"You mean, that mysterious man wants to destroy the Tomb of the Soul?" Duan Yijian said in surprise with his mouth wide open.

The Spirit Tomb can be ranked fifth among all the killer organizations of the Iron Blood Dynasty, naturally it has its strength, if someone wants to destroy him with just his own strength, Duan Yijian will definitely not believe it.

Ren Jiuyou had a different opinion: "Duan Gongzi is wrong to think so, when that man destroyed the other four organizations, do you dare to imagine that he has this ability?"

Duan Yijian was speechless and silent, he couldn't answer Ren Jiuyou's question, all the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't believe it.

Ren Jiu said leisurely: "Duan Gongzi may not know that although Quicksand has not yet registered with the Assassin Guild, the high-level officials of the Assassin Guild of the Iron Blood Dynasty have already taken the initiative to help them register. ”

When Duan Yijian heard this, he hurriedly asked, "What is the quicksand now?"

"At present, Quicksand ranks eighth among all the killer organizations of the Iron Blood Dynasty!"

"However, if nothing else, they will soon replace the Spirit Tomb and come in fifth. ”

There was a hint of sigh in Ren Jiuyou's voice, which made Duan Yijian's body stiffen slightly.

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Spirit Tomb, the largest killer organization in the Southern Regions of the Iron Blood Dynasty.

As its name suggests, the Tomb is headquartered not in a bustling city, but in a dark, damp, ghostly cemetery.

The cemetery is hidden in a dense forest, with towering trees blocking the sunlight and making it even darker, and the occasional crow chirp seems to symbolize that this is the place of death.

The headquarters of the Spirit Tomb is easy to find, next to the largest grave in this cemetery, there is a tombstone three meters high, gently tap on the tombstone three times, and the door to the underground palace will open.

At this time, Liu Qianheng, the leader of the Spirit Tomb, was standing in the center of the underground palace, looking at Wei Zhuang in front of him with a solemn face, followed by dozens of Spirit Tomb killers with different injuries.

These killers generally have martial arts cultivation, and they can dominate even if they are placed in the Iron and Blood Dynasty, but they are subdued by Wei Zhuang alone.

Dozens of martial monarchs fought against Wei Zhuang, and they only lasted ten breaths in his hands, and they all suffered a miserable defeat.

In today's Spirit Cemetery Palace, only the leader Liu Qianheng is left who has not yet been defeated in the hands of the other party.

Liu Qianheng has not made a move until now.

"Who are you, the Spirit Tomb shouldn't have offended you!" Liu Qianheng stared at Wei Zhuang who was blocking the door of the underground palace and asked in a deep voice.

The corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth hooked up a sneer: "As a killer organization, when did you ever care about who you offended? Now that you are asking this question so ridiculously, are you hiding the cowardice in your heart?"

Liu Qianheng's face was very ugly, and it seemed that Wei Zhuang had poked at his weakness.

He said angrily: "Hmph, I just want to know who the person who died at my hands today is, if you don't want to say it, just be a nameless ghost!"

Wei Zhuang gently pulled out the shark tooth sword in his left hand, pointed at Liu Qianheng and said: "You like this, it can be regarded as barely giving me a trace of interest, I hope that your martial arts sect's perfect cultivation can bring a little color to the recent boring battle." ”

When Wei Zhuang broke Liu Qianheng's cultivation with one word, Liu Qianheng was shocked.

Martial Sect is a realm above the Martial Monarch, which is already considered the top combat power of the Iron and Blood Dynasty, and few people know this realm.

What's more, Liu Qianheng is a martial arts consummation, and he is one of the strongest people except for the giants of the Iron and Blood Dynasty.

But this man named Wei Zhuang could see through his cultivation at a glance.

Could it be that he is a powerhouse that surpasses the Martial Sect?

Impossible, there are only so many strong people above the Martial Sect of the Iron Blood Dynasty, and I have never heard of someone called Wei Zhuang!

However, Liu Qianheng knows that now is not the time to dwell on this issue.

No matter who the person in front of him is, and how high his cultivation is, he has to distinguish himself from the other party today.

The dignity of the tomb cannot be trampled on!

"You have to pay a terrible price for your arrogance, and you are ready to be punished!"

Liu Qianheng roared angrily, holding a cold and gloomy long sword in his hand, and stabbed at Wei Zhuang.

Call!

There was a sudden gust of wind in the dungeon, which made countless masters feel cold all over their bodies.

Above these yin winds, there is a strong corrosive effect, and the tables and chairs in the entire underground palace are directly weathered after being exposed to the wind.

At the same time, the strength of these yin winds became stronger and stronger, and finally formed a whirlwind armor to wrap Liu Qianheng, such a yin wind armor was no longer something that a martial artist in the Martial Monarch Realm could touch.

Liu Qianheng's powerful sword completely displayed his martial arts consummation, and made Liu Xu and other killers who followed Wei Zhuang change their faces drastically.

The highest strength in their group was only Liu Xu, a six-star martial artist, and in the face of the corrosive yin wind stirred up by Liu Qianheng, they were a little reluctant to even open the True Qi shield defense, let alone to compete with it.

At the same time, Liu Qianheng's sword is not only extremely powerful, but also perfect in terms of skill and subtlety.

Liu Xu only felt that this bland sword didn't seem to have any loopholes, no matter which direction he dodged, he would be stabbed.

What's even more terrifying is that at the same time as this sword was cast, Liu Qianheng almost fused with the long sword in his hand, turning into a black streamer whirlwind and rushing towards Wei Zhuang.

Wherever the black streamer whirlwind passed, the space was almost distorted.

Once the space is damaged, the speed of a martial artist in this environment will be greatly affected, so in the eyes of everyone, it is almost impossible for Wei Zhuang to avoid this lore sword.

"It is worthy of the legendary martial arts powerhouse, this powerful aura is really terrifying. ”

Liu Xu squinted his eyes, trying hard to catch Liu Qianheng's shadow.

It's a pity that as a martial arts powerhouse who is good at assassination, Liu Qianheng's instantaneous burst of speed is not something he can capture at all.

"It's worthy of being the leader, the strength is really amazing, my spiritual tomb has been saved!"

"With the leader here, I don't believe in this bullshit Wei Zhuang, it can really destroy our spiritual tomb. ”

"The essence of the Spirit Tomb, how can he be understood by an outsider, feel the fear of being dominated by the Spirit Tomb!"

Seeing Liu Qianheng's might, the killers of the entire Spirit Tomb Organization were in high spirits, and the haze of being killed by Wei Zhuang alone was also dispelled a lot.

They rarely saw Liu Qianheng make a move, and they never saw Liu Qianheng go all out.

They believed that the leader with all his might would kill the white-haired man and be ashamed of the tomb.

"Suffer death!

Liu Qianheng roared angrily, the long sword in his hand was mixed with a violent whirlwind that could strangle everything, and it was about to pierce Wei Zhuang's chest.

The debris of the tables and chairs corroded by the whirlwind was also blown up by Liu Qianheng's breath, filling the entire underground palace, making people's vision even more blurred.