3370: C3370 Mount Jude

C3370 Mount Jude

The eyes of Ji Changtian and the rest froze and a faint killing intent could be seen in their eyes.

If it was someone else who dared to speak to the Heavenly Sect in such a way, they would kill him quickly.

However, their goal was not to kill Ji Wuxu.

If they joined forces to suppress Ji Wuxu, of course they could.

But unfortunately, if that were the case, they would surely suffer losses, and the duration of the plan would also be delayed indefinitely.

They didn't try to please him!

The incense in the incense burner on the table was slowly burning.

There wasn't much time left for them.

"The Hall of Light only wants two great treasures, one of these two great treasures is on your nemesis Xu Liusu, and the other one is in Wuliang Mountain."

"The Hall of Light wouldn't muster up such a large force to attack Wuliang Mountain, which was why they sent out a small number of their elites. As long as the two great treasures are in our hands, we can afford to pay any price. We can even make Lord Blood Emperor the overlord of a continent, and we'll keep our word! "

Following after the sound of Profound Light Fan's voice, the pavilion fell into a period of deathly silence.

Ji Wuxu's eyes were wide open, as if he had his suspicions towards the man's words.

"So, Palace Chief Han has agreed to the Hall of Light's request?"

Ji Wuxu asked Han Wuya.

Han Wuya was dressed in black and had his hands behind his back. He had a cold expression on his face.

Hearing this, he did not say anything and only silently nodded his head.

"Hehe, this is really a soul-stirring soup that can make people lose their minds. Could it be that this is the power of Heavenly Sect, when facing this kind of situation, we rogue cultivators have no way of resisting?"

Ji Wuxu sighed.

This sentence caused Fan Profound Light to frown, and he said indifferently: "Mr. Blood Emperor, the Mansion of Light is currently in a hurry, so we hope that you can give us an answer as soon as possible. If you are unwilling, we can leave immediately. But the condition is that the sword faction elders cannot be injured. "

"Oh?"

Ji Wuxu chuckled upon hearing this. Then, he raised his pair of evil and sharp eyes and stared at Fan Profound Light: "Then what if he not only gets injured, but accidentally dies here?"

"The Barren Barracks will also be removed from the Holy Spirit Continent. If you don't believe us, we can give it a try."

The atmosphere gradually froze.

Many of the censers on the table were also slowly burning out.

Finally, Ji Wuxu lowered his head and sneered: "Never mind, fortune makes a fool out of people, a wise man knows what's good for his time. Okay, I promise you, but I, Ji Wuxu, have never liked being restricted.

When Ji Wuxu said this, the Fan Profound Light turned around and walked out of the pavilion.

The group of experts followed one after another.

"… …"

"Rumble ~ ~ ~ ~"

The loud explosion was like billowing thunder, rising and falling in rapid succession!

Within a huge crater, smoke and dust rose in all directions. Two figures that split apart at the first touch descended towards the two sides of the crater.1

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Just as the Sword God's cold figure landed on the ground, he let out a series of intense coughs. The corners of his eyes were stained with blood as he struggled to open his eyes, which were frozen with blood.

Bai Kuang carried his scimitar on his shoulder and panted heavily.

He also suffered from severe injuries. His skin and flesh were covered with terrifying sword wounds, and fresh blood gurgled out of his wounds.

However, judging from his injuries, Sword God Han's injuries seem to be even worse!

Bai Kuang licked the blood on the back of his hand, and a sinister smile appeared on his face: "Old lad, although your sword technique is fast, and the Sword Intent is strong, but it is too mediocre. You have never stayed in the south, so you naturally do not know of the painful price that your father, a person who likes to kill, has paid to cultivate a Knife Spell!"

"So …"

Sword God Han used his left hand to press down the pulse on his right wrist while he looked at Bai Kuang and said, "Your master is from the Magic Mountain!"

"Aiyo?"

Bai Kuang opened his eyes wide and laughed, "This old man is really knowledgeable, he has actually heard of the Demonic Gathering Mountain. That's right, I am Master Cheng of the Demonic Gathering Mountain, the martial arts holy land where all the top experts of the Heavenly Ranking train bitterly!"

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