The Ji Family's Pride

Chapter 340: Despair of Wuxianmen
"Huh? What?"

“Who…is this!”

"Who's there?"

Fengmo, Master Huanmu, Daozu Moshou and other leaders and powerful men of Wujian Sect all changed their expressions.

Who was it? How could he deceive the countless immortals and demons of Wujian Sect? And deceive all the true gods and Taoist ancestors?

He even managed to hide from their perception and appear directly in the hall where they were discussing important matters!

You know, this is their Wuxian Sect's Ten Thousand Demon Realm! Their Wuxian Sect's most important lair!

"Who is it? Weren't you discussing how to decide my life or death just now?" Ji Xiaoshan smiled, and his figure suddenly appeared from the void. His overwhelming aura was presented in front of Feng Mo and others without reservation.

"Huh? It's you!" The God King Bu Ran was shocked, and then endless murderous intent emerged in his misty eyes.

"Qingping? You are really brave!" Bu Ran was shocked and angry. The cultivator who he was planning to deal with now appeared in his Wuxian Sect's lair without any scruples and appeared in front of him, the 'king' of Wuxian Sect.

"How dare you come to the lair of my Wuxian Sect? You are looking for death!" The Demon Hand Taoist also had a frosty face. The leader of the Wuxian Sect who once competed with Nuwa flipped his hands, both of which were wearing silver-white gloves, and slapped Ji Xiaoshan directly.

"Hmph! The disciples of the Three Purities are becoming more and more arrogant!" The good-natured Master Huanmu also exuded an extremely cold murderous intent. He directly pulled out the huge wooden ruler behind him and slammed it down.

"You don't know how to live or die!" At the same time, the strongest Wind Demon came from behind but was the first to arrive, like a gust of wind, and rushed over to kill him.

For a moment, the four powerful men from the Wuxian Sect in the entire hall moved like thunder and attacked Ji Xiaoshan from all directions at the same time.

"Hmm. They have a tacit understanding!" Ji Xiaoshan glanced at Feng Mo and others in the hall who had endless murderous intent. His eyes were extremely deep, like a bottomless pool.

It sounds slow, but it is actually fast.

"Go, kill the gods!" Ji Xiaoshan pointed in the distance, and suddenly densely packed divine swords appeared around him, each emitting the vibrations of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

call out!call out!call out!
One after another, the god-killing swords turned into streams of light, a total of 13,500 swords. Countless terrifying sword lights crisscrossed, covering the sky and the sun, and instantly filled the entire hall.

"What? Innate top-grade spiritual treasures! So many!" Feng Mo, who was the fastest, was suddenly shocked. It was the first time for him to see so many innate top-grade spiritual treasures.

But Ji Xiaoshan's swordsmanship was so fast that he had learned countless sword techniques that surpassed the limits of the Heavenly Dao, and the essence of all of them was integrated into the Five Styles of Qingping Swordsmanship.

"No - don't!" The black-robed God King Bu Ran looked at Ji Xiaoshan in horror, extremely panicked. Death came so close, so suddenly.

He was the weakest, although he was the leader of Wuxian Sect and the king of Wuxian Sect, but his strength was only at the top Daozu level, and he was naturally the first to collapse under the indiscriminate attack of the God-Slaying Sword.

"Spare my life! Qingping Sword Immortal! Spare my life!"

"Spare my life? Don't worry, I will torture you slowly!" Ji Xiaoshan smiled slightly, and with a thought, countless sword lights flashed, and the physical body of the God King was easily wiped out.

"No! No, no!" A ferocious, slightly transparent soul suddenly appeared on the spot. This was the soul of the black-robed God King Bu Ran that Ji Xiaoshan had left behind on purpose.

"No? It's too late!" Ji Xiaoshan had a cold smile on his face. He waved his hand and put away the slightly transparent soul.

at the same time.

"This... this swordsmanship is so fast!" Feng Mo was shocked. At this moment, he didn't care about the black-robed God King who was already dead.

Although Feng Mo was deeply immersed in the way of wind and his speed even exceeded the limit of the way of heaven, when facing the countless divine swords around Ji Xiaoshan, he felt for the first time that there was no escape.

This kind of feeling had never been experienced before, even when he was being hunted by Nuwa who had broken through and become the God of the World.

call out!call out!call out!
Sword lights flashed across the sky, and the streams of light transformed from countless god-killing swords instantly enveloped the Wind Demon completely.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Fengmo's figure was as fast as the wind, and his speed was extremely fast.

But Ji Xiaoshan had too many god-killing swords, a total of 13,500. Even if they were divided into four parts and sent to kill the four mighty men of the Wuxian Sect in the hall respectively, each person would have to face more than 3,000 innate top-grade divine swords.

When have they ever seen such a method! A cultivator who practices Qi flow controls more than 10,000 innate spiritual treasures at the same time! Even if all the top-grade innate spiritual treasures in the hands of all the powerful people in Wuxian Sect are added together, there may not even be so many.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The colorful divine swords suddenly crushed the body of Feng Mo's ancestor god like a huge millstone. Even though Feng Mo was an ancestor god with an extremely powerful body, he was also cut and shattered by the colorful sword light in an instant.

Ji Xiaoshan's soul was already extremely powerful, and now that he had broken through to the first-class ancestor immortal, it was even easier for him to control the God-Slaying Sword. He enveloped the entire Ten Thousand Demon Realm with his mind, and everything was under his control.

In the high sky, countless colorful sword lights were still circling in the air, extremely ghostly and each one surpassing the limits of the Heavenly Dao. They surrounded them and at the same time enveloped the remaining Master Huanmu and the Demonic Hand Taoist.

"How, how can he be so strong!" "It's actually the fifth level of sword power!"

"Damn it! He has this much strength after a breakthrough!"

"It actually gives me the feeling of Nuwa breaking through and sweeping across the four directions!" Master Huanmu's face looked grim, and a wooden ruler in his hand quickly grew longer, continuously resisting the sword light that was like the raging waves of the sea. However, each ray of sword light exceeded the limit of the Heavenly Dao, and even the fastest Wind Demon had his body shattered in an instant. Although he was also an ancestor god, the countless flying swords controlled by Ji Xiaoshan also made it extremely difficult for him to resist.

You know, this is the sword light controlled by a strong man who has reached the threshold of the world realm.

But in an instant, Master Huanmu followed in Fengmo's footsteps and was surrounded by countless colorful sword lights and cut into pieces.

"Damn it! Damn it!" The Demon Hand Daozu was extremely solemn, and his big hands wearing the Chaos Magic Gloves directly danced out afterimages. But, everything was in vain.

call out!call out!
The sword flashed, and immediately cut off the hands of the Demon Hand Daozu. A pair of slender hands wearing silver-white gloves were thrown into the air, and then they were directly knocked down by a God-Slaying Sword under the wall of the hall.

The most powerful thing about the Demon Hand Daozu is her pair of gloves made of the Chaos Treasure. She is only a true god. If her hands are cut off, the practitioners of the God and Demon Body Refining School can recover instantly with the surge of divine power. But without the Chaos Treasure, the threat is greatly reduced.

"Hmm. It seems that they are all a little vulnerable!" Ji Xiaoshan glanced around and waved his hand to pick up the pair of slender hands with silver-white gloves that fell to the ground.

Except for the Black Robe God King whose body was directly destroyed, he had already shown mercy to the rest of Feng Mo and others.

Wow~~~
Wow~~~
In the hall, the divine power transformed from two divine bodies that had been shredded by the sword light surged, and the figures of Fengmo and Master Huanmu suddenly appeared.

"Monster, it's really a monster! Run!" As soon as Feng Mo recovered, he turned into a gust of wind and quickly fled out of the hall. At this moment, he was already a little scared.

Ji Xiaoshan faced four of them alone, and he easily crushed his and Huan Mu's bodies like dead wood and rotten wood, and even killed one of Mo Shou Daozu and Bu Ran, while injuring the other.

At this moment, there is no desire to fight anymore.

"Hmm? Want to escape?" Ji Xiaoshan smiled slightly, "World Projection, go out!"

"Rumble~~~"

In an instant, a majestic projection of the world of the heart appeared, directly covering the entire demon world.

Heart, illusory. When the mind moves, the world comes, how fast. Even if the speed of Feng Mo can surpass the limit of the heaven, it still cannot match the speed of Ji Xiaoshan's "heart" expansion.

Suddenly, the speed of the wind demon that was about to escape as a gust of wind dropped sharply. If the wind demon was a gust of wind that whistled by before, now under the suppression of the phantom of the world of the heart, it directly became as slow as a turtle.

"Huh? My speed... What kind of method is this? It actually directly limits my speed!" There was despair in Fengmo's eyes. The speed he was most proud of, the speed that once allowed him to escape with his life from the hands of a world god, was actually directly restricted.

There were restrictions everywhere, as if he had entered a quagmire, making it impossible for him to escape.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

"Why, why can't I move at all!"

At the same time, the eyes of Master Huanmu and Daozu Moshou, who were suppressed by the projection of the world of the heart, were filled with despair.

The strength that their Wujian Sect was proud of, and even the confidence that killing Ji Xiaoshan was a piece of cake, had already collapsed and shattered.

“Stop, Wind Demon!” Ji Xiaoshan looked at the Wind Demon that was slowly moving out of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm from afar, and said calmly, “I have no intention of killing you! Otherwise, I would have killed you easily when I crushed your bodies just now!”

"As long as I want, you can't escape! Not even you, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons who is known as the fastest in the Three Realms!"

“This…” Feng Mo’s eyes, which had been somewhat desperate, suddenly calmed down. He turned to look at Ji Xiaoshan and asked, “What are you going to do?”

He didn't believe that Ji Xiaoshan would break into his Wuxian Sect's lair and his Wanmo Realm as soon as he made a breakthrough, just to crush them with ease or even humiliate them.

"Qingping Sword Immortal, tell me. What do you want to do?" Master Huanmu also looked at Ji Xiaoshan with an extremely complicated expression.

Their Wuxian Sect was defeated! Completely defeated! All the conspiracies, all the plots, and even the countless years of preparation for the fight for luck, became a joke.

Under the crushing of absolute strength, they are all vulnerable.

Ji Xiaoshan glanced at Feng Mo, glanced at Master Huan Mu, and even glanced at the Demon Hand Daozu who was listening quietly, indifferently.

"I came here today for only one thing!"

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(End of this chapter)