Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Xu Shaoxuan realized something was wrong. The black snow actually contained an extremely sharp sword energy. When it fell, it actually dispersed the surrounding water laws.

What the hell?

Are you murderous?

Who is this person, wanting to fight without saying anything?!

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he saw a flash of light in front of his eyes. A thousand-foot-long sword light mixed with pink specks flashed down from the horizon, piercing through the light shield of the formation and slashing towards him.

The sword light flashed with green lightning, and it was extremely huge. The majestic sword energy made the earth tremble and the void tear apart. It was like a flying sword from the sky breaking through the air, ready to destroy this world with one sword.

The black-gold light shield was easily split open, and dense golden cracks appeared with a crackling sound.

Countless runes trembled wildly and collapsed. In just a blink of an eye, they all collapsed and dissipated.

The eighth-grade high-level formation was broken by a single sword!

The wind was howling violently, and the Nascent Soul cultivators who were guarding the center of the formation vomited blood and flew backwards.

Xu Shaoxuan, as the core of the formation, was cut down by the sword light. Even though he bit his tongue and used his blood and essence to sacrifice a magic weapon for defense, he was still chopped down from the sky by the sword and smashed into the ground with a loud bang.

The mountains shook, the earth trembled, huge rocks flew, and the deafening roar echoed for thousands of miles.

A huge ravine with no end in sight was cut into the earth, and in the middle was a thousand-foot-deep pit created by Xu Shaoxuan.

He lay at the bottom of the pit with a weak breath, his body cracked like porcelain, blood spurting out, and blood was also gushing out of his mouth. He was seriously injured by the sword, and half of his internal organs were shattered.

"what?!"

The sword was too powerful and too fast. Just as he thought of dodging, the sword light came in front of him. If he had not decisively sacrificed his blood and magic weapon to block it, he would have been killed on the spot.

He weakly raised his head to look up at the sky, but saw only a figure standing in the air, holding a green flying sword, looking down at him indifferently.

Behind him was an endless rolling black cloud with rumbling thunder and flashing blue lightning. The terrifying pressure swept across the sky and earth, and even the wind did not dare to blow.

As a master who has been famous on the Earth List for many years, Xu Shaoxuan has always been a little arrogant. He believes that even if he meets the top ten on the Earth List, he can still fight.

But the moment he saw that figure, he didn't have any thought of resistance in his heart. His heart was pounding and he was left with only fear and horror.

Green Thunder, Green Sword, Young Swordsman...

Although it was a little different from the rumors, all the signs came together, and coupled with the other party's somewhat familiar face, Xu Shaoxuan instantly thought of a name in his mind.

"Jiang, Jiang Han?"

His voice was dry and his tone was hesitant.

Wasn’t it said to be the Nascent Soul stage? How come... he has already reached the Spiritual Transformation stage?

"My Sword Sect wants this inheritance."

Jiang Han lowered his head and glanced at the group of seriously injured Ling Tian Sect Yuanying. His tone was calm, without any murderous intent:

"You guys, want to snatch it from me?"

Except for Wang Qingfeng who had escaped long ago, all the Lingtian Sect Nascent Souls who had taken action this time were already seriously injured. How could they dare to snatch the treasures at this moment? They all climbed up and retreated cautiously, not daring to say a word.

Xu Shaoxuan shook his head hurriedly, forced himself to get up despite the pain, and said with an apologetic smile:

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. We are so weak, how dare we compete with you for the treasure? We will leave now, leave now."

Are you kidding? To steal things from this guy, he must be tired of living and looking for death!

The third-grade life-saving magic weapon of the Heavenly Rank that he sacrificed with his blood could withstand a full-strength attack from an early stage Spirit Transformation cultivator, but it was directly shattered by the opponent's sword light.

And there was also the eighth-grade formation, which was a high-level formation personally made by the Elder Huashen, but it was also destroyed by this kid with just one sword.

Such strength has definitely reached the God Transformation Stage, and it is not just an ordinary God Transformation Stage, but a very terrifying God Transformation Stage.

Not to mention them, who are just in the late Nascent Soul stage, even if the eldest sister came in person, I'm afraid she would not be a match for this boy.

He doesn't want to die yet.

Seeing that the fight was unlikely to break out, Wang Qingfeng, who had originally run away, quickly came over and said with a bow:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, it's been a while since we last met. I'm glad to see you make another breakthrough in your strength. I'll leave now and catch up with you another day."

He knew that a fight might happen, but he never expected it to start so quickly. Xu Shaoxuan was so arrogant just now, but when the fight really started, he couldn't even block a single sword.

Jiang Han glanced at him and said, "You want to leave after provoking the Sword Sect? Leave all your storage rings and magic weapons behind, otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, he just smiled coldly, and thunder exploded behind him. The green lightning illuminated the sky and the earth, making everyone's faces even paler.

Xu Shaoxuan's Adam's apple rolled, and after hesitating for a moment, he threw the storage ring away. He even slapped his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and threw away his natal flying sword.

"Of course, of course. All my wealth is here. I hope Brother Jiang will accept it."

After saying this, he turned to the other fellow disciples who all had troubled expressions and shouted, "Hand over the things quickly. Don't keep Fellow Daoist Jiang waiting for too long."

Are you kidding? Anyone who has heard rumors about Jiang Han knows that this guy is a cruel and vicious swordsman who likes to kill entire families and wipe out entire clans at any time.

If he had not practiced orthodox thunder magic, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was an evil cultivator.

If it were in the outside world, he could still rely on the identity of Lingtian Sect to deal with the other party, but this is Xuandao Mountain, and coupled with the hatred caused by the main peak, this kid will definitely kill anyone who does not obey him!

No one who could cultivate to this level was a fool. After hesitating for only a moment, they gritted their teeth and handed over their magic weapons.

It is not easy to buy your life with money. If you refuse to surrender, not only will your property be taken away, but you will also lose your life.

Everyone was heartbroken. They were all geniuses of the Lingtian Sect. Although they were not as good as the masters on the Earth List, they were also well-known Nascent Soul masters in the world.

But in front of Jiang Han, they couldn't even withstand the aftermath of the sword light, and were just like a bunch of trash.

Heartache, confusion, unwillingness, all kinds of thoughts intertwined, and finally turned into a heart full of frustration and helplessness.

The opponent was so strong that they were far behind him, so strong that they would never be able to catch up with him in their entire lives.

Don’t even think about revenge. Being able to keep your life is already a blessing from our ancestors.

Everyone presented the magic weapons and treasures with both hands, lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

It was not until their belongings were swept away by a spiritual power that they breathed a sigh of relief and quietly retreated behind Xu Shaoxuan.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, can we... go now?"

Jiang Han didn't say anything, but looked at Wang Qingfeng:

"Why, you want me to take it myself?"