Wang Xiyao killed Jue Wushen with one sword, which gave others a great psychological impact.

Their mental consciousness seems to have been frozen.

In their eyes, Jue Wushen is an invincible strong man.

Jue Wushen's power is not only his martial arts cultivation, but also his sinister and vicious means.

Let me ask, who is not afraid of such a ruthless person?

But Jue Wushen was actually killed by a sword.

escape!

Jue Xin and Po Jun rushed out of the hall almost at the same time. Wang Xiyao was too terrible and could not be dealt with by himself. Only by escaping can one have a glimmer of hope.

Wang Xiyao smiled slightly, and two sword energy popped out, easily piercing through Juexin and Pojun's heads.

The two of them fell to the ground and died as Jue Wushen.

Yan Ying knelt on the ground, burst into tears and begged, "Young Master, Jue Tian is not a Japanese man, he is my son. Half of Jue Tian's body is the blood of the people of Shenzhou. I beg you to let him go."

Juetian is a teenager. He is about the same age as Wang Xiyao, and he looks like he is fourteen or fifteen years old.

However, Wang Xiyao did not see any kindness in Jue Tian.

Jue Tian completely inherited Jue Wushen's vicious nature.

Wang Xiyao said: "You are Yan Ying? You were called the number one beauty in the martial arts world in China back then. How many men did you marry?"

A woman like Yan Ying is rare in the world of vanity. As long as she can give her wealth and glory, even if she is a Japanese, she is willing to marry.

Yan Ying looked at Wang Xiyao, wondering, not knowing how to answer.

Wang Xiyao asked again: "After your son Juetian came to China, he killed many people, have you?"

Yan Ying lied in her heart and quickly denied: "No, no. My son Juetian has never killed anyone."

There are quite a few people who come to Shenzhou to kill.

In order to save Jue Tian's life, Yan Ying could only lie.

A sharp sword energy crossed Jue Tian's throat.

Yan Ying lay on Jue Tian's body, crying heartbrokenly. If she had known this, she would not have let Jue Tian come to China.

"Xiyao, please show mercy." Nie Feng rushed into the hall with a snow-drinking knife on his back.

Bu Jingyun followed closely behind.

They came to save Wuming and other detained martial arts fellows, and were ready to fight Jue Wushen. However, they were late and Jue Wushen and others had been killed by Wang Xiyao.

Wang Xiyao said: "Okay. For your sake, Nie Feng, I will let Yan Ying go."

Yan Ying is Nie Feng's biological mother, and Wang Xiyao decided to let her go, which is to give Nie Feng face.

Wang Xiyao searched the bodies of Jue Wushen and Pojun and obtained two martial arts secrets.

One is "Immortal Golden Body" and the other is "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".

Wang Xiyao casually read two secret books.

Only "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" has some meaning, but it does not go beyond Wang Xiyao's understanding of swordsmanship.

Wang Xiyao felt that Sword Twenty-Three is more valuable than "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".

As for Jue Wushen's "Immortal Golden Body", it is just a horizontal practice, which is more than one level different from "The Buddha's Golden Body", let alone the body refining of gods and demons.

Wang Xiyao did not expect that under such circumstances, he would get "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".

Wang Xiyao said to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun: "I have finished the work of the World Association. You can do the rest. Jue Wushen brought a lot of Japanese warriors. I hope you can find them all and kill them completely."

Only by using cruel thunder means can the Japanese be shocked. In the future, those Japanese people who want to come to China to do evil will have to consider the consequences.

Wang Xiyao just walked out of the hall.

A mysterious man wearing a black ice mask appeared.

His whole body exuded a cold and powerful aura.

Wang Xiyao couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword. On this person, Wang Xiyao felt a huge threat.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were both alert when they saw the mysterious man.

The mysterious man laughed: "It's interesting, it's really interesting. Wang Xiyao, you kid is the most powerful martial arts genius I have ever seen. In the world, with a young genius like you, I think it's even more fun."

Nie Feng asked: "Dare you ask who is the sage of senior? What's the point of being here?"

The mysterious man said, "Who am I? Who am I? Haha, I am the supreme God. The fate of the world is dominated by me."

Wang Xiyao said, "You are not a god, you are just a lunatic and a lunatic. Whatever you want to play is your freedom, just be happy. But you'd better not come and provoke me. Otherwise I'll kill you."

If you guessed correctly, this mysterious man wearing a black ice mask is the leader of Tianmen, Di Shitian.

This guy is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

The ability of Indra Shitian to have such a long life is not based on his own cultivation, but on the phoenix blood in his body.

Indra's mind and mind are not strong, and his will is not firm. He lives too long, which leads to his mental distortion.

Without great perseverance and firm goals, living like a walking corpse is a torture.

This is how Indra is. He has become moody, but he still wants to live longer, preferably forever and live with heaven.

Indrama stared at Wang Xiyao, his eyes became sharp: "Boy, I just praised you for a few words, and you scolded me. Are you not afraid that I will kill you? I have seen too many martial arts geniuses like you. But what happened in the end? They have all become a pile of loess. Only gods like me can immortality."

Wang Xiyao said: "Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, you go and save Wuming and the others. I will deal with this madman."

Now the skills of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are not at the same level as those of powerful people like Di Shitian. They can't help them staying here.

Wang Xiyao drew out his long sword and turned into a sword light and rushed towards Indra. To deal with a strong man like Indra, he had to use all his strength as soon as he took action.

The third sword of the Heart-Superbing Sword!

Indra Shitian stretched out his palm and used the Sacred Heart Decision technique, and the cold palm power resisted the sword energy.

Wang Xiyao's sword energy was like the essence, directly penetrated the palm force, leaving a sword mark on Di Shitian's palm.

Indra's eyes were shocked.

Wang Xiyao was able to hurt himself. You know, he swallowed the blood of the phoenix and created the Sacred Heart Decision Magical Art, and he already had an immortal body.

Not to mention sword energy, even magic weapons can’t reach your slightest.

However, Wang Xiyao broke Indra's cognition.

The sword marks on Indra's palm disappeared quickly, the wound healed, and nothing unusual was seen on his skin.

Wang Xiyao said: "The recovery is good."

Indra's eyes were filled with a strong murderous intent. As long as anyone threatened him, he would get rid of him.

For people like Wang Xiyao, Indra will not allow him to grow up.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"

Indra fights back.

Over the past thousand years, Indra has secretly entered various major sects and learned the essence of various martial arts.

Fisting, palm techniques, leg techniques, sword techniques, spear techniques, sword techniques... Indra's city.

Whether it is martial arts, reading, or any other skill, after practicing for thousands of years, you can reach the level of skills that are nearly the Tao. Even if the qualifications of those who practice skills are very mediocre.

Wang Xiyao is a swordsman, so his attack is much pure. No matter what means Emperor Shitian uses, he will break it with one sword.

Wang Xiyao's swordsmanship really has the charm of breaking all kinds of methods with one sword.

Indra was unable to take Wang Xiyao for a moment, and he was very annoyed: "Boy, you want to play swords, right? Then I will play swordsmanship with you."

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Indra actually used the Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect!

With the skills of Indra Shitian, the power of the sword technique of Wanjian Guizong burst out in his hands was extremely powerful.

The sky is full of sword shadows.

Fortunately, Wang Xiyao just read the sword recipe of Wan Jian Guizong, otherwise, he might have suffered a secret loss.

Wang Xiyao thought to himself: "The old guy Di Shitian has too strong vitality. The phoenix blood and the Sacred Heart Decision Divine Power have a bit of the taste of gods and demons refining the body. If you want to kill him, you can only use the twenty-three swords."

Once the sword twenty-three is cast, Wang Xiyao's body will collapse.

Wang Xiyao could not bear the backlash of time rules at all because of his lack of physical fitness.

As long as he truly uses the Sword Twenty-Three, Wang Xiyao will leave. He may not even have the chance to say goodbye to his parents.

Wang Xiyao's thoughts were turned on and he thought a lot in an instant.

The next moment.

Wang Xiyao's eyes became extremely firm.

A madman like Indra is not allowed to stay!
To be continued...