Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

Whether in the past or now, as soon as the three words Jiang Jianyao come out, the heroes from all sides can only bow their heads and retreat, not daring to confront!

It can be said that Jiang Jianyao also represents the glorious era of Wanyan Holy Land.

But Gu Chi didn't buy it. After hearing what Saint Wan Yan said, the murderous aura that permeated the area suddenly became even colder.

"If he dares to come, I will kill him together."

Gu Chi had a blank expression on his face and was extremely strong.

"boom!"

She slapped down, as if wrapping up a piece of blue sky and slowly pressing down, shaking the entire sky and making a roar.

She did not choose to kill Saint Wan Yan directly because that would be too easy for the other party.

This person not only participated in the war to attack the Qian Kingdom, but also captured a large number of cultivators and mortals from the Qian Kingdom sects at the border and enslaved them.

According to this woman, the people of Qian Kingdom were not even as good as the lowest servants in her house.

Gu Chi also learned from the people around her that this was a vicious woman with a heart of a snake and scorpion, who took pleasure in abusing others. She could not imagine what kind of torture and abuse those monks from the Qian Kingdom had suffered after being enslaved by this vicious woman.

Saint Wan Yan gritted her teeth. As the Saint of Wan Yan Holy Land, how could she be willing to be suppressed like this? She clasped her hands together and made seals. Sword energy filled her body and transformed into one sharp blade after another that attacked Gu Chi.

This place was instantly filled with boundless sword energy, and the biting wind made people's skin ache.

"Qiang!"

The sound of swords echoed throughout the sky. Among the hundreds of sharp blades, there was actually a dazzling divine sword hidden.

It was just now hidden by countless Tiangang sharp blades, and only appeared when it was about to approach, aiming straight for Gu Chi's head.

However, facing such an attack, Gu Chi simply snapped his fingers and sent out a long purple light. With a light "ding" sound, it directly shattered it into two pieces.

"what……"

Saint Wan Yan screamed and fought desperately, using all kinds of spiritual weapons and magic tools to attack Gu Chi.

At this moment, her hair was disheveled, her body was covered in blood, and she looked extremely miserable. She no longer had the arrogant attitude of looking down on everyone not long ago.

"puff"

She staggered and was about to fall. She opened her mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Above her head, the huge handprint as big as a mountain was still slowly sinking down, neither fast nor slow.

The overwhelming pressure made her body and mind tremble, and her crystal-clear skin was like cracked ceramic, covered with cracks that oozed blood.

She had always been arrogant and spoiled, and only when she truly felt the threat of death did she know what fear was, but it was too late.

She wanted to escape, but her body was already oppressed by the overwhelming pressure like a raging sea and could not move. No matter how hard she tried, she could not break free.

"I heard you enjoy torturing others? Have you ever heard of a punishment called 'Lingchi'? It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. Today I will let you experience what it feels like."

Gu Chi moved his palms and fingers, and used his magic power to condense thirty-six sharp daggers, which surrounded the body of Saint Wan Yan. Soon, a shrill scream was heard.

"what--"

"If you dare to do this to me, Wanyan Holy Land will never let you go!"

"Your family! Your people! Everyone related to you! No one will survive!!!"

"You are destined to die a miserable death..."

The face of Saint Wan Yan was hideous, her eyes bloodshot, and she looked like a crazy shrew. All kinds of vicious curses and shrill screams kept echoing at the scene.

Thirty-six daggers cut open holes in the body of Saint Wan Yan, and blood flowed out, staining her golden Taoist robe bright red.

This kind of extremely painful punishment made everyone present feel terrified.

Xiyue frowned slightly, raised her eyes to look at Gu Chi, and said: "If you want to kill her, just kill her directly. Isn't this a bit too much?"

Gu Chi didn't even turn his head and said, "It's just a matter of giving someone a taste of their own medicine. How is that excessive?"

Having said that, Gu Chi still took away the thirty-six daggers and collected them. Then he flicked his finger and a sharp sword light shot out, piercing straight through the eyebrows of Saint Wan Yan.

Bright red blood splattered everywhere.

Saint Wan Yan's eyes were wide open, and multiple cracks appeared between her eyebrows, spreading all over her body. Then, with a "puff" sound, she exploded and shattered into a ball of blood mist. Even her soul was wiped out, and she was annihilated on the spot.

"Dead, really dead..."

"How decisive! The Saintess of Wanyan Holy Land really killed someone just as she said she would."

Everyone's face was filled with shock. The Holy Maiden of Wanyan Holy Land was killed just like that. This was definitely a big uproar.

You know, the Holy Son of Wanyan Holy Land is still in Jiusheng City at this time. Even Jiang Jianyao, the ancient freak who once dominated the world in the Kunlun Ruins Secret Realm, has just appeared.

If these two knew about this, God knows what kind of waves they would stir up in the Nine Saints City.

But the young man in purple in front of him didn't care about all this at all, as if he was not afraid of being held accountable later. The people around him were so scared that they were speechless.

"Why don't you leave quickly? Jiang Jianyao may be back soon." Xiyue glanced at Gu Chi.

"I'd really like to see what the so-called ancient freaks are capable of," said Gu Chi.

She really wanted to have a fight with these so-called ancient freaks, because the Kunlun Ruins Secret Realm was about to open, and she wanted to first understand the combat power level of these people so that she could make adequate preparations in advance.

But Xiyue was speechless for a moment. She said, "Jiang Jianyao is definitely not comparable to the likes of Wanyan Saint Girl. Don't forget, there's more than just Wanyan Saint Son in Nine Saint City right now. One of their ancestors is also in charge of the city. Do you really think you can break out of the encirclement on your own after being discovered by them?"

Gu Chi thought about it for a moment and felt that what Xiyue said made sense.

Jiang Jianyao was able to fight for the title of the best in the world in the decisive battle in the Kunlun Ruins secret realm where hundreds of rivers converge into the sea. Her strength is absolutely unquestionable. If the Holy Son Wan Yan were to join the fight, she might really suffer a great loss.

Thinking of this, she winked at Murong Zhixiu and secretly told him the meeting place later, and then she disappeared in front of everyone in a flash.

Sure enough, not long after she left, the Holy Son of Wan Yan and several elders and celebrities of the Wan Yan Holy Land arrived at the manor one after another.

"It's still a step too late!" An elder frowned.

"We must find this person. Although Suqin has some issues with her character, she is still the Holy Maiden of our Wanyan Holy Land. How can she be killed just like that?"

The faces of several elders and celebrities were very ugly, but after arriving at the scene, the Holy Son Wan Yan did not show much emotional fluctuation. He just stood in front of the pool of blood left by the Holy Girl Wan Yan, thinking about something.

There is no peace to this night.

Jiang Jianyao and Qi Sui, two ancient freaks, were born at the same time and a decisive battle broke out between them, which shocked all the major forces in the northern border, because both of them had fought for the title of the best in the world in the secret realm of Kunlun Ruins, and both were kings who dominated an era.

Now that the two young kings meet, what kind of sparks will be created?

Many figures of the older generation and geniuses of the younger generation are trying their best to gather information, wanting to know the specific battle situation between the two of them.

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