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Amidst the rustling of wind and the cry of cranes, a sharp arrow, piercing through the clouds, shot down from the feathers and headed straight for Chen Ziwen.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ziwen immediately rushed forward, his body crashing into the entire Ten Thousand Swords like a meteor.

All that could be seen were the feathers, which had transformed into swords that scattered to both sides and quickly turned into a pile of graves. Fire fell on the ground, and just as Jiangnan He was about to resist, Chen Ziwen went straight over and pierced through his heart.

Suddenly, the Jiangnan Crane stopped in mid-air, and a huge skull appeared on its belly, making it look like a bird ten times larger. At this moment, it fell from the sky and landed on the ground, burning up like a firework. The Jiangnan Crane perished.

By making an example of him, the powerful figures behind the scenes dared not make a move, and Chen Ziwen killed Jiang Nanhe with a single strike.

Jiang Nanhe is no ordinary person. Although he cannot compare to those so-called top big shots, he is not someone that this group of people below can compare to.

"What should we do? If we wait any longer, won't they kill us too?"

Those below dared not make a move, but the old fogies still had to hold on, because the immortals were right in front of them.

"I don't care about anything else, getting someone who doesn't die is what's truly impressive..."

The Yin-Yang faction members charged forward, intending to assassinate Gui Sanyang, who was fighting fiercely nearby. Just as they reached him from behind, they kicked Gui Sanyang in the back. Gui Sanyang felt as if a foot as large as Mount Tai was pressing down on his back.

They stepped on him.

At that moment, he rushed forward, spitting out blood.

Meanwhile, Chen Ziwen, standing to the other side, grinned broadly when he saw the grandmaster of the Yin-Yang Sect…

“Be a decent human being, or you resort to these sneak attacks. Since you’re willing to do these things, then I’ll grant your wish. Heaven and earth will block it, yin and yang will prevail…”

In Chen Ziwen's hand, a Yin-Yang Bagua symbol quickly appeared as it spun rapidly in mid-air, causing wind and clouds to surge below, and almost half of a tree was swept into the whirlwind.

Seeing the Yin-Yang sect in front of me, and the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, I felt quite uneasy.

If we're talking about who uses the Bagua formation best in the world.

Of course, he belongs to the Yin-Yang sect, and his current grandmaster is even more powerful than his ancestor.

At this moment, the grandmaster uncle used both his hands and feet to conjure up a giant array called the Heavenly Array of the Five Constants.

We must use it as the most secure barrier to begin resisting the whirlwind of the giant crocodile before us.

But how could Chen Ziwen's actions be easily countered? Chen Ziwen kicked forward with one foot.

The whirlwind then broke through the barrier in front of them, and the Yin-Yang sect's grandmaster, whom Chen Ziwen had previously imprisoned in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams area, was swept into it.

He mingled together again, and all he could hear was his grandmaster laughing wildly and chanting.

"Ah, my arm... my heart... I..."

A mournful sound began to linger inside, and the Yin-Yang Sect's grandmaster was so angry that he wanted to jump up and down.

But there is absolutely no possibility of it.

There is absolutely no way to resolve this.

My grandmaster is already on the verge of death; there's nothing that can be done now, nothing more.

All that could be heard was that a wisp of sword, as powerful as thunder, fell into the whirlwind from Chen Ziwen's hand.

The moment the Thunderflame Sword appeared, everyone meditating in front of it watched with bated breath.

Because this Thunderflame Sword resounded throughout the heavens and earth, startling the gods and ghosts, the moment it fell into the air, a loud roar was heard and the whirlwind landed. The Thunderflame Sword was embedded in the ground, while the Yin-Yang Sect's grandmaster, who was still in mid-air, was engulfed in a raging fire, turning it into ashes that scattered in all directions.

The crowd below frowned upon seeing this.

"What... what kind of swordsmanship is this? This person is far too powerful..."

"Is this Lei Yan?"

A little girl hiding behind the trees saw the Thunderflame Sword and blurted out that it was obvious she had seen it before. But upon closer inspection, she realized that was not the case, as the Thunderflame Sword was an item from the previous era, not something she saw now.

"The thunder and lightning of heaven and earth are powerful and devastating, and the word 'absolute kill' is used to describe the sword. Once this sword is drawn, the heroes of the world will surely be thrown into chaos. I have encountered this sword name in ancient books and classics before. I never expected to see it in real life. When the Thunder Flame Sword is drawn, the poor and the rich will be thrown into chaos. This is much more powerful than that so-called immortal man. Could it be that today is really the one who will replace the old generation in this world?"

This little girl suddenly shed all the innocence on her face.

All I could see was her mature face, her eyes fixed intently on the Thunderflame Sword before her.

Meanwhile, in another Jiangnan faction, the various characters frowned upon seeing the Thunder Flame Sword, as if thunder roared overhead and the earth churned with immense force.

The Yin-Yang Sect was directly destroyed, and the ancestral master's tablet was shattered within the Yin-Yang Sect's grand formation.

The founder of the Yin-Yang School closed his eyes after seeing this.

"Fate, this is fate, there's nothing we can do about it..."

The flowers have fallen, a sight to behold...

Once spring waters flow eastward, they vanish without a trace: no flowers, no fruit, no roots, nowhere to be found.

Who could do anything about it? Once you've been in trouble, you have to suffer the consequences. Meanwhile, the Emei nuns, the Shaolin monks, and people from various other sects all mobilized, and the vampire black ninjas hiding in the corners also began to emerge.

This Thunderflame Sword revealed almost all the troops hidden in the surrounding area. Its roar swept across the land, making it extremely powerful, unmatched by anyone else and impossible for anyone to withstand.

"When the Thunder Lord appears, ten thousand horses gallop; this is an auspicious omen from heaven, and it has fallen upon the land of my Jiangnan sect. Just as our ancestral teachings have been passed down, the day the Thunder Sword manifests will be the day my Jiangnan sect rises to prominence, and all the disciples of that sect will respectfully welcome our Holy Ancestor..."

All that could be seen was the grandmaster of the Jiangnan school, who sat down on the ground, knelt on one knee with his hands on his waist, and kowtowed. Liu Santong, from another place, also did the same as his grandmaster.

Behind them, inside the ancestral temple, were all people of various kinds, bowing their heads in submission and remaining completely silent.

Chen Ziwen felt the surging tide throughout the Jiangnan region and along the Qinling-Huaihe line.

Underground currents surge.

The Thunderflame Sword roared with thunder, instantly stirring the Yin and Yang beneath it.

But it stirred up the dragon energy along the Qinling-Huaihe line...

The ninjas beside him frowned and, speaking in the language of the island nation, began to move as they landed, using shadows.

The vampires on the other side, who were hiding in the dense forest, were in a place where darkness was more suitable for their survival. They were in the dark and did not see the sun, so they hid around and fought together with the thunderous force next to them.