"Hmph, if you want to kill me, you still owe a little fire!"

Demon Wuwei snorted coldly, and one after another demonic qi emanated from his body, dust rose everywhere, and his body disappeared directly in place.

Xu Xing couldn't move a bit, he was held in place by the golden dragon, Jiang Shenwu slashed out with a sword, and the fierce sword intent of destruction came, Xu Xing's heart was like ashes, his head flew high, and blood was sprinkled all over the earth.

The iron dragon turned into a pitch-black phantom, and the powerful true yuan power condensed, and threw a punch towards Jiang Shenwu, that punch had the momentum of opening the mountain, Jiang Shenwu's double swords slashed, faster and faster, and he couldn't see the trajectory of his sword at all.

The iron dragon was caught in the storm of his sword dance, and he couldn't get out for a while, and Demon Wuwei appeared from behind Jiang Shenwu, his demonic energy was exposed, and his purple eyes were like a demon emperor from the Nine Hells, which was extremely terrifying.

Jiang Shenwu didn't raise his sword to defend, the sky sword in his left hand turned into a streamer, surrounding Jiang Shenwu's body, and at the same time, the golden dragon fell from the sky, directly biting Demon Wuwei and flying out.

"O hellfire, listen to my call!"

Gong Junyuan saw that the combined strength of Tie Long and Demon Wuwei could not shake Jiang Shenwu in the slightest, so he also began to sacrifice his Hell Folding Fan without hesitation.

The earth was torn apart, and there were hot blue-purple dark fires flowing in the thousands of abyssal cracks, and pillars of light rose to the sky, and the dark clouds that were originally covered were scattered by this firelight.

The iron dragon's body shook, and the iron will shook Jiang Shenwu's sword dance storm away, stepped back, walked in the air, and stood behind Gong Junyuan.

Mo Wuwei turned into a pitch-black magic light again and returned to Gong Junyuan's back.

Jiang Shenwu stood in place, the Firmament Sword returned to his hand, and he made two swords by himself, just like the supreme swordsman with two human swords in one.

The hellish fire turned into a sea of fire, slowly attacking towards Jiang Shenwu, the latter's two swords continued to slash out, no move to win, a sword that seemed to be cut at random, but extremely deadly.

He slashed beyond that sea of fire with a sword, but for Gong Junyuan, the hellish fire was indestructible in his heart, and Jiang Shenwu couldn't destroy it at all.

Gong Junyuan sneered: "Good strength, it's a pity that it's going to be buried here!"

The sea of fire was everywhere, and pillars of light engulfed Jiang Shenwu, and he was no longer seen, and the surrounding mountains seemed to melt, and the earth was devastated.

The black-robed man not far away took a few steps, wanting to rush towards the place where Jiang Shenwu disappeared, but was stopped by a figure, the man was carrying a long sword, his face was full of stubble, showing a sense of vicissitudes, he slowly spoke: "If he can't even take this blow, then he is not worthy of being a disciple of my Sword King Palace!"

After hearing this, the black-robed man retracted his steps, and his beautiful eyes looked at Jiang Shenwu who disappeared into the sea of fire with countless expressions of lost soul.

The corners of Gong Junyuan's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he said, "It's too weak!"

"Click!"

A crack opened in the sea of fire.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Gong Junyuan gasped, he was a little uneasy, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The figures of Mo Wuwei and the Iron Dragon flashed, and with the True Yuan Force Protector, they naturally would not be afraid of the flames of the Dark Fire.

The two of them rushed into the sea of fire, and as soon as they entered the sea of fire, they saw Jiang Shenwu, who was protected by the sword blade and continuously slashed out with two swords.

"How is that possible?"

Mo Wuwei frowned, incredulous.

"Kill!"

The iron dragon rushed into the sea of fire, and blasted towards Jiang Shenwu with a punch, the true yuan force in his body turned into an invisible fist shadow, scattered all over the sky, this fist shadow was like thunder, the attack was fierce and tyrannical, and it was killing towards Jiang Shenwu.

As soon as the Firmament Sword in Jiang Shenwu's left hand was horizontal, countless light curtains were slashed out, intertwined with the fist shadow of the iron dragon, forming a wave of Dao Qi and scattering in all directions.

The jade sword on Jiang Shenwu's right hand was still slashing towards the sea of hell fire, sword after sword, the more fierce the slash became, there were more and more cracks on the sea of fire, and Gong Junyuan's face became more and more pale.

"The sword goes sideways, only attacks but does not defend, the two swords are combined, and there is no match in the world! He can exert such a shocking power with two swordsmen, just like two peerless swordsmen in the dust!"

Above the dark canopy, Emperor Xia, King Zhan and others stood there, staring at Jiang Shenwu below, and a storm broke off in their hearts.

"Kill!"

Jiang Shenwu hunted in white, the wind roared, and one after another sword intent rose into the sky, although he did not reach the Yuanwu realm, but his sword intent had evolved from a half-form to a complete body.

This sword intent arose, and the phantom of a peerless sword fell from the sky, directly slashing this sea of fire into nothingness, the earth trembled, and the iron dragon and demon Wuwei were shocked by this coercion and flew out, both of them spitting blood from their mouths and their faces were pale.

"Destruction of the Mood!"

Jiang Shenwu's cold voice sounded between heaven and earth, and the death bell really came, and a dark abyss shrouded the earth.

Gong Junyuan's body couldn't move a bit, he was sweating profusely, his expression was panicked, his eyes were full of fear, looking at Jiang Shenwu who was walking towards him step by step, he hurriedly begged: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm a disciple of Xuefeng Mountain, kill me, it's with Xuefeng Mountain..."

Before Gong Junyuan's words fell, his head was already flying high, and blood was spilled all over the ground.

Jiang Shenwu lifted the Sky Sword in his hand again and walked towards the iron dragon who collapsed to the ground, the iron dragon took a deep breath, looked at the dark sky with his eyes, and said: "Two brothers, we can meet again!"

"Stop!"

Mo Wuwei trembled all over his body and wanted to get up, but found that his body had been pierced by a jade long sword, and his strength was constantly draining.

"Poof!"

The iron dragon's head was also cut off, and the blood stained the entire abyss, casting a blood-red color on the dark sky of the abyss.

Jiang Shenwu walked in front of Mo Wuwei, took back the jade long sword, and the artistic conception of the sword dispersed, revealing in everyone's eyes were the corpses of three Yuanwu Realm powerhouses, all over the place, and the blood stained countless mountain peaks.

Jiang Shenwu's white clothes were already stained red with blood, the wind roared, his bloody clothes rose with the wind, his double swords were stained with blood, and the earth was devastated.

Everyone's hearts trembled fiercely, they couldn't believe that the scene in front of them was true, a young man from the ninefold Spirit Martial Realm killed five Yuan Martial Realm powerhouses with the power of one person.

The people present were speechless for a while, and their hearts were full of turbulent waves, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

Jiang Shenwu walked towards the black-robed man and handed her the jade long sword, those cold eyes were like killing gods, indifferent and ruthless, Jiang Shenwu said coldly with a blank face: "Dirty your sword, sorry!"

The black-robed man's beautiful eyes were full of strange looks, and he looked at the back of the blood-clothed young man in a daze.

The young man's thin lips opened, and only one sentence remained: "Those who insult others will always be humiliated, and those who kill will always be killed!"

His cold gaze seemed to warn those present not to provoke him easily, otherwise the end would be death!

This voice was like a bell, deeply engraved in everyone's minds, and could not be calmed down for a long time.