Legend of Swordsman

The head is thrown away, but Situ Qingyue’s eyes are still round and unbelievable.

He didn’t know that although Jian Wushuang was only a Golden Core Great accomplishment, the real Battle Strength was terrible. Before that, at Clear Water Stronghold, he also defeated two of the Purple Face Assassin and killed one of them.

He is not Yin-Yang Void Realm, but it is even more terrible than the average Yin-Yang Void Realm. Can this cage be difficult for him?

“Patriarch!”

“Patriarch!”

Surrounded by the Situ Family’s Martial Artist, Situ Qingyue’s head was thrown away, and all of them were shocked, but no one dared to go forward.

And Jian Wushuang turned and appeared in the cage, and the sword opened the pillars of the cage, and Jian Wushuang appeared in front of Ji Wuyue.

“Small.” Jian Wushuang’s voice was a little trembling.

Ji Wuyue sat there all the time, until Jian Wushuang called her, her eyes only slightly shined.

“You are… Wushuang?” The hoarse voice came from the mouth of Ji Wuyue.

“It’s me, it’s me.” Jian Wushuang has nodded again and again, “Small, I will take you away.”

After speaking, Jian Wushuang walked directly to Ji Wuyue and walked outside.

Appeared at the door of the Secret room, the Situ Family’s Martial Artist has blocked the door because there are too many people.

“Block me to die!” Jian Wushuang’s voice was cold, and the terrible Killing Intent swept out.

These Situ Family’s Martial Artists were so frightened that they immediately stepped back and made a way.

Jian Wushuang walked out of the Situ Family with Ji Wuyue and then sat on the Griffin who had been waiting outside, rising to the sky.

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Half a day later, Jian Wushuang returned to the Mountain cave with Ji Wuyue.

In the Mountain Cave, An Ying is still lying on the ground, but because the throat is already hoarse, his crazy screams have subsided, but from his twisted to the extreme face, there is still the madness in the eyes, but Can see how terrible the pain he is suffering.

Jian Wushuang placed Ji Wuyue carefully next to the stone wall and then walked to An Ying.

“Antidote, hand it out.” Jian Wushuang coldly shouted.

An Ying barely looked up, looked at Jian Wushuang, and looked at Ji Wuyue next to him, but he sneered. “Jian Wushuang, now you still want to save her? Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous!”

“This Ji Wuyue’s Ten Thousand Bone Devouring Heart Poison has already reached the limit and can’t live for a few days. Don’t say that I don’t have an antidote at all, even if it is handed over to you, it has no effect.”

“You are too small to see Ten Thousand Bone Devouring Heart Poison, haha”

An Ying smiled happily.

Snapped!

Jian Wushuang is a slap in the face, “Bastard!”

“Wushuang.” The hoarse voice rang from the mouth of Ji Wuyue.

“Little 姨.” Jian Wushuang walked down to Ji Wuyue and kneel down.

“My own situation is clearer than anyone else. It really can’t live for a few days, and no one can save me.” Ji Wuyue said, followed by a smile, “Be able to see you again before you die, It’s enough to see this Old dog An ying.”

“Wushuang, give me a knife.”

“Én?” Jian Wushuang.

“I want to kill this Old dog An ying.” Ji Wuyue’s voice trembled and looked at An Ying’s eyes.

“Good.” Jian Wushuang nodded, immediately took the Blade dagger from the Interspatial Ring and handed it to Ji Wuyue.

Ji Wuyue struggled to bring An Ying’s side and turned An Ying’s body over and let him face up.

“Haha, Ji Wuyue, that Ten Thousand Bone Devouring Heart Poison is not good?” An Ying looked at Ji Wuyue and smiled.

Ji Wuyue did not speak, but slowly stabbed the dagger in his hand, and did not penetrate the key of An Ying, but pierced his thigh.

“Hahaha… Come on, come on, kill me, torture me!”

“What are the tortures I have suffered compared to your years?”

“Ji Wuyue, really sad reminder, obviously a beautiful woman, your beauty in the Ji Clan family is second only to your sister Ji Wumeng, how many Powerhouse have been dreaming of you, but now it is a person People are not ghosts.”

“Sadly, it is sad and embarrassing.”

An Ying snarls wildly, and Ji Wuyue doesn’t speak, just throwing the dagger in his hand into An Ying’s body.

Blade followed by blade… In the blink of an eye, it pierced more than fifty knives.

At this moment, the voice of An Ying has become very weak, and there is only a trace of silk left in her life. At this moment, Ji Wuyue only raised her hand and inserted it into the heart of An Ying.

Immediately An Ying is desperate!

Killing An Ying by hand, Ji Wuyue’s body is very trembling, and her eyes are also a trace of happiness.

Jian Wushuang looked at all this indifferently, and had no mercy on the An Ying, but he was full of guilt and blame for Ji Wuyue.

“Wushuang.” Ji Wuyue suddenly turned around.

“小姨.” Jian Wushuang also looked up.

噗Chi!

Blood spilled and splashed on the face of Jian Wushuang, and Jian Wushuang was completely stunned.

I saw that Ji Wuyue had already inserted the dagger in his hand into his heart.

Blood gushed from the mouth of Ji Wuyue, but Ji Wuyue’s face was smiling. “I have been suffering for so many years, and it’s time to get rid of it.”

“Wushuang ……”

“My Ji Clan family’s bloody revenge, don’t forget, your strength is too weak, don’t go against the head of the Blood Feather House.”

“And, I saw you father, although it was three years ago, but he… is still alive.”

After saying this, Ji Wuyue finally saw Jian Wushuang, and then his body fell slowly.

Jian Wushuang was standing there, and when he was half-sounding, he came back and looked at Ji Wuyue, whose breath had dissipated.

“what!”

A roar, with an unprecedented scary Killing Intent, at this moment Straight into the Highest Heaven!

Rumble ~ Thunder above the void, as if echoing with this roar!

For a long time, everything subsided.

The thunder stopped, and it rained down one day and one night, and it stopped.

On an unnamed hill, Jian Wushuang squatted in front of an unknown tombstone, holding his hands on the tombstone, and then slammed three heads.

“Small, you can go with peace of mind!”

“Ji Clan’s bloody vengeance, I will report.”

Jian Wushuang said that it was very dull, but the determination of the silk and the determination of his heart were unprecedented.

“Blood Feather House… everything is due to Blood Feather House.” The Jian Wushuang complexion is extremely cold.

“But Xiao Yan said yes, my strength is not enough now, not enough!”

“Although it was able to bring some damage to Blood Feather House, it was a long way to completely subvert the Blood Feather House and uproot it.”

“I have to find ways to improve Strength!”

Jian Wushuang has a strong desire for Strength.

Sword Tomb for two years, his Strength has been greatly improved, even the ordinary Purple Face Assassin can kill, but this Strength, the root of the Blood Feather House, but still too much.

“Go back to Dragon Palace first.”

Jian Wushuang When even started.

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Ps: Emotional drama is not very good at it, so it should be as simple as possible. The atmosphere is enough, everyone will forgive me.