Chapter 1630

As soon as the remnant soul grabbed it, Ziyan had nowhere to escape. Coupled with the restraint of the earth system on the water system, the powerful earth system vitality was immediately injected into Ziyan's body, causing irreversible serious injury and viscera damage. It was difficult to maintain the divine power and return to his original state.

The ghost of Jiyao grabbed Ziyan's beard and hair with one hand, removed his clothes with the other hand, revealed his smooth body, and shook his hand to beat him.

The hand that blows Ziyan is an invisible ghost. Each blow is actually a breath blow. It does great harm to Ziyan, but the greater harm is the trampling on dignity.

The leader of Feitian sect in Ziyan hall is the most mysterious and powerful one in Feitian sect. Hundreds of core disciples, thousands of registered disciples and tens of thousands of peripheral disciples of Feitian sect all worship.

Ziyan is also an old man, not as impulsive as young people, very steady. This time, I have also made sufficient assurance. I have come to the sword sect several times to secretly observe Jiang Wuchen. I have the assurance of absolute defeat and even ending the battle within ten moves.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wuchen didn't give him a chance to play. He threw magic weapons when he came up.

If this remnant soul is just an ordinary Saint remnant soul, Ziyan is not afraid. What this guy throws out is the remnant soul of shenzhao great God.

Thousands of calculations, ignoring this point.

In fact, it is not ignored by Ziyan, because neither Taihe nor Taikong truthfully told what happened in Tiantai Mountain. They also don't know that Jiang Wuchen has obtained the support of the three saints of the ethereal palace.

If you know this, you dare not come even if you are killed.

Isn't it good to be your own patriarch? Is it not good to be well respected by thousands of people and absorb the vitality contributed by the disciples? Come here for abuse?

I'm ashamed of my dignity. How can I take my men in the future?

In particular, Ziyan was hanged and beaten by the ghost of Jiyao, which was a double insult to his body and personality. Ziyan's heart died.

The cruel abuse continues. The ghost of Jiyao is tall and smiling. With the spread of her earthly vitality, the surrounding clouds are dispersed, and the sun shines, making her ghost more sacred.

Ziyan was completely beaten. Jiyao's hand stopped, grabbed Ziyan's back waist and suddenly injected a golden awn from behind him.

"Ow......" Ziyan uttered an inhuman scream. At the same time, the three Feitian sect leaders who were close to each other were so tight that they could even see tears hanging from the corners of Shifu's eyes.

After the last millennium kill, Jiyao's ghost finally disappeared slowly. Ziyan's body fell from the air and fell flat to the ground with a slap.

As it rained just now, the ground was covered with muddy water. Now it hit a mud pit, covered with mud, blocking the smooth body.

"Protect Shifu." the three Hall leaders shouted, and then rushed over. Some took off their cloaks, some moved their vitality, and some broke their vigilance.

Ziyan was protected by the three people, flew away in the distance, and disappeared at the end of his sight in the blink of an eye.

Hundreds of powerful disciples saw that the patriarch ran away and the hall leader slipped away. What are they still staying here? Then they scattered in a crowd.

The fastest runner is Wang Qiushui. When Ziyan was hanged, he reacted and knew it was over, but he waited until the end to see what the three Hall leaders of Feitian sect would do.

He knows three people can run. He wants to see how to run? It's better to learn. I didn't expect these three people to escape with great momentum. They protect the patriarch, show their loyalty and cover up the fact of escape.

After the three ran with Ziyan, Wang Qiushui immediately showed his magic power and fled. His hands were behind him, his body was erratic, leaving a residual shadow behind him.

On escape, he felt that all the people present were scum except Ziyan.

"Qiushui patriarch, where are you running?" Jiang Wuchen's figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Qiushui.

Wang Qiushui was shocked. Unexpectedly, Jiang Wuchen had a pre judgment in advance, faster than him.

Jiang Wuchen steps on the muddy sky wheel and floats in the air. The muddy sky wheel needs soul support. Jiang Wuchen's soul force has reached the melting spirit. It is slightly urged. The speed of muddy Sky Wheel catching up is much faster than Wang Qiushui.

Then Jiang Wuchen took out a jade slip in his hand, "look at my magic weapon!"

Wang Qiushui immediately stopped his body and stood with his feet. "Wait a minute, wait a minute." the picture of Ziyan being ravaged just now is still vivid. Wang Qiushui doesn't want to come again. He's not afraid of losing face, but afraid of getting hurt.

"Go and bring Master Kang back." Jiang Wuchen said.

Wang Qiushui turned back. Kang Cheng fled to the other side and was about to disappear. At the moment, he did not hesitate to track down. The speed of the leader of shadowless sect was justifiable. Driven by his crazy vitality, he even caught up with Kang Cheng.

"Master Kang, don't run away. Go back and admit your mistake."

"Fart, Wang Qiushui, I never thought you were so incompetent and despicable. I used to regard you as my confidant. From now on, you and I will cut our robes and break our righteousness, and make a clean break. The well water will not offend the river!

Jiangmen leader, he has a broad mind. He has let you go once, but you still come to resist him and even have to pull me. I was hurt by you... "

Kang Cheng said half, but he didn't expect that Jiang Wuchen's feet had been waiting in front of him. His brain turned and immediately shirked responsibility. At the same time, he stopped, flopped, knelt on his knees, tears whirling, "Jiangmen master, I was... Forced by..."

Sobbed as he spoke.

Wang Qiushui immediately felt passive. He firmly believed that Jiang Wuchen would not be foolish enough to believe what Kang Cheng said, but Kang Cheng did a good job in this attitude and showed weakness in front of experts.

This is one of the ways to save your life.

Life is the most important thing. If we fight hard, there will be only one way to die. If people are dead, what revenge can we talk about? Talk about what ideal?

Wang Qiushui suddenly stabbed Kang Cheng. This knife is the embodiment of Wang Qiushui's unique skill all his life. The blade's awn flickered. With an indomitable blade, he instantly cut off Kang Cheng's head without any defense.

The shadowless Sabre is a medium-quality magic power. It has seven levels.

Wang Qiushui has realized the fifth weight and can cut off water with a knife! Both the speed and the posture of the sword reflect the power that a spiritual king should have.

Kang Cheng didn't expect it, neither did Jiang Wuchen, nor did the sword sect disciples who came after him. As for the disciples of heimu sect... At the moment when Kang Cheng ran away, they had scattered and fled.

Wang Qiushui killed Kang Cheng with a knife. He immediately withdrew his knife and knelt on one knee with a touch of grief and sadness on his face, "Lord Jiang, I know that no matter what I say now, you will not let me go. However, before I die, I still want to say that I am guilty. Lord Jiang is merciful, kind-hearted and honest. After I seriously offended Lord Jiang, Lord Jiang still let me go magnanimously.

I, Wang Qiushui, don't even deserve to carry my shoes to Jiangmen leader. I just look up at the maggots in the leader's smelly ditch. I'm ashamed. Kang Cheng, an old bastard, provoked the leader and dared not admit it. He tried to deceive and deny, betrayed his friends and poured dirty water on me! Although Wang Qiushui is not a good man, I can't see it. It's hard to calm my anger without killing him.

Lord Jiang, I'm damned. I wish I could cut myself at the feet of the Lord, but I'm afraid that my blood will stain the Lord's clothes. I hope the Lord will give me a chance to hang me under this big tree! "