The Three-Killing Sword has become a third-grade high-level magic weapon since the sword spirit regained consciousness. Before, he killed five Yin-Yang Xu realms from the Nine Emperor Clan, and also killed Ku Ya, who was in the Yang Xu consummation state. The killings at the Blood Feather Tower stronghold continued for several days.
After a large number of killings, the viciousness in the Three-Kill Sword has also been greatly improved, and it is only one step away from restoring the power of the second-grade divine weapon. There are still a few days to go. In these days, he will Continue to bloodbath the stronghold of Xue Yu Tower.
The constant attacks and killings made the violence in the Three Kills Sword become stronger and stronger.
It wasn't until the night before the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month that the level of the Three-Kill Sword finally broke through. It was promoted from the high level of the third level to the low level of the second level, and its power also increased dramatically.
Since then, Jian Wushuang has made all the preparations, and everything that can be improved in strength has been raised to the limit.
But that night, he sat quietly on a hill all night.
In the early morning of the next day, the scorching sun in the distance had not yet fully risen, but there was heavy snowfall in the sky.
White snow was flying, and soon the entire ground was dyed white.
Jian Wushuang, who had been sitting on the hill all night, opened his eyes slightly at this moment, and his eyes were extremely dazzling.
"It's snowing." Jian Wushuang stretched out his hand, and a snowflake fell on his palm, and soon turned into water.
"The snow is so beautiful." Jian Wushuang looked around with a smile on his face, "If it could be stained with blood, this snow would be even more charming!"
"Little guy, let us two have a killing spree today!"
As if he understood what Jian Wushuang said, the Three Kills Sword on his back began to tremble crazily at this moment.
It seems to be excitement, it seems to be a surprise!
Afterwards, Jian Wushuang set off towards Wuxin Island!
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On the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky is covered with snow.
It was snowing everywhere in the Tianzong Dynasty, and the sky and the earth were completely white.
Wuxin Island is located a hundred miles away from the imperial city of Tianzong Dynasty.
Wuxin Island is located in the center of a vast lake. The lake is surrounded by mountains. This Wuxin Island is already quite famous in the Tianzong Dynasty.
It is said that the place where Wuxin Island is located was originally a grand canyon, but many years ago, a battle broke out between two super powerful men in this canyon. The battle caused huge ravines to appear on the ground below. , these ravines accumulate water all year round to form lakes. The only undamaged piece of land in the middle of the lake is Wuxin Island.
But the atmosphere on Wuxin Island today is extraordinary. On the island in the middle of the lake, cold figures stand standing. These people are all in black robes, with masks on their faces, and at least they are It's a golden mask that can be found in every corner of Wuxin Island.
Above the void, there are also some purple-faced killers from the Blood Feather Tower. Some are responsible for welcoming powerful people from all sides, and some are acting as guards to guard against the surrounding areas.
In short, the entire Wuxin Island can now be said to be heavily guarded.
As soon as the day dawned, powerful men from various sects began to rush to the island.
A month ago, the Blood Feather Tower sent out the invitation letter. With the strength of the Blood Feather Tower, all the powerful sects who were invited did not dare to give face and sent strong men to participate.
For example, the seven top clans of the Tianzong Dynasty, and even the Dragon Palace and the Life and Death Martial Arena, had strong men coming.
Soon a large number of powerful people gathered on Wuxin Island, and the island began to become noisy and lively. There is a huge school ground in the center of the island. On both sides of the school ground, there are a large number of seats densely packed. Strong men from all the powerful sects of the Tianzong Dynasty sit on these seats, and they are quite disciplined.
"Brother Ling Feng, why are our Tianyuan Sword Sect arranged here?"
In a corner at the edge of the school grounds is the Tianyuan Sword Sect. There are nearly ten strong men from the Tianyuan Sword Sect, including a woman with a somewhat cold and arrogant face. This woman is Jian Meng’er. , and Jian Meng'er looked a little strange.
"Our Tianyuan Sword Sect is indeed considered a big sect in the Tianyan Province, but in terms of the entire Tianzong Dynasty, it can only be regarded as an average one. Being invited by the Blood Feather Tower is already very good, and being assigned to a corner is normal. "Ling Feng said.
"Is that so?" Jian Meng'er still frowned.
"Ling Feng." The sect leader of Tianyuan Sword Sect, an old man with white hair and boyish face, turned around and said to Ling Feng: "This gathering can be said to be the highest level gathering of the Tianzong Dynasty. The powerful sects of the entire Tianzong Dynasty will Everyone is here, I will introduce them to you one by one later, so that you can learn a lot."
"Yes." Ling Feng nodded respectfully.
In the most conspicuous area of the school grounds, a dozen figures were sitting there, led by a burly man who was over two meters tall and as strong as an ox. This burly man was a gymnast of the Life and Death Martial Arts Arena. host.
"What I'm looking forward to more about this party is Jian Wushuang. When will he show up?" The burly man looked around with a smile, "I've always been very curious about this peerless genius."
"Bai Chong, I heard that you have some relationship with Jian Wushuang?" The burly man looked at the middle-aged man with a broken arm next to him.
If Jian Wushuang were to come again, he would definitely be able to recognize this middle-aged man at a glance. It was clear that he had given him a chance when he was still in the Jianhou Mansion, and he had done him a great favor by blocking the Blood Feather Tower killer. Bai Chong.
After hearing the burly man's words, Bai Chong couldn't help but touch his left sleeve.
His left arm was originally cut off because he helped Jian Wushuang stop the killer of Xueyu Tower. But his arm was cut off, and he did not remain silent because of it. Instead, he went upstream and broke through the trap he had been trapped in. The bottleneck has reached the realm of Yin deficiency.
"It has something to do with it." Bai Chong responded.
"Haha, I admire that little guy very much. If he survives this time, you can help me introduce him to him from now on." The burly man smiled.
"Yes." Bai Chong nodded, but his brows furrowed.
He knew that Jian Wushuang's crisis this time was no small matter.
The Blood Feather Tower has set a trap this time and is fully prepared to wait for Jian Wushuang.
On the school grounds, in addition to these strong men from various sects, there are also many lone strong men. Most of these lone strong men were not invited at all, but they came here just to join in the fun.
Among these powerful men walking alone, there was an elegant man carrying a long sword on his back.
This elegant man is the master of Jianhou Mansion, Jian Xinhong!
A month ago, he also heard about the fact that the General of Blood Feather Tower would invite powerful people from all over the world today and execute Jian Nantian as a sacrifice to heaven. He also heard about what Jian Wushuang said.
So today he also came here specially as a lone strong man.
"Blood Feather Building... This is the overlord of the Tianzong Dynasty, and I heard that their building owner has reached the highest level of transcendence and sainthood." Jian Xinhong looked solemn at the moment, but for a long time he shook his head secretly, "Oh, I hope That little guy must have his own destiny.”
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(End of chapter)