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Wu Hui frowned as he listened in the hall, and suddenly pulled a wounded disciple in white clothes beside him and said, "Brother, who is this Junlie Immortal Lord?"
The disciple was also stunned when he was pulled by him. It took him a second to react: "You are asking about Junlie Immortal Lord? He is one of the four guardian immortal lords of the Immortal Alliance and the sword master of Laoshan Sword Sect."
Hearing the two talking about Junlie Immortal Lord, another disciple came over and explained to Wu Hui in a low voice: "Brother Wang, don't be fooled by his appearance. He is the youngest among the four guardian immortal lords of the Immortal Alliance, but he is actually more than 20,000 years old. It is only because of his skills that he maintains the appearance of a teenager. I heard that there are at least 30 to 50 civilizations destroyed by the sword of this immortal lord. He is an absolute evil star."
"That's right. This sword master is very powerful even among the Taiyi Golden Immortals, and he is also the sword cultivator who is best at fighting. This is only possible with our Immortal Master. If any other level 14 Taiyi Golden Immortal were here, let alone fighting with him for such a long time, he would probably be injured after a few encounters." The disciple who said this had a look of pride on his face.
The Xianmiao Palace and the Xianmeng have been hostile to each other for a long time. When they mentioned the strong men of the Xianmeng, they acted as if they knew them all by heart.
As they were talking, the loud laughter of Immortal Lord Junlie was heard again outside the hall.
"Piao Miao, you are still the same as before." The red-haired boy had a wicked smile on his face. "Unfortunately, your big talk is probably too early. You could beat me three thousand years ago, but not necessarily now."
A dangerous light flashed across the majestic face of Piaomiao Immortal Lord: "So, you are here to avenge the sword attack you suffered last time?"
"Hmph~ Stop talking nonsense! Draw your sword!"
Immortal Lord Junlie shook the immortal sword in his hand, and his whole body instantly turned into a sword light and rushed towards Immortal Lord Piaomiao.
The sword light was like flame, as if it could burn all the heavens and worlds.
The surrounding eaves and palace walls could not bear the trembling, and even the swords in the hands of several sword-cultivating disciples made buzzing sounds as if in awe.
The Immortal Lord Piao Miao's expression changed, and he immediately raised his hand and summoned a sword.
The sword was longer and thinner than an ordinary sword, but it exuded an ethereal and mysterious aura, just like the first ray of morning light that scattered between heaven and earth when the universe was first created, carrying a gentle warmth that seemed to nourish endless vitality.
Although both of them have sword intent related to light and fire, his sword intent and that of Immortal Lord Junlie are poles apart and they go to two completely different extremes.
However, the strange thing is that although the sword intent is completely different, the gestures of the two people drawing the sword, and even the aura of immortal energy emanating from their bodies are extremely similar. They are obviously from the same source, and may even be the same inheritance.
However, at this time, apart from Wu Hui, not many people would notice this detail, because at the same time when Immortal Lord Piaomiao summoned his immortal sword, Immortal Lord Junlie's sword light, which seemed to be able to burn all the heavens and worlds, had already arrived in front of him.
“Boom~!”
The two sword intentions, which were diametrically opposed, suddenly collided with each other. The terrifying power instantly exploded like a nuclear explosion, and the terrifying shock wave instantly swept across the entire fairy palace.
Without the protection of the protective formation, in just a short moment, at least half of the palaces in the endless and vast fairy palace were razed to the ground, and the remaining half was also crumbling.