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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Five

"Good stuff! Take it!"

After Tuntun learned the meaning of the Three Souls Congratulations from Jiang Nan, he held his hands and his eyes lit up immediately.

Jiang Nan couldn't help but smile. At this time, he looked quite obsessed with money.

"It's not possible yet. Now, it's still growing. It probably has to wait for about an hour."

Jiang Nandao.

He nodded: "Oh, that's it."

Jiang Nan smiled and said nothing, but just looked at the three souls in front of him and congratulated him.

"Clam!"

Suddenly, a harsh sound of knife sounded, and a knife light rolled straight towards the place.

Jiang Nan's spiritual sense is extraordinary now, so he naturally caught the sword light, and his hair is trembling slightly.

Immediately, without any hesitation, he pulled Tuantun and rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

Almost the moment he moved horizontally, the sword light fell on the place where he had just stood.

With a rumbling sound, the ground collapsed immediately at the place where he was just standing, and a huge deep pit appeared.

"Hmm? Lingjue is so strong?"

A sound of surprise sounded.

Jiang Nan tilted his head and looked at the location where the sound came from.

In that position, a middle-aged man stood in the void, dressed in black clothes.

Looking at this person, his eyes seemed a little indifferent and cold.

"Brother Nan, the peak of the Heavenly Lord."

He whispered in a low voice.

Jiang Nan didn't say anything, but just touched her head and signaled her not to care.

At the same time, the other monks in this place were all moved and all looked shocked.

"Puyangli!"

Someone said something.

These people all knew very well that Pu Yangli was a casual cultivator, but his cultivation was extremely strong and he was at the peak of the Heavenly Lord.

At the peak of the Heavenly Venerable level, this man has a very profound understanding of the sword path and has obtained some special sword techniques. Few people can compete with this realm. Many major forces have invited this person to become a guest official, but they are all rejected by this person. It is said that the other party is very ambitious and wants to prepare enough resources to create a sect by himself.

Standing in the void, Pu Yangli looked at Jiang Nan, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Among them, naturally, with a greedy luster, we walked step by step towards Jiang Nan.

"Dragon Heaven Ancient Art, will you hand over that sect's magic sword yourself, or will I take it myself?" The man said, "If you hand over it yourself, I can't kill you and let you live. But if I do it myself, in the end, it will inevitably be torture and kill you after being executed. Think about it yourself."

"Want to die?"

Jiang Nan looked at the other party and only had these two words.

As soon as these two words were expressed, the many monks in this place could not help but feel their expressions stagnated.

Facing Puyangli, the peak-level strong man at the Heavenly Venerable, Jiang Nan was in such a posture at this moment!

They all knew that Jiang Nan was in control of a very amazing magic sword in his hand, but they also knew that with that magic sword, Jiang Nan could only fight against people at the middle level of the Heavenly Venerable at most, and it was no longer possible to face people at the late level. Now, Pu Yangli is at the peak of the Heavenly Venerable. How could Jiang Nan dare to have such an attitude under such circumstances?

Pu Yangli narrowed his eyes a little deeper, and a wisp of cold light intertwined: "I don't know how to lift up!"

"I originally wanted to give you a chance to survive, but it seems that you don't need it anymore."

He said coldly, outside his body, the peak-level divine power of the Heavenly Lord spread in strands.

He forced Jiang Nan step by step, and his powerful spiritual sense directly enveloped Jiang Nan.

"He's not yours."

At this time, a gloomy voice sounded, and another middle-aged man appeared in the distance.

The man was wearing a yellow robe and was very fast. He came to this place in an instant, and his breath was no weaker than Puyangli.

"Ling Yanze!"

"This person is here too, this..."

"His means, but..."

Many monks were moved.

Ling Yanze is also a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Venerable level and a casual cultivator, which is very terrifying.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this person's methods are very ruthless and he is known as the Flame Demon in the world of cultivation.

Ling Yanze walked over and looked at the monks who were talking about him. He raised his hand and saw a large piece of Yan light.

The flame beam was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, these monks were enveloped in it.

"ah!"

At the first moment, these people screamed and struggled hard in the flames.

However, it is useless.

"Sir Ling, please spare me!"

"Give me your life!"

These people struggled while calling for help.

"Noisy." Ling Yanze's eyes were gloomy, and he raised his hand and waved it again. A large piece of flame light turned into a flame blade, shattering these monks directly, and destroying their souls: "Several little ants dare to discuss the deity."

Nearby, many monks' faces turned a little pale, and many people couldn't help but retreat.

"It's so hateful! So cruel!"

He whispered in a low voice.

She was just a few simple discussions, and the content of the monks' discussions was nothing at all, but Ling Yanze actually killed these people directly. This method made her very disgusted.

Jiang Nan touched her head, said nothing, and glanced at Ling Yanze indifferently.

"Hmm?" Ling Yanze was very curious about Jiang Nan's eyes: "Are you afraid when you see me?"

"I am here to kill you. I want the ancient magic technique and the divine sword!" He looked at Jiang Nan, continued to speak, and said cruelly: "I am different from those hypocrites. I want both treasures and life. Although you are just an insignificant ant, I will not let you live, leaving you with troubles."

As he said this, he stared at Jiang Nan like a yin eagle.

Facing the other person's eyes, Jiang Nan seemed very calm.

"You want to die, too?"

He said these four words.

This made many monks nearby stunned again. To Puyangli, Jiang Nan said the words "I want to die?", and to this cruel Ling Yanze, Jiang Nan actually said the words "You want to die too."

Such a courageous one?!

"Hahahahaha..." As the laughter came out, a very strong middle-aged man appeared in the distance, naked half of his arm, carrying a huge axe: "Puyangli, Ling Yanze, you two cubs are not good, a small Wanxu Realm monk, I don't care about you at all! Hey, the names of you two are just like that."

"Demon Lu!"

Nearby, someone whispered, and when he saw this person appear, many people couldn't help but retreat.

Many people have forgotten the name of middle-aged people, but these people remember it very clearly.

Demon Lu!

His personality is similar to Ling Yanze and is also very cruel.

However, this person's cruelty is biased towards cruelty, while Ling Yanze is biased towards viciousness.

Both of them were stained with at least thousands of lives and innocent lives!

Whenever they encounter someone who makes them unhappy, as long as there is a slight dissatisfaction, they will kill anyone.

Jiang Nan's eyes fell to the other party.

"Little baby, the ancient technique of the Heaven and the magic sword are handed over to you Grandpa Lu, Grandpa I will hold you safely!"
Chapter completed!
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