When Jia Hongyu saw that He Changsheng ignored him, he glared at him and was about to continue mocking him.
When He Changsheng swung the Qingjun Sword, the sword light turned into a long rainbow and headed straight for Jia Hongyu's vital point.
This is the first move of the Bishui Sword Technique. The moves are simple, but extremely fast, mixed with unmatched sword power, and set off bursts of whistling sounds around.
He Changsheng now just wanted to end the battle quickly. Dealing with a few kittens and puppies was not worth wasting his time.
Seeing this, Jia Wenke was reminiscent of Confucius and Mencius, and tried to stop him immediately, but He Changsheng's sword was too fast.
Everything happened in an instant. Although Jia Wenke was close to Jia Hongyu, he was caught off guard and was still a step slow to react.
He Changsheng's sword was like a swimming dragon, with amazing power and without any drag.
Jia Hongyu was beheaded by a sword, and his head flew dozens of feet and fell heavily to the ground.
As Jia Hongyu's broken body fell heavily, Jia Wenke was filled with anger, but his fear of He Changsheng became even greater.
The other party was able to kill Jia Hongyu right under his nose, not only because of the surprise attack, but more importantly, his strength was definitely above his.
Jia Wenke's face instantly turned ugly, and his heart sank to the bottom.
His nephew was more of a hindrance than an advantage. Thinking of Jia Hongyu's promise to him before, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.
This is the first step into the Spiritual Transformation Realm, the cultivation level is not worth mentioning! ! ? ?
The current situation is very clear. Su Ran has more people and more power, and his cultivation seems to be similar, but he knows his own business... He will definitely not risk his life to fight with the other party.
It won’t be too late to avenge Jia Hongyu when we are fully prepared.
However, Jia Hongyu is not dead yet. Only his physical body is destroyed, but his purple palace is spared.
Jia Wenke swept his spiritual sense over and saw that Jia Hongyu's Nascent Soul was trembling in the Purple Mansion at this moment. Although it looked a lot dimmer, it was fortunately intact.
Next, find a low-level cultivator for Jia Hongyu to possess and still save his life.
Thinking of this, Jia Wenke hurriedly claimed it was a misunderstanding, pointing at Jia Hongyu's broken body and said with deep sorrow: "Fellow Daoist, please wait a minute. It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Let me explain!"
He Changsheng couldn't help but look strange. Oh my god, is he possessed by another acting spirit?
He was very aware of his position and gave in so quickly, but unfortunately, his fate was determined from the moment the other party set foot in the courtyard.
Before he could respond, Jia Wenke, realizing the situation was not good, hurriedly said before He Changsheng could take action: "Daoyou, my foolish nephew is a novice and ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. He offended you and committed an unforgivable crime."
"I came here this time to bring him here to apologize for his crime. Unexpectedly, this fool refused to repent and instead became even more ruthless, even offending fellow Taoist again. Now he has suffered such a fate, which is simply what he deserves. I can't wait to applaud him."
He Changsheng was stunned. This was definitely his uncle, and there should be no strange relationship between him and Jia Hongyu's mother.
"Do you think I'm someone who can be fooled so easily?" He Changsheng said, and swung his sword again.
When dealing with Jia Wenke, who was at the same level as him, He Changsheng did not dare to be careless and attacked with all his strength.
The smile that Jia Wenke managed with great difficulty froze in an instant.
Again! ?
Who taught them this kind of fighting style, where people start fighting at the slightest disagreement? This is totally against the ethics between monks.
Without a chance to think, He Changsheng's fatal sword arrived in an instant. Jia Wenke quickly summoned his magic sword and used all his strength to resist.
[A low-grade spiritual weapon has been detected. Should it be converted into spiritual power?]
He Changsheng was not surprised by this. He had used the dog system many times and it always worked for him.
As long as he gets close to the enemy, he can instantly convert all the spiritual objects on the enemy into spiritual power.
A cultivator who has lost his magic weapon is like a tiger that has lost its fangs.
Thinking of this, He Changsheng suddenly had an idea. Since Fang Hao's protective magic weapon was worn close to his body, he only needed to find a way to get close to Fang Hao. Wouldn't it be possible to destroy the opponent's trump card without any effort?
But this matter is still somewhat difficult to implement. Fang Hao has seen him before, so he certainly cannot approach him openly. He has to think of a way to avoid being discovered by the other party.
[This spiritual power conversion was successful. The current remaining spiritual power is:.]
The next moment, He Changsheng's Qingjun sword fell, and Jia Wenke's spiritual sword shattered as soon as it touched it, as fragile as tofu dregs.
Jia Wenke was completely dumbfounded, but he didn't have much time to think. In a panic, he wanted to escape from He Changsheng's sword.
But he soon discovered that He Changsheng's Qingjun Sword seemed to have locked him, and he had no way to escape. His body was captured by the Bishui sword technique, and this state was like being cast under a spell of immobilization.
Jia Wenke felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He could only watch helplessly as the sword shadow struck his face. That short moment seemed extremely long to him.
Finally, the sword fell.
Jia Wenke was not as lucky as Jia Hongyu. Under the sharp edge of the Qingjun Sword, not only was he beheaded, but even his soul was destroyed.
"Alas... I am a kind person, why do people always want to test the sharpness of my sword?" He Changsheng sighed, looking at the mess on the ground, and couldn't help but curse his bad luck.
He had no time to pay attention to the five minions who were already stunned and terrified.
Instead, he immediately released his spiritual consciousness to check whether Jia Wenke's soul had been completely eliminated. If the root of the problem is not eradicated, there will be endless troubles.
The essence of Gou Dao is not to miss any potential threat.
The next moment, He Changsheng's spiritual sense discovered something abnormal in Jia Hongyu's abdomen. Why was it trembling?
It turned out that they were not completely killed, and there was still a fish called Yuanying that slipped through the net, retaining the last consciousness of Jia Hongyu.
It was the first time that he personally killed a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. He had no experience and for a moment ignored the existence of the Nascent Soul.
Nothing much to say, just finish off the enemy.
At this time, the remaining Taohua Peak disciples on the field dared not make a sound, and everyone was sweating profusely.
“Kiss…Kiss…”
One of them mustered up the courage to say something, but after a few breaths, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
"It's no use calling you dad. Your eldest brother asked you to go down and keep him company. He feels lonely alone." He Changsheng said in a cold voice, and swung his sword to kill.
Everything was back to normal, except that his yard was dirty.
Such a big thing has happened, we can't just let it go like this. Almost all the elite disciples of Taohua Peak have gathered here to murder him, a kind-hearted person who has just arrived.
Not long after, several elders and peak masters, led by the Great Elder Kang Li, gathered again in front of He Changsheng's courtyard. However, those disciples who had come to join in the fun after hearing the news were driven away.
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