"I'm someone you can't afford to offend!"
Nameless Sword stretched out a palm and grabbed in front of him.
The young master wanted to escape.
However, he felt that his body seemed to be imprisoned, and he couldn't even move his fingers.
He felt cold all over.
The young master had always been high and mighty, and he had always been the one controlling the fate of others.
He had never had his fate controlled by someone else.
The feeling of being an ant was too despairing.
"No, you can't kill me!"
"I'm the young master!"
"My father is the true sect master. My father is a Quasi-emperor. Can you beat him?"
He roared crazily.
Nameless Sword snorted coldly. With a wave of his small hand, he broke all the bones in his body.
The young master fell to the ground like a dead dog.
Nameless Sword directly grabbed his soul.
Collect the soul.
The young master was extremely miserable. His eyes rolled back and he foamed at the mouth.
Soon, Nameless Sword retracted his small hand.
He had obtained Feng Ting's information.
The next moment, he grabbed the young master with one hand and waved his other hand.
He charged directly into the depths of the Ghost King Sect.
With a loud boom, a large hall was split into two halves by him.
Feng Ting's figure appeared inside.
Feng Ting's face was pale, and three black runes appeared on her body, sealing her there.
There was a trace of despair in Feng Ting's eyes.
Even if she had to die together, she wouldn't let the other party get what he wanted.
At this moment, the hall suddenly split open. With a flash of light, a figure rushed in.
Who was it? Was someone here to save her?
Was it someone from the family?
Soon, she denied it. The Feng family definitely wouldn't dare to go against the Ghost King.
She already knew this when her fiancé died.
Therefore, she didn't have much hope.
Who could it be?
Feng Ting thought for a moment and realized that she never knew any powerful senior who would dare to go against the Ghost King.
"Are you okay?" A voice sounded.
Feng Ting was stunned. She turned around and saw Nameless Sword appear in front of her.
Feng Ting exclaimed, then said, "Why are you here?"
"Hurry up and leave. This is not a place you can come to."
Feng Yifan was her adopted son, and he was also her current concern.
He was her only family in this world.
She didn't want anything to happen to Feng Yifan.
But who would have thought that Feng Yifan would be here?
He was afraid that he would end up in a miserable state.
Feng Yifan laughed, "Ghost King Sect? I don't care about it. "
As he spoke, he walked forward.
Feng Ting was dumbfounded. Did he not take the Ghost King Sect seriously?
Is Yifan having a fever and talking nonsense?
In the next moment, Feng Ting's body trembled.
Jian Wuming waved his tiny hand and the three black runes instantly shattered.
Feng Ting was free now. He was no longer sealed.
It was too shocking.
"Yifan, did you do this? When did you gain such power? "
"You couldn't have been possessed by an old monster, right?"
"Yifan, don't scare me." Feng Ting's eyes were red.
However, Nameless Sword said, "I'm still me. Fengting, are you alright?"
Hearing this, Feng Ting heaved a sigh of relief.
The other party didn't like to call her mother, but called her by her name.
Although she corrected him many times, she gave up in the end and let him call her whatever he wanted.
Knowing that Feng Yifan was fine, Feng Ting was still puzzled. How did he gain such power?
Nameless Sword said, "It's a long story. I can't explain it in a short time."
"In short, you know that I'm still me. I haven't changed."
"By the way, they didn't do anything to you, right?"
Feng Ting shook her head slightly, "No, they only sealed me."
"Don't worry, I'll avenge you," said Nameless Sword. "There's no need for the Ghost King Sect to exist."
His words were very domineering.
Feng Ting was in a daze. Even their entire family clan wouldn't dare to make an enemy out of the Ghost King Sect.
However, Jian Wuming seemed to be fearless.
Jian Wuming waved his tiny hand and a stream of sword Qi sank into the ground.
There was a loud rumble and a huge crack began to appear.
The pavilions, halls, training grounds, and alchemy chambers of the Ghost King Sect all shattered.
A destructive aura swept out in all directions with him as the center.
Countless Ghost Warriors wailed and howled. They were in despair and wanted to escape.
However, as soon as they moved, they were torn to pieces by the terrifying sword Qi.
"Father, save me!" The young Ghost King screamed in horror.
He was also pierced through the heart by thousands of swords and was in a miserable state.
However, he didn't die because Jian Wuming didn't want him to die.
"Who dares to behave atrociously in my sect! Do you have a death wish? "
At that moment, an extremely cold voice was heard.
There was also an extremely terrifying law spreading.
There were even fragments of divine fire that were pulsating.
The young Ghost King cheered, "That's great! Father, you've finally come out of seclusion!"
"Father! Kill him! How dare he injure me! "
"He even destroyed our sect! Don't let him off! "
"Those who dare to go against the Ghost King Sect will suffer a fate worse than death!"
"For the next ten thousand years, you will kneel in front of the Ghost King Sect and suffer for the rest of your life!"
A piercing cold voice was heard.
Then, boundless ghost qi spread out in all directions.
Between heaven and earth, black flames kept pulsating.
Feng Ting's face was extremely pale. Was this the Ghost King Sect's sect master?
The legendary Boundary Emperor!
"Not good. Yifan, run. We have to leave quickly."
Jian Wuming laughed. "What's there to be afraid of? He's just a Boundary Emperor. I don't think much of him."
"I can destroy him with a flick of my finger."
Crazy, Yifan has gone crazy! Feng Ting was dumbfounded by the side.
A cold snort came from the void. "Destroy me with a flick of your finger? Young man, you sure talk big! "
"I'll see how you'll destroy me with a flick of your finger!"
The next moment, the boundless ghost qi was torn apart and a middle-aged man with a cold expression walked out.
His figure was thin and his expression was cold.
Every move he made was filled with a biting cold power, as if he could suppress and destroy everything with a raise of his hand.
"You're the Ghost King Sect's sect master?" Jian Wuming stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. He said coldly, "How dare you capture Feng Ting. You're dead meat."
"Now, kneel on the ground and apologize to Feng Ting. I'll give you a quick death."
"Foolish thing, are you challenging me?" The Ghost King Sect's sect master's expression was gloomy.
The young master in the distance said, "Father, kill him. Use the cruelest means."
"Don't worry, I'll make him wish he was dead." The Ghost King Sect's sect master stretched out his palm, which was filled with endless ghost qi.
"Yifan, run. I'll help you stop him." Feng Ting stood out and stood in front of Jian Wuming.
She was unafraid of death.
Jian Wuming felt a warmth in his heart.
He smiled and said, "I've said it before. I don't think much of a Boundary Emperor."
The next moment, a terrifying power erupted from Jian Wuming's body.
A terrifying sword qi swept through the nine heavens.
At this moment, the Ghost King Sect's sect master felt like he was struck by lightning. He was so scared that his face turned pale.
This was the aura of a Great Emperor!
"You're a Great Emperor!"
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