"Third uncle, you!" Jiang Feng looked at his third uncle in disbelief, as if he met him for the first time.
"Shut up, Fellow Daoist Jiang Yun, you are not someone who can say anything nonsense."
"Jiang Yun...Fellow Daoist..." Jiang Feng and the Jiang family cultivator just now stared at Jiang Yun in shock.
"He... is... in the Foundation Establishment Stage!"
Jiang Feng shouted in disbelief, his finger trembling as he pointed at Jiang Yun.
Sure enough, at this moment Jiang Yun's entire aura was fully revealed, and he was actually a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.
"That's all, go die now!" Jiang Yun's words had just fallen when the Star Sword flew over again and smashed towards the three people below.
Seeing this, Jiang Zhuo knew there was no turning back. With a flick of his finger, a disc-shaped magical weapon flew overhead, blocking the giant sword. At the same time, he swung his hand, and a black light instantly attacked Jiang Yun.
"Ding!" The black light hit Jiang Yun's purple Yuan Ling Gang fiercely. The Ling Gang shook instantly, and the originally thick Ling Gang became a little thinner.
The black light also revealed a figure, a black nail-shaped magic weapon.
Seeing this, Jiang Yun thought about it and a thumb-sized purple fireball instantly flew towards the three people.
"Go!" Jiang Zhuo released the magic sword from his hand and swung it straight towards the fireball.
But then a loud "boom" was heard, and a huge fireball exploded.
"Ah!" Jiang Zhuo and Jiang Feng behind him were both affected. Jiang Feng's originally black hair instantly became bumpy. His face was also dark.
At the critical moment, Jiang Zhuo revealed a layer of true energy shield on his body, which blocked the aftermath of the explosion.
"Ding!" Just as Jiang Zhuo was preparing for his next move, a crisp sound suddenly came from his ears. The already thin protective barrier around him instantly shattered into pieces, and a thin purple line pierced his chest.
It was Jiang Yun who took advantage of the explosion of the fireball to release the top-grade magic weapon, the Purple Lightning Needle.
"Can you...let the Jiang family go..."
Jiang Yun listened to Jiang Zhuo's last words, and with a flick of his finger, the giant sword that was originally above their heads pressed down hard. Instantly, the three of them turned into a pool of minced meat.
"If I let you go, who will let me go?" Jiang Yun said softly, watching the fate of the few people. He picked up their storage bags and magic tools. A fireball instantly ignited the bodies of several people.
Looking at the people who turned into ashes, Xinghui Sword stepped on the ground and quickly disappeared into the horizon.
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