Ask the pinnacle of the Dao realm!

Half a step into the manifestation of martial arts!

As soon as Fu Jiu made a move, Fang Xiu saw the general level of the other party.

Yu Yu's strength also nodded secretly.

It is difficult for a martial arts grandmaster, and it is even more difficult for martial arts to manifest.

Many powerhouses are lucky enough to break through the threshold of the Dao realm, but it does not mean that they are qualified to enter the level of martial arts manifestation.

Fu Jiu was able to touch this threshold, and he was already ahead of most people.

The Void Shakes!

With this palm, Fu Jiu didn't expect to be able to defeat Fang Xiu, but it was enough to force the other party to retreat.

He believed that even if he was a strong man at the level of the Martial Dao Jindan, it would be impossible for him to bear it calmly.

Fang Xiu stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes indifferently looking at the palm that shook the void, as if he hadn't reacted.

"It's your own death, then it's no wonder I'm going to blame!"

Seeing Fang Xiu holding on to him like this, a touch of murderous intent rose in Fu Jiu's heart.

In the past, even if the other party stood here without moving, he would not dare to move a single hair of the other party.

But this time is different from the past, the Thousand Machine Gate and the War God Temple have secretly united, and it is only a matter of time before the Zhengtian Sect is overthrown, if they can cut off a future enemy before this, it will also be of great benefit to them.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiu's heart suddenly became full of murderous intent, and this palm also became full of murderous intent.

Feeling Fu Jiu's strong killing intent, Fang Xiu still didn't move, and only when this palm was about to come to his body did he lightly spit out a word from his mouth.

"Die!"

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Fu Jiu only felt that a great terror had descended in an instant, and there seemed to be a sign of death surging madly into his heart.

Above the sky, a pair of eyes looked at him indifferently.

This glance made him freeze in place, and the martial arts opened up in the void also collapsed at this moment.

"No!"

Fu Jiu's pupils widened, and he opened his mouth wide to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, the whole heaven and earth abandoned him.

It's as if he doesn't tolerate heaven and earth!

And there is only one fate that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth.

That is!

Die!

The divine light in Fu Jiu's eyes dimmed, and he only swung half of his palm before he stopped in the air, and then hung down weakly.

Above the sky, the green peaks cracked and dispersed like clouds of smoke.

In the eyes of outsiders, they only saw Fang Xiu glance at Fu Jiu and said something that he didn't know what to say, and then Fu Jiu stood still.

He's dead!

Zhao Xiangrong and Jia Yunzhu glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes.

With their cultivation, how could they not feel it, Fu Jiu's vitality had completely disappeared.

Combined with the current appearance of the other party, it is clear that it has fallen.

A martial arts master fell in front of their eyes so neatly.

There was no earth-shattering fight, just such an abrupt fall.

Just one sentence made a martial arts master fall.

"Goo-toot!"

Zhao Xiangrong's throat rolled, he didn't know what to say for a while, and his mind fell into a blank.

Since Fang Xiu came to the door, he must have known about the collusion between the Zhenshen Sect and the Thousand Machine Gate.

The other party even said that Fu Jiu, the elder of the Thousand Machine Sect, would kill him, so what role could he play as a Zhenshen Sect.

Thinking of that unpredictable method, Zhao Xiangrong's heart rose with strong fear for the first time.

This fear is the fear of the strong, but more often than not, the fear of the unknown.

A word determines life and death, nothing more than this.

Poof!

A sharp sword came out of his chest, and the tip of the blood-stained sword was so dazzling.

Zhao Xiangrong only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he just saw that the tip of the half of the sword was dripping blood.

Immediately after that, his back was eroded by a surging palm force, which instantly shattered his heart, and his body flew out like a defeated grass.

The sword was drawn and the blood line was drawn down.

This change also made that party look sideways.

Rolling on the ground, Zhao Xiangrong reluctantly stood up from the ground, such a desperate injury had not yet made him fall immediately, and his breath was still hanging.

"For ...... Why!"

He looked at Jia Yunzhu's eyes, full of doubts and resentment, and didn't understand why the other party wanted to assassinate him.

It was also because of this that he had never guarded against the other party at all, so he was directly forced into a dead end without checking for a while.

The tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, blood dripping down the tip of the sword, Jia Yunzhu's face was indifferent, and he said coldly: "You have turned your back on the Zhengtian Sect and joined forces with the Thousand Machine Sect, in a vain attempt to drag the Zhenshen Sect into a place of no return.

Today, Elder Ben will clean up the portal to comfort the Heavenly Heroic Spirits of the Elders of the Sect for generations!"

Hearing this, the resentment in Zhao Xiangrong's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the look of doubt also turned suddenly.

Finally, with a smile of relief on his face, his eyes finally closed, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

Jia Yunzhu put away his long sword, came to Fang Xiu and knelt down on one knee and said: "It is Zhao Xiangrong's own selfish desire to betray the Zhengtian Sect, and now I will kill it and clean up the portal for my Zhenshen Sect."

I also hope that the Holy Son can open up the net for the sake of the Zhenshen Sect's love for helping Nanshan Mansion in the past!"

Fang Xiu didn't reply, but looked at the other party with cold eyes.

Jia Yunzhu was silent, just knelt there and didn't speak, and didn't do anything else.

The passage of time gradually made the scene freeze.

Just as the sweat on Jia Yunzhu's forehead gradually rose, a calm voice finally broke the silence of the scene.

"This is only one time, not the next one!"

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

Jia Yunzhu was relieved and responded respectfully.

"Get up!"

"Yes!"

Jia Yunzhu stood up as he said, and then stood aside respectfully.

Fang Xiu said: "This seat will give you three days to deal with the affairs of the Zhenshen Sect, and come to the Feng family to see me in three days!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to reply, turned around and drifted away.

On the ruins of the main hall, only Jia Yunzhu stood there, as well as Fu Jiu standing on different corpses, and Zhao Xiangrong who fell to the ground.

At this time, as the movement gradually decreased, those retreating Zhenshen Sect disciples also came back one after another, and when they saw the ruin-like hall and Zhao Xiangrong who fell in a pool of blood, their faces were incredulous.

"Great Elder, who killed the sect master!"

"Who the hell is the sect master!"

Those disciples of the Zhenshen Sect all looked at Jia Yunzhu on the side, and couldn't wait to ask, and at the same time, there was anger and panic in their words that could not be concealed.

Even Zhao Xiangrong is dead, so will they, the disciples of the Zhenshen Sect, also be in the catastrophe.

"Quiet!"

Two simple words, but like a morning bell, those flustered disciples calmed down.

Then Jia Yunzhu took a slight breath and said in a deep voice: "The sect master has fallen, and after today, Elder Ben will succeed to the position of the sect master of the Zhenshen Sect, and all other affairs will remain the same."

This matter must not be publicized in a loud voice, and violators should be punished according to the door rules!"