C4 Killing Sword of the First Stage

Boom!

It was like a domineering punch from the heavens and the earth. Everywhere it passed, the air would retreat, and the sound of explosions resounded without end.

"Good! This punch is a total of seven hundred kilograms!" Jian Ao withdrew his fist, revealing a satisfied expression. "And my cultivation base has increased to Stage Four. "

"Before the spiritual energy of the Fire Spirit Fruit disappears, absorb it as soon as possible and try to break through to the Fifth Level before the people from the Sword Wood Sect. "

At this moment, a group of people welcomed them from the Lonely Mountain Range.

Each of them was wearing white clothes and had a powerful aura. The strongest one among them had reached the Seventh Level of Sword Power. The word "sword" on the left side of them was particularly eye-catching.

"Boss, do you think Second Master will give us a generous reward for completing this mission?" One of the Duan Six said.

"There will definitely be a reward, but we still have to complete the mission!" The strongest Seventh Level of Sword Power warrior's eyes seemed to be able to see through the future. He could see himself hugging his wife in groups.

"At that time, no matter if it's his status or cultivation base, he will definitely improve. " The Seventh Level of Sword Power said, "Let's go. He didn't want San Ye, that trash, to be taken away by the Demon Beast and leave nothing behind. "

"That's right! As long as we can get San Ye's things, even if it's just a strand of hair, as long as we can prove it. . . It belongs to the Third Master. At that time, our mission will be completed! "

"I feel that this mission is so f * cking simple, and the rewards are so generous!"

The group of people were looking forward to a beautiful future, but they didn't know that what they were facing was a disaster.

"Where are the people!? Where is that useless Third Master?"

The group of people arrived in front of Jian Ao in an instant, but they did not find a single trace of Jian Ao. They only saw the gunny sack that had been cut by a dagger.

"Boss, according to the information from above, Third Master was indeed thrown here!" One of them frowned.

"Boss, look, the sack was torn from the inside!" A Fifth Level warrior with sword force. With his sharp eyes, he analyzed the situation from the degree of the burlap sack being broken.

"Not good!" The Seventh Level of Sword Power leader sensed that something was wrong and immediately screamed, "Third Master isn't dead! Retreat! We have to send this news to Second Master immediately!"

The group made a prompt decision and was about to leave.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded out, and it carried an intense magnetism that caused even time to stop, causing the group of people to stop moving forward and be stunned on the spot.

"You were looking for me just now, right?"

A human figure slowly descended from the tree. It was like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind. It did not have any weight and gently landed on the ground. It was like a superior being looking down on this group of ants.

Although it did not emit a stronger aura than mine, it gave people the feeling that it was a superior being who had been in a high position for a long time and was in control of everyone's life and death.

This person was naturally Jian Ao.

"Third. . . Third Master!" After a long time, the Seventh Level of Sword Power man finally spoke. His voice was trembling as if he had met a ghost.

That's right. According to the information sent out by the sword wood, Jian Ao was already dead. At this moment, he found that Jian Ao wasn't dead, and was still standing in front of them, full of energy.

"It's me!" Jian Ao looked around. There were a total of fifteen people, most of whom were at least at the Fourth Stage. Only seven of them were at the Fifth Level and above.

"You guys are from the Sword Wood Sect, right?" Jian Ao still didn't look at them directly, as if they weren't qualified to talk to him.

"Yes. " The group of people answered obediently.

The Nine Swords Continent was like the ancient Earth, the hierarchy was clear. Once a servant offended his master, not only would he be sentenced to death, but he would also be sentenced to nine generations of death.

If it wasn't for the fact that Jian Mu said Jian Ao was dead, as long as they could retrieve a bit of evidence that could prove that Jian Ao had died in the Demon Beast's hands, they would probably not have come even if they were beaten to death.

"Since that's the case, all of you should stay here. I think the scenery here is pretty good. It's a very good graveyard. "

"All of you can go to hell!"

Jian Ao's voice had no emotion at all, like a machine.

Without giving them a chance to regain their senses, Jian Ao instantly attacked. His body was as fast as the wind, like lightning, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was as fast as lightning.

Before the Fifth Level who was closest to him could react, his head was crushed by Jian Ao's palm. The brain juice in his brain was like a fountain, splashing all over Jian Ao's body, causing a bright red color to appear on his white clothes.

"The first one!"

Jian Ao was like the incarnation of a devil, harvesting people's lives.

Bang!

The sound of a watermelon breaking was heard. Another person died in Jian Ao's hands.

"The second one!"

. . .

In an instant, five people had died in Jian Ao's hands!

"This is the power brought by the Fire Spirit Fruit. It is indeed powerful. "

That's right. Jian Ao had completely absorbed the spiritual energy contained within the Fire Spirit Fruit, pushing his cultivation base to the Fifth Level. His strength had doubled, and he had obtained two thousand Jin. This was something that he had never dreamt of.

Now, Jian Ao felt like his body was like a newborn baby. There were no impurities in it, and it was as hard as iron. Even if he was stabbed by a weapon, he would only be left with a white scar.

When Jian Ao crushed the sixth person's head, the other nine people suddenly came to their senses and looked at Jian Ao in shock.

In an instant, six people were killed. Two of them were Fifth Level warriors. Was this still the trash Jian Ao who had stopped at the third stage of Sword Force?

Perhaps, even a sixth or even seventh stage expert wouldn't be able to do so!

The remaining six knew that the devil in front of them would never let them go. If they didn't want to die, they could only resist.

They looked at each other. The strongest expert of the seventh stage said in a clear voice, "Brothers, Third Master has already turned into a devil. He wants to kill us. And we don't want to die, so we can only resist with all our might and enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and avenge our dead brothers! "

"Moreover, if we kill the Third Master, the Second Master will definitely reward us handsomely!"

"Kill!"

After the last word was said, the Seventh Level of Sword Power warrior was the first to attack Jian Ao.

As the punch passed by, layers of sand were rolled up, turning into a wave of sand that swept towards Jian Ao.

"Low-grade human-step martial skill, Soil Layer Fist!"

Jian Ao saw through his doubt and said coldly, "My Jian family is for you to eat and live with. You don't know how to repay me, but you want to kill Mistress instead. You deserve to die! "

"You deserve to die!"

Jian Ao ignored him and threw a punch at him.

Compared to the powerful punch, Jian Ao's punch looked normal, like an ordinary punch.

"Third Young Master, since you are courting death, don't blame me!" A Seventh Level of Sword Power warrior sneered when he saw Jian Ao's punch.

He was a Stage Seven expert while Jian Ao was only a Stage Three expert. Even with the innate ability of Jian family - the powerful physique - he couldn't fight a battle that was four stages higher than him.

This was undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

As if seeing Jian Ao's arm being broken by this punch, the Seventh Level of Sword Power warrior revealed a proud smile.

But in the next second. . .

Crack!

The sound of his arm being broken rang out. The originally smiling him now had his phone bent and he was screaming in pain.

"Ah! My hand! How is this possible? This punch has a strength of 2000 jins! How could it appear on your body!" The Seventh Level of Sword Power warrior looked at Jian Ao as if he was looking at a monster. His face was filled with fear.