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

There were countless black sword intentions that made his heart shiver!

In his opinion, the cold sword intent emanating from each black light had the power of the Nascent Soul Stage.

How could he block so many black rays coming out at the same time...

The dark cloud trembled in his heart, and the giant bird above his head let out a shrill scream. The teeth-grinding scream instantly resounded through the world, and endless green light rushed out in all directions like crazy as if it was risking its life!

Green light filled the entire sky and earth, and countless snowflakes were blown wildly, creating more fine ice fragments.

But even so, the hurricane still couldn't disperse the dense black sword intent.

Jiang Han raised his sword, pointed the tip at Wu Yun's brow, and uttered a word softly:

"go with!"

Countless half-inch-sized condensed sword intentions disappeared in an instant, like a black sword rain, crossing the dark night, shattering countless ice crystals and snowflakes, and falling rapidly towards the dark clouds with a sharp momentum that seemed to tear through space.

The sword intent was extremely fast. Before the opponent could finish his words, it had already stabbed him, as if it had cut through space and appeared directly in front of him!

Such a scene frightened Wu Yun so much that his hair stood on end. It was as if a poisonous snake was coiling up from his tailbone, and a chill rushed up his spine.

At this moment, the enemy in front of him seemed not to be a small cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan realm, but a strong man in the early stage of the Yuanying realm.

Even stronger than him!

A huge crisis suddenly came, and he mobilized all the spiritual power in his body without thinking, and poured it into Qingpeng's body frantically.

The green violent wind mood was added, making the giant bird's body majestic. A pair of huge wings roared up, and its body turned into a huge ball of wind, carrying enough power to shatter the earth, covering the whole body of the dark cloud, and crashing into the rain of swords!

"Puff puff--"

As soon as the black and green colors came into contact, dense sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and the giant green bird was instantly shattered by the sword intent.

The mood of the violent wind was like a piece of rag, which was blown away by the sword intent in an instant.

A shrill scream resounded through the heavens and earth, and the giant bird disappeared without a trace with a cry, leaving only a dim ochre light, swaying in the darkness.

When the black light dissipated, the entire earth was like a huge sieve, densely packed with countless tiny holes.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Wuyun's mouth. A dull, ochre-colored bead hung above his head, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He thought he had thought highly enough of the other party, but when he started fighting, he realized that he still underestimated the other party!

The only earth-level body-protecting magic weapon he had obtained at a huge price had lost most of its spiritual power under this rain of swords. He didn't know how much resources it would take to repair it.

His body was severely injured. Although 90% of the sword intent was blocked, it was too weak. No matter how hard he defended, a few tiny sword intents still rushed into his body.

The moment the sword intent entered the body, the violent wind state in the body had no power to resist and was shattered in an instant by the sword intent. The sword intent penetrated into the Dantian meridians in the body.

The violent sword intent wanted to tear his whole body into pieces, forcing him to use all the remaining violent wind state of mind to suppress it.

But even so, it could only barely slow down the speed of the sword's destruction.

Most of his internal organs and meridians were injured by the sword intent, and he felt waves of severe pain.

"What kind of sword intent is this? How can it be so powerful? It can't even withstand my already perfected Gale State!"

He was a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, but in front of the other party, he was only slightly stronger than those in the Core Formation stage. He just managed to withstand the attack and survived.

Although he is still alive, his body has suffered extremely serious injuries. If he is not treated quickly, his foundation is likely to be damaged!

"Damn it! If I had been more careful and dodged with teleportation, I wouldn't have been seriously injured!"

But even though he said so, he actually knew in his heart that the sword intent was too fast and it rushed to him the moment it appeared.

If he hadn't subconsciously activated the spirit of the magic weapon to block in front of him, he would have been killed long ago. How could he have had time to breathe?

His face turned pale and blue, and he looked at Jiang Han in the distance with a look of shock and anger.

To think that he, a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, had suffered a loss at the hands of this unknown little Jindan cultivator!

It was not until he saw Jiang Han's expressionless face that a flash of inspiration suddenly came to him.

Even if I suffer a loss, so what!

The opponent was only at the middle stage of the Jindan realm. To be able to launch an attack of this level, he must have exhausted all the strength in his body.

In fact, this move is very likely a killer move that he has been accumulating for a long time, and the opponent must have reached his limit at this time!

All his killing moves have been exhausted, and his sword intent has been depleted. This person must be at the end of his strength.

Otherwise, why didn't the other party pretend to be exhausted and trick himself into letting down his guard, but instead pretended to be calm and act as if nothing had happened?

He must have wanted me to give up. In fact, this person no longer had the strength to fight.

Endless excitement rose in his eyes. Such a strong man would eventually die in his hands. Then he would take his head and verify his identity after returning to the sect. He would definitely receive a great reward!

"Good! That's great! Hahahaha!" Wuyun laughed towards the sky.

He forced himself to stand up straight, endured the severe pain in his body, and shouted excitedly:

"Since you are so ungrateful, today, I will take your life so that you will know that the dignity of a Nascent Soul Stage expert cannot be challenged!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and summoned a flying sword, intending to use it to take Jiang Han's life.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that Jiang Han's expression was still calm, as if he didn't care at all. He held the sword in front of him, and dots of black light quickly spread across the night sky.

"go with!"

A soft humming sounded through the heavens and earth like the whisper of a demon. The sound was not loud, but it made Wu Yun's hair stand on end and his heart tremble violently, as if a great danger was suddenly approaching.

"what happened?"

He was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, and watched a rain of swords appear from the void. The moment before, it had just condensed, and the next moment, it rushed in front of him!

The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

As soon as the power of teleportation was raised, the sword light enveloped it, and the dim khaki light shield shattered in an instant.

"How is that possible?! How can you have so much sword intent when you are just a Jindan?"

The shrill roar stopped abruptly the next moment, and a ray of green light was torn into pieces as soon as it appeared. Even the green Yuanying that broke out of the body was instantly submerged by the infinite sword intent.

Not until all the blood flowers were smashed into nothingness did the rain of swords finally stop.

Jiang Han took a step and slowly walked towards the broken land, looking indifferently at the small piece of red bloodstain that remained. This was the last trace left by the other party.