"Hey, I said this is the unique skill of our Jiang family, it must be different from others!" The Shadow Moon God King said seriously, "Well... Follow me, first bow slightly, then raise your chest, squeeze your arms inward... Yes, that's it, then spread your legs gently, stick out your butt, and feel the spiritual power gushing out of your dantian..."

Jiang Qianqian followed the Shadow Moon God King and pinched the sword technique. The jade rabbit on her chest was squeezed and raised high, revealing a snow-white gully. Her attractive long legs were slightly opened, outlining a graceful curve, making people burst out blood.

"Master, is this really the case? I, I still haven't felt the spiritual power flow..." Jiang Qianqian's face blushed to her ears and asked in a low voice.

The Shadow Moon God King swallowed secretly, pretended to withdraw his gaze, and focused his head, "Well, that's it. Look, I mobilize my spiritual power to resonate with the flying sword, and then..."

Whoosh-!

The flying sword in front of the Shadow Moon God King suddenly trembled, let out a sharp roar, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Qianqian widened her eyes, the suspicion in her eyes disappeared, and she exclaimed: "Wow! So it's really possible! The head of the family is so amazing, I will definitely practice well when I go back!!"

The Shadow Moon God King stared at the flying sword that was leaving, scratched his head, and murmured to himself: "Damn... it's really good? But it seems that he has been flooding too much spiritual power just now. Where did the flying sword go... Just don't cause any trouble."

...

Old Li looked up at the sky, and there was nothing else except the thick clouds, and he immediately sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

Chu Lisheng's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that his luck would not be so unsatisfactory, right? Did he be so big of a play in this wave?

boom--!

At this moment, a flying sword flashing with green light fell from the clouds, and the surging spiritual power directly rolled the clouds into a vortex. The green flying sword fell from the center of the vortex like a meteor, flying straight towards the battlefield between Chu Lisheng and Lao Li.

To be precise, this sword was headed for Lao Li.

Old Li felt the terrifying pressure attached to the flying sword, and his face changed drastically, "How is this possible? How could the flying sword of the God King level appear here for no reason?!"

Seeing a sword flying, Chu Lisheng felt relieved, and he looked like a stranger, and said calmly: "I said that today is your death."

The green flying sword fell very fast, and the pressure attached to it directly suppressed everything around it. Everyone present seemed to carry a mountain on their shoulders, pressed tightly on the spot and could not move at all.

Old Li gritted his teeth, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his brain. His cultivation exploded. He barely moved his body, took a few steps back, and avoided the predetermined landing point of the flying sword.

At the same time, the flying sword silently corrected its track, and the tip of the sword still pointed accurately at Lao Li.

"This cannot..."

Under the locking of the sword tip, Old Li couldn't even move a finger. He widened his eyes and just spit out these three words from his mouth. The green light with the power of destroying the world suddenly fell and pierced through Old Li's chest.

The green spiritual power exploded, and a dazzling ball of light exploded with Lao Li as the center, sweeping across the earth and blasting out a huge pit dozens of meters deep on the ground. However, the boundary of the green light stopped steadily when it was about to touch Chu Lisheng and disappeared without a trace.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a big hole had broken into Lao Li's chest, his whole body was charred, and there was no vitality.

Everyone behind Chu Lisheng was stunned.

This scene was too magical. Chu Lisheng said "Sword Comes" without moving from beginning to end, and killed a half-step God King-level strong man?!

That's outrageous!

The ability time was just zero, and the power of luck on Chu Lisheng's body dissipated out of thin air, as if it had never appeared before. His legs became weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Damn... I'm scared to death." Chu Lisheng glanced at the revolver on the ground and the body of Old Li in the distance, muttering in a low voice.

The puppet master was silent for a while, slowly got up from the ground, walked to Chu Lisheng and patted him on the shoulder, without saying a word.

He raised his head slightly, looked up at the horizon, and sighed softly.

"Puppet Master, what should we do now?" Chu Lisheng asked.

The puppet master paused, "Go to the meeting point as planned, I believe... that guy won't die so easily."

...

On the other side.

"Haha, I built the Shangxiehui Society with one hand. Who do you think I am?" A half-step god king looked around and sneered, "Now Ji Qianming is dead, you honestly..."

Bang--!

Before he finished speaking, a long green jade sword pierced through his chest and pierced his heart. He stared blankly at the tip of the sword that emerged from his chest, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he died with a tilt.

Lin Zimu pulled back his long jade sword expressionlessly and asked inexplicably: "Who is this person?"

People who were still immersed in shock:...

Xueyi rubbed her temples and pondered for a moment, "Well... If you guessed correctly, you should be the clone of the former president of the Shangxie Society."

"Oh, it's okay to kill it?"

"……fine"

What monster did Ji Qianming turn back from the God Realm? He looks so young, so his combat power is too outrageous? Bloody clothes thought to himself.

He surrounded the surroundings. At this time, the team of gods escorting the Xuandu Rakshasa nail had been completely destroyed. The Xuandu Rakshasa nail was destroyed by Lin Zimu. Even the president's clone that jumped out for no reason was stabbed to death by his sword. It should be...it has been considered a successful completion of the mission?

However, the last sentence he just said... Xueyi's heart sank.

Lin Zimu turned the sword back behind him again, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with you?" He looked at An Qianxin standing there in front of him and asked softly.

An Qianxin seemed to have lost her soul, her little face turned pale, "He...he said Brother Qianming is dead..."

Lin Zimu's brow suddenly frowned, and he remembered that the man had indeed said this just now, and his face changed slightly.

Their location is not far from the battlefield at this moment. They just saw the Ziyun, which had suddenly descended from the flood that flooded everything. If Lin Zimu was not mistaken, it should be the Zihui God King who took action.
Chapter completed!