In terms of strength, the owner of Ten Thousand Demons Island was not much stronger than Blood Eagle. Under the joint efforts of Jian Wushuang and Wuxin Cult Leader, he was killed directly before he could hold on for long.
"This bald man has been fighting with me for several years, and now he is finally dead." Leader Wuxin stood in front of the body of the owner of Wanmo Island, sighing, then looked at Jian Wushuang, and said with a smile: "Little brother swordsman, your sword The mind field is really special. If it weren't for the sword mind field that restricted his speed, it wouldn't be so easy for the two of us to kill him."
"Just some small tricks." Jian Wushuang just smiled casually.
Sword domain!
It is a very unique and powerful sword art. It is only a third-grade high-level sword art, but its value is no lower than those of second-grade low-level sword art. It is even higher.
"Your skills are not small." Leader Wuxin smiled, "Today, little swordsman brother, you killed a semi-saint strongman by yourself. This ability is something that even I am ashamed of, and so many people see it. Here we are, I believe your name will be on the Blood Moon list soon, and it will definitely be ranked very high, at least higher than mine."
Leader Wuxin knows very well that in terms of strength, Jian Wushuang is indeed stronger than him, there is no doubt about this.
After all, no matter how hard he tried, he could only defeat one Half-Saint, but he could never kill a Half-Saint.
Defeating and killing are two completely different concepts.
Jian Wushuang, however, killed one head-on.
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The decisive battle between the two major forces finally came to an end with the deaths of the Blood Eagle and the owner of the Ten Thousand Demons Island.
The Wuxin Sect has returned with a great victory. As for the Island of Ten Thousand Demons, all the island owners are dead, and the trees have fallen and the hozens have scattered. I am afraid that it won’t be long before the Island of Ten Thousand Demons ceases to exist.
This battle also caused a sensation in the entire Tianbo Mansion, especially the deaths of two semi-saint powerful men, Blood Eagle and Ten Thousand Demons Island Master, which caused an uproar among countless powerful men in Tianbo Mansion.
Likewise, a name spreads.
swordsman!
Relying on Yangxu Xiaocheng's spiritual cultivation, he single-handedly killed the Blood Eagle head-on, and then joined forces with Leader Wuxin to kill the owner of Ten Thousand Demons Island. His terrifying strength amazed everyone.
And the very next day, there were huge changes in the blood moon list that was updated every day, including the swordsman's name.
"Swordsman, ranked ninety-ninth!"
"Yangxu Xiaocheng's spiritual power has been cultivated. It has been confirmed that he killed the semi-saint strongman Blood Eagle in a head-on fight alone, and Blood Eagle was in peak condition. Among the many semi-sage strongmen on the Blood Moon Ranking, despite his strength, Some are strong and some are weak, but not many have ever killed a powerful Half-Saint head-on, so I, the Blood Moon Restaurant, have determined that the swordsman is worthy of ranking 99th on the Blood Moon Ranking!"
The Blood Moon Restaurant determined that, coupled with Jian Wushuang's record being truly terrifying, his strength was immediately recognized.
"Haha, he is ranked 99th on the Blood Moon Ranking. His ranking within the top 100 is much higher than mine."
In the meeting hall of Wuxin Sect, Leader Wuxin and several guardians were sitting there respectively. Leader Wuxin held the latest Blood Moon Ranking and saw the rankings in it. He couldn't help but laugh, and he didn't feel unconvinced at all in his heart.
Jian Wushuang is indeed stronger than him, and he himself admits that it is normal for him to be ranked higher than him.
"Swordsman, you are really famous now." Leader Wuxin said with a smile.
"Ranked ninety-ninth?" Jian Wushuang wiped his nose and smiled lightly.
The few guardians nearby also congratulated Jian Wushuang. After the battle, there were only five guardians left in Wuxin Sect. Among them, Bei Mu and Leng Yang, who were familiar with Jian Wushuang, were alive and well.
"Listen all." Leader Wuxin suddenly became serious and said solemnly: "From today on, the swordsman is the first protector of my Wuxin sect, and his status in the sect is no less than mine. Even if his orders are those of you protectors, You have to obey, do you hear me clearly?" Upon hearing this, Bei Mu and Leng Yang looked at each other and saluted respectfully, "I have seen the first protector."
Jian Wushuang couldn't help but be speechless.
"Swordsman, I was blind before, but now you can't refuse the position of the first protector." Leader Wu Xin said.
"The first protector..." Jian Wushuang pondered for a while, then nodded, "Okay."
"Haha." Leader Wu Xin immediately smiled and said: "And the Blood Front was under the control of Wujiu before, but now that he is dead, the Blood Front will be under the control of you, the swordsman, how about it? "
"Okay." Jian Wushuang still nodded, but then said: "But I will devote my daily time to practice. If there is nothing very important, I will not come forward or take action easily."
"That's no problem." Leader Wuxin nodded immediately, "Although you are still in the Yangxu realm, you have the power of a semi-saint. As a strong semi-saint, you don't need to do some trivial matters personally, unless you encounter something very extraordinary, even I can't help you, so I will come to you."
"That's fine." Jian Wushuang nodded and agreed directly.
Soon the news that Jian Wushuang became the first protector and took charge of the Blood Front spread throughout the Wuxin Sect.
Many strong men in the Wuxin Sect were not surprised by this. After all, they had clearly seen Jian Wushuang's strength on the battlefield before, and he deserved the title of No. 1 Protector.
The Blood Blades were a sensation.
The strong men of the ninth team were even more surprised. Jian Wushuang also returned to the manor to celebrate with them by having a drink.
At night, it was as dark as ink.
Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the bed in his room, thinking to himself.
"I am basically familiar with the environment of the Tang Dynasty. Then, I can start my plan." Jian Wu's eyes were filled with light.
On the way to the Tang Dynasty, he came up with a plan, but he never implemented it.
But now, the time is almost here.
As soon as Jian Wushuang thought, a bloody figure appeared in front of him.
This bloody figure was wearing a bloody robe and a bloody demonic mask on his face. He was so murderous that he stood there like a Shura god of death walking from hell.
And this figure is clearly the killing clone of Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand and handed the Three Killing Sword to his killing clone.
"From tonight on, your name will be 'Nan', go ahead." Jian Wushuang said.
The killing clone nodded slightly, and immediately left the room and disappeared into the moonlight, leaving Wuxin City not long after.
"Starting tonight, my killing clone will carry the Three Killing Sword and fight throughout the Tang Dynasty, challenging the powerful from all sides, while my true self will stay here to understand the origin of the world!" Jian Wushuang thought to himself! .
The killing clone has its own consciousness, and can understand the killing clone on its own. It can be completely distinguished from the original body, and naturally can leave alone to go on a killing spree.
The main body and the clone work together in division of labor.
(End of chapter)