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Chapter 341

Words:2879Update:22/06/21 11:52:34

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The Jiang Clan Patriarch looked at Mo Wen coldly. The aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger. It was also mixed with a terrifying Qi of Sword. He was like a porcupine that no one could touch.

All along, the Ming Jiang Sword had been his secret. He rarely used it. He would only use it when he met an opponent he couldn't handle and had to kill.

The two people who had seen this sword before had both died at his hands. Now, Mo Wen would be no exception.

This youth was too terrifying. If he wasn't eliminated, he would be the Jiang Clan's nightmare. The entire Jiang Clan would most likely fall into his hands.

So, today, Mo Wen had to die. Even if he had to die with him, he had to kill the youth here.

"That sword is not simple."

Jun Wulei, who was on a mountain peak in the distance, spoke with a slightly grave expression. Although his cultivation was above that of the Jiang Clan's Patriarch, if the Jiang Clan's Patriarch were to hold that sword, it would pose a great threat to him.

He had seen this type of weapon in the Huatian Palace. However, even in the Huatian Palace, this type of weapon was very rare. He didn't expect the Jiang Clan to have one.

"It should have something to do with that mysterious forbidden land."

Demoness Gong frowned slightly. She didn't know why, but she immediately thought of a forbidden land. It was because she had seen something similar in that forbidden land. Also, she seemed to be familiar with it. However, she couldn't recall it.

She subconsciously touched the space between her eyebrows. Before leaving the Underground Palace, that strange Black Jade Throne seemed to have burrowed into her body. She had always been confused about where exactly that thing was hidden in her body. She couldn't find it at all.

Perhaps that mysterious long sword was the same type of item as the Black Jade Throne that she had. The Dafang Sect had guarded the forbidden land for hundreds of years. It was not strange for them to obtain some mysterious items.

"Are you going to attack?"

Jun Wulei glanced at Demoness Gong. The Jiang Clan Patriarch had that long sword, so Mo Wen was most likely no longer a match for him. Now, only the two of them could attack. Now, only the two of them would be able to suppress the old man.

"Wait a moment. I believe in him."

Demoness Gong shook her head. She didn't know why, but she had a deep confidence in Mo Wen. As for where this confidence came from, she also didn't know.

If Mo Wen could handle it, she would try not to attack. After all, that was a man's matter. It wasn't good for a woman like her to be in the limelight. Furthermore, her identity was sensitive. Moreover, there were so many ancient martial art practitioners gathered here. If others found out about the relationship between Mo Wen and her, it would be very disadvantageous to Mo Wen.

"Then let's wait a little longer."

Jun Wulei rolled his eyes. He really didn't understand where the Demoness of White Palace's confidence in Mo Wen came from. Even he might not be able to defeat the old man, and she was counting on Mo Wen to defeat him? Unless a miracle happened.



"Not a bad sword!"

Mo Wen was still indifferent and calm. It was as if he had not seen the terrifying long sword at all. He stood there, unmoving like a mountain.

"Kill!"

The Great Ancestor of the Jiang family let out a low growl and leaped into the air. The longsword in his hand released millions of beams of light. In an instant, the entire square was flooded.

What he had displayed was the Dafang Sect's Square Sword Technique. However, at that moment, when he displayed it with the Ming Jiang Sword in his hand, the sky changed color and the surrounding light dimmed. A light breeze blew past and all the trees around the square were turned into dust by the breeze.

The essence of the Four-sided Sword Technique lay in the fact that it could kill in all directions. It was an attack that could not be avoided. No matter where he was, he was surrounded by Sword Qi.

Mo Wen stood in the center of the square. He felt that the entire world was like a meat grinder. The omnipresent Sword Qi was wreaking havoc and slowly pressing down. It was as if the world was going to be destroyed. There was nowhere to hide.

On the ground, the corpses that had died from the aftermath of the battle were instantly turned into dust by the Sword Qi that filled the sky. The dense Sword Qi directly cut their corpses into the smallest particles. When the wind blew, they disappeared on the ground, as if they had been weathered.

Mo Wen's expression turned solemn. Facing such a frightening attack, he did not dare to be careless.

A golden black Yin Yang Swirl slowly appeared in front of him, wrapping him in the center. It became bigger and bigger, like a tornado. It soared into the sky and covered a large area in an instant.

The Sword Qi that filled the heavens and the earth were all sucked into the Yin Yang Swirl. Streaks of sharp Sword Qi frantically entered the swirl. The black and gold swirl was like a bottomless pit, swallowing the Sword Qi in large gulps.

However, the omnipresent Sword Qi was extremely frightening. As it swallowed more and more Sword Qi, the huge swirl began to become more and more unstable. It could collapse at any time.

The Jiang Clan's patriarch coldly snorted. His silhouette rushed up and slashed out with his sword. A terrifying Sword Qi appeared and directly split the huge Yin Yang Swirl apart. Suddenly, the Sword Qi scattered in all directions. A gale swept through the entire world.

Mo Wen did not back down. The golden light on his body became brighter and brighter. His golden body seemed to be sparkling.

He turned into a streak of golden light and rushed up against the storm. A formless ripple surrounded his body, dissipating all the Sword Qi and Qi waves. The power of the Heaven and Earth Great Shift was fully displayed. There was basically no attack that could easily get close to him.

However, although his defense was shocking, the Jiang Clan's patriarch's attack was even more ferocious. In an instant, he passed through the storm and appeared above Mo Wen's head. With a slash of his sword, the Sword Qi was astonishing.

"Tai Yin Claw."

Mo Wen casually grabbed. A huge black claw appeared in the sky. Instantly, a cold air whistled. It was so cold that it made people shiver.

The huge claw grabbed the Sword Qi that was coming down from above. However, in an instant, the terrifying Sword Qi shattered the Tai Yin Claw and continued to slash downwards.

The Tai Yin Claw that was unleashed using the Nine Yin Divine Technique was incredible. However, it could not block the sword. The Jiang Clan's patriarch wielded the Ming Jiang Sword, which increased his attack power by a few times. It was practically equivalent to half a Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner.

However, after the sword shattered the Tai Yin Claw, the Sword Qi immediately became much dimmer.

Mo Wen casually clapped. In an instant, countless illusionary hand shadows appeared in the sky. The hand shadows were in different postures, but every one of them was very delicate. They were like the most perfect artwork in the world.

The hand shadows surrounded the Sword Qi and rotated slightly. The Sword Qi immediately disintegrated inch by inch. It was as if it had been directly disintegrated by the illusionary hand shadows. It turned into specks of light and disappeared in the air.

The might of the Heavenly Hand was on full display at this moment. Although the attack power of this martial art wasn't very strong, it was most proficient in breaking through force with ingenuity. It could often play a big role in dealing with some martial arts with terrifying attack power.

"No matter how powerful you are, I will definitely kill you today."

The Jiang Clan's patriarch was secretly shocked. Such a terrifying sword had been easily disintegrated by the youth. Every martial art that he had displayed was very shocking and powerful. They were almost all rare martial arts that were rarely seen in the world.

His Cultivation was originally higher than Mo Wen's by a whole level. Now that he had brought out the Ming Jiang Sword, he still could not do anything to him within a short period of time.

How could a youth have so many rare martial arts? Just whose inheritance did he obtain? The martial arts that he had displayed were not the martial arts of the Wang Clan.

It was already very impressive for the ten big sects of the ancient martial arts world to have an Absolute Rank martial arts inheritance. Many of the big sects did not have an Absolute Rank martial arts inheritance, so it was impossible for them to have so many.

The Jiang Clan's patriarch was getting more and more frightened. After this battle, he had developed a feeling of fear. If he could not kill Mo Wen today, the Jiang Clan would certainly be destroyed in the future.

The Jiang Clan's patriarch was determined. He did not care about anything else, desperately activating the power of the Ming Jiang Sword. He did not care even if he was severely injured because of it.

Beams of terrifying sword Qi poured down, almost suppressing Mo Wen to the ground. He could only barely defend himself.

With the Ming Jiang Sword in his hand, the Jiang Clan's patriarch's combat power was very shocking. He had been suppressing Mo Wen all along.

It had to be said that with his own ability, Mo Wen was indeed no match for the Jiang Clan's patriarch with the Ming Jiang Sword. He had used all of his martial arts and unleashed his techniques to their limits, but he could only barely protect himself.

If this went on for a long time, he would definitely be defeated by the Jiang Clan's patriarch.

In just a moment, many small sword marks had appeared on Mo Wen's body. The Ming Jiang Sword was too sharp. Even his copper skin and iron bones, as well as his amazing defense, Indestructible Body of Vajrapani, could not withstand it.

"Die, little bastard."

The Jiang Clan's patriarch's face was also a little pale. This little demon had actually withstood the attack of the Ming Jiang Sword for so long. It was simply terrifying! If not for the Ming Jiang Sword, he most likely would not be a match for him.

"Kill me? Just because you have a sword? "

Mo Wen's expression was very calm from beginning to end. His eyes were terrifyingly calm. Even though he was in the sea of terrifying sword Qi, it did not affect his state of mind at all. No matter how murderous the heavens and earth were, he would not budge.

Mo Wen's state of mind and boldness caused the spectators to secretly admire him. The pressure of the terrifying sword Qi had almost caused them to retreat again and again. Being in the middle of a battle, a youth could still face it calmly. As expected, his style was exceptional. He was a peerless hero.

"A divine sword is enough to kill you." The Jiang Clan's patriarch looked at Mo Wen coldly. The Ming Jiang Sword was a divine item. If they continued to fight, this youth would definitely die under his sword, nursing a grievance in the Dafang Sect.

"What a joke!"

Mo Wen's lips curled up mockingly. You have a divine sword in your hand, but do you think I don't?

Previously, he had clashed head-on with the Jiang Clan's patriarch's Ming Jiang Sword only because his cultivation had just broken through. He was looking for a strong opponent to hone his martial arts and see what level his current ability had reached.

Mo Wen's hand slowly pressed on his waist. The next moment, seven crimson rays of light shot up into the sky. They spiraled agilely in the air like Qi balls of fire spirits!

"What is that?"

In the distance, Jun Wulei, who was standing on the peak of the mountain, was shocked. He looked at the seven balls of fire dancing in the air in disbelief.

The Sacred Flame Insignia! How could it be? He simply could not believe his eyes. It was like a dream. The Ming Cult's supreme sacred item — the Sacred Flame Insignia! How could it possibly appear on Mo Wen?

Jun Wulei might not be able to recognize a person who had practiced the Nine Yang Divine Technique and did not understand the Ming Cult's ultimate divine technique, but how could he not recognize the Sacred Flame Insignia? It was a totem that the Gao Clan's descendants had to memorize since they were young. (To be continued.)

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