Today, on the 600th birthday of the Sword Lord of Jianshan, there are masters coming to congratulate countless holy families in Dongzhou.

The destruction of Jianshan Mountain's mountain protection formation made Jianshan lose face and almost became a laughing stock in the holy land.

So Jianyun went out directly to take down the perpetrator.

As the third uncle of the sword master, if the old monster does not come out, Jian Yun can indeed be called a saint and ancestor!

Jian Xiaoxian grinned when he heard this. What Jian Yun said was so suitable for his own wishes. This was exactly what he wanted to say.

Buzz!

The sky was trembling, and Jianyun took action.

A black long sword of heaven appeared in the world, pressing towards the sword fairy, which was terrifying.

Chih!

Jian Xiaoxian also raised his hand and pointed forward. A sword light was pure and flawless, like a silver dragon, stabbing forward with force.

Needle-to-be-skinned!

boom!

The two sword lights collided with each other, and a heart-wrenching vibration was heard. The sword energy was vast in the world, blowing in all directions.

The devastating energy spread to the mountains, and countless gullies appeared on the ground, and the mountains collapsed and the ground broke.

puff!

Jian Yun was knocked away directly, and he was spitting blood in the air. He could not catch Jian Xiaoxian's sword.

His sword energy was wiped out by Jian Xiaoxian's sword energy and fell into the world.

The people who came to Jianshan in the distance were shocked. Who is this young man?

He actually destroyed the Third Ancestor of Jian San with one move, and his strength was really terrifying!

Jian Yun fell into the mountains, and his lungs were swelling like a bellows. Blood was spilling out of his eyes. He was as powerful as he could not take Jian Xiaoxian's move, as if he was different from the clouds.

Jian Xiaoxian took a step forward and appeared in front of Jian Yun, looking down at Jian Yun from a high place, saying:

"Did you ever think of this day? Have you ever thought of such an end?"

Jian Yun's face looked ugly, and Jian Xiaoxian looked down at him from a high point, which further increased his sense of humiliation.

He proposed the sword vein of the Swallowing Sword Xiaoxian back then. Although the person who made up his mind to make the decision to implement it was not him, it was also caused directly by him.

"It's really you!"

Jian Yun gritted his teeth and knew that Jian Xiaoxian's sword vein had been taken away, and even Jian Xiaoxian's sister didn't know.

"Hey." Jian Xiaoxian smiled coldly and said, "Of course it's me."

"You, what do you want to do? Your whereabouts have been revealed and offended the head of our invincible holy land, Jianshan family. I think where can you escape?"

"Escape? When did I say I want to run?"

Jian Xiaoxian walked up calmly, raised his finger and said:

"I actually want to go to Jianshan to take revenge!"

This finger was not fast. If it were normal, Jian Yun could dodge it completely. However, he had already been destroyed by Jian Xiaoxian's sword, and he watched the sword pointing to his forehead.

"Ah!" Jian Yun screamed, his eyebrows pierced.

However, the cultivation is so powerful that it is Jianyun's realm. Even if the sea of ​​consciousness is destroyed, it will not die in an instant.

He watched Jian Xiaoxian walk towards Jianshan. It turned out that he had been wrong all the time. Jian Xiaoxian did not want to leave Jianshan, but was preparing to go to Jianshan to take revenge directly!

"Come here!" Jian Xiaoxian raised his hand and came over to a disciple of Jianshan who was inquiring about the news.

"Prepare two coffins!"

"Yes, yes!" Jianshan's disciple was trembling all over. He was scared by the aura that was overflowing from Jian Xiaoxian's intention.

Jian Xiaoxian was also a little surprised to defeat Jian Yun with one move. He knew that he had obtained extraordinary luck in Shijie Mountain.

However, he didn't expect that Jian Yun could not take his move, and he didn't use any force at all, and Jian Yun fell down.

The Holy Land Sword Mountain is in chaos.

The mountain protection formation was destroyed and it was impossible to rebuild it in a short time. The person who went to inquire has returned. He is a man who claims to be a sword fairy.

The sword master is in the position of the sword master Jian Qiubai. He is majestic and majestic, like a reincarnation of a demon god, with black hair, a sharp face like a knife, deep and boundless eyes, and stars are illusioned.

As the Holy Land of Dongzhou, the mountain protection formation was destroyed, and it was a loss of face. No matter who did it, it must not be let go!

"Fellow Daoist Jian, I don't know who Jianshan has offended? If Jianshan can't handle it, I don't mind helping with it."

In the palace, there was a master of holy land who came to celebrate his birthday, and anyone could see that his face was teasing.

It is an incredible shame to be hit by the sword mountain in the holy land of Dongzhou!

"My Jianshan has stood firm in Dongzhou for thousands of years, relying on its invincible strength. It has encountered countless crises of all sizes over the past thousands of years. This is just a small episode for thousands of years. Fellow Taoist no need to bother!" Jian Qiubai, the sword master of Jianshan, smiled slightly, with a strong confidence in his eyes.

His third uncle has gone to kill the enemy, so he will definitely be foolproof!

At this time, riots came from the front mountain.

"Who is making noise?" A strong man in Jianshan shouted loudly, with his dragon-shaped eyes and tiger-like eyes, and he will be powerful without anger.

"Sword Fairy!"

As soon as these three words came out, there were shocks from many palaces inside Jianshan. There were many masters in Jianshan. Many people still remember the name five hundred years ago, the taboo of Jianshan!

"What's the matter?" An old monk stepped forward.

"Send a gift and kill the sword master!"

As soon as these words were thunderous, they were stirring up in Jianshan, and everyone in Jianshan heard them.

In the palace, there was a brief silence, and then there was no uproar. All the guests who came to celebrate their birthday were strong. Who knew that the holy land of Jianshan was a big force in Dongzhou. Even the most powerful Dayan Kingdom in Dongzhou would not dare to provoke Jianshan!

Who is the person who came to send out such a seakou?

In the palace, Jian Qiufeng, the younger brother of Jianshan’s powerful sword master, stood up and decided to go and take a look in person.

What exactly did Uncle San do? A small sword fairy didn’t kill him and even brought him to Jianshan?

Even if Jian Xiaoxian was lucky enough to die, what could he do in just five hundred years?

The other people in the palace naturally took the opportunity to walk out of the palace. They also wanted to see what kind of peerless style the people who came to Jianshan to provoke had.

In front of the mountain, there was a young man standing. The young man was wearing white clothes and looked twenty-four or five years old. He looked very elegant and elegant. His face was amazing. There was a faint flow of light between his eyebrows and eyes, and he was very handsome.

What was even more surprising was that there were two coffins floating in front of him. Today is the birthday of the sword master Jian Qiubai. He actually came to deliver the coffin. He was indeed domineering and peerless in appearance!

"Is it for myself to carry the coffin and come to seek death?" Jianshan Jian Qiufeng laughed and walked forward.

"Wrong, it was prepared for your brother Jian Qiubai." Jian Xiaoxian ignored him and raised his hand to throw out the coffin in his hand.

boom!

Two coffins weighing hundreds of pounds instantly hit Jian Qiufeng like two meteors.
Chapter completed!