Kenta Shin's whole body was shaken by this blow and he flew backwards.

boom!

Then the sword flashed.

Several people from the Holy Sword Lake around the elder had their throats slashed with a sword.

"See my lord!"

The elder sheathed his sword and knelt before Sima Changhen.

While he was kneeling down.

The old man sitting cross-legged in front of the library opened his eyes, and a sword light flickered.

"Sima Changhen, what a good trick!"

"It was arranged at Holy Sword Lake a long time ago!"

The old man looked at Sima Chang and said with hatred.

While speaking, he raised his palm and sucked in Jian Taixin's figure.

"Uncle, it's me!"

Sending blood from his mouth, Kenta Shin looked at the old man and said.

"The tendons are broken! It's very difficult to recover! If it's normal, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of here today."

"My Jian family cannot have any shame. Uncle, I will give you a ride!"

After checking, his expression became lonely, and a sword energy burst out from his palm.

Jian Taixin looked stunned, his eyes unwilling.

Before he could exert himself, he was attacked by someone and finally killed by his uncle.

"What a cruel method!"

Seeing this scene, Sima Changhen's eyes narrowed.

For this old man, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that today is the day that my Holy Sword Lake disappears, but I really want to see your Sima Changhen's strength!"

The old man stood up.

The sword in front of him began to tremble.

"The sword guard of this Holy Sword Lake is Jian Canyang. One sword today will determine the outcome!"

When the old man spoke, a terrifying sword intent erupted from his body.

The sword intention emerges.

The sword in his hand was raised.

"Divine power, the setting sun is like blood!"

A bloody afterimage appeared behind him, and a red cloud suddenly appeared in the darkness between heaven and earth.

"The Blood Sword of the Setting Sun, slaughter the world with your sword!"

Jian Canyang shouted lowly.

When he shouted, a huge sword light erupted from the raised sword. The sword light was filled with blood, exuding extremely shocking sharpness, tearing the sky with power, and slashed down angrily.

This sword's light was like a tide, full of murderous intent, covering everything.

At this moment, the life breath in the old man also began to weaken.

Use your last life to cast this sword.
Chapter completed!