Wuxia, Auntie, I really don't want a girlfriend

Juetian's methods were ruthless and decisive. As soon as he discovered that Wuming had recovered some of his internal strength, he decided to go all out.

Wuming snapped his fingers, and in an instant it turned into an invisible sword light, rushing towards Juetian sharply and swiftly.

"puff!"

Juetian’s prison was stained with blood and his face was as pale as paper.

Beside him, sword energy spread out and penetrated the earth, leaving a hole about an inch in size, the depth of which could not be seen with the naked eye.

"This, this is Wan Jian Gui..."

Under Juetian's shocked gaze, the nameless figure slowly stepped over, seemingly slow but actually fast.

From beginning to end, Wuming never looked at Juetian directly.

The Sword Sect's unique skills, all the swords return to the sect!

Juetian had a profound experience, it was indeed so terrifying.

He couldn't even withstand a mere sword energy.

Until his death, Juetian never thought that Wuming’s internal strength was seriously insufficient and he could be killed instantly with a sword energy.

"My friend, have you seen enough?"

"without!"

Chen Xiaonian spoke frankly and carefully observed the sharp sword aura from Wuming.

His sword heart was stirring, and Chen Xiaonian had a premonition that he would soon learn the art of all swords.

"I didn't expect that I would be a step too late. Senior Wuming doesn't need my help. Wushen Jue Palace can't hold our martial arts legend!"

"My friend, your cultivation is rare in the world. Did Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun ask you to come to the Heavenly Prison to save me?"

"That's right. They were afraid of a shortage of manpower, so they came to Yingtian Mansion to look for me. Now Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are attracting Jue Wushen's attention. I will go to other prisons to rescue people first!"

Wuming soared into the sky with a sword-like aura on his body. A powerful sword energy burst out from his body and pierced through the thick walls. The majestic momentum swept across the entire sky prison.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for realizing the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, and for receiving a three-year internal strength boost as a reward! ]

The moment the system prompt sounded in Chen Xiaonian's mind, the sharp sword intent spread throughout his body, ready to explode at any time.

Chen Xiaonian's sleeves fluttered without wind, and the terrifying sword intent swept across the cell.

"This is the return of all swords. No wonder Senior Wuming is full of sharp sword energy. It turns out that when he just broke through, he was unable to completely restrain his sword intent."

Muttering to himself, Chen Xiaonian looked around at the cells.

"Oh my god, why is there another terrifying swordsman? The aura of the one just now was exaggerated enough, and now there is another one?"

"Everyone is saved. The Godless Palace Prison couldn't stop the sword energy of the two masters, and the guards all fell down."

"Incredible! I thought the previous sword energy was the limit, but I didn't expect it to be even more powerful. It's true that there are always people who are better than you!"

"Shock this old man, each sword energy is more terrifying than the last, is this really not a joke?"

Chen Xiaonian quickly broke into the cell and quietly searched for Zhu Houzhao.

As soon as Wanjian Guizong appeared, there was no need for Chen Xiaonian to use the second sword energy, and people from the martial arts world broke out of the door one after another.

the other side.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng teamed up to delay time.

Jue Wushen holds on to his indestructible golden body, steady as a mountain, watching the wind and clouds fight for his life.

When the news of the incident in Tianlao spread, Wuming did not show up, and the faces of the people nearby changed drastically.

"Tianlao, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun have helpers, their goal is to rescue the martial arts legend Wuming!"

"I've been fooled. From the very beginning, Fengyun and the other two were deliberately trying to divert our attention."

"What are you still standing there for? Go to the Heavenly Prison to provide support. Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun have helpers, and so do we at Wushen Jue Palace!"

A group of Wushen Juegong disciples went to the Heavenly Prison.

Jue Wushen's expression changed slightly and his face became ferocious.

"Are you stalling for time on purpose?"

"Otherwise, do you really think that we two can break into the Wushen Jue Palace alone?"

"That's right. Everyone knows that the Wu Jue Palace is dangerous, and we are not stupid."

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng saw that things were about to come to an end, so they held back Jue Wushen in the stalemate.

"Killing Fist!"

Jue Wushen roared, his face full of anger, and swung his fist wildly. In an instant, he created thousands of fist shadows, which rushed towards Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun violently and savagely.

In Jue Wushen's lifeless gaze, Nie Feng was seen holding the Blood-Drinking Mad Knife and slashing straight ahead. When his figure emerged, the wind and clouds of heaven and earth accompanied him.

A cold light flashed from the tip of the knife, and a dazzling green aura burst out, carrying a tornado that could destroy the heavens and the earth, and slashed straight at Jue Wushen.. 0

The wind was raging and layers of heat waves were sweeping in all directions. Although Nie Feng did not target anyone else, the battle between the two sides still caused everyone to shudder.

"Immortal golden body."

The extremely calm Jue Wushen suddenly changed his attitude and attacked aggressively.

He withstood Nie Feng's bloody knife and rushed towards Bu Jingyun.

Moko Wuliang and Yueyin Kuangdao were unable to break Jue Wushen's indestructible golden body.

Jue Wushen used his killing moves at every step, brutally and violently, charging forward with deadly punches.

Bu Jingyun had no magical weapon in his hand and his limitations were obvious, making it difficult for him to fight Jue Wushen head-on for a long time.

Nie Feng filled in from the side, occasionally urging Xueyin to support Bu Jingyun.

"Not good, Jue Wushen's indestructible golden body has too strong a defense. My Snow Drinking Madness cannot break through it and cannot hurt him at all. If the stalemate continues, I will suffer a great loss sooner or later!"

"Damn it! If only I had a peerless sword, Jue Wushen would take advantage of Senior Brother Nie and I not being able to hurt him, and he becomes even more reckless in his attacks."

Knowing that Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun had helpers, Jue Wushen no longer adopted a conservative offensive.

He attacked with great force and domineering power, causing Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun to suffer greatly.

"puff!"

Nie Feng flew backwards, his body slightly unstable.

At the critical moment, Bu Jingyun used one hand to support Nie Feng so that he would not retreat. A huge force came from him and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The disciples of Wushen Jue Palace were surprised and laughed.

"Hahaha, the palace master has won. Nie Feng is almost unable to hold on. This has never happened before!" 0.5

"More than that, didn't you notice that the Moko Wuliang of Fengyun had dissipated?"

"That's normal. They can't break the Indestructible Golden Body. Sooner or later, they will be defeated. It's amazing that they can hold on until now!"

Jue Wushen's figure suddenly turned into a black line, and he threw a simple and brutal killing punch towards Nie Feng.

Without the peerless sword to break the indestructible golden body and without Moko Wuliang to hold back Jue Wushen, Nie Feng gradually couldn't hold on any longer, and the situation seemed to be getting out of control.

Suddenly, there was a sudden movement from the direction of the Heavenly Prison, and the sound of breaking a wall echoed in all directions.

"This, this is..."

"Oh my god, he's a martial arts legend, Wuming!"

"Impossible, he...how could he..."

The disciples of Wushen Jue Palace had solemn expressions on their faces and spoke incoherently.

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ps. Thanks to Lucky Yuan for the monthly ticket.

Chapter 227 Wuming and Jue Wushen, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect and Killing Fists!

Jue Wushen relied on his indestructible golden body and punched towards Nie Feng like a torrential rain.

In an instant, Nie Feng had been hit by five or six punches, and blood was oozing from his mouth.

"Die to me!"

The true energy in Jue Wushen's dantian surged wildly, and dazzling golden true energy flashed on his right fist, which suddenly blasted towards Nie Feng's head!

boom!

With a loud bang, a strong airflow burst out. Nie Feng's eyes were full of relief for surviving the calamity. He saw Wuming's figure standing in front of him, with sword energy surging in his hand, blocking Jue Wushen's killing fist.

"That's Wuming!? Isn't his martial arts useless?"

"The legend of the martial arts world is indeed worthy of being called the legend of the martial arts world. After so many battles, can the Palace Master still defeat Wuming?"

"It seems a bit bad. With Wuming, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, the Palace Master is probably no match for them. Where are the masters of our Wushen Jue Palace?"

"It's incredible. The prison is full of traps, but Wuming was able to walk out safely after entering!"

The disciples of Wushen Juegong did not know Wuming's specific situation, but Jue Wushen was completely different, with surprise on his face.

"How come you still have internal energy? Hasn't it been completely dispersed by my son Juetian?"

"Are you disappointed?" Wuming said calmly, with a slight smile on his face: "Your life is mine."

"No, I'm excited. I've heard of the martial arts legend for a long time, and today I can see him in person."

Jue Wushen's eyes flashed with brilliance. Although his methods were despicable, he also had the competitive heart of a warrior. As long as he could defeat the martial arts legend fairly, his name Jue Wushen would surely become famous in the world.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng were extremely alert, staring at the many disciples of Wushen Jue Palace.

Before they could make a move, outside the Sky Prison, Chen Xiaonian opened the cell, followed by many rescued martial arts masters.

"Oh no! Wuming is not the only one who has escaped from the prison. We must go and provide support!"

"Damn it! If most of my Divine Palace masters hadn't been sent out to capture Jianghu masters, we wouldn't be in such a passive position!"

When the disciples of Wushen Juegong saw countless masters rushing out of the Heavenly Prison, they hurried forward to stop them.

In an instant, the sound of metal clashing and the roar of internal force rang out in the field, and the two sides started fighting together.

Chen Xiaonian had not participated in the battle, and his eyes were full of doubts: "Where is Zhu Houzhao?"

Chen Xiaonian searched everywhere in Tianlao but could not find the whereabouts of Zhu Houzhao.

"Strange, where did Jue Wushen hide Zhu Houzhao?"

With a hint of doubt, Chen Xiaonian rushed out of the sky prison and stood steadily on the third-floor roof of the Wushen Jue Palace.

At this moment, something strange happened. All the sword masters in the field could no longer control their swords. They began to tremble and make sword chants, showing a tendency to get out of control.

"The Sword Sect's unique martial art - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

"Impossible. The Wanjian Guizong has long been lost. When did Wuming learn it?"

"We are going to win. Senior Wuming has finally mastered the Myriad Swords Return to the Origin. No matter how strong Jue Wushen's indestructible golden body's defense is, he will definitely not be his opponent."

A group of martial arts masters, with smiles on their faces, were like dumplings, slaughtering the disciples of Wushen Jue Palace crazily.

They could not break Jue Wushen's indestructible golden body, but ordinary disciples of Wushen Jue Palace were no match for them.

“What should I do? Wuming’s Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is too terrifying. Before he even uses his moves, the terrifying sword intent has already enveloped the entire arena.”

"We must escape quickly. Once the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect appears, even if Wuming doesn't deliberately target us, few people can withstand the aftermath of his battle with the Palace Master."

"Damn it, how could Wulin Legend Wuming be so powerful? Didn't we successfully capture him alive last time?"

"If I had known that Wanjian Guizong was so terrifying, I should have taken the risk to kill Wuming. I clearly had a chance in the Heavenly Prison!"

The jailers of the Heavenly Prison gnashed their teeth, and all the brothers on duty died.

He directly placed his hatred on the martial arts legend. As for Wang Xiaonian, the jailer of the Heavenly Prison was completely unaware of the whole process.

boom!

boom!

boom!

"Ten thousand swords return to their origin!"

Wuming leaped into the air, and the sword lights that were more than ten feet long fiercely swept towards Jue Wushen. The sharp sword energy flowed along Jue Wushen's body, surging as if to tear him apart!

Bang!