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

As Jiang Han finished speaking, a huge pressure descended from the sky, which frightened the strong man and cold sweat instantly wet his back.

"It was you who just released that peerless sword energy?!"

His voice was filled with horror, as if he couldn't believe that the sword energy that soared into the sky was actually emitted by a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan realm.

At this moment, he finally understood why the other party was only in the middle stage of the Jindan realm, but they received orders to use formations to meet the enemy.

He suddenly thought of a sentence: There is a huge gap in strength between Jindan stage cultivators.

Apart from him, the other monks also felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, even though each of them was a respected figure in the outside world and a powerful figure in charge of a town.

At this moment, ninety-nine people gathered together to deal with one person. Not only were their cultivation levels much higher than the opponent's, but their numbers were also enough to crush the opponent.

But the pressure they faced at this moment was as if they were facing a powerful Yuanying stage cultivator, and their hearts were filled with fear and horror.

"Stop playing tricks here! Do you think you're the only one with a magic weapon? Since we dared to come here, we must have made all the necessary preparations."

The sturdy man concealed the shock in his eyes. As he spoke, a huge golden banner flew out of his storage bag and grew to a size of ten feet in the blink of an eye.

With this banner supporting him, he suddenly felt more confident and finally dared to look up at the long sword in Jiang Han's hand, with a much more relaxed look in his eyes.

"As expected of a man who has followed Sect Master Lei for many years, the Thunder Sword, an eighth-grade Heavenly Grade magical weapon, this kind of sword energy is worthy of this grade."

"But..."

There was a hint of contempt in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Han.

"It's a bit of a waste of talent to have it in your hands now."

"With your spiritual power, if you use all your strength, I'm afraid you can only control it for a short while. Even if this sword is powerful, you will find it difficult to unleash its true strength."

"Why don't you just hand it over and then accept your death. I can make the decision and give you a quick death."

After saying that, he reached out and picked up the golden banner, a cold and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he gripped the flagpole and pushed it towards the ground.

"Boom!"

A golden ripple quickly spread from under his feet, and in a blink of an eye formed a huge circular formation that protected them.

Jiang Han's body suddenly sank, as if a tremendous force was pressing down on him from thin air, causing the circulation of his physical and spiritual energy to become extremely sluggish.

But his expression did not change, he just asked calmly:

"I just want to know, who sent you? Do you know the consequences of attacking me?"

When the strong man heard this, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, but at this moment, a voice sounded from outside.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, why are you stalling for time? The four major sects have already promised that as long as you stay here this time, our Zhao State will accept the protection of the four major sects, and they will also help us advance to the Divine Transformation Realm. We will no longer have to hand over any resources. From now on, we will be the strongest force under the four major sects!"

Four figures slowly floated up from behind the crowd, looking at Jiang Han with smiles on their faces.

Jiang Han looked around but only recognized the person in the middle.

It was the fifth prince of Zhao State who was seen that day, the one who guided the Yin-Yang Sect. The other three must be other princes.

"I see."

Jiang Han nodded. He wasn't too surprised. After all, this was bound to happen sooner or later. If the other party took action sooner, he could also make some preparations in advance.

The only thing that surprised him was that the monarch of Zhao State actually agreed to such a request which was tantamount to suicide.

Could it be that the prestige of the Zixiao Sword Sect has fallen to this level?

How could any small country, a country without even a Spiritual Transformation Stage expert, dare to kill the direct disciple of the Purple Sky Sword Sect just because of someone else's verbal promise?!

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly focused, and the devouring state of mind quietly appeared. The pressure surrounding his body instantly disappeared, and the spiritual power in his body was running at full speed.

He swung the long sword in his hand and slashed forward suddenly. It was not fast, but it fell in an instant.

"boom--!"

Thunder roared, and a black sword light rushed out from the long sword, instantly expanding to a size of a hundred feet and flashing forward!

The sword light was like a flash of lightning that cut through the void. Its speed seemed to have reached the extreme and it was already a thousand feet away in an instant.

"Pfft——!"

The sword light was so fast that no one could react at all. It was not until half of the strong man's body was exploded into a bloody mist by the sword energy that invaded his body that the others finally reacted.

A powerful cultivator at the peak of the False Infant realm died with one sword!

Immediately afterwards, bursts of explosions were heard in the field, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"boom--!"

A large amount of blood mist exploded in the field, and the space in front of Jiang Han suddenly became empty, with only blood floating everywhere.

Even the golden elixir inside was shattered by the sword energy. More than ten people in this direction, including the false infant cultivator, died instantly.

It was not until this moment that a ripple suddenly appeared in the distance, repelling the sword energy.

The smiles on the faces of the four princes who were watching the battle from a distance suddenly froze.

For the first time, there was a hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at Jiang Han.

"This is impossible!"

The Fifth Prince's face was pale, without a trace of blood. He knew that the disciples of the big sects were all the best in their level, and among them, the sword cultivators of the Zixiao Sword Sect were the strongest.

But he never expected that Jiang Han, who was only in the middle stage of Jindan, could kill more than ten of his men with just one sword!

The sword light was so fast that he only felt a flash before his eyes, and those people were already dead.

Among them was even the burly man at the peak of the False Infant stage. He was the strongest among these people, not much worse than the disciples of the four major sects. However, even he did not have time to react and was killed with one sword.

These Jindan stage cultivators are all their belongings. If they all die here, even if they can get out alive, they will be left alone. What can they use to fight for the throne?

Just rely on those Yuanying? I'm afraid not. Most of them are just guest officials. If you want them to take action, I'm afraid you will have to pay a huge price.

What's more, now that this has been done, there is no reason to retreat. If they cannot capture Jiang Han in exchange for the protection of the four major sects, their Zhao royal family will definitely be razed to the ground by the Zixiao Sword Sect!

He looked around and found that most of the remaining people had dull faces and eyes full of horror and fear. They must have been scared out of their wits.

If they escape now, they will only end up dead!

Thinking of this, he exchanged glances with his brothers and shouted angrily:

"Jiang Han's realm is too low. He must have been forcibly activating his magic weapon to barely use this sword move. This sword move cannot be used frequently. You just need to be careful. Once his spiritual power is exhausted, he will die!"

"What's more, we have already promised the four major sects to help them kill Jiang Han. If we retreat without a fight, we will be hunted down by the five major sects. Everyone, please use all your strength to kill Jiang Han here! Otherwise, we will surely die!"

While his words were still echoing in the air, he took the lead and summoned a golden seal, smashing it down on Jiang Han's head!

Around the seal, there was a faint roar of golden dragons, with a force so powerful that even the void was shaken by the roar.

Before the seal arrived, a huge pressure came down on Jiang Han's head, and the ground within a radius of ten feet around him suddenly dropped more than half a foot!

At such a critical moment, Jiang Han's heart was calm. He swung his sword again and suddenly slashed towards the air!