Seeing that Jian Wushuang knew about the Ice Fire God Palace, Su Nan and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zhuo Peng is now cultivating in the Ice Fire God Palace and has made great progress. He has also mentioned you many times, Senior Brother Wushuang. Unfortunately, his cultivation level is not low enough, so he didn't come to Saint's Tomb this time," said Su Nan.
"Hmm." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly and immediately took out an Interspatial Ring with a wave of his hand. "There are many Purple Amulets in this Interspatial Ring that I obtained in half a day. I'll give them to you now. I hope you can take care of my second brother in the Ice Fire God Palace."
Su Nan took the Interspatial Ring and briefly browsed through it. His face was immediately filled with surprise, but he still said, "Senior Brother Wushuang, don't worry. As his senior brothers, we will definitely do our best to help Zhuo Peng grow."
"Thank you for your trouble."
Jian Wushuang said and then turned to leave.
Looking at Jian Wushuang's back as he left, Su Nan and the others were extremely excited.
"I knew it. We can get a lot of benefits as long as we meet Senior Brother Wushuang now. Sure enough," said Su Nan with a smile.
Jian Wushuang had killed so many geniuses in less than half a day. How many resources and treasures had he obtained?
The number of Purple Amulets he obtained was uncountable. Those resources and treasures aside, it was useless for Jian Wushuang to have too many Purple Amulets. Now that he had met the people from the Ice Fire God Palace, Jian Wushuang gave them a lot of Purple Amulets just because his second brother, Zhuo Peng, was a disciple of the Ice Fire God Palace.
"Senior Brother Su Nan, you're so smart. However, it shouldn't be a problem for us to accept benefits from Jian Wushuang in front of so many sect disciples, right?" asked an Ice Fire God Palace disciple.
"It was Jian Wushuang who killed those sect disciples, not us. Why are they looking for trouble with us? Don't bother with them. Let's go." Su Nan quickly left with a few Ice Fire God Palace disciples. The surrounding sect geniuses did not pay them any attention.
In the void, Jian Wushuang skimmed forward for a while. When he passed by a desolate hill, Jian Wushuang simply stopped.
He sat cross-legged on the hill, and even his eyes were slowly closing.
"He's stopped."
The many sect genius disciples who followed Jian Wushuang also stopped.
"He's finally decided not to escape?"
"Hmph, he's been targeted by so many sects. Even if he wants to escape, where can he escape to? Why don't we find a place to sit down and recover our strength before the final battle? "
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. "" The Great Compassion Sect's people are already on their way. They'll be here soon. "
There were dozens of sects that had arrived near Jian Wushuang. The total number of disciples was definitely more than 200.
Even so, those disciples still did not choose to take action immediately.
It was not that they did not want to take action, but they were not absolutely confident.
After half a day, Jian Wushuang's crazy massacre had indeed frightened them. Too many genius disciples had died, including quite a number of First-Class Divine Demons.
They did not want to continue to die under Jian Wushuang's sword.
Therefore, without absolute confidence, they dared not act rashly.
"Let's wait."
Although those sect genius disciples were extremely greedy for Jian Wushuang's position token and Jian Wushuang's head, they could only be patient and wait for the Great Compassion Sect's disciples to arrive.
At the same time, Jian Wushuang was also waiting quietly.
The wait did not last long. From the distant void, more than 20 figures burst out at an astonishing speed.
"The Great Compassion Sect's people are here!"
Those sects' disciples who had been waiting for a long time had their eyes lit up.
In the blink of an eye, more than 20 figures appeared in front of the hill where Jian Wushuang was. One figure after another appeared, led by the young man in purple armor, Long Zishan. Beside Long Zishan, there was a beautiful woman in a white robe with a hint of coldness and elegance.
That beautiful woman was the Great Compassion Sect's remaining Twelve Minor Kings, Yu Aoqing!
Yu Aoqing, as her name suggested, was an extremely cold and arrogant person.
"Jian Wushuang!"
As soon as Long Zishan appeared, his eyes, which were as sharp as a blade, shot toward Jian Wushuang, who was on the hill.
"Is he Jian Wushuang?" Yu Aoqing was also looking at Jian Wushuang, but both her eyes and expression were extremely cold.
As for the other disciples of the Great Compassion Sect, they were all gnashing their teeth with monstrous anger.
The Great Compassion Sect had always been arrogant. As the disciples of the Great Compassion Sect, they were used to being superior when facing the disciples of other sects.
When the disciples of other sects faced them, they could only back down. However, this time, the Great Compassion Sect suffered a great loss in the hands of Jian Wushuang.
Not only were several core disciples killed by Jian Wushuang, but most importantly, Pang Tao was also killed by Jian Wushuang.
This was not only a provocation to the Great Compassion Sect, but also a humiliation to the disciples of the Great Compassion Sect.
This humiliation could only be completely washed away by cutting Jian Wushuang into pieces.
When the disciples of the Great Compassion Sect arrived, Jian Wushuang who was sitting cross-legged on the hill slowly opened his eyes.
"You're finally here? You guys are really slow, "Jian Wushuang smiled without the slightest hint of nervousness. Instead, there was a hint of mockery in his voice.
"Jian Wushuang, I really admire you. You offended all the sects and were chased by the geniuses of all the sects like a rat crossing the street. Now that you're surrounded by the disciples of all the sects, you're like a turtle in a jar, but you can still smile?" Long Zishan stared at Jian Wushuang.
"A rat crossing the street? This description is not appropriate. After all, have you ever seen a cat being slaughtered by a rat crossing the street? As for being a turtle in a jar, that's not entirely true, "Jian Wushuang smiled faintly." At least, the few of you are not qualified. "
"Is that so?" Long Zishan's eyes were extremely cold. "Jian Wushuang, I admit that I underestimated you before, which led to Junior Brother Pang Tao's death. But now, do you think you'll have another chance?"
"Junior Sister Aoqing, let's attack together," Long Zishan whispered.
"Attack together?" Yu Aoqing, who was beside them, was surprised.
Both of them were among the Twelve Minor Kings. One of them was ranked third while the other was ranked eighth. Both of them were true geniuses and had considerable pride in their hearts.
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