"If I don't die with one sword strike, I'll die!"
It seemed like a simple sentence, but it contained endless sword intent.
Some swordsmanship experts felt as if a door had suddenly opened in their minds.
There were thousands of sword techniques in the world.
His moves were endless.
However, the goal of swordsmanship was to kill!
As long as it could kill the enemy, it was a good sword technique.
Just like Dugu Jianxiong's attack.
Could it be that Dugu Jianxiong's swordsmanship was very powerful?
On the contrary, there was none.
Dugu Jianxiong had only used the most ordinary sword attack.
However, it was precisely this kind of sword attack.
When he used it, it was extremely fast.
Then, he could kill all the enemies with one sword.
Countless people were shocked.
"No wonder the late Emperor was once known as the number one expert of Grand Xia.”
"I didn't expect his comprehension of sword techniques to be so profound.”
"If the late emperor was still alive, our Grand Xia would definitely be even more powerful.”
In the minds of some people.
They began to admire Ye Feng at the same time.
He also felt sorry for Ye Feng's disappearance.
"No…I don't…want…to…"
Ono Jiro's eyes widened, and he died with his eyes wide open.
He was the Wei Nation's number one genius in a thousand years.
At such a young age, he had broken through to Rank-7 Grandmaster.
He had cultivated dozens of ninjutsu to the extreme.
However, he did not expect to be killed by a sword just like that.
"Master, I didn't disappoint you, right?”
Dugu Jianxiong didn't care about Ono Jiro's death.
Instead, he raised his head with a sorrowful expression.
10 years and 89 days.
He had never seen his master before.
For so many years, he had always remembered the time when he had never seen Ye Feng.
He hoped to receive any news about his master from Lu Hun.
However, all he got was that his master was missing.
Dugu Jianxiong didn't want to believe it, but he had no choice.
Perhaps his master was really dead!
If his master didn't die, how could he watch Wu Lingyun usurp the throne?
His master was a proud person.
Mountain Gazing Peak.
Ye Feng opened his eyes slightly, his expression calm.
Dugu Jianxiong had just used that sword.
It was clearly reflected in his mind.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and there was a proud smile on his face.
He hadn't expected Dugu Jianxiong's swordsmanship to improve so quickly.
"This kid will definitely become a sharp sword in the future!”
He murmured softly.
In the depths of his eyes, there was a cold killing intent.
"Broken Water, if anyone dares to hurt Jian Xiong in the slightest, kill them without mercy!”
Ye Feng realized that the situation at the scene seemed to be very complicated.
The Wei Nation actually had a martial grandmaster hidden among them.
With Dugu Jianxiong's current cultivation, he might be able to kill a Peak Grandmaster.
However, facing a martial grandmaster, there was only death for him.
"Master, I have received your order!"
No one noticed.
Sitting in a corner was a blindfolded old man.
He stood up with a sword in his right hand.
The sword moved like water.
It was invisible.
Six Sword Slaves 'Broken Water!
The reward for Ye Feng's sixth year of seclusion.
The Six Sword Slaves were the most capable killers in Zhao Gao's " Network ".
He was ranked first among the sons of heaven.
Ye Feng drew the Six Sword Slaves and went to the Great Xia Dynasty.
All six of them were top assassins.
Everyone's strength was at the peak of the martial grandmaster realm.
Zhen Gang's strength was stronger than the other five.
"What? The Crown Prince?"
Ono Jiro's body fell to the ground.
Only then did everyone see it clearly.
Traces of blood began to seep out of Ono Jiro's neck.
It turned out that Dugu Jianxiong's sword technique was the same.
It was so fast that before Ono Jiro's blade could stab into his chest.
He had already cut off Ono Jiro's neck.
Powerful auras swept over.
Dozens of figures from the Wei Nation followed and pounced on Ono Jiro at the same time.
They weren't in a hurry to attack Dugu Jianxiong.
Instead, he wanted to see if Ono Jiro could still be saved.
"Damn it!"
"Bastard!"
"Baka!"
Each of the Wei Nation's Ronin experts had a ferocious expression on their faces, and their eyes were filled with madness.
A terrifying aura erupted from his body.
"Heavens? The Wei Nation actually sent so many powerful people to secretly protect Ono Jiro?”
"It seems that the Wei Nation is indeed very concerned about Ono Jiro's crisis.”
"This Ono Jiro is really unlucky. If he hadn't angered Dugu Jianxiong, who would have been able to kill him?”
"With so many Grandmasters escorting us, the Wei Nation is really full of masters?”
No one expected this.
There were so many powerful people hidden in the Wei Nation's ordinary ronin teams.
They were very clear.
Ono Jiro was the future hope of the Wei Nation.
That was why His Majesty had sent so many experts to protect them in secret.
No one had expected Dugu Jianxiong's sword to be so fast.
They had no time to react.
Ono Jiro was killed by Dugu Jianxiong.
The Crown Prince was killed!
There were so many of them, even if they returned to the Wei Nation.
He would probably have to pay a painful price.
It was very likely that his entire family would be executed.
Their bodies were filled with powerful killing intent.
Their eyes were bloodshot as they stared at Dugu Jianxiong.
A short and thin middle-aged man's aura erupted.
The wind howled, and countless cracks appeared on the ground under his feet.
"A ninth-grade grandmaster?"
"Zongshi realm pinnacle?"
"Grandmaster?"
The scene was in an uproar.
Was the Wei Nation sending out all the strong?
Just to protect Ono Jiro?
Everyone was shocked.
This proved how much the Wei Nation royal family valued Ono Jiro!
The people of Grand Xia felt even more delighted.
Seeing the Wei Nation suffer, everyone was very happy.
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