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Chapter 700

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"Great Universe Night, Dark Annihilation!"

Miss Yuan's face turned as pale as a dead person's.

'It's … him?'

The Golden Shirts Association had always been mysterious. Everyone only knew that they were a powerful force. No one even knew who was behind them. Now that he had seen the 'Great Heaven and Earth Night, Dark Annihilation' move, he could finally confirm the identity of the Guild Leader.

This was clearly the Deputy Commander of the Imperial Guards, Hu Hanxie!

Apart from him, who else could practice this move to such an extent, absorbing all light and leaving only darkness?

In other words, the Golden Shirts Association was a spy of the Imperial Family.

They had been hiding for so many years, and now they revealed this without hesitation. In other words, they did not intend to let anyone here return alive!

Miss Yuan's heart pounded, and she was even more puzzled.

The people of the Golden Shirts Association had once stopped her from obtaining the Wisdom Soul Nine Consecutive Rings in Tianjing's Stupa. Did they insist on promoting Prince Yuan?

"Oh no …"

Xuan Yan did not know what the Golden Shirts Association was, nor did he know what the Imperial Family was, but he could feel the killing intent in this person's move.

With this move, Yuan Shan's sword light, which had just turned into a flood dragon, was swallowed up. In the darkness, there was no sound, and it only made people nervous.

That guy … no matter how good his swordsmanship was, he could not withstand this grand and dark move.

In the end, he could not escape …

It was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. Even a good man was afraid of many people.

Xuan Yan closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Master!"

Princess Long exclaimed and turned to look at Shen Zhenyi for help.

Shen Zhenyi shook his head slightly, but his smile did not change.

"Although the world is dark, there is a flood dragon."

"This move uses the power of darkness to wipe out the divine light. It was originally an unreasonable move, but unfortunately, against this move, the Hidden Dragon Is Not Used … it was wrong."

The darkness of the world could blind people's hearts.

But if the heart was like a dragon, how could it be overwhelmed by fear?

The sound of a dragon's roar suddenly rang out!

A pair of crystal clear horns stained with blood cut open the darkness like the edge of a sword!

The assassins of the Golden Shirts Association screamed. Wherever the giant flood dragon passed, not even a blade of grass grew!

The Association Leader of the Golden Shirts stepped forward. There was a faint darkness on his corpse-like face, and his eyes were bright.

— Phew, Han Xie.

The Deputy Commander of the Imperial Palace's Yulin Forest Guards was ordered to secretly establish the Golden Shirt Association and secretly carry out restoration activities.

This time, they wanted every member of the Xuan family dead. This was the Royal Family's move to establish their authority after the death of Prince Yuan. The Golden Shirts Association had mobilized all their forces. Of course, failure was not an option.

This was also the reason why he attacked without hesitation.

However, what he did not expect was that the ultimate move that he had reserved to deal with the Third Young Master Shen could not even deal with a nobody.

No … it wasn't just that.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yuan Shan, who was still standing motionless in the middle of the crowd.

From the moment the Golden Shirts Association started their attack until now, Yuan Shan had not taken a single step back.

He didn't seem to have any intention of retreating.

The Golden Shirt Association's assassins advanced dauntlessly, turning into corpses around him. They left one wound after another on his body, but they couldn't escape being swallowed by the giant flood dragon and dying an unnatural death.

It was the giant flood dragon!

It was no longer the giant python from before!

"That old fox from the Xuan family does have some ability."

He didn't know how he found the big fish, the Third Young Master Shen. That was not all. This nameless swordsman's ability was also beyond Hu Hanxie's expectations.

"However …"

"How much blood do you have left to bleed!"

After missing his move, Hu Hanxie regained his patience.

He could admit that the other party was an expert. In a one-on-one fight, he might not be able to take this person down.

However, he came here today not to spar, not to fight alone.

He had the confidence of the countless experts of the Golden Shirts Association.

What he wanted to end was not only this nameless swordsman, but also the Xuan family boy behind him and the Third Young Master Shen who had not made a move yet.

It was enough.

At all costs!

Without hesitation, he pressed his fingers together and continued to attack with Da Qian Kun Ye.

Yuan Shan could barely stand straight.

His face was covered in blood, and his mind was almost blurred.

The consumption of the giant python's transformation into a flood dragon, the damage of Da Qian Kun Ye, and these Golden Shirt Association assassins who were desperately attacking.

This was already beyond his limit.

If it wasn't for the fact that the python's horns grew at the last moment and he finally transformed into a flood dragon, he would probably have died.

"It can be considered as … repaying the kindness of the old master …"

Yuan Shan smiled bitterly and kept waving his sword.

Chi!

Chi!

Sword light flashed, and sword energy swept across.

This fierce battle became silent and strange.

"It's just a battle of who can't take it first."

Shen Zhenyi was deep in thought.

Cynanchum Chinense couldn't help but be a little moved. "This kid likes to brag, but his ability is really not bad … Master, no matter what, he's still alone. Who knows how many people are on the Golden Shirts' side. Can he hold on?"

She could understand why Shen Zhenyi didn't make a move just now. He did have the intention of nurturing this kid.

Yuan Shan's swordsmanship had been reborn. It was much stronger than before.

In time, he would definitely become a master.

However, if Master didn't make a move, would he still have a chance to live?

"Look."

Shen Zhenyi wasn't in a hurry. He just pointed forward.

Cynanchum Chinense looked up. When she took a closer look, she couldn't help but be stunned.

— — That was a line of blood.

It was parallel to Yuan Shan's body and extended to both sides until it reached the end of the road.

Until now, not a single corpse, a broken limb, or a drop of blood had crossed this line.

Whether it was from the ground or from the air.

It was as if — — this was the Wall of Extinction!

In addition to the flood dragons that were fighting head-on, there were also two of the largest dragons guarding in front of this barrier. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, looking for holes and filling in the gaps!

"So, he still has some strength left?"

Cynanchum Chinense was surprised.

She had really underestimated this Yuan Shan. It seemed that although he was sick, his martial arts were not weak at all.

"Everyone has their own fate."

Shen Zhenyi sighed. "I don't know that Xuan Tianwei, but since he knows Mister Yuan, he has been careful step by step for hundreds of years. In order to leave behind his bloodline, he naturally calculated clearly."

"This Sick Sword Immortal is probably his last killing move."

"Not only does he want to send his direct bloodline back to his hometown, but he also wants those who are harmful to the Xuan family to pay a considerable price."

Before this, Yuan Shan should not have been defeated and would not have died.

Shen Zhenyi sighed softly.

If he calculated too ruthlessly, he was afraid that there would not be good results.

"Hmph …"

As if to accompany his sigh, Yuan Shan grunted and knelt on one knee.

He was stabbed in the leg.

At the same time, in the Xuantian City's Heavenly Prison, an old man with white hair seemed to have sensed something and looked out of the window.

In a square inch area, one could see the stars in the sky.

There seemed to be sadness and reluctance between his brows. There were even traces of tears in his haggard wrinkles.

— — But more than that, there was hostility and anger.

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