Jiang Ziwen pulled out the sword from Huo Du's abdomen and held it in his hand.
He turned around.
Then, he stared at Quan Zhen Sect's Daoist who was standing a hundred meters away.
Wang Chuyi was extremely shocked!
He had always been knowledgeable.
The moment Jiang Ziwen made his move.
Wang Chuyi immediately judged that he was no match for Jiang Ziwen.
Don't mention him!
Even if all of the Quan Zhen Sect's disciples were to join forces, they would still not be a match for Jiang Ziwen.
He quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest and bent down, shouting at Jiang Ziwen.
"May I know which senior you are? I'm Wang Chuyi from the Quan Zhen Sect."
"A bunch of sanctimonious Taoist priests!”
"Although your martial arts are strong, it's a little too much to say that. The Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect do not live up to our reputation!”
"I knew it, you stinky Taoist priests. What can you do?”
Wang Chuyi's expression was cold.
"Looking at your skills, you should already be a great grandmaster. However, in this world, other than the Eastern Evil, Western Poison, Southern Deity, Northern Beggar, and the other old seniors, you should be a great grandmaster. He had never heard of such a young junior. Please tell me your name."
Jiang Ziwen's eyes were cold as he walked towards Quan Zhen Sect.
Wang Chuyi waved his hand at the disciples behind him.
"Retreat quickly, this person is extremely dangerous!"
The twenty Quan Zhen Sect disciples behind Wang Chuyi all ran backwards.
Jiang Ziwen waved his hand.
A strong internal force suddenly shot out.
The few swords on the ground beside him all flew up.
In the next second!
Just as the twenty Quan Zhen Sect disciples were about to run forward…
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
All five swords descended from the sky!
It stabbed into the stone slab in front of them, blocking their way.
Many Taoist priests were shocked and terrified!
Jiang Ziwen cursed.
"Weren't you guys very capable just now? Where was that smug attitude when you bullied Xiao Longnu? Let Ancient Tomb Sect move it down the mountain. Who gave you the guts?"
"Whoosh!"
Jiang Ziwen swung his sword and released a beam of sword energy.
A sword qi that was accompanied by the Northern Dark Divine Art slashed a Quan Zhen Sect disciple who was ten meters away from him into two!
Jiang Ziwen held his sword and walked towards the Quan Zhen Sect disciples step by step.
At this moment.
Among all the disciples of Quan Zhen Sect, a young disciple immediately ran out.
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
He shouted loudly.
"Senior, we didn't mean to offend Miss Long just now. Miss Long is as beautiful as an immortal. We will make sure she stays in Ancient Tomb Sect forever. Please spare us!
What happened here today, we will definitely not spread it in the martial world. We will not expose the news that you killed Prince Huo Du.”
Jiang Ziwen glanced at the young disciple kneeling on the ground.
He immediately recognized it.
I really f * cking got it without any effort!
This disciple was actually the most shameless, disgusting, and despicable Yin Zhiping in everyone's hearts!
A faint smile appeared on Jiang Ziwen's lips.
At this moment.
Wang Chuyi looked at his disciple, Yin Zhiping, who was kneeling.
He narrowed his eyes immediately. He thought that Yin Zhiping's words had hit Jiang Ziwen's heart.
This was because Jiang Ziwen had killed Prince Huo Du here today.
If that happened, all the Mongol experts in the Great Song would come looking for trouble with Jiang Ziwen.
At that time, Ancient Tomb Sect would also suffer!
Wang Chuyi looked at his disciple, Yin Zhiping, who was kneeling on the ground with admiration.
He thought to himself that Yin Zhiping was indeed smart. This sentence must have touched Jiang Ziwen's heart.
Jiang Ziwen took a step forward and walked to Yin Zhiping's side.
He smiled evilly at Yin Zhiping and said.
"Get up!"
Yin Zhiping did not expect him to get up so easily. He quickly got up from the ground with trembling hands and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
He quickly bowed to Jiang Ziwen.
"Thank you, Senior!"
"Quan Zhen Sect's Horse Stance?"
"Horse stance? Yes, yes, yes! Senior!"
"Come, let's see how it goes!"
Yin Zhiping was puzzled for a moment and looked at Wang Chuyi.
Wang Chuyi frowned.
"Since this senior wants to see Quan Zhen Sect's Horse Stance, Zhiping, show it to him.”
Yin Zhiping crossed his arms around his waist and immediately stood up in a firm and stable horse stance.
However, Jiang Ziwen's gaze suddenly turned cold.
In the next second.
The sword in Jiang Ziwen's right hand instantly rose from the ground to the middle of Yin Zhiping's horse stance.
He slashed from the bottom up!
Wang Chuyi was speechless.
Xiao Longnu was speechless.
At this moment.
The Daoist priests standing behind Quan Zhen Sect were dumbfounded.
Yin Zhiping let out a scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered!
Even Xiao Longnu, who was standing in the distance with a pale face, saw this scene!
He was also shocked speechless.
Then, Jiang Ziwen pulled out his sword again.
He followed Yin Zhiping's abdomen.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh…"
Sword after sword!
He stabbed it deeply several times and moved it left and right! Spinning up and down, stabbing back and forth!
Yin Zhiping hugged his abdomen and squatted down in pain!
Blood kept gushing out from his abdomen.
As his entire body trembled, he looked at Jiang Ziwen with an innocent gaze.
He asked while trembling and struggling.
"Why…Why? I have no enmity with you."
"I just don't like you. What reason do you need?”
Whoosh!
Another sword strike!
It was already a bloody mess!
Yin Zhiping struggled in pain for a few seconds before he completely stopped breathing!
At this moment, Wang Chuyi pulled out his sword angrily.
"Who exactly are you? This was too much! Why are you doing this to my Quan Zhen Sect disciples?!"
Wang Chuyi jumped up, and the exquisite Quanzhen Sword Technique descended from the sky.
Xiao Longnu called out anxiously.
"Senior, be careful. This Quanzhen sword technique is very exquisite and has hidden killing intent.”
However, Jiang Ziwen stood there and looked indifferently at Qiu Chuji who was flying left and right in the sky.
This Quanzhen sword technique seemed to be filled with sword shadows, but in reality, they were all illusory swords!
The sword in the middle that was stabbing at Jiang Ziwen was the real sword.
Jiang Ziwen grabbed his sword.
He instantly swung his sword upwards!
Bang!
Wang Chuyi's sword was sent flying by Jiang Ziwen!
Wang Chuyi was shocked, but he didn't have time to turn around.
Jiang Ziwen quickly reached out and patted his arm.
Wang Chuyi anxiously wanted to move his arm away.
Then, after a mere second.
His heart thumped and his eyes widened.
He looked at Jiang Ziwen's hand on his shoulder in disbelief.
There was a magical suction force inside!
It was extremely terrifying!
It completely sucked out the internal strength in Wang Chuyi's body.
Wang Chuyi struggled to shout.
However, there was nothing he could do.
This was a terrifying method of absorbing martial arts.
It was as if it possessed an unfathomable power.
He couldn't move at all.
This caused the Quan Zhen Sect's disciples to go crazy.
"What's wrong with Martial Uncle Wang? Why is he trembling?"
"His internal strength seems to be constantly losing! Wang Chuyi seemed to be unable to hold on any longer!”
"Let's think of a way to save him! If this continues, Martial Uncle will die!"
"If you want to save him, go save him. That white-robed man's martial arts are too terrifying. If we go, we'll be courting death!”
……
Many Quan Zhen Sect disciples were so scared that they sat on the ground.
Some knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
At the place where Wang Chuyi and Jiang Ziwen's palms came into contact, a white lightning-like aura kept floating.
Wang Chuyi's expression was twisted in pain, and his entire body trembled.
His face, which was initially flushed from practicing Quan Zhen Sect's techniques, gradually turned sallow.
In the end, his skin gradually turned pale.
Jiang Ziwen withdrew his hand.
The figure of Wang Chuyi in front of him was like a lump of mud.
He fell to the ground with a thud.
“”、“”、“”“”
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