Regarding Su Qiye's words, the people of Lingjian Sect and Sword King's Mansion were almost furious.
"No! Wushuang!" An old man from Jianwang Mansion didn't care about the Peak Martial Lord monk of Tianlang Sect and rushed directly towards Jian Wushuang.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang's life is crucial.
"Want to run? There is no way." This peak martial master monk from the Tianlang Sect flashed his body and directly stopped the old man from the Sword King's Mansion.
"We must stop them and never allow them to approach Su Qiye!" Ye Qun also shouted not far away.
Suddenly, the fighting between the two sides became more intense.
At this time, Su Qiye did not have anyone to interfere with him. Even if someone dared to come forward, there would be only one result.
die!
Su Qiye raised his hand and slashed with his sword. Even the warriors at the Martial Realm could not resist it.
Not to mention those in the Martial King and Martial Sect realms below Martial Lord, if you encounter them, you will die.
At this time, Jian Wushuang had fallen more than 20 meters away, lying on the ground, his body squirming slightly.
That sword almost killed Jian Wushuang directly, enough to cut him in half.
But when the sword light finally fell, Su Qiye felt a light shine on this guy's body.
It was this ray of light that blocked most of the attacks for Jian Wushuang, so the damage caused by this sword to Jian Wushuang was still relatively low.
As a result, Jian Wushuang did not die.
Su Qiye walked over slowly and said, "Jian Wushuang, is this all you have?"
The sound was not loud, but most people in the entire Sword Hall heard it.
The old guys from the Sword King's Mansion and the Lingjian Sect all looked at him solemnly.
What this means is that Jian Wushuang is not dead?
Sure enough, when they looked over, Jian Wushuang staggered to his feet.
I saw that Jian Wushuang's body was covered with sword marks, his clothes were in tatters, his skin and flesh were open, and there was blood dripping down.
The whole person looked very embarrassed, without the aloofness and aloofness he had before.
"Su Qiye!" Jian Wushuang endured the severe pain and spoke, and when he opened his mouth, blood flowed from his mouth.
The anger in this guy's eyes was still very strong.
"Pick up your sword!" Su Qiye shouted coldly.
A cold shout, that roaring voice, turned into an invisible sword light, heading straight for Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang felt like all the bones in his body were broken, and most people couldn't bear the pain.
He raised the long sword in his hand with difficulty and struck it with one strike.
Chi!
The sword light streaked through the air and chopped into pieces the invisible sword light that Su Qiye shouted.
However, Su Qiye just raised his hand, and the Red Sky Sword burst out with dazzling sword light, crushing Jian Wushuang's sword light.
Moreover, after the sword light was crushed, its momentum did not decrease and it still slashed towards Jian Wushuang.
Seeing that the sword light was about to fall, Jian Wushuang's body once again burst out with dazzling light.
This time the light was very bright, like a big ball of golden light.
When the light came on, everyone in the audience was shocked.
What is the situation?
Many people cast curious glances, with horror and fear also emerging in their hearts.
"What is this?" Ye Qun frowned after seeing it.
Then, wisps of terrifying sword energy were released from the golden light.
"This... this is the aura of the Palace Master!" People from the Sword King's Palace exclaimed.
"No! This is breath!" The old men from the Sword King's Mansion said in shock after feeling it carefully.
The old master of the Sword Prince’s Mansion is the Sword Qiankun!
Seventh-grade Martial Saint!
"Great! I knew that Wushuang must have a way to save his life!" Several elders of Lingjian Sect shouted excitedly.
They were anxious to death and worried about Jian Wushuang's safety. They were like ants on a hot pot, remembering to run around.
Su Qiye felt the wisps of sword energy released from the golden light. His brows wrinkled slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
Despite this, Su Qiye was not afraid.
"Who dares to hurt my grandson Wushuang!" An old, cold and domineering voice suddenly sounded in the sword palace.
When this sound rang out, it was like a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens crashing down, causing many people to feel dizzy.
It felt like my whole head was going to shatter and explode.
"Ah~" Some Wuzong realm monks were so shocked that their mouths and noses bleeded and they fell to the ground.
puff! puff! puff!
The monks closest to Jian Wushuang, whether they were from the Sword King's Mansion, the Lingjian Sect, or the Longlou Mountain Tianlang Sect, etc., were directly blown to pieces under the Martial King Realm.
The sword energy released is like a reminder. Anyone who touches it will die!
Even those in the Martial King realm are not much better, they are either seriously injured or die miserably!
"Get back!" All the Martial Masters from all major sects shouted, asking their sects to get out of the way.
After all, Jian Wushuang’s final trump card is Jian Qiankun.
Everyone knows what Jian Qiankun means, a strong man in the Martial Saint realm.
If this is not dodged, once it is affected, it is estimated that the person who is about to die will not die again.
"Su Qiye! You are dead!" Several old men from the Sword King's Mansion and the Lingjian Sect laughed happily.
These guys' faces were full of smiles and amusement, and they felt that Su Qiye was about to be doomed.
However, Su Qiye was not afraid of the threats and ridicules from these guys. Instead, he turned around and glanced at these guys.
The long sword in his hand was pointing directly at them. Su Qiye had a majestic aura, even though he had not reached the Martial Master realm.
But that aura is simply inferior to that of ordinary Martial Masters.
"A bunch of old immortals, wait until I kill Jian Wushuang before I kill you!" Su Qiye shouted loudly, shaking the entire sword palace.
These words are very arrogant!
"How arrogant!" A monk couldn't help but complain.
"Yes, this guy is only at the ninth level of the Martial King Realm, and he actually wants to kill an elder who is at the peak of the Martial Lord level?" When the monks of the Spirit Sword Sect heard this, they all looked disdainful.
Even though they knew how powerful Su Qiye was, it didn't mean that they felt that Su Qiye's abilities were as good as those of the Peak Martial Lord.
After all, Jian Wushuang is only in the third-level Martial Master realm.
Even if Jian Wushuang was defeated by Su Qiye, in their opinion, it was just that Jian Wushuang underestimated his opponent.
I didn't think Su Qiye was that awesome.
"Oh, let him continue to be arrogant. If he wants to destroy him, he must first make him crazy!" The monk from the Sword King's Mansion sneered.
The monks from these two forces could be said to hate Su Qiye to the core.
"What an arrogant boy, you can wait until you pass the test of our old palace master!" The old men in the Sword Prince's Palace sneered, with cold murderous intent in their eyes.
If they hadn't been held back, these guys would have rushed up and chopped Su Qiye into pieces!
"Okay! The future is formidable! Young man, I believe in you. Hurry up and chop these old immortal treasures to death and make them mad!" Ye Qun shouted at the side with a smile on his face.
