After receiving the news of Jian Wushuang's death, it was not only the senior officials of Dragon Palace who were furious, but also Jian Wushuang's brothers.
Jian Wushuang lives in a room in the manor.
Bang!
As soon as Wang Yuan slapped the table, his spiritual power burst out, causing the entire table to burst into pieces, and a wave of air swept around him wildly.
"The third child!"
"The third child is actually dead?"
Wang Yuan's fat body was trembling slightly, and his somewhat funny-looking face had become ferocious, and his eyes were shining with extremely terrifying anger.
"Danjiu!" Wang Yuan shouted fiercely.
Whoosh! A purple-robed figure suddenly appeared in the room, standing respectfully in front of Wang Yuan.
This purple-robed figure is obviously not from the Dragon Palace, but he has been staying in the Dragon Palace, and the top powerful people in the Dragon Palace have no idea.
"Young Master." The purple-robed figure Dan Jiu shouted.
"Blood Feather Tower, the number one killer organization in the Tianzong Dynasty, I want it to... disappear completely. Is there any problem?" Wang Yuan looked at Dan Jiu, his eyes extremely cold.
"Blood Feather Tower?" Dan Jiu frowned slightly, "Young Master, this Tianzong Dynasty is not our base."
"I don't care about this, I just ask you, can you do it?" Wang Yuan shouted in a low voice.
"Yes!" Danjiu nodded decisively.
"Then do as I say." Wang Yuan shouted angrily again.
"Yes." Dan Jiu left immediately.
"Blood Feather Tower...the third child!" Wang Yuan clasped his hands tightly, but fell silent the next moment.
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In the inner hall of a Golden Dragon Branch Hall in Tiannan Province.
"The third child is actually dead? He was chased by the people from the Blood Feather Tower and jumped into the bottomless abyss?" Yang Zaixuan, an indifferent young man wearing a blood-colored robe and carrying a blood-colored sword on his back, felt a terrible feeling as soon as he received the news.
The killing intent soared into the sky.
"Bring me all the information about the Blood Feather Tower." Yang Zaixuan shouted in a low voice.
"Yes." The person in charge of this Golden Dragon branch immediately accepted the order.
"Blood Feather Tower." Yang Zaixuan's eyes revealed an endless cold light, "From today on, I have only one training goal!"
"Kill all the killers in the Blood Feather Tower!"
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In a secret room.
Su Rou, a girl in black, had a cold breath, and a piece of golden paper appeared in her hand. Driven by spiritual power, the golden paper immediately burned. After the paper burned, a hazy figure suddenly and slowly rose up in the void in front of Su Rou.
"Sir." Su Rou's voice was low, but filled with awe.
"Xiao Rou, what happened?" The hazy figure made a gentle voice.
"Sir, one of my brothers is dead." Su Ju said.
"Oh? Tell me?" the hazy figure asked.
Su Rou immediately briefly narrated what happened.
After finishing speaking.
"Do you want to avenge your brother?" the hazy figure asked.
"Yes." Su Rou nodded slightly.
"You have a gentle temper, but now you have thoughts of killing. It seems that your brother has a high status in your heart." The hazy figure smiled slightly, and then said: "I will have a personal guard under my command come over to listen to your orders.
From now on, they will stay with you to protect you."
"Thank you, sir." Su Rou said gratefully.
The hazy figure smiled slightly, then turned into smoke and disappeared completely.
Dragon Palace's revenge against the Blood Feather Tower was launched very quickly, fast and ruthlessly, without giving the Blood Feather Tower any chance to breathe.
While the Blood Feather Tower tried its best to resist the Dragon Palace, it suddenly discovered that in addition to the Dragon Palace, there were two other terrifying forces, and they also began to launch a terrifying offensive against the Blood Feather Tower.
For a time, the number one killer organization in the Tianzong Dynasty, the Blood Feather Tower, was on the verge of collapse.
And all of this stems from one person... Jian Wushuang.
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Just as the entire Tianzong Dynasty was shaken by Jian Wushuang, the bottom of the bottomless abyss was reached.
The platform was completely paved with bluestone flooring, and there were several clusters of flames burning around it.
Jian Wushuang was lying on the platform at this moment. Even though all his internal organs were damaged and his bones were broken, there was still a trace of life in him.
His consciousness had already fallen into a blur, and in this blur, he vaguely heard people talking around him.
"Golden elixir Xiaocheng, with such a level, dare to enter the ancestral land?" The person who spoke was obviously a clear female voice.
"Sister, haven't you noticed that this little guy looks very similar to the man who came here a few years ago?" Another voice sounded, but it was a deep and hoarse man's voice.
"Are you talking about Jian Nantian? Humph, Jian Nantian had already reached the top of the Golden Core Perfection when he came here, and his sword awareness was even higher. He even passed the first test directly, but he was much more powerful than this kid.
"
"This boy is not even qualified to take the first test of the Ancestral Land. If it weren't for the fact that his sword soul has been completely awakened, I really want to throw him out now and let him fend for himself.
"The woman said.
"Sister, what do you want now?" the man asked.
"Give him a heart-warming pill, then take him to the Sword Tomb and lock him up for two years. It's up to him whether he lives or dies," the woman said.
"Yes." The man responded.
Then Jian Wushuang noticed that someone came over and lifted him up. When he was lifted, the bones in his body collided, and the severe pain suddenly increased, causing his already blurred consciousness to completely pass out.
When Jian Wushuang regained consciousness again, it was already three days later.
In a desolate and vast open space, Jian Wushuang lay casually facing the sky. His eyes slowly opened, but the void he saw was a dark void without any light.
The fingers moved slightly, slowly lifted up, and then pinched his cheek hard.
Immediately there was a burning pain on my face.
"It will hurt. It seems that he is not dead yet." Jian Wushuang smiled, very brightly.
He knew that for others, the bottomless abyss was a point of inevitable death, but for him, this was not necessarily the case.
When he completed his training mission in Shiwanda Mountain, he received a strange call and came to the edge of the bottomless abyss. At that time, he was full of curiosity about the bottomless abyss, and even guessed that this bottomless abyss was where his aunt once lived.
What I mentioned to him...the ancestral land.
The conversation between the two people he heard before when he was unconscious has already proved this.
Underneath the bottomless abyss is indeed the location of the ancestral land.
The ancestral land will reject all outsiders, but it will not reject him who has awakened the sword soul and possesses the three-kill sword.
"Well, it's strange, my body..." Jian Wushuang moved his body, but he was quite surprised.
He has used all his strength to perform the Secret Soul Seizing Technique before, and he is very aware of the side effects of using the Secret Soul Seizing Technique. What's more, this time he performed the Secret Soul Seizing Technique while seriously injured, and the damage to his body was even greater. Logically speaking, it does not last for ten days.
It took half a month to recover.
But now, during the three days when he was unconscious, the damage to his body had been fully recovered.