"My name is Jian Wushuang. The mission I received is to come forward for you and kill Bingji." Jian Wushuang said directly.
"Oh." He Yun just nodded slightly, obviously a little distracted.
Seeing this, Jian Wushuang's face couldn't help but darken.
He also noticed the loss and despair surrounding the faces of the group of people in front of him.
"These people, seeing that I am just a high-level person, how can they care about me?"
"That's right, the person I want to kill is a high-level god after all. A person from the Lingxiao realm wants to kill a high-level god, but it does seem a bit weird. It's normal not to believe me." Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.
At this moment, a junior god in the crowd glanced at Jian Wushuang, curled his lips, and murmured, "A person in the Lingxiao realm can kill Bingji as easily as he said, a disciple of the ancient sect
, it turns out they are all this kind of thing. Fortunately, I had great hopes for the ancient gate before, but now it seems that the ancient gate is nothing more than that."
Although the voice of this junior god was extremely low, Jian Wushuang still heard it.
Jian Wushuang's eyes immediately turned cold, and an unusually sharp sword intent flashed past him.
Rumble~~In an instant, the entire world seemed to be completely enveloped by this fierce and terrifying sword intent, and the surrounding time and space also completely solidified.
"This is?"
"What a terrifying sword intent!"
"This sword intention is too strong!"
"I once saw a top god who was good at swordsmanship take action, and his sword intent was not so powerful!"
The gods in front of them, who were almost in despair, suddenly raised their heads, with shock in their eyes.
They could all feel the tyranny and terror of this sword intent.
Like the junior god who spoke before, his face was full of shock and fear at this moment. His pupils were wide and round, staring at Jian Wushuang, but he did not dare to move. He was afraid that if he moved, the man in front of him would
The young man, who looked like he was only at the Lingxiao level, immediately killed him.
He had no doubt that the person in front of him had the ability to kill him instantly.
But this person is obviously just from the Lingxiao realm?
Little did he know that Jian Wushuang was indeed only at the Lingxiao realm, but he had condensed the Sword Heart, and after six years of enlightenment at Jianfeng, he had completely stabilized the first level of the Sword Heart. In terms of swordsmanship, he was better than many.
The Eternal Realm of Sword Dao must be strong, and the burst of sword intent alone can indeed easily kill the elementary gods and even the intermediate gods.
"I'm only here to complete the mission. If you don't cooperate, you will bear the consequences yourself." Jian Wushuang's voice became colder.
"Misunderstanding, sir, this is a misunderstanding." He Yun immediately changed his words, and even his tone became humble and respectful.
From the sword intent that Jian Wushuang just burst out, he could see that Jian Wushuang's combat power was far from being as simple as the ordinary Lingxiao realm. At least it was stronger than him, or even much stronger. As for the other gods, at present,
Chu also regained hope.
"Sir, I don't know how to deal with that Bingji?" He Yun asked softly.
"You don't have to worry about this. I have a way to kill him." Jian Wushuang was too lazy to talk nonsense to He Yun.
"Okay." He Yun also nodded immediately, "Then Bingji gave our families a day to prepare the divine crystal. If nothing happens, he will come to the door in person tomorrow. Then I will ask you to take action.
, and beheaded him."
"You don't have to wait until tomorrow, take me to see him today." Jian Wushuang said coldly.
On the way here, he had carefully read the information about the eleven gods he wanted to kill. Among these eleven gods, only Hu Hu, the strongest, was qualified to make him pay attention to one or two. As for the others,
He was absolutely sure to kill those gods.
What's more, he only had two months, and he had to spend a lot of time traveling to find these gods. Time was not enough, so there was no room for him to delay.
"Only today?" He Yun was startled, and after pondering for a while, he nodded heavily, "Okay, sir, please come with me."
With that said, He Yun led Jian Wushuang towards the place where Bingji was.
As for the powerful men from the other major families, they looked at each other and then immediately followed.
Not long after, He Yun brought Jian Wushuang to a majestic attic. This attic was originally the largest shop in Danyang City, but later it was directly occupied by Bingji. Bingji and some powerful gods under his command
They usually gather in this attic.
"Sir, that Bingji is in this attic." He Yun was obviously a little nervous.
"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly. He had already noticed an extremely powerful aura in the attic. Not surprisingly, the owner of that aura was the high-ranking god Bingji.
"He family leader, could it be that you came here today to think clearly, so you came to give the divine crystal to my master?"
A voice with a bit of sneer sounded, and then several figures were seen rushing out from the attic, for a middle-aged man with a bit of evil look on his face. This middle-aged man also had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
With a sinister smile and looking at his aura, he is a mid-level god.
"This man is a strong man who took refuge under Bingji's command. His name is Yuan Qian. Many years ago, he had an enemy with my He family. He was chased by my He family and fled to other cities. Now he is the one who is under Bingji's command.
The strongest among the gods." He Yun said in Jian Wushuang's ear.
"Oh." Jian Wushuang responded lightly. He was just a mid-level god, so he didn't take it to heart.
"Jian Wushuang, a disciple of the ancient sect, was ordered to come and kill Bingji." Jian Wushuang spoke directly, and his voice echoed throughout Danyang City.
"What?"
When Yuan Qian and the gods under Bing Ji heard this, their expressions changed.
"Disciple of the ancient sect?"
Yuan Qian immediately looked towards Jian Wushuang, but when he realized that the aura on Jian Wushuang was only at the Lingxiao level, his expression became strange.
"Haha~~~" Yuan Qian laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. His eyes also had a hint of sarcasm as he stared at Jian Wushuang, "Boy, what did you just say? What did you seem to be saying?
You were ordered to kill my master? Did I hear wrongly?"
"Boy, say what you just said again!"
The gods under Bingji also looked at Jian Wushuang as if they were a fool.
The name of the disciples of the ancient sect is indeed very great, and this status is indeed enough to make them fearful.
But the disciple of the ancient sect in front of him is only in the Lingxiao realm. A Lingxiao realm, the master who threatened to kill them, and Bingji who has reached the level of a high-level god?
Isn't this a joke?
However, Jian Wushuang obviously had no intention of saying it again.
The Young Emperor Sword he carried on his back had already appeared in his hand, and immediately after, he drew the sword directly.