In the inner hall of a golden dragon branch hall.
"Sir, this is the information you want about the Blood Feather Tower's strongholds in the Tianzong Dynasty. It is already the most detailed information. It was given to you by the master of the White House himself." A middle-aged man in purple clothes Stand respectfully in front of Jian Wushuang.
"Master of the White House?" Jian Wushuang's expression changed, but he immediately looked through it himself. It didn't take long for him to read through the information.
"The Blood Feather Tower is becoming more and more low-key. Even with the intelligence capabilities of the Golden Dragon Palace, only thirty-eight strongholds have been found in the entire Tianzong Dynasty?" Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly.
Among these thirty-eight strongholds, there are eleven large strongholds, and the others are just insignificant small strongholds.
"Sir, the master of the White House has specifically told you to be careful when doing things." The middle-aged man in purple said respectfully.
Jian Wushuang couldn't help but smile, and then slowly touched his Qiankun Ring, "My three-kill sword sword spirit has just awakened, and its power has not yet recovered to reach its peak. It requires a lot of killing, and the killing starts from these Blood Feather Tower's sword spirits. Let’s start from the stronghold.”
On the same day, Jian Wushuang went to the first large-scale stronghold of Blood Feather Tower.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Jian Wushuang came out of the stronghold and then continued to the second stronghold.
These strongholds found by the Golden Dragon Palace are all over the Tianzong Dynasty. Some of the strongholds are still very far apart. But now Jian Wushuang is a peak Yinxu expert. He walks in the air and rushes with all his strength. His speed is astonishing and he can easily shuttle between Province after province.
Three days!
In just three days, Jian Wushuang visited thirteen strongholds in the Blood Feather Tower.
Among these thirteen strongholds, there are five large strongholds and eight small strongholds. However, after following Jian Wushuang's journey, these strongholds can be said to have disappeared. Except for a few of the large number of Blood Feather Tower killers in the strongholds, Except for those who escaped, most of them were directly killed by Jian Wushuang.
Even the powerful Yinxu Realm masters were killed by Jian Wushuang in just three days.
It's only been three days.
Horrible killing!
Crazy killing!
And such killings also made the Blood Feather Tower completely furious.
The old nest of Blood Feather Tower is hidden in a grand canyon that no one cares about.
In the center of the canyon, stands an extremely majestic bloody tower.
The tower is divided into nine floors, and each floor is extremely tall. At this moment, on the top floor of the blood-colored tower, a figure wearing a blood-colored robe and a blood-colored monster mask on his face stood in front of the railing with his hands behind his back, revealing His eyes looked at the vast sky ahead.
Behind the blood-robed figure, there were two people standing respectfully on the left and right. They were both old men. One had white hair and a white beard, and the other had black hair and a sword eyebrow.
"Kuya, die, die in the hands of Jian Wushuang!"
The blood-robed figure with his hands behind his back slowly spoke, his voice so evil that it was even unclear whether he was a man or a woman.
"Jian Wushuang... When I first issued the bloody death order, he was just a little guy who had not even reached the point of turning into the sea. However, our Blood Feather Tower assassinated him several times in succession. In the end, not only did he not kill him, but he was My strength has become stronger and stronger, and now I can even directly kill a strong Yangxu Perfectionist in my Blood Feather Tower!"
"If we give him a few more years, wouldn't he be able to destroy our Blood Feather Tower in a matter of seconds?" "Don't talk about my Blood Feather Tower. I'm afraid even the Holy Palace won't be able to do anything to him by then. Bar?"
There was no emotion or anger in the blood-robed figure's voice, but the two old men behind him were trembling inwardly.
"This Jian Wushuang must die, and we must not give him any chance again, so this time, I will personally take action." The figure in blood robe said.
"What?" The two old men were shocked, and one of them even said: "Master, that Jian Wushuang has made rapid progress and has good strength, but it is not enough for you to deal with it yourself, right?"
"Humph, isn't it?" the blood-robed figure snorted coldly, looking at the black-haired sword-browed old man who was speaking with cold eyes. At this moment, the sword-browed old man's breathing seemed to have stopped, and cold sweat immediately appeared on his forehead. outflow.
"If you still have any contempt for Jian Wushuang now, then you are really stupid. According to the information I got from Xueyu Tower, when Jian Wushuang fought with Kuya, he was at a disadvantage at the beginning. But at that time, he must have been hiding his strength, but then when his strength exploded, he killed Ku Ya with just one sword blow! "
"You killed a strong Yangxu Perfectionist with just one sword. What kind of strength is this?"
"Even if you two take action personally, are you sure you can keep him completely? Don't forget, Jian Wushuang has a lot of trump cards, and he even has a trump card that can increase his strength in a short period of time." The figure said in a low voice.
The two old men also frowned slightly.
Xueyulou has been dealing with Jian Wushuang for so long, so he naturally knows some of Jian Wushuang’s trump cards.
They all know that Jian Wushuang can use a method that can increase his strength in a short period of time.
When Jian Wushuang killed Ku Ya, he never used these trump cards.
"But Master, that Jian Wushuang knows our Blood Feather Tower very well, and is very cunning. When he slaughters some of our strongholds, he often changes his position and direction. In addition, he is so strong that we can't keep up with him at all, and we can't keep up with him. I can't figure out his current location," the sword-browed old man said.
"If you want to kill him, why bother looking for him? Just let him come to your door." The figure in the blood robe smiled coldly, "Originally, I wanted to wait until three months before starting the matter, but now in order to deal with it This Jian Wushuang can only be slightly ahead of schedule."
"That thing?" The old man with sword eyebrows and the old man with white hair and white beard both looked at each other, and there was a glint in their eyes.
They naturally knew what the "that thing" the blood-robed figure was referring to.
"That Jian Nantian has always been in our hands, and he is no longer of much use to our Blood Feather Tower or to the Holy Palace. In this case, let's make one last use of the waste and use him to destroy the Jian Wushuang. Lead out!"'
“Go ahead and spread the word!”
"As for the time, it will be set on the eighteenth day of next month, which is exactly one month from now!"
"And next month, it happens to be the twelfth lunar month. Haha, the snow is falling. It's a good time to kill people and sacrifice to heaven."
The blood-robed figure smiled to himself. A transcendent aura that far surpassed the Yin-Yang Void Realm suddenly spread from his body. For a moment, he seemed to become the focus of the world.
When the two old men behind him felt this aura, their eyes showed a hint of fanatic excitement, and then they immediately went down to take action.
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PS: Brothers, please remind me that the climax of the plot is coming soon.
(End of chapter)