On the day of the genocide, the parents of the Supreme Divine Dynasty came to

Watching the Swiftwind Sword Sect members surround him, Xiao Feng's face turned ashen.

Only now did he understand why Jiang Luo had been so kind as to let him go.

Because he knew that the Swiftwind Sword Sect would never let him go.

He was being played.

His hatred for Jiang Luo deepened.

"Kill me if you want! In eighteen years, I, Xiao Feng, will be a hero again!"

Xiao Feng shouted, trying to embolden himself.

Faced with death, everyone feels some fear.

"Swiftwind Sect Master, Senior, it won't be easy to kill Xiao Feng."

"You might even suffer a great misfortune."

"You should think carefully about this."

Jiang Luo smiled faintly.

The Swiftwind Sect Master said, "A mere youth, what great misfortune could I suffer?"

"This Sect Master doesn't believe he can escape from my grasp."

"Since Prince Ning's heir has let him go, you don't need to worry about this."

He really couldn't believe that Xiao Feng could escape.

He thought Prince Ning's heir was just trying to scare him into letting Xiao Feng go.

Jiang Luo simply smiled and said nothing more.

If the other party wanted to die, he couldn't save him.

Besides, he also wanted to verify whether an individual could truly be killed before the luck of a chosen one was completely exhausted.

"Boom!"

The Swiftwind Sect Master condensed a large hand, directly suppressing Xiao Feng.

Just when everyone thought Xiao Feng was doomed.

Boom!

An extremely terrifying energy erupted from his body.

Then, it directly bombarded the Swiftwind Sword Sect members.

"What's going on?"

"Not good, such strong power!"

Their eyes widened, and their expressions changed drastically.

They hurriedly tried to resist.

However, they were no match for this power.

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

One by one, they spat out mouthfuls of blood.

Some of the lower-level elders were even directly killed.

At this moment, Xiao Feng, with the help of this mysterious power, tore through the void and escaped at the fastest speed.

"This…"

The Swiftwind Sect Master was also injured, with blood at the corner of his mouth.

Then, he turned to look at Jiang Luo and said angrily, "Prince Ning's heir, was it… did you send someone to save Xiao Feng?"

His disciples were killed.

Now even elders had fallen.

Not only did he not avenge himself, but he also suffered a great loss.

The Swiftwind Sect Master's anger at this moment was unimaginable.

"Sect Master, I kindly reminded you, yet you blame me?"

"Besides, why would I save Xiao Feng? He hates me immensely."

Jiang Luo snorted coldly.

Did they really think he was easy to bully? Putting all the blame on him.

He also verified his guess that the chosen one was difficult to kill.

In times of danger, something unexpected would always appear to save him.

In the future, he would still need to be careful when dealing with the chosen one.

Jiang Ning also spoke at this time, "There is no one that my Great Xia Dynasty cannot protect. If we really wanted to save Xiao Feng, we wouldn't bother with underhanded tricks."

His voice carried unparalleled dominance and confidence.

He clearly told the Swiftwind Sword Sect that if they wanted to save someone, they wouldn't bother saving them in secret.

They would save them openly, so what could the Swiftwind Sword Sect do about it?

"The Wind Realm ends early!"

The Swiftwind Sword Sect's expression was cold and沉.

Having suffered a great change, there was no need to continue opening the Wind Realm.

"Luo'er, how did you know Xiao Feng couldn't be killed?" DuGu XiaoYue asked curiously.

"I observed that he was surrounded by great luck. If his luck doesn't run out, he's hard to kill. Forcibly killing him will likely result in backlash from his luck."

Jiang Luo said, not hiding anything.

After all, possessing great luck was not a big secret in the Xuanhuang Chaotic World.

"He is actually the legendary person with great luck."

"Now that Luo'er has become a mortal enemy with him, isn't that dangerous?"

DuGu XiaoYue frowned slightly.

As the Holy Maiden of the Chaotic Holy Land, she had naturally heard of the terror of those with great luck from ancient books.

"So what if he is a chosen one? I still have the confidence to suppress him!"

Jiang Luo said with great confidence.

No matter how strong his luck is, it can't compare to a cheat.

"Good, my son has ambition." Jiang Ning smiled happily.

"It's not like there aren't records of people with great luck falling."

"He is just harder to kill, it doesn't mean he is truly unkillable."

"The so-called great luck is a kind of favor and protection from the Heavenly Dao."

"We cultivators are going against the heavens. We are not even afraid of the Heavenly Dao, so why should we fear the son of the Heavenly Dao?"

As a heavenly pride who suppressed an era, Jiang Ning was equally domineering.

So what if he is the son of the Heavenly Dao?

Sooner or later, he would suppress this world!

Having received the news that the Wind Realm ended early, many people complained.

After all, they had paid the entrance fee.

Now they had gained nothing.

However, faced with the Swiftwind Sword Sect's power, they didn't dare to cause trouble.

After all, this was an immortal great sect.

They also heard that the Swiftwind Sword Sect had not only lost many disciples but also several Supreme Elders had fallen.

At this time, it was best not to stir up trouble and become the target of the Swiftwind Sword Sect's anger.

Jiang Ning, Jiang Luo, and DuGu XiaoYue had just left the Wind Realm.

At this time, the Swiftwind Sect Master walked over with a smile.

"Prince Ning's heir, the Heavenly Extreme Wind that Xiao Feng obtained should be hidden in the ring you seized."

"This is my Swiftwind Sword Sect's treasure. Please return it to us. The entire sect will be grateful."

He had just seen Xiao Feng put the Heavenly Extreme Wind into the space ring in the Haotian Mirror's time backtracking.

This was a superb strange wind that their Swiftwind Sword Sect had been searching for for countless years.

By obtaining the Heavenly Extreme Wind, they would be able to cultivate the Swiftwind Sword Technique to the highest level and even comprehend its profound meaning.

Jiang Luo smiled, "Sect Master, this is my trophy, I can't give it to you."

He was going to rely on the Heavenly Extreme Wind to condense his sixth Divine Cauldron, the Wind Divine Cauldron.

The Swiftwind Sect Master frowned and said in a deep voice, "There was an agreement before entering the Wind Realm that any strange wind obtained could be taken away, but the Heavenly Extreme Wind could not be taken away."

This was the most precious strange wind in the Wind Realm and was extremely important to the Swiftwind Sword Sect.

Naturally, they couldn't let outsiders get it cheap.

Jiang Luo said calmly, "There is such a rule, but I didn't get it from the Wind Realm, but from Xiao Feng. You should go to Xiao Feng for it, not snatch my trophy."

How could he give away the treasure he had obtained?

That wasn't his style.

Besides, he had a strong background, so what could the Swiftwind Sword Sect do to him?

"You." Hearing Jiang Luo's sophistry, the Swiftwind Sect Master was extremely angry, "In any case, you must hand over the Heavenly Extreme Wind."

DuGu XiaoYue stood protectively in front of her son and said coldly, "What if we don't hand it over?"

"Do you want to attack?"

"My husband and I are not easy to bully either."

Her attitude was also very firm, it was impossible to hand it over.

This made the Swiftwind Sect Master's face turn red with anger.

Just when he didn't know what to do next, the void rippled, and a space channel appeared.

An old man with white hair and a body like an unparalleled divine sword walked out.

"Greetings, Ancestor." The Swiftwind Sect Master hurriedly welcomed him.

"Qingfeng Sword Saint, Feng Qingyang!" Jiang Ning and DuGu XiaoYue frowned slightly.

This was the Sword Saint who suppressed the Swiftwind Sword Sect.

"Little guy, give the Heavenly Extreme Wind to this old man, and this old man will owe you a favor."

Feng Qingyang said with a slight smile.

A Saint's favor was very precious.

"Qingfeng Sword Saint, my Great Xia Dynasty has countless Saints who suppress the entire Chaotic World, do we lack a Saint's favor?"

Jiang Ning said with some disdain.

Did a mere Saint want to threaten them into handing over the Heavenly Extreme Wind?

"Junior, although you are a Divine Dynasty's Prince, you cannot be disrespectful to a Saint."

"Below a Saint, all are ants. When facing a Saint's might, you must have a basic sense of awe."

"Today, this old man will teach you a lesson for the Human Emperor."

Feng Qingyang frowned and became a little annoyed.

A terrifying Saint's might erupted.

Today, he would let them know what an immortal Saint's might was!

"Ning'er is right, your Saint's favor is nothing in front of my grandson!"

At this moment, an incomparably domineering voice sounded from the sky.

The Dharma body of the Great Xia Human Emperor Jiang Lan descended again.