Looking nervously at the dissipated dust.

I don’t know how long it took, but the dust gradually fell on the ground, and two blurred figures gradually fell into the eyes of everyone.

Where the two stood, there was a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters. The figures of the two stood in two sections of the deep pit.

Ye Xiu looked down at the blood hole in his abdomen that was completely pierced, then looked at the blade in his chest that was broken by the sword energy, and then looked up at Dugu Jian opposite him.

Dugu Jian held the sword in one hand and pointed the tip of the sword directly on the ground. However, he did not look at himself, but just looked at his left shoulder, where there was also a deep bone-visible scar.

But Dugu Jian was not angry because of the sword wound on his body. He still had that faint smile on his face, as if he was very relieved.

"Ye Xiu, you are really strong. You can understand such pure sword intent at such an age. It is not unfair that my father died in your hands..." Dugu Jian turned his head and looked at Ye Xiu, laughing.

"No need to thank you, I will send you to see your father for free!" Ye Xiu looked at Dugu Jian and said coldly.

"Hehe, young, confident, full of vitality, you are very good, really!" Dugu Jian didn't care about Ye Xiu's curse at all, and said with a chuckling.

Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows.

"With your talent, maybe it's enough to stand at the peak of martial arts in less than ten years. It's a pity that you never have that chance again!" Dugu Jian laughed.

The moment he finished speaking, an extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out. His clothes were windless, and a terrifying sword intent burst out from his body. The iron sword in his hand made a "buzzing" sound.

Ye Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank.

"I really want to thank you for your last flaw for being short of me. As a gift, I will send you on my way with the strongest sword in my life!" Dugu Jian laughed and slowly raised the iron sword in his hand, pointing directly at Ye Xiu.

A mysterious and domineering aura erupted from Dugu Jian's body.

The whole world changes color.

The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around him seemed to come alive and began to rush towards Dugu Jian frantically, but did not rush into his body, but to the seemingly ordinary iron sword.

Sect Realm!

In just a moment, Dugu Jian stepped into the sect realm that many warriors dream of.

His aura was rising, and a terrible aura enveloped the entire world.

"Your father is finished!" A few hundred meters away, Mu Hanxing said lightly with his expression.

Dugu Jian, the only remaining man in the Dugu family, and this man who carries the deep hatred of the Dugu family, has always put the hatred aside, but instead uses the enemy's sword intent to temper his sword skills.

Finally, I finally entered the mysterious sect realm.

This is definitely not an ordinary sect realm. It is absolutely impossible for such a long distance to bring such great pressure to Mu Hanxing. In his vision, Dugu Jian is no longer a person, but a sword, a peerless evil sword that seems to poke a hole in the sky.

Dugu Jian's entire spirit reached its peak at this moment.

Mu Hanxing even had a feeling that if Dugu Jian wanted to kill him, he would not need to take action at all. Just one look was enough to kill him.

This is the strength of the sect realm.

Ye Xiu is dead!

No suspense!

The others were all dry and looked ahead.

Liu Anze and her parents felt that their hearts were pressed down by mountains, and they were even more difficult to breathe. They wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

Even the little boy was flushed by this solemn aura and breathed rapidly, but he still roared stubbornly: "No, my father will not die, he will never die!"
Chapter completed!