The ruins of Qixia Street.
Xie Wuxing stood with his sword in hand.
It was as if a hole had been torn in the night sky.
The giant sword cuts across Hun City. If it is implemented, most of Hun City will be reduced to ruins.
Jiang Wang raised his sword. Compared with the giant sword, the black cold light was like a firefly. But a single spark can start a prairie fire. The moment the cold light came into contact with the giant sword, it actually forced the falling giant sword to stop.
Xie Wuxing's pupils shrank slightly. This was already the strongest sword he could strike, but he didn't expect that no one would be able to do anything about it.
But when he thought that Jiang Wang, who had such strength, could do so many evil things, he felt regretful and furious.
He has an ability that can be said to be arrogant to Kutan's younger generation of monks. Instead of thinking about slaying demons, he bullies the people. He is obviously more hateful than monsters.
"I want to see how long you can last."
Xie Wuxing snapped his fingers, and the giant sword sank violently. Jiang Wang's feet sank into the ground. The terrifying ravine spread outward like a spider web, with layers of earth arching up, followed by the collapse of Jiang Wang's position.
"Interesting." Jiang Wang pulled his feet out of the soil and kicked away the surrounding clods. Xie Wuxing was indeed the biggest enemy he had ever encountered, which made his blood boil.
The hot air flow became more intense in an instant. Jiang Wang tensed his arms, and wisps of hot white smoke rose up. The long night knife exuded a biting chill, making the environment in the venue extremely harsh.
The remaining broken walls in the ruins of Qixia Street were already overwhelmed. Under the impact of the two extreme air currents, they quickly fell into pieces. The scattered gravel, with distinct particles, was suspended in the air.
Jiang Wang had blue veins popping out on his forehead. He was holding the Changye Sword in his hand. He raised his eyes to stare at the giant sword and swung the sword with all his strength!
Boom!
Rubbles scattered on Qixia Street, creating craters on the ground.
It also caused the monks in green robes and Ning Shishi to flee far away.
"Is Mr. Jiang serious?"
Judging from the situation, it was a very fierce battle, but the green-robed monk who regarded Jiang Wang as an immortal felt that the process should not be like this.
The white-robed monk said: "This person is stronger than we imagined, but it is unrealistic to make Mr. Jiang serious. Didn't you see that Mr. Jiang simply waved his sword to meet the enemy from beginning to end?"
They are good at explaining and convincing themselves.
The green-robed monk looked like this. No matter how powerful Xie Wuxing was, he would not be Mr. Jiang's opponent.
Facts have proved that Mr. Jiang has just made his second move, and this one blow may determine the outcome.
That blade tore through the night and pushed the giant sword higher into the sky.
The clear clouds surged and were soaked in black. The sword was like the entire night, swallowing the giant sword one bite at a time.
Xie Wuxing shouted loudly, and the scattered clouds tried to condense again.
After such repeated extreme pulling, as Jiang Wang slashed out his third sword, the cloud energy completely disintegrated.
The breath of terror spread across Qixia Street and swept through the entire Hun City, like a strong wind.
If the two forces hadn't collided at high altitude, most of Hun City would have been destroyed.
But the scattered aftermath also caused the roof to be lifted off. Although the scene was not as good as the one blown by the Night Walker God in Nancheng Alley, it could still be regarded as causing quite a disaster.
Xie Wuxing's breathing was heavy. There was a fine scratch on his right cheek, but the stinging sensation was strong, and a burning breath lingered on the scar for a long time.
Jiang Wang jumped out of the collapsed pit, and the Kingdom of God was already hidden in his mind.
He took a quick breath, pretended to be very calm, and said, "You lost."
Xie Wuxing sat slumped on the ground, resting his right hand on the end of the sword hilt, and said in a low tone: "Since I started practicing, this is the first time I have lost. Jiang Wang, you are really powerful."
Jiang Wang thought that this was also the first time that he had drawn out all the power of the Kingdom of God, and even exhausted it so much that the Kingdom of God had been hidden. Usually it would take a long time for the power of the Kingdom of God to gradually fade away, leaving a mirage in his mind. 'Only then will he hide again.
"You are also very powerful, but I really want to know, when did your hobby begin?"
Xie Wuxing's expression was frozen and he said angrily: "I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! I'm normal!"
Jiang Wang scratched his face and asked: "Then why are you looking for me... Bah! What are you looking for for me..."
He quickly shut his mouth.
It seems that no matter what I say, it feels weird.
Xie Wuxing didn't say anything. Since he lost, there was no need to involve Du Yanruo anymore. If the bully Jiang Wang wanted to take revenge, he might not be able to stop him.
Jiang Wang did not ask any more questions. He was very weak now. If Xie Wuxing found out, he would be in big trouble. He could not yet guarantee whether the power of the Kingdom of God could emerge again.
What's more, with an enemy as powerful as Xie Wuxing, he couldn't compare to dozens of Cai Tanggu and Tan Laoliu. Regardless of whether there was any misunderstanding, he didn't want to resolve it so quickly.
Thinking of the scene where Xie Wuxing would come looking for trouble many times in the future, Jiang Wang was looking forward to it.
...
In the Xunyang Houfu.
Seeing the scenes of Jiang Wang and Xie Wuxing, Du Yanruo waited patiently for a while, then climbed over the wall and sneaked into the Hou Mansion.
But after searching for a long time, there was no trace of his father and younger brother.
She walked around and arrived at the woodshed.
"Could it be that Jiang Wang has already killed them?"
Thinking of this, Du Yanruo turned pale, his legs were a little unsteady, and he staggered and hit the woodshed door.
Su Lingyi, who was lying in the firewood pile, had a sallow complexion, an unkempt beard, messy hair, and dull eyes. When he heard the movement, he didn't react much and just blinked.
"Jiang, please give me a good time, I can't bear it, I'm giving in..."
He murmured, regardless of whether people outside could hear him.
"Senior Brother Su?" Du Yanruo was leaning against the door of the woodshed. The weak voice seemed familiar, and she kicked the door open.
"Junior sister..." Su Lingyi looked at the figure that appeared in front of him, his eyes finally glowed, and he cried bitterly: "Junior sister, you are here to save me!"
Du Yanruo was shocked. How could Su Lingyi look like a human being at this moment?
"Jiang Wang treated you so cruelly." Du Yanruo just took a step forward, but there was a disgusting smell that made her step back subconsciously.
"Junior sister, help me out quickly." Su Lingyi struggled to get up, fell straight down, and crawled towards Du Yanruo.
Du Yanruo endured the discomfort of the smell, squatted down, and asked, "Senior Brother Su, have you ever seen my father and brother?"
Su Lingyi was slightly stunned, "My uncle and your brother were also arrested by Jiang? I have never seen them. Maybe they are being held elsewhere."
Du Yanruo's bad premonition worsened. She held her breath and tried to help Su Lingyi, but as soon as she stepped out of the woodshed door, she saw the old housekeeper already standing outside.
He smiled and said: "Du Heng and Du Zicheng are not in the Marquis' Mansion. Your trip was in vain."
Du Yanruo said in a deep voice: "What did Jiang Wang do to them!"
The old housekeeper glanced outside the house and said, "You used that person to lure the young master away, and you must have specifically wanted to save your relatives."
Looking at Du Yanruo who was silent, the old housekeeper asked curiously: "How did you convince the disciples of Jiange to help?"
Du Yanruo's eyes widened slightly.
A disciple of Jiange?
Are you saying thank you for my trip? !
The old butler raised his eyebrows and said: "It seems that you don't know his identity. I originally thought that it would be very troublesome for you to have a relationship with Jiange. Now looking at it, you should have deceived him and thought he was someone else." A chess piece to save people."
Du Yanruo's expression changed several times, and he sneered: "I have a private life-long commitment with him. Sooner or later I will also be a disciple of Jiange. You'd better let my father and brother go, otherwise you will wait for Jiange to destroy the Marquis Mansion."
Su Lingyi was shocked.
Junior sister has actually made a life-long private contract with someone?
But feeling that Du Yanruo's arm supporting him was shaking slightly at this moment, he realized that the junior sister might be lying, so he immediately shut his mouth.
The old housekeeper smiled, not sure whether he believed it or not.
Du Yanruo became more and more nervous, and his face gradually became covered with sweat.
The old housekeeper's smile became heavier.
Du Yanruo pretended to be calm and said again: "The Marquis must not make mistakes."
She made a gesture to help Su Lingyi leave.
The old butler stretched out his hand to intercept, and said calmly: "The Marquis's hospitality is always kind to guests, but guests must also understand the rules. I think you don't want to learn how the Marquis's treatment of non-guests."
Su Lingyi turned his head to look at the old housekeeper and said: "On behalf of Yuyuan Academy, I came to Huncheng to search for immortal traces. If I ask for anything, the garrison in the entire Kutan town is not qualified to refuse, and what you have done is tantamount to contempt. Court, do you really want to be found guilty of conspiracy?"
The old housekeeper smiled and said: "Yuyuan Academy does have the power to make the garrison in the town cooperate, but it cannot force the garrison to cooperate. Unless you have an oracle in your hand, the garrison also has the right to refuse."
"Besides, the late emperor has said that the soldiers of my Xunyang Marquis Mansion can obey the orders rather than the announcements. Perhaps your Yuyuan Academy has a great reputation, and basically all the garrison troops in the towns will choose to cooperate, so you have some misunderstandings."
Su Lingyi's face darkened.
Breathing also became a little rapid.
Naturally, he didn't know that Xunyang Houfu had such privileges.
This made Su Lingyi angry.
Du Yanruo unsheathed his sword and said, "He's just an old man, let's just kill him!"
Although he is only in the stage of building a hundred days of foundation and does not have the skills of a real monk, he can still fight with a martial artist who has just entered the second level if he fights hard. If he can't defeat even a lame old man, then he will be able to fight. There is no need to practice.
She rushed towards the old housekeeper with her sword in hand.
The old butler just shouted softly, and Du Yanruo felt as if he had been hit hard. The sword in his hand fell to the ground, his feet softened, and he knelt in front of the old butler.
When Su Lingyi rushed forward, she also used all her strength to bump into Du Yanruo, but she didn't expect that the junior sister would kneel down so quickly. Before she could react, she came straight out of the worship hall.
The two people kneeling side by side had their faces flushed with pain.
I felt even more horrified.
The lame old housekeeper in the Hou Mansion is actually a master!
The old housekeeper ignored them at all, looked sideways at the ruins on Qixia Street, and said calmly: "The winner has been decided. When the young master comes back, whether you go or stay will all depend on the young master's mood."
