The old sword god, the strongest man in the eight wildernesses.

But at the moment when the giant formless object fell, he completely forgot his own existence.

He didn't dodge or evade, nor did he show any defensive attitude.

He just looked up and saw the tip of the formless sword getting closer and closer to him.

Ning Fan also experienced this feeling when he first faced the Old Sword God.

It was like being trapped in the opponent's territory, and everything became uncontrollable.

Including myself.

It can be imagined that once this Wuxiang sword falls into the hands of the old sword god, whether he can survive is no longer a concern.

But is there any chance to leave some traces of the old sword god's existence?

However, just as the Wu Xiang was about to fall on the old Sword God's forehead, the sword's tip...

Offset.

Boom!!!!!!!

With a loud bang, Wuxiang pierced into the top of Wujian Mountain.

People on the mountain may only feel an invisible sense of oppression.

But the people at the foot of the mountain could clearly see that Wujian Mountain...

One third was cut off.

A small part of the mountain broke away from the main body and slid down.

Even Duan Weijun and others who were far ahead of Wandao Ridge could feel the ground shaking beneath their feet.

Everyone stared at this scene in amazement, and even their breathing became rapid unconsciously.

"This damn chief...isn't he too fierce?"

Lao Cui swallowed hard and turned his head to look at Duan Weijun, who also had his mouth wide open.

After holding it in for a long time, he finally managed to utter, "No, even though the General is so awesome, he can't take down the Peak City?"

In Lao Cui's opinion, if that Diancheng were to show off, wouldn't it be enough for the chief commander to just go over and strike him with a sword?

The mountain was fucking split in half!

And there is also a powerful man from the Eight Desolations above!

Duan Weijun stared at the mountain intently and did not respond to Lao Cui's words.

On Wujian Mountain, the huge aftermath still lingers.

Xiang Shan has used all his strength to protect the sword boy beside him.

But even so, the residual power that spread out was still like a flying knife, cutting several wounds on his body.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the first thing he did was to run towards the top of the mountain.

The original stone steps were already in disrepair, leaving only an upward path formed by broken walls and tiles.

When Xiang Shan finally ran to the top of the mountain, he was stunned.

The old Sword God fell to the ground. There was a huge wound from his shoulder blade to his waist, and blood kept gushing out.

However, his eyes were still clear, without a trace of turbidity, which made Xiang Shan realize that the old sword god's life was at least safe.

After being hit by such a sword, the old sword god is still alive?

Although he didn't believe it, it was definitely great news for Xiang Shan.

What surprised him was that Ning Fan had already fallen to the ground.

His breathing was weak and there was a shocking wound on his chest.

It seems that Ning Fan is much worse off than the old Sword God.

Xiang Shan didn't understand. It was Ning Fan who had used the sword just now, so why did it look like...

It seems like the teacher won?

"teacher……"

Xiang Shan did not worry too much about it, but went straight to ask about the old sword god's situation.

At the same time, the sword boy also stumbled up.

Even though Xiang Shan had protected him just now, it didn't mean that he could survive the aftermath of the sword safely.

Moreover, after he confirmed that the old Sword God was still alive, he did not show concern like Xiang Shan, but looked at Ning Fan.

Then he drew his sword.

There are many things he doesn't understand.

But he understood that it was Ning Fan who injured the old Sword God.

so……

"Sword boy! What are you going to do?!"

The moment the sword boy's sword fell towards Ning Fan's heart, the old sword god also noticed the situation here.

This sound, with its tyrannical power, knocked the sword boy over.

But even so, the old sword god's obstruction was still a little too slow.

The sword had already pierced in.

Fortunately, the old sword god stopped him in time, and the sword only penetrated half an inch.

But even so, a large amount of blood still gushed out from Ning Fan's chest.

The sword boy flew a long way, and when he stood up, there was still obvious resentment in his eyes.

"Sir, he hurt you!"

The sword boy shouted confidently, "I will avenge you!"

The old Sword God struggled to stand up, while Xiang Shan supported him with all his strength.

The two of them slowly walked to Ning Fan's side.

"You know, he just hurt me."

The old sword god's eyes were clearly filled with anger: "Instead of killing me!"

Xiang Shan understood one thing from his words.

That is, the old Sword God is still alive, not because he held on, but because Ning Fan showed mercy.

This instantly made him feel more grateful to Ning Fan.

Just as Ning Fan had told him before, there was no hatred between the two sides.

Just a discussion, no need to risk your life.

"Xiang Shan, check on him."

The old Sword God did not continue to teach the sword boy, but instead instructed Xiang Shan: "No matter how much it costs, he must not be harmed."

Ning Fan let the old Sword God go.

To the old Sword God, I owe him my life.

He clearly remembered that if Wuxiang had not moved away at the last moment, he would have been killed.

"clear."

Xiang Shan squatted down and observed Ning Fan's condition with a serious expression.

At the same time, Duan Weijun recalled what Luo Xiu had just said.

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