The peak of the Dao Realm!

Step into the manifestation of martial arts half a step!

When Fu Jiu took action, Fang Xiu saw the opponent's approximate level.

He nodded secretly at the other party's strength.

It is difficult to master martial arts, and it is even more difficult to manifest martial arts.

Many strong people luckily crossed the threshold of the Dao Realm, but it does not mean that they are qualified to enter the level of martial arts manifestation.

Fu Jiu was able to reach this level of threshold and was already ahead of most people.

The void vibrates!

Fu Jiu did not expect to defeat Fang Xiu in this palm, but it was enough to force the other party to retreat.

He believed that even a strong man at the first level of martial arts Golden Pill, he would not be able to bear it calmly when facing his palm.

Fang Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the palm that shook the void with calm eyes, as if he had not reacted.

"You are seeking death by yourself, so I can't blame me!"

Seeing Fang Xiu so arrogant, Fu Jiu felt a sense of killing in his heart.

If it were in the past, even if the other party stood here and did not move, he would not dare to touch a hair of the other party.

But now is different from the past. Qianjimen and the Temple of War have secretly joined forces. It is only a matter of time before the Zhengtian Sect can be overthrown. If they can eliminate a future enemy before this, it will be of great benefit to them.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiu suddenly felt murderous intent in his heart, and his palm became full of murderous intent.

Feeling the strong murderous intent that Fu Jiu had produced, Fang Xiu still did not move. When the palm was about to come, he spit out a word from his mouth.

"die!"

Click

Fu Jiu felt a great terror coming in an instant, and there seemed to be a sign of death coming to his heart in the dark.

Above the sky, a pair of eyes looked at him indifferently.

This glance made him stunned, and the martial arts that were opened up from nothingness collapsed at this moment.

"No!"

Fu Jiu's pupils widened and opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, the whole world abandoned him.

It's like he is not tolerant of heaven and earth!

And there is only one ending that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth.

That's it!

die!

The divine light in Fu Jiu's eyes was dim. He swung his palm halfway and stopped in the air, and then he hung down weakly.

The green peaks above the sky collapsed and dissipated like smoke and clouds.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fang Xiu looked at Fu Jiu and said something I don’t know, and then Fu Jiu stood still.

Dead!

Zhao Xiangrong and Jia Yunzhu looked at each other, and both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes.

With their cultivation level, how could they not feel it? Fu Jiu's vitality has completely disappeared.

Combined with the other party's current appearance, it was clearly dead.

A martial arts master fell in front of them in a blunt and neat way.

There was no earth-shaking fight, just such a sudden fall.

Just one sentence made a martial arts master fall.

"Gudu!"

Zhao Xiangrong's throat rolled for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a moment, and his mind fell into a blank space.

Since Fang Xiu came to the door, he must have known about the collusion between the Shensect and Qianjimen.

The other party even killed Fu Jiu, the elder of Qianjiu, said that he would kill him, so what role could he play in the Shenshou Sect?

Thinking of the unpredictable methods of gods and ghosts, Zhao Xiangrong felt a strong fear in his heart for the first time.

This kind of fear is awe of the strong, but more of it is a panic of the unknown.

This is the case when one word determines life and death.

Puchi!

A sharp sword came out of his chest, and the blood-stained tip of the sword was so dazzling.

Zhao Xiangrong only felt a severe pain in his chest. He looked down and saw blood drops on the tip of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of palm force eroded behind him, instantly shattering his heart and his body flew out like a defeated grass.

The sword was drawn out and the bloodline was struck.

This change also made the Fang Huan look at him.

After rolling on the ground for a while, Zhao Xiangrong stood up from the ground with his desperate injuries. He had not yet fallen immediately, and his heart was still hanging.

"For...why!"

His eyes were filled with doubts and resentment when he looked at Jia Junzhu, and he didn't understand why the other party was going to kill him secretly.

It is also because of this that he was not prepared for the other party at all, so he was directly forced into a dead end without investigating it.

The tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and blood dripped along the tip of the sword. Jia Junzhu's face turned cold and said coldly: "You are willing to betray the Zhengtian Sect and join the Qianjimen, trying to drag the Shensect into a place that will never be restored.

Today, the Japanese elders have cleared their doors to comfort the heroic spirits of the head elders of the past dynasties!”

Upon hearing this, the resentment in Zhao Xiangrong's eyes disappeared, and his confused expression turned to a sudden enlightenment.

Finally, there was a hint of relief on his face, his eyes finally closed, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

Jia Yunzhu put away his long sword and came to Fang Xiu to kneel down on one knee and said, "Betrayal of the Zhengtian Sect is Zhao Xiangrong's own selfish desire. Now I will kill him to clean up the door for my Shenzong.

I also hope that the Holy Son can open the door to see the past friendship between Zhenshen Sect and helping Nanshan Mansion!”

Fang Xiu did not reply, but looked at the other person with cold eyes and indifferentness.

Jia Yunzhu said silently, just kneeling there without saying anything, and did nothing else.

As time passes, the scene gradually solidifies.

Just as Jia Junzhu's forehead was sweating gradually, the calm voice finally broke the silence of the scene.

"This is only once, no example!"

"Thank you, Shengzi!"

Jia Junzhu loosened her whole body and responded respectfully.

"Get up!"

"yes!"

Jia Yunzhu stood up as he said, and then stood respectfully aside.

Fang Xiu said: "I will give you three days to deal with the matter of the Shensect. Come to Feng's family in three days to see me!"

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for the other party to reply.

On the ruins of the hall, only Jia Yunzhu stood there, Fu Jiu stood different corpses, and Zhao Xiangrong fell to the ground.

At this time, as the movement gradually diminished, the retreating disciples of the Shenshen Sect also returned one after another. When they saw the ruined hall and Zhao Xiangrong lying in a pool of blood, they looked disbelief.

"Great Elder, who killed the sect leader!"

"Who is the sect leader!"

The disciples of the Shenshen Sect all looked at Jia Yunzhu beside him, and couldn't wait to ask, and at the same time there was anger and panic that could not be concealed in their words.

Even Zhao Xiangrong is dead, so will these disciples of the Shensect be doomed?

"Quiet!"

The two simple words calmed down like a twilight drum and a morning bell.

Then Jia Junzhu took a breath and said in a deep voice: "The sect leader has fallen. Today, the elder will succeed to the sect leader of the Zhenshen Sect, and all other affairs will remain the same.
Chapter completed!