But the sword has been drawn, and there is no way to take it back.

"Get down!"

Yue Jiancheng yelled fiercely, a strange phenomenon occurred when the sword came out, the bright moon appeared, and a 'bang' pressed towards Su Xuan.

This is his vision combined with Tianyue Sword Intent. With his sixth-level spiritual master's cultivation, ordinary sword practitioners will die if they touch it! However.

"boom!"

An explosion echoed.

I saw Su Xuan wave his sleeve, the bright moon shattered, and the sword intention collapsed.

Yue Jiancheng felt a heavy hammer hit the back of his head, causing it to fall to the ground.

"No, I hit a brick wall."

His mind was 'buzzing'.

At the critical moment, he only had time to threaten and shout: "My master is Elder Sword Dragon, a ninth-level Great Spirit Master!"

Su Xuan paused and asked, "Then do you know who my master is?"

"who?"

"You don't deserve to know."

"..." Feeling that he had been tricked, Yue Jiancheng raised his head angrily, but felt that his vision was gradually becoming chaotic, and Su Xuan's figure was blurred.

Death is like a tornado, it comes so suddenly... Su Xuan didn't even take a second look, and after a pause, he looked south.

"If my son is like this, I will definitely not be much better, and the whole family will probably be ruined.

Cutting the grass without eradicating the roots is obviously not my style."

Su Xuan whispered and left.

The Great Wall of the South.

Yue Qian and Jian Qiu were sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, their expressions slowly calming down.

It’s just a son who died, he will be reborn.

As long as his precious eldest son is fine, that's fine.

Yue Qian was angry, just angry that someone provoked him.

"Master Yue City, Jian Cheng is becoming more and more famous in Jian Sect. I will rely on your Yue family in the future."

Jianqiu smiled.

"Haha, my son still needs to work hard, Lord Sword City is too polite.

This is inevitable, and our friendship will become deeper and deeper in the future.”

Yue Qian spoke modestly, but couldn't help but smile.

That was his lifelong pride. How could he not be happy if others praised him?

"If my sons were half as good as Jian Cheng, I could rest in peace."

Jianqiu smiled again.

"Young masters are pretty good."

Yue Qian looked even more satisfied.

But the next moment.

Yue Qian's face froze, and he felt that the connection was broken.

He looked uncertain.

at last.

"puff!"

Yue Qian spat out a mouthful of blood and roared with a ferocious face: "Looking for death, who killed my son?"

Jian Qiu was shocked, wondering if the sequelae would be so serious.

He just wanted to say a few words of comfort.

Suddenly.

"I killed him."

A cold voice echoed.

"who?"

Jian Qiu was shocked.

"My name..." "Who cares who you are, come out to me!"

Yue Qian interrupted with an angry roar.

"Come out, how can you hide your head and tail here?"

Jian Qiu also shouted fiercely.

But the next moment, he raised his head with a feeling and looked into the distance into the sky.

There, a figure stood in the sky and said, "Pa-ta."

The tea cup in Jian Qiu's hand fell to the ground, and just like his little heart at the moment, it shattered on the ground.

His face turned pale as he recognized the man.

"court death!"

Yue Qian roared and charged towards him.

His son is dead! His hope in life is gone! At this moment, he is filled with rage, and the powerful strength of the eighth-level spiritual master explodes again and again, directly reaching an unprecedented peak.

"No..." Jianqiu screamed.

But it's too late.

There, Su Xuan pinched the void with his hand, and the sword energy turned into a sword.

"My name is Su Xuan, and the world calls me the Evil Lord..." He whispered coldly.

Cut it out with one sword.

The sky and the earth are brilliant.

The sword light drowned Yue Qian and the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!