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"Jing Yunxiao, I had originally wanted to let you live for another second, but I didn't think that you would be so anxious to die. I hope you can still scold us when we get to the gates of hell. "

Fan Jian was furious.

Originally, he wanted to be smug in front of Jing Yunxiao and the other disciples, but he never thought that he would be scolded by Jing Yunxiao in such a way.

He wouldn't be able to swallow his anger no matter how hard he tried.

"Everyone, listen. Let's attack together and capture this cunning brat. This time, we can't let him escape."

Fan Jian ordered.

"Yes, senior brother."

The remaining nine people all accepted the order, and then pressed closer towards Jing Yunxiao step by step.

Jing Yunxiao frowned.

At this very moment, Bing Ling was no longer there to protect him. Just Fan Jian alone was not someone that she could take care of, let alone the other nine people whose martial skills were not low.

What should he do?

There was no other way.

"Nine Layered Waves Palm."

"Wind and Thunder combined attack."

"point finger, Heaven and Earth Point Sword."

Jing Yunxiao could only fight with all his might.

Without holding back in the slightest, he immediately unleashed all of his powerful moves.

Now, anyone who had a shred of hope would strive for it with all their might.

If one did not despair in a desperate situation, one would obtain the first glimmer of hope.

Boom! Boom!

Several attacks flew in all directions.

Everywhere it passed, smoke and dust billowed and it was an extremely chaotic scene.

"Bang bang."

However, these disciples of the Dark Feather Palace were not ordinary people.

Facing Jing Yunxiao's strong killing move, they reacted very quickly.

In the end, other than Jing Yunxiao's Qiankun point sword who slightly injured two of them, the rest were unharmed.

"You're courting death."

It was also at this time that Fan Jian took a good look at the various methods Jing Yunxiao had used, and took the opportunity to feel a slight lack of spirit energy. He suddenly extended out a set of palm prints, and directly smashed it onto the top of Jing Yunxiao's head.

"Not good."

Jing Yunxiao's mind shook, the Nine Serenities Stunning Steps beneath his feet appeared in an instant.

Just as Fan Jian's palm was less than a finger away from Jing Yunxiao's forehead, Jing Yunxiao dodged it at the right time.

However, when he saw Jing Yunxiao dodge, Fan Jian did not feel unsatisfied at all, instead, the wretched smile on his face grew even wider.

"Do you really think that I will directly kill you with this move?"

Fan Jian shouted coldly.

Before he finished speaking, his other hand stretched out towards where Jing Yunxiao was standing. His target was precisely Jing Yunxiao's sword on his back.

"What?"

Jing Yunxiao was shocked.

But at this time, when he had just moved, his center of gravity had not stabilized yet, so how could he have the chance to dodge?

Fan Jian made a grabbing motion in the air, and then, he used his strength.

The Bing Ling Sword on Jing Yunxiao's back was then ruthlessly snatched away.

"Hahahaha, I already knew that with this sword, you could fly in the air, so I told them to pretend to attack just to distract you, then I would take the chance to attack. I didn't think that you'd actually cooperate so much. "

Fan Jian laughed out loud.

From this, it could be seen that this person was extremely fond of others.

However, Jing Yunxiao's face was in stark contrast to his smile that was like the spring breeze.

He was furious and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

Bing Ling's sword, that was no ordinary sword.

To Jing Yunxiao, that would be Bing Ling.

In order to save him, Bing Ling had just passed out and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive.

Jing Yunxiao had already made up his mind to wake his up as soon as possible, but at this critical moment, Fan Jian snatched his away.

At this moment, the raging flames of fury were no longer enough to describe the anger in Jing Yunxiao's heart.

Killing intent.

A monstrous killing intent.

Just like a seed, it had taken root and sprouted in Jing Yunxiao's heart, thriving and growing.

Dragons had reverse scales.

Bing Ling was a piece of reverse scale on Jing Yunxiao's body.

Now that Fan Jian had touched this reverse scale, in the bottom of Jing Yunxiao's heart, he no longer had the qualifications to continue living in this world.

If there was the chance, Jing Yunxiao would definitely let Fan Jian die without a burial ground.

"What is it? Smelly brat, are you really angry? Very angry? Very anxious? Hahahaha, do you want me to return this broken sword to you? There was no door. Unless you use this sword to fly in the air and tell me exactly what it is, and I can consider leaving you with a complete corpse. "

The dimmer Jing Yunxiao's complexion was, the happier he would be.

And the reason why he did not kill Jing Yunxiao immediately, was because he coveted Jing Yunxiao's ability to fly with the Imperial Sword Technique.

As a martial artist, who wouldn't want to control the art of flight?1

However, in order to master this ability, one would usually need an Xuanwu Stage Ranker.

However, Jing Yunxiao was able to control this ability while he was still in the Qi Martial Stage, if Fan Jian was not moved, that would be impossible.

"Tell you?" Do you want me to tell your eighteen generations of ancestors? "

Jing Yunxiao rebuked.

"You refused a toast and refused a forfeit."

Fan Jian's eyes suddenly grew cold, and his entire aura became ice-cold. At this moment, he released the extremely majestic aura of the Spiritual Martial Stage without restraint, and a pressure that was comparable to a mountain pressed heavily on Jing Yunxiao's body, causing him to be unable to breathe for a moment.

"So what if you don't tell me? After I pass this broken sword to the Lord Hallmaster, with his knowledge, he will naturally be able to unravel the mysteries within. As for you, it's best for you to obediently accept your death so that our disciples can go back and take back the five hundred thousand silver. "

Fan Jian's breathing became colder the more he spoke.

All of a sudden, Jing Yunxiao felt that the surrounding air was extremely cold.

Jing Yunxiao glared at him.

Even though the difference in strength was huge and the chances of him surviving were slim, Jing Yunxiao still did not give up.

At this moment, when he activated the Sword Palace in his mind, endless sword Qis continuously spread out from his body.

Even if he were to die, he would die fighting fair and square.

"Sword Qi Storm."

Jing Yunxiao's mind tightened, and from the bottom of his heart, he let out a low roar, and immediately, all of the Sword Qi gathered crazily at his side, including his entire body, as he seemed to be completely merged with the Sword Qi.

"You little rascal, you think you can deal with me with just this little bit of kung fu?" "What wishful thinking."

Seeing Jing Yunxiao take action, not only was Fan Jian fearless, he even started to laugh contemptuously.

However, this was also normal.

Jing Yunxiao's attack might be effective against normal Mortal Realm martial artist, but to Fan Jian, it was nothing more than a piece of cake.

In case there were any problems, Fan Jian did not plan to hold back anymore and wanted to kill Jing Yunxiao immediately.

However, just as he was about to take action, behind Jing Yunxiao, an even more explosive power suddenly soared into the sky, instantly rising up, its power soaring through the clouds, piercing through the heavens.

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