On the top of this abyss, between the rainbow bridges of the two mountains, the battle between the two strong men was in full swing.

Jian Nian's sword is like a meteor in the sky, which is unpredictable, but the silent fist seems to be stronger than the body, and in the countless collisions between the two, not even a sword mark has been left.

There weren't even superfluous words between the two, only the sound of non-stop collisions, and the kendo master, an extremely belligerent powerhouse, sparks splashed everywhere.

And on the front mountain in the distance, Jian Wuxiu's heart was already blue with regret at the moment, looking at the corpses all over the place, just when he was pulled in for questioning, all the disciples of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect were killed.

"Executioner......" Jian Wuxiu gritted his teeth, but soon, a mouthful of blood gushed out, which hurt his heart.

Jian Wuxiu's heart is dripping blood, a good Northern Xuan Sword Sect has been played by himself like this, is he still the head of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect at this moment?

"Ah......h

The hall was empty, no one responded, and he was alone, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Am I wrong?" Jian Wuxiu blamed himself, but he was soon overwhelmed by the demon in his heart.

"I'm not wrong, it's just the sword that is wrong, it's just the world that is wrong......" Jian Wuxiu's heart completely embarked on the road of no return at this moment.

"Haha...... You're all wrong......"

"I am the real master of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect......"

At this moment, behind the main hall, a faint voice gradually sounded.

"Senior brother, senior brother......"

The voice was very faint, and Jian Wuxiu still heard the voice after all.

"No waves?" Jian Wuxiu quickly recognized Jian Wubo's figure, and flew quickly in three or two steps, coming to Jian Wubo's side.

"Senior brother, they're all dead, they're all gone...... Jian Wubo's face was covered with blood, traces, and although he survived, he was extremely weak.

"Yes, it's gone...... Jian Wuxiu's heart hurts, but for himself, for his own status, if he is asked to choose again, he will still do this.

"Senior brother, how could there be so many strong people all at once?" Jian Wubo was puzzled, because the Northern Xuan Sword Sect did not offend anyone, but today there were so many strong people at once, it should not be, but at this moment, the Northern Xuan Sword Sect is gone......

"This is the ...... I attracted" From the corner of Jian Wuxiu's eyes, blood and tears flowed out, and he fell into a struggle. Despite the struggle, in the end, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Senior brother, confused......" Jian Wubo clenched his fists weakly and hammered the ground, but found that a sharp pain came from his body, making him grin.

"My Northern Xuanjian Sect is already weak, senior brother, you are still ...... You still attract such a strong person, this is not reinforcement at all, it is self-destruction......" Although Jian Wubo was not used to the scene where Elder Taishang covered the sky with one hand in the past, but in the final analysis, it was for the future of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, but now......

Jian Wubo raised his eyes and looked at the still bleeding steps outside, his heart like a knife.

Unexpectedly, one sentence attracted Jian Wuxiu's anger, and said: "Senior brother, until this moment, I still don't regret it......"

"Senior brother, do you know that there are nearly five thousand disciples in the Sword Sect, plus a hundred elders, all of them are gone, gone......" After Jian Wubo finished speaking, he suddenly felt regretful, he shouldn't have said this, the Northern Xuan Sword Sect is gone, but how can his senior brother feel good, after all, he is the head of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, and he is only the dean of the Criminal Academy.

"I know. But have you thought about it......" Jian Wuxiu pointed his finger at the top of the hall, his face was fierce, and he said: "Do you know, it's because of the old guy who is in charge of the sword, I, the master, although my face is bright, but I have no right to ...... in my hands."

"You know what, I'm a puppet, a useless puppet......" Kenwuxiu roared, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

"But it's better than ......"

The sword was weak, and the wound on his shoulder was bleeding from the excessive struggle.

Jian Wuxiu's face was hideous, and he pointed at Jian Wubo's wound.

Syllable!

A sudden explosion seemed to break the short silence in the hall, and the terrifying sound, like thunder in the sky, carried a terrifying power and destroyed the world.

"Yin Silence, I can't imagine that sixty years of dormant standby has made Er wait to such a point......" Jian Nian was high in the sky, looking at Yin Silence from afar, there were already a few gaps on the sword in his hand, and in Yin Lone's hand, he held a magic wheel.

This is a blood-red magic wheel, only a foot in diameter, but through such a long sky, you can actually feel the faint sound of ghosts crying wolves howling from above.

This is a real magic wheel, made from the living sacrifice of nearly 10,000 souls. With a wave, it was as if there were 10,000 cultivators meeting the enemy together.

Yin Lonely and bloodthirsty swallowed his lips, and the magic wheel was flickering red at the same time, like a blood-soaked blood moon, which was weird.

"Sixty years ago, because we were too ostentatious, we finally alarmed Tingyueya, which made my Yin Wind Valley collapse from then on, and it almost perished, but ......"

Yin Silent said, realizing that he had said too much, the magic wheel urged, and he came to Jian Nian's face in an instant.

"Die, with a dead man, why should I say so much......" Yin Silence seemed to blame himself, but the attack became more and more fierce.

The magic wheel of tens of thousands of soul sacrifices only has a square space, but once it is unfolded, it is earth-shattering.

Whew......

The air seemed to be gradually annihilated in the rotation of the magic wheel.

The strong fight, especially such a strong man, at every turn, either you die or I die, so the two of them did not leave their hands at all, and they came up with a powerful killing move.

"Nian Jian Instant!" Like a moment of brilliance, it flashed and disappeared, and the magic wheel was on the top.

Rumble!

The hall below finally couldn't stand it anymore, and under the aftermath of this crash, it became a ruin.

"Senior Brother......" Jian Wuxiu had already sensed that something was wrong, and at the moment when the main hall collapsed, he lifted Jian Wubo up and swept towards the outside of the hall.

"Well, there's someone down there?" The thought of Jian Nian rose, and the figure had already come to the ground.

This is the square above the main hall, usually here, five thousand disciples practice swords, how spectacular, but today, it is empty, and even blood is flowing everywhere.

"Who?" Jian Wuxiu was extremely shocked by the person who suddenly fell from the sky, because it was so fast, as if it appeared suddenly.

"Are you the current head of the Sword Sect?" Jian Nian saw the clothes that Jian Wuxiu was wearing, although they were stained with blood, they could be distinguished by the clothes that belonged to the sect alone.

"Senpai?"

"Sword Thoughts!" Jian Nian's answer was very simple, at this moment, there was no need to hide it.

"What?" Jian Wuxiu was surprised, because of the name Jian Nian, he knew, not only did he know, but there was still a portrait of Jian Nian on the wall of the Patriarch Hall.

"A hundred years ago's sword thought ......" Jian Wubo also reacted, which was almost ...... Almost a legendary figure, Jian Wubo felt that his throat and eyes were a little dry.

"It's me." Jian Nian swung his sword, and with a sword, he slashed the flying magic wheel into the air, and said at the same time: "The people of Yin Wind Valley, why did they come to my Northern Xuan Sword Sect?" "Sword Nian cultivation is exquisite, and at the same time, his thoughts are even more accessible, and as the head of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, it is impossible not to know such a thing, so he asks this question.

"Master, Master, I'm guilty, I'm guilty......" Jian Wuxiu hurriedly knelt down, without the slightest pretense of being in charge, and begged for mercy.

"Oh?" Jian Nian snorted coldly and said, "It seems that it's really you......" Jian Nian suddenly felt disheartened.

When Jian Jue left, he had already warned himself that there might be internal problems in the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, but Jian Nian had not appeared for many years, and there was no need to care about the petty fights between juniors, but at this moment, Jian Nian regretted it a little.

"Why don't you apologize with death?" The sword intent in Jian Nian's mouth burst out, like a reprimand, and in an instant, it was close to Jian Wuxiu.

"Attracting foreign enemies, causing my Northern Xuanjian Sect to exist in name only, what are you doing with such an act? Is it shameful to be laughed at? "The rules of the sword path of Jian Nian are like the heavenly sword cutting the face, and it is coming towards Jian Wuxiu.

"No, Master, I can't afford my brother's fault...... Jian Wubo knew that the ancestor a hundred years ago might not be merciful because of his intercession, but he still wanted to try, after all, this is his senior brother, and they have been together for many years, and they are like brothers.

"Humph!" Jian Nian snorted coldly, Nian Jian sent out, and a sword was slashed out, slashing towards the top of Jian Wuxiu's head.

"Sharpen your cultivation, I hope you can do it yourself." Jian Nian didn't delve into it, and he didn't dare to delve into it, because the attack of Yin Silence was already in place, and if he didn't fight back, he would completely lose the opportunity.

"Silence, wait for the means!" Jian Nian holds the sword, jumps into the air, and faces the magic wheel.

"Do you know where that sword of your Sword Sect is?" Yin Silent asked.

"The sword?" Jian Nian quickly understood the truth, and said: "It turned out to be for that sword...... Jian Nian did not deny it, let alone admit it, but in his tone, it had already been indicated that the sword was in the Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

"It turns out that the news is accurate, but looking at your appearance, I don't want to tell the whereabouts of the sword, so I'll take it myself." Yin Silence controlled the magic wheel, waved his hands in the air, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls echoed on the entire mountain of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect in an instant, and at the same time, the magic wheel was divided into two, the outer wheel rotated, pressing the formation from the top of Yin Lone's head, and the inner wheel turned into a terrifying aura, enveloping the sword thought.

A terrifying and throbbing aura swept through the entire square, and the white mist between the mountains rolled, as if sensing the mutation on the mountain of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, and began to surround the mountains while rolling wildly.

"Heavenly king-level person, die!" The sword thought shouted angrily, and the spirit sword bloomed with an unprecedented glow, instantly submerging the silence.

Bite! Bite! Bite......

The sound of metal colliding was like thunder.

With each collision, a piece of sky will be annihilated, and in the terrifying momentum, it will become nothingness.

The two extreme powerhouses, each crazy, can be imagined.

"Senior brother, let's go to the back mountain." Jian Wubo remembered a sentence left by his master.

These are the words left by his master when he was dying, so that when he encounters a life and death crisis, he can go to the back mountain to ensure a moment of peace.

It's just that such a strong man, can he really survive? Jian Wubo didn't know, but in order to survive, he had to do it.

"Millennial foundation......" Jian Wubo's heart was even more uncomfortable, because blood could be seen flowing everywhere, dazzling and sad......