Chapter 1552 1553 This Bull Beep

Only then did Mu Hanyan know that Jian Wuchen had such a high status in the past, and was actually one of the two great saints who had the most hope of taking over the throne of the Holy Master. But thinking about the innocent sword intent when he first recovered from his injury, she was relieved again. You must know that his meridians had only just regained their vitality at that time, and they were far from healed. That sword intent was a great avenue. Now that his injuries have gradually recovered, his cultivation must have recovered a lot. If you despise him, you might suffer a big loss.

Mu Hanyan was looking forward to the fight between the two. Of course, she also knew that Jian Wuchen's injury had healed, so she would have such expectations. Those who didn't know it were different.

"Elder Ao, the Holy Master has an order. Without his permission, no one is allowed to set foot on the Holy Sword Peak. Are you going to oppose the Holy Master?" Even more anxious, he shouted loudly.

"Hmph, Mu Hanyan caused my apprentice to be seriously injured and his cultivation base was completely ruined. Today, even if the Holy Master is here, I will seek justice." Ao Fangchen didn't take Jin Qisheng seriously at all, and said coldly.

"Justice, what is justice, according to what you said, you are justice, then what if I say I am justice?" Jian Wuchen said lightly.

"Just you, a cripple, is also qualified to say this, draw your sword, I want to see, you are a cripple, what qualifications do you have to say the word justice in front of me." Ao Fangchen said and slowly pulled out Long sword, a sword slashed towards Jian Wuchen.

Although my heart is full of disdain for Jian Wuchen, but with Ao Wuchen's thousands of years of cultivation experience and state of mind, he will not despise any opponent. This sword still uses 90% of his strength. A little extra effort is to prevent him from accidentally killing him.

A sword was cut out, and the whole world seemed to be split in half by the towering sword.

Under the might of Jian, some young people with lower cultivation even fell to the ground with weak legs, their faces pale. Fortunately, Ao Wuchen's mind was locked on Jian Wuchen's body at this time. This sword power can cause their internal organs to vibrate and vomit blood on the spot.

Ao Fangchen's visit to the Holy Sword Peak was not small, and many of the disciples of the Holy Court came to watch the fun when they heard the wind. They were already hostile to Mu Hanyan and others, and naturally they hoped to see them suffer. However, they did not dare to violate the prohibition of the Holy Master and stayed under the Holy Sword Peak.

Although the distance was still a hundred feet away, they still felt the power of Ao Fangchen's sword, and many people were so frightened that their legs went weak and they almost turned around and fled.

"Be careful!" Jin Qisheng was also shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed.

With Ao Fangchen's name and qualifications, he usually rarely has the opportunity to make a move, so even he was the first time he saw him make a move, and only then did he know that the name of the old god was not a vain name, Ao Fangchen's strength It was so terrifying.

Zhuang Ping'an and the other guardians of the gods changed their expressions greatly, and looked at Jian Wuchen with worry.

"Kendo, Wuchen!" In their worried eyes, Jian Wuchen also slashed out.

This sword is so light and light, so light, yet so holy and flawless, as if it is one with the heaven and the earth, and the avenue is perfect.

Under that holy sword glow, everyone felt light. Ao Wuchen's Dao was originally a sword with awe-inspiring murderous intent, but in an instant, there was no murderous intention, and it became so mediocre that it was smashed by Jian Wuchen's seemingly light-as-a-feather sword.

The sword energy remained unabated, and it was slashing on Ao Fangchen's chest.

"Pfft!" Ao Fangchen took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This is my justice." Jian Wuchen pointed at Ao Fangchen with his long sword, and said lightly, as if he was detached from the world, above the nine heavens.

"Wuchen Jian, his injury is really healed, really healed..." Looking at Jian Wuchen, who is proud of the world, but invincible, Jin Qisheng fell into a sluggishness and muttered to himself. said.

Jin Qisheng suddenly remembered that just after Mu Hanyan uttered mad words last time, he also felt such a pure sword intent, but he didn't believe it at that time, he thought it was an illusion.

Only then did he realize that it wasn't an illusion. It turned out that Mu Hanyan was not open-mouthed or arrogant. Since then, she has been treating Jian Wuchen's injuries. Otherwise, Jian Wuchen will never recover. to such an extent.

The disciples of the Holy Court under the Holy Sword Peak were also stunned. Jian Wuchen's right arm meridians were completely destroyed. This is no secret in the Holy Court. Over the past thousand years, I don't know how many Holy Court alchemists have healed his wounds. It's no secret. Even in the eyes of some people, Jian Wuchen is simply a waste, and staying in the Holy Court is a waste of resources.

No one would have imagined that the injuries that countless holy alchemists could not cure would suddenly heal, and Jian Wuchen, who had recovered from his injuries, had such a terrifying strength and a detached status, and was praised as an old god. Ao Fangchen, who was so proud, couldn't even take his sword.

"Your injury is healed!" Ao Fangchen said bitterly, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Thousands of years ago, in the battle with the temple, the senior masters of the Holy Court suffered heavy casualties. In the past thousand years, as only a few senior masters died one after another, Ao Fangchen's status became higher and higher, more and more aloof. , of course, the opportunity to work with people is becoming less and less. Many disciples of the Holy Court even thought that he was one of the few masters other than the Holy Master, but they did not expect that, after finally taking a shot, he was defeated by Jian Wuchen with a single sword. Undoubtedly a huge blow.

Having said that, he glared at Jin Qisheng fiercely. Jian Wuchen's recovery must have something to do with him. If he reminded himself, he wouldn't have lost so badly.

Ao Fangchen glared at him, Jin Qisheng's heart tightened, he knew that the old man had misunderstood him, but he could only helplessly smile bitterly. He also hoped that Jian Wuchen's recovery was his own. It was Mu Hanyan's credit, and it had nothing to do with him.

If it was someone else, maybe Jin Qisheng would explain it, but he knew that with Ao Fangchen's domineering, the things he was looking for would never change.

"Elder Ao, let's stop. We have had a friendship with each other for thousands of years. Why should we hurt the peace for the juniors? What's more, this matter was originally because of Yutang, so the juniors' grievances should be resolved by themselves." Jian Wuchen took back the long sword and said leisurely.

He and Ao Fangchen had known each other for thousands of years, and he didn't want to completely turn against him because of this incident.

"It's up to them to solve it themselves, hum, Jian Wuchen, you said it lightly, Yutang was ruined by Mu Hanyan, how can he solve it himself?" Ao Fangchen said with a cold snort.

"Then you will never let Mu Hanyan go?" Jian Wuchen said in a deep voice, his hand gripping the hilt of the sword again.

Although he didn't want to break with Ao Fangchen completely, he would never let him typhoid and Mu Hanyan.