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Chapter 158: Kill the Killer and Be Reasonable

Everyone outside was shocked, and countless people looked at this side above the numerous flying boats in the air.

What happened? Gancheng's word "Go" attracted more people's attention, and Wenyuan's decisive action shocked many people.

Wen Yuan took action, Xiao Yuehua was injured and retreated suddenly. Long Jiuxing, Jin Ao, Yan Wuhen and others broke out and rushed forward. All of this happened too suddenly and too inexplicably.

In fact, Wen Yuan was ruthless and decisive in his work, otherwise he would not have been scolded by Gan Cheng and then took action directly.

But at this moment, he was still shocked.

His face was also filled with fear, because the sword energy that was as hot as the sun made him feel that his life was threatened.

Fortunately, he is not an inexperienced sect disciple, and he has activated the Gang Qi in the moment he takes action.

But at this moment, the energy outside his body shattered under the Red Sun Sword Aura that was like heavy rain. He was originally going to capture Gancheng, and at this moment he flew back with full speed.

Not only that, the flying sword that was about to entangle Xiao Yuehua just now flew back instantly to resist the terrifying Red Sun Rain Sword.

"Bang bang bang..."

The external energy continued to explode, instantly stimulating Wen Yuan's defensive inner armor of a top-grade magic weapon.

But the inner armor only blocked more than a dozen scorching Red Sun Sword Auras and had already exploded.

However, this also helped Wenyuan get some breathing opportunity.

Just as he felt his life was threatened, Wen Yuan had clearly realized that this was an attack method of the ninth-grade extraordinary level. Damn, this guy actually used this treasure when he came up.

At this time, he had no time to think so much, and roared and activated the flying sword to resist the attack.

But he still underestimated the Red Sun Rain Sword, and the continuous intensity of the attacks burst out exceeded imagination.

His protective magic weapon and the flying sword flying back were completely unstoppable under the impact of the terrifying Red Sun Sword Aura that was as terrifying as rainstorm.

Wenyuan has experienced many life-and-death battles, but has never been as close to death as this time.

It's so cruel, it's really about killing yourself.

He never thought that such a playboy was so cruel and decisive.

This method of saving his life was used only because he had a disagreement with him and had no intention of killing him.

At this moment, dozens of blood holes were also penetrated by Wen Yuan's body, but there was no blood flowing out of his studies, and it was instantly evaporated by the hot Red Sun Sword Aura.

"Ah...bang..." Just as several thick red sun sword auras covered his head and Wen Yuan was unable to avoid it, he roared.

A small sword hanging on the chest was directly aroused.

"boom……"

In an instant, a sword intent that was extremely terrifying, spanning the world.

The Red Sun Rain Sword, which was so terrifying just now, continued to disintegrate under the terrifying sword intent.

A vast sword intent condensed, and instantly pressed the Chiyang Rain Swords to explode one after another.

The terrifying sword intent directly enveloped Gancheng. Under the sword intent, Gancheng's body could not move at all.

But at this moment, Gan Cheng looked at the sword intent, holding the uncle's token in one hand and the storm bead in the other.

"Buzz..." At this moment, a phantom of the Nine Sky Sword Saint Token that did not need to be activated once again appeared.

“Come again…”

It was very weak, but very clear, and then He Jiuxiao's figure condensed.

As his figure condensed, a surging sword intent blocked the vast sword intent that had just condensed.

When two sword intents of the same level were in contact with each other, the sword intent that was originally intended to destroy everything was directly destroyed by the Red Sun Rain Sword, and then a long-bearded old man with a fairy-like trait and standing with a sword was condensed.

The old man looked solemn and looked at He Jiuxiao in surprise.

"What are you looking at? If you don't know what's going on, just ask your own disciple." He Jiuxiao's face was not good at this moment. His soul thoughts were activated one after another. Even if he supplemented some divine power, he was really a little shaky at this moment.

Compared with the other old man, he seemed much weaker, but his tone was still very tough.

The old man turned his head slightly to look at Wen Yuan.

At this time, Wen Yuan was covered in wounds and couldn't stand steadily. Among the two sword saints, he was like a small boat in the waves.

"ah……"

"here we go again……"

"We're not doing anything..."

…………

Yan Wuhen exclaimed in surprise at the white bell that had just rushed over and couldn't help but make a sound.

As for Long Jiuxing, Jin Ao didn't understand it very well, and stopped a hundred meters away in shock and watched all this.

They noticed that they had taken action here and rushed over with all their might, but they didn't expect that this place would reach this point in an instant. Although it was not the true body of the saintly being, the soul and mind of the saintly being appeared again was still very amazing.

Not only them, everyone is looking here at this moment.

Especially the three great worshippers, Taixu, Hei Yan and Qingshan.

Taixu came here almost instantly, but as soon as the sword intent of these two people appeared, he stopped more than ten meters away, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

This feeling is like a law enforcement officer in the capital who has to deal with things. Whenever he encounters a person who dares to make trouble, he is a nobleman. At this moment, Taixu feels like this.

I think he is a great worshiper, and there are people everywhere, but the people standing behind him are all saints, which is not easy to deal with.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Xiao Yuehua also came to Qiancheng while the two sword saints were confronting each other and talking.

At this moment, his Yuehua Divine Mist had completely wrapped Qiancheng, and he could only vaguely see his figure. In this situation, he could move Qiancheng away at all costs.

The reason why he didn't move just now was because Qiancheng secretly issued an order.

But Xiao Yuehua was worried, but fortunately nothing happened.

"It's okay, he is the one who comes to find trouble, he is the one who takes action first. We have a backer, and the uncle can still be afraid of them." Qiancheng said without any concealment.

He Jiuxiao heard Qiancheng's words and glanced at the boy.

This guy can really make trouble. If he continues like this, his token will probably be destroyed soon.

"Your Majesty, my junior sister once had a engagement with this son. After this son ruined the engagement, he still asked for trouble for his junior sister everywhere. In addition, his disciple's brother was killed, which was closely related to this person. The disciple wanted to ask him clearly, but he didn't expect that the son would use his killing move to attack him without saying a few words." Although he was seriously injured, Wen Yuan still supported Shi Dali and reported the whole story.

Wen Yuan said this very cleverly, not only telling the truth, but also showing that what he did was a sect and a family, and he had a clear conscience.

But he didn't say his attitude, he didn't say that he had taken action first.

The old man slowly looked at Wen Yuan's injuries, then looked at Qiancheng, and then looked at the Jiuxiao Sword Saint.

"He Jiuxiao, there are only a few people left in your Sword Sect, and you are still so rude and domineering in your work. Do you really think it was three thousand years ago?" The old man's eyes were cold.

I have to say that as soon as I open my mouth, I can feel why this old guy took Wen Yuan as his disciple? It’s not that the whole family doesn’t enter the family.

"Old Zamao, you will know your disciple's virtue as soon as you see your virtue. When you come up, you will be punished. The remaining few people in my Sword Sect will be afraid that you will not succeed. Why? You have never cried before, right?" He Jiuxiao is handsome and handsome. It is absolutely fine to talk about business, but when you meet someone who can't really talk about business, his eloquence is definitely a handsome and handsome old hooligan.

Gancheng had discovered this long ago, and he even discovered a problem that many things must be discussed at the same level.

At this time, when he heard He Jiuxiao calling his master, Fire Feather Sword Saint, as Lao Zamao, Wen Yuan looked at He Jiuxiao with resentment. However, He Jiuxiao was too lazy to pay attention to his feelings, just like humans would not see whether the ant was satisfied with the dust on his feet and whether it would flood the ant.

"Have you lived enough? Time is not yet available yet. If you have this opportunity, I will look for you. How do you explain what happened today?" He Jiuxiao called him an old mao, and the Fire Feather Sword Saint himself didn't feel that it was too big.

When he was young, the Fire Feather Sword Saint obtained the feathers of the divine bird Phoenix, and used it to refine the life sword, and became the sword Saint all the way, hence the name.

Some of his enemies, or some annoying old guys, would call him Lao Zamao, because it is said that the fire feathers he got were not pure flame red.

"Tell me why I wasted money on such guys, and that thing doesn't cost money? Do you really think you can buy such good things so cheaply, but that's our internal price. Do you know that if you sold your uncle to someone else, millions of taels of silver would be the same as playing?" He Jiuxiao turned around and scolded Gancheng.

However, the content of the scolding made Wen Yuan, who was standing beside him, feel his chest undulating.

As for the others, including the Taixu Grand Priest who had just arrived, they didn't even have the qualifications to interrupt.

The two saints showed their souls and thoughts, and they were really not qualified to interrupt. If Taixu took another step forward, he would be somewhat qualified, but now he is still almost there.

However, Taixu was nervously preparing. After all, this was a Holy Banquet Trial, so there could not be any real trouble, otherwise he would not be able to explain after he went back.

He had already thought about it. When it was really necessary, he used the order of the Human Emperor to stop the two of them from doing things in a mess.

No matter what, this is the world of the Great Qin Kingdom. Unless there is an enemy country or a Divine Sect, no normal Qin Kingdom power dares to openly disobey the holy order.

Whether it is the token of the uncle's master or the Red Sun Rain Sword, Gancheng has seen its existence far exceeding the purchase value, but after being told by the uncle, it was a bit over ten times.

But the uncle was happy and happy, so he naturally had to hold on and talk.

"Uncle Master is right. I also know that this thing is valuable and worth millions of taels of silver, but there is no way. Who said that my life was threatened by someone else just now? In this case, I can only use the treasure you gave me to protect myself." Gancheng naturally knew how to cooperate.

"You dare to say that your life is threatened..." Wen Yuan immediately wanted to refute when he heard Gan Cheng say this.

"Don't whine, I told you to get out just now, but you didn't listen. Now do you think I'm going to debate with you right or wrong? Do you think everyone's eyes are blind? Even if others don't see it, would I be so stupid as to you and not leave any evidence?" The old sword saint just now spoke, and Gan Cheng didn't interrupt casually, because looking at the phantom of Uncle Master, Gan Cheng knew that Uncle Master might not have much combat power at this moment, so he should not dance too happily.

The most important thing is that this old Zamao Sword Saint is different from the Nine-Day Demon Saint. The Nine-Day Demon Saint is afraid, has many weaknesses, and has no foundation, so he dare not stay.

But this person is different. The sword Yu Sect is actually very strong, that is, the Qin State has become more and more powerful in the past thousand years, and they have restrained themselves. In the past, they were able to control the rise and fall of secular countries.

If he angers this person, he will be troublesome if he takes action regardless of everything.

But you don’t have to be polite to Wenyuan and Gancheng.

Still, after speaking, he didn't give the other party a chance to speak, Gan Cheng had signaled Xiao Yuehua to perform.

Xiao Yuehua finally heard the young master say it's OK.

In an instant, a cloud of fog condensed. The fog was extremely huge, more than ten meters high, so that everyone around could see it.

Then Wen Yuan's figure appeared in the fog, which was recorded from the perspective of Xiao Yuehua. Although he could adjust it, he did not.

From Xiao Yuehua's perspective, all Wen Yuan's actions seemed even more arrogant and domineering.

The only thing missing is the sound, which looks like Xiao Yuehua's hand, which can only record images, but not sounds.
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