"Little b * stard, you're looking for death!"
The Jiang Clan's patriarch was enraged. With a loud roar, he pounced forward once again. However, he was already seriously injured, so he was no match for Mo Wen.
With just one strike of the sword, Mo Wen had chopped off one of his arms. Blood splattered everywhere, and the arm fell to the ground. It was still wriggling, splashing dark green mucus.
Such a disgusting scene made Mo Wen feel disgusted. He casually sent out a beam of fire to burn the Jiang Clan's patriarch's severed arm.
The severe pain of his severed arm caused the Jiang Clan's patriarch to calm down slightly. He was no match for Mo Wen, and if he continued to fight, he would definitely die at his hands.
"Brat, one day, I will skin you alive and grind your bones to dust."
The Jiang Clan's patriarch was filled with hatred. He didn't care about the consequences and flew away. Right now, he didn't care about the Jiang Clan anymore. He just wanted to escape.
The older one lived, the more afraid they were of death. The Jiang Clan's patriarch had lived for more than 200 years, so he was even more afraid of death now that he knew that he might not die and could live longer.
"Kill!"
The Jiang Clan's patriarch wanted to escape. Mo Wen's expression immediately turned cold. He flew up and slashed his sword out fiercely, attempting to block the Jiang Clan's patriarch's path and kill him completely.
However, although the Jiang Clan's patriarch couldn't defeat Mo Wen, he wasn't so weak that Mo Wen couldn't stop him.
After all, the Jiang Clan's patriarch was an ancient martial art practitioner at the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm. How could he be killed so easily?
A shocking Qi of Sword slashed down, blocking Mo Wen for a moment. Then, with a flash, the Jiang Clan's patriarch flew a few hundred meters away, becoming a beam of black light. In a flash, he was ready to escape completely.
However, just as the Jiang Clan's patriarch had flown a few hundred meters away and was about to escape into the mountains, a terrifying black light pillar descended from the sky and enveloped him.
In an instant, the heavens and the earth turned cold. It was as though they had fallen into an ice cave. It was so cold that it made one shiver.
The Jiang Clan's patriarch's body stiffened and was instantly frozen in the air. The terrifying black light pillar enveloped his body, causing his blood to seemingly freeze. His stiff body found it difficult to move.
"Who is it?"
The Great Ancestor of the Jiang Clan cried out in terror. There was actually someone who dared to intercept him and attack him. Just who was it, and what kind of grudge did they have against him?
No one answered him. The Great Ancestor of the Jiang family did not even notice who had suddenly attacked him. However, a huge claw suddenly appeared in the void and grabbed at him viciously.
Puchi!
The Great Ancestor of the Jiang Clan spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was deathly pale, and he felt as if his body had been crushed. All of his internal organs had been severely damaged.
"Golden Core Realm! It was actually a peerless expert of the Golden Elixir realm! How is this possible … "
A hint of terror flashed in his eyes. The cultivation of the person who attacked him was a little too terrifying. He hadn't even seen the person, yet he had actually heavily injured him. Besides a peerless expert in the Golden Elixir realm, who else could do this?
He had never offended such a terrifying person before. Who was it that made things difficult for him?
A whooshing sound could be heard behind him. In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen had caught up to the Jiang Clan Patriarch, who was frozen in mid-air. The terrifying Qi of the Sword slashed the body of the Jiang Clan Patriarch, directly slicing him in half. His corpse was split in half, and it fell into the forest.
"I hate you!"
Before he died, the Jiang Clan Patriarch let out a hysterical roar. His eyes were full of indignation and hatred, and he died with his eyes wide open.
Originally, he had already escaped, but he had encountered a peerless ancient martial art practitioner in the Golden Elixir realm who had blocked his way. Even the heavens had not given him a chance!
Mo Wen looked coldly at the two halves of the corpse that had fallen into the forest. His expression was cold, and he emanated a shocking killing intent. However, deep down, he heaved a sigh of relief. The Jiang Clan Patriarch's cultivation was so shocking. If he had escaped, he would most likely have become a huge threat in the future.
His figure flashed, and he appeared in the forest below. With a casual wave of his hand, a mass of golden flames landed on the corpse of the Jiang Clan Patriarch, directly burning his body to ashes.
At the same time, he waved his hand, and a long sword let out a crisp sound. It became a beam of white light, shooting out from the forest and landing in Mo Wen's hand. It was the Jiang Clan Patriarch's Ming Jiang Sword, which had now become Mo Wen's spoils of war.
Mo Wen knew that if Demoness Gong had not suddenly attacked just now, he most likely would not have been able to stop this old man with such high cultivation. At the same time, he also knew that the woman had not left all along.
He looked at a mountain peak, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He wanted to go over to look for her, but he hesitated.
"The storm has ended. I should go," Demoness Gong said indifferently.
Demoness Gong said indifferently. The next moment, she turned into a shadow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Jun Wulei looked at Demoness Gong with a complicated look. He knew that her departure this time would most likely be disastrous. Whether they would have the chance to meet again in the future was an unknown matter.
"If he could have grown up completely and had the achievements of the Ming Cult Leader, he might have been able to protect you. Why did you have to walk down the path of death alone?"
Jun Wulei sighed softly. The ancient martial arts world was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There were countless strong people. Even if Demoness Gong had the cultivation of the Golden Elixir realm, it was difficult to say whether she could survive.
He looked at Mo Wen and shook his head slightly. Although Mo Wen was a genius and had such amazing achievements at such a young age, and could practice the Nine Yin and Nine Yang at the same time, he had endless potential and his future achievements would be limitless, he had not yet grown up completely, so it was very difficult for him to be independent.
After that, Jun Wulei also left. He did not meet with Mo Wen again. He quietly left Yandang Mountain. Although Mo Wen's background had shocked him, causing him, and even the Gao Clan to have to face a choice …
Now, it was still too early for some things.
"That youngster. He actually killed the Jiang Clan Patriarch. It's too scary! An absolute strong person at the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm actually died just like that! "
The scene of the Jiang Clan Patriarch's death stunned everyone. No one had thought that the final outcome would be like this.
Originally, no one was optimistic about Mo Wen. After all, he was just a youngster. How could he fight with the Jiang Clan Patriarch who had lived for more than a hundred years? He was an absolute strong person at the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm. In the series of the three big Mountain ranges, he was enough to be called the number one strong person.
Even when compared to the top ten sects of the ancient martial arts world, he was not weaker than the strongest person in those sects.
Such a peerless powerhouse had actually died. Moreover, he had died in the hands of an unknown youth!
"It's too scary!"
Ruan Feixia gasped. Although she had always had the reputation of being the number one genius in the series of the three big Mountain ranges and was highly respected wherever she went, she could almost be compared to the top disciples of the top ten sects.
However, compared to Mo Wen, it was like comparing a firefly to the bright moon. They were not on the same level.
Not to mention that Mo Wen would be a threat to the influences of the series of the three big Mountain ranges in the future, even now, he was enough to threaten the other influences.
Who in the series of the three big Mountain ranges could deal with such a scary youngster?
"What a youngster! The series of the three big Mountain ranges might be shaken because of him. "
The graceful and beautiful woman exclaimed in surprise. There were some things that they couldn't stop if they really happened.
On the other side, a group of Taoists stood on top of a huge rock. They were wearing Taoist robes and holding horsetail whisks.
"Sect Leader Senior Brother, I'm afraid that the arrival of such a youngster in the series of the three big Mountain ranges might not be a good thing."
A middle-aged Taoist priest said to an old Taoist priest beside him. There was a solemn look in his eyes. The Jiang Clan's Patriarch had died at the hands of that youngster. He was afraid that the whole Jiang Clan would be in trouble next. Then, the whole Dafang Sect would completely fall into the hands of that youngster.
For many years, although there had been frequent conflicts in the series of the three big Mountain ranges, they had maintained a balance. No one had ever been able to break this balance.
It was precisely because of the existence of this balance that the ancient martial arts influences in the series of the three big Mountain ranges could continue to be passed down for hundreds of years without declining.
This was because, although the influences in the series of the three big Mountain ranges were in a competitive relationship, when they encountered external enemies, they would immediately unite to defend against those who dared to invade the ancient martial arts world in the series of the three big Mountain ranges. With the combined strength of the four big influences, even the ten big sects in the ancient martial arts world could not do anything to them. Hence, they could develop to this day.
However, the series of the three big Mountain ranges could unite to deal with the enemies outside. However, how could they unite the people in the series of the three big Mountain ranges?
That youngster was from the Wang Clan, which was originally a influence in the series of the three big Mountain ranges. Now, it was just a fight within his sect. It had nothing to do with the other three big influences, so they had no excuse to unite to suppress Mo Wen.
"He is indeed a threat."
The old Taoist nodded his head with a grave expression. That youngster was already so amazing now. His future achievements were simply unimaginable. In the past, in the series of the three big Mountain ranges, there had been no existence that could break the balance for hundreds of years. There were strong and weak influences among the various influences, but they were all similar and could keep each other in check.
For hundreds of years, there had been no tigers in the mountains. However, in the future, there would most likely be a king who could completely break the balance.
"Then, what does the Sect Leader mean? Why don't we take advantage of the fact that the youngster has not fully grown and unite with the other two influences …"
The other old man's expression was gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. If they were destined to be annexed in the future, they might as well take the risk now.
"Don't act rashly. Let's take our time to think this through."
The Cangling Taoist Temple's Sect Leader frowned and stopped the other old Taoist's suggestion. That youngster could not be easily provoked. Otherwise, there would definitely be big trouble.
With the youngster's ability, even if the three big influences united, they might not be able to kill him. At most, they could expel the youngster from the series of the three big Mountain ranges. However, that youngster's talent was so terrifying. If he came back in the future, it would be terrifying.
Moreover, at the last moment, someone had blocked the Jiang Clan's Patriarch. That was why the youngster could kill him. The person who had blocked him was definitely an astonishing strong practitioner. He should not be weaker than the Jiang Clan's Patriarch.
That person was obviously related to that youngster from the Wang Clan. Otherwise, he would not have lent a helping hand. Against such terrifying people, even if the experts of the three big influences joined forces, they might not be able to do anything to them.
Now that things had come to this, they could only take it one step at a time. Even if there was a plan, it would be decided after the other three big influences discussed it together. It was not something that the Cangling Taoist Temple could decide alone. (To be continued.)
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