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Chapter 2150 Ten Thousand Swords Returning To The Sect

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    "Arrogance, you are asking for your own death!"

    Murderous intentions spread out from the bodies of several strong men in the out-of-body period, and they were about to attack Ji Wufeng.

    Ji Wufeng looked disdainful, and said: "I'm here to challenge your so-called youth arrogance, you old guys want to fight with me, are you afraid that Jianping will not be my opponent?"

    "Hmph, do you think it was thirty years ago? With your current cultivation, you are not qualified to challenge Master Jianping at all."

    Indeed, most of the Tianjiao back then had already stepped into the out-of-body stage, while Ji Wufeng was still in the Nascent Soul stage, a whole level difference.

    Ji Wufeng sneered: "Since Jianping doesn't dare to make a move, then you should protect him well and don't come out, otherwise, he will make people cry."

    "you¡­¡­"

    A few out-of-body experts were about to attack, when suddenly a sharp sword aura shot up into the sky, a young man flew over, and said coldly: "Ji Wufeng, since you intend to seek death, then I will give you a ride."

    After the young man landed, his breath was sharp, and his third-level cultivation during the out-of-body period should be Jianping.

    Ji Wufeng received the news from the General Chamber of Commerce that the satellite is already in place, and the next scene will be broadcast through the live broadcast system.

    When Ji Wufeng's figure appeared again, there was a wave of waves immediately, and countless people eagerly turned on the live broadcast.

    Thirty years ago, Ji Wufeng was extremely strong, and the few super sects Tianjiao he fought were bleak, and even the gods dared to scold him. He was definitely a legend.

    And in the past 30 years, in order to meet the coming catastrophe, all the major sects have devoted their resources to cultivating disciples. The progress of Tianjiao's cultivation back then was extremely fast, reaching an unprecedented grand occasion.

    Now that Ji Wufeng shows up again, how far has he grown?  Is it still as amazing as it was back then?

    But when everyone saw his cultivation, they couldn't help being disappointed, but he was only in the Nascent Soul stage.

    Although this speed is already very fast, it is still too slow compared to those Tianjiao who were crazily instilled with cultivation resources by the sect.

    No way, the earth itself is barren and cannot be compared with those big sects, there is no huge resource for Ji Wufeng at all.

    His talent is very strong, but he has no backing, and he is destined to distance himself from those Tianjiao, what a pity!

    However, at this time, the woman in black appeared on the fair again, and said with a smile, "Who is the winner in the duel between the two great talents? Everyone is welcome to actively bet!"

    Countless people vomited blood in front of the screen. Every time this hateful woman appeared, a lot of people went bankrupt!

    But no one could restrain a gambler's desire, and soon, the bet exceeded 100 million again.

    "Jianping, die!"

    clang!

    The ghost crying in Ji Wufeng's hand came out of its sheath, his body suddenly exploded, and he slashed towards Jianping.

    "Hmph, overthinking one's abilities!"

    Jian Ping snorted coldly in disdain, and with a wave of his palm, a huge sword edge soared into the sky, slashing towards Ji Wufeng.

    clang!

    Boom!

    The blade and the blade collided together, causing a violent explosion, and the energy of the sky raged, destroying everything around and stirring up thousands of dust.

    A figure flew out from the dust and smoke, it was Jian Ping, his face was pale, bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, he had been traumatized.

    After the dust and smoke had settled down, Ji Wufeng stood on the spot with a ghost crying in his hand, with a domineering aura rising from his body, like an invincible God of War!

    "What?"

    The strongmen of Jianzong present and everyone in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

    Damn, what's going on?

    Ji Wufeng's cultivation base is not at the same level as Jianping's, but he actually severely injured Jianping with a single blow.

    Someone said: "He must have used some method or magic weapon?"

    That's right, it must be like this, the collision between the two just now aroused dust and smoke, blocking the line of sight, Ji Wufeng must have taken advantage of that opportunity to strike.

    Ji Wufeng's face was full of disdain, the blade pointed at Jianping and said: "You trash, you are too far behind Jianfeng, you are not qualified to let me take the initiative to challenge."

    The naked disdain angered Jianping, and he said fiercely: "You are courting death!"

    boom!

    Jianping stomped his foot on the ground and waved his palm towards the sky. At that moment, the situation changed.

    I saw the air flow surging above him, rolling up the clouds, and there was a sharp breath in the clouds.

    clang!

    ?Two streams of energy shot out from the clouds and collided with each other, making a piercing sound like gold and stone colliding.

    clang!  clang!  clang!

    There were more and more clashing sounds, and only then did everyone realize that countless energies gushed out from the clouds, but they were as sharp as the blades of swords, densely packed, all over the sky.

    "It's Wan Jian returning to the sect!"

    That's right, it is Jianzong's unique knowledge of ten thousand swords returning to the sect, and non-kendo geniuses can't cultivate it. Back then, Jianfeng and Qingchen were both considered geniuses of Jianzong because they practiced it at a very young age.

    Unexpectedly, Jian Ping has also succeeded in cultivation. Although he is over a hundred years old, he can definitely be called the pride of heaven.

    There are more and more sword qi, surging in the sky, like huge waves, but the huge waves are not water droplets, but the blades that can cut people into pieces and smash them to pieces.

    Ji Wufeng was unmoved, and said contemptuously: "The return of Wanjian to the sect is indeed a masterpiece of the world, but it is a pity that your sword heart is not stable, so you only have the shape, but not the spirit. Although you are flashy, you are not powerful enough.  I scrape."

    The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. They admitted that Ji Wufeng's talent was powerful, but it was too arrogant to underestimate Wan Jian's return to the sect, right?

    Jianping's eyes were full of sternness, and he said fiercely: "In this case, you can go to die, kill!"

    kill!

    I saw him wave his hand, and the sword energy all over the sky immediately swept into a long dragon, cut through the sky, and rushed towards Ji Wufeng at a very high speed.

    clang!

    The next scene made everyone's eyes widen. Ji Wufeng actually stuck the saber in his hand horizontally on the ground, ignited the protective energy all over his body, and stood proudly.

    "Is he planning to carry Wan Jian back to the sect?"

    "Damn it, he's crazy, he's just courting death!"

    "Could it be that he has lost his mind because he saw that the gap between himself and the Tianjiao is getting bigger and bigger?"

    Everyone thinks that Ji Wufeng's behavior is completely courting death. There is no such possibility at all that the Nascent Soul Stage wants to force Wan Jian, who has cultivated in the Out of Body Stage, to return to the sect!

    Jingle!

    A sword qi slashed at Ji Wufeng's body, but there was no scene of blood splattering, but the sound of gold and stone colliding.

    This is not surprising, if Ji Wufeng's protective qi cannot even stop the first sword qi, then it is too weak.

    jingle jingle

    The more and more dense sword energy cut on Ji Wufeng's body, and finally engulfed him completely like a river slanting, making a series of dense collision sounds.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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