Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The place where He Jianyun arranged to meet Mu Qianshan was only a few dozen miles away from the Zongwang Academy.

It was a small mountain only a few hundred meters high, surrounded by many low hills and lush vegetation.

He Jianyun stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the top of the mountain.

"He Jianyun!"

Mu Qianshan landed on the summit, looking at He Jianyun's back, the fire of hatred in his heart could not be restrained and burned fiercely.

It was this person who killed his beloved wife and cut off the heads of generations of disciples of his Zongwang Academy to make human-head lanterns!

"You've come." He Jianyun turned around, a sinister smile on his lips, and said, "You know that this trip is not as simple as it seems, but you still came. Mu Qianshan, what do you think you can use to fight me? I have your weakness in my grasp, which is equivalent to holding your life in my hands."

"He Jianyun, I know you kind of insane beast too well!" Mu Qianshan said coldly: "People like you, who use any means to achieve your goals, will never give up if I don't keep the appointment!"

"Hahaha!" He Jianyun laughed wildly, and said: "You still understand me, but so what? You are right, if you don't keep the appointment, I will cut off one of your wife's arms and throw it in front of your Zongwang Great Hall."

"Beast! She is your own younger sister!"

Mu Qianshan's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembling, and the true energy overflowing from his body became紊乱.

He Jianyun frowned slightly, and said with a sneer: "What younger sister, she and you are just a pair of adulterers!"

"He Jianyun, you insane beast, you will surely suffer the consequences! The duel is imminent, after so many years, Qingyun and those poor disciples can finally be buried in peace…"

Mu Qianshan's lips trembled. This was his eternal scar and eternal pain, tormenting him day and night, like a sharp blade gouging out his heart.

"You are really wishful thinking. Do you think your Zongwang Academy can win? You think too highly of that little beast Jun Wuxie. This time he will surely die. Your Zongwang Academy has been lingering on for so many years, it's time to come to an end."

After He Jianyun finished speaking, he raised his hand and made a gesture.

Suddenly, six powerhouses in the late stage of the Grandmaster Realm rushed out from the surrounding dense mountains and forests, surrounding Mu Qianshan on the top of the mountain.

"What do you want to do?" Mu Qianshan glanced at the six people coldly, and said angrily: "The duel is imminent, you actually want to attack me?"

He knew that He Jianyun's appointment to meet him was definitely not to sincerely discuss the matters after the duel to determine the outcome, but must have other purposes.

But he didn't expect that his purpose was to take him down!

"Tsk tsk, Mu Qianshan, Mu Qianshan, it's a pity for your talent." A Grandmaster of the Qingshan Sword Sect shook his head and sighed, "You were a genius when you were young, this kind of talent is quite outstanding. It's a pity that you are too persistent, using all your resources to train your disciples, otherwise, with your talent, it would not be impossible to be promoted to King and break through to the Zongwang Realm."

"The Zongwang Academy is destined to be destroyed. Even if you have more unwillingness, you can't change anything." Another Grandmaster sneered: "Do you really think that with a disciple like Jun Wuxie, you can change the status quo of the Zongwang Academy? Do you think he can compete with the forces behind us?"

"Well, Jun Wuxie has an invincible War Saint behind him. But the War Saint is alone and has no other disciples to help him fight against the same generation. And Jun Wuxie's realm is still low, how can he compete with the outstanding disciples cultivated by the forces behind us?"

"You hope that the Zongwang Academy can show its prestige in this duel and wash away the previous shame, but the result will be the opposite. This duel, because of the War Saint, can be said to be known to the world. At that time, I don't know how many forces will send people to watch the duel. Your Zongwang Academy will be completely defeated in front of the people of the world! Jun Wuxie, who you regard as hope, will be killed on the stage of life and death in front of the people of the world, and even the War Saint will have no reason to come forward to protect his life, hahaha!"

"Dream on!" Mu Qianshan said coldly: "Wuxie's strength will definitely crush the disciples sent by you!"

"Hahaha!" The Grandmaster of the Kaitian Sword Sect laughed wildly when he heard the words, and said: "Now, you are still wishful thinking! With the true disciple of my Kaitian Sword Sect taking action, what can he use to win? Use his life to win?"

"You…" Mu Qianshan's face changed drastically, and he said in shock and anger: "Your Kaitian Sword Sect actually sent a true disciple to participate in the duel between my Zongwang Academy and the Dahe Sword Sect disciples, you are extremely shameless!"

"Shameless?" The Grandmaster of the Kaitian Sword Sect smiled disdainfully: "The winner is king, what is shameless? Which of my sect's true disciples doesn't have their own adventure? They all have their own techniques, martial skills, and secret techniques, who can recognize that they are from my Kaitian Sword Sect? No one will say that my Kaitian Sword Sect is shameless, people will only regret the destruction of your Zongwang Academy, tsk tsk…"

Mu Qianshan's heart kept sinking.

He and Jiu Ye had already discussed this matter. The Kaitian Sword Sect would definitely send people to participate, which was expected.

But they thought that the Kaitian Sword Sect would at most send the strongest core disciples of the sect, but they didn't expect that they would actually send true disciples!

"No! I must bring this news back and let Wuxie be prepared!"

He was extremely anxious in his heart, with an angry roar, the true energy of the fifth transformation of the middle stage of the Grandmaster Realm burst out to the extreme, condensed into a giant sword, and slashed fiercely towards He Jianyun in the front, trying to tear a gap and break out of the siege.

"A trapped beast, you are only in the middle stage of the Grandmaster, and you want to escape from the hands of us late-stage Grandmasters?"

The six Grandmasters sneered and shot together.

One of them, reaching out to support the mountain, blasted out a palm, and the mountain bloomed with sword energy, blocking Mu Qianshan's sword towards He Jianyun.

At the same time, the sword energy of the other five people constructed a sword domain, enveloping Mu Qianshan.

The sword domain quickly shrank, compressing the space.

Mu Qianshan's body bloomed with immeasurable sword light, but he still couldn't stop the compression of the sword domain.

The sword energy bursting from the sword domain left dozens of sword wounds on his body, blood dripping, flesh flying, and the bones could be seen.

Pfft!

He Jianyun rushed up, and the sword in his hand pierced through Mu Qianshan's body.

"Wuxie! Don't participate in the duel, you must survive!"

Mu Qianshan screamed miserably, he knew that Jun Wuxie could not hear his voice.

But this is his last hope!

As soon as the voice fell, the true energy in his body instantly reversed, and he was about to commit suicide here!

He cannot let himself fall into He Jianyun's hands and be used to threaten Jun Wuxie!

"Want to die? How can it be so easy?"

The six Grandmasters sneered and joined forces to blast out a palm forward.

With a bang.

Mu Qianshan's reversed true energy was directly forcibly震溃, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying He Jianyun's face.

"Hahaha!" He Jianyun grinned hideously, wiped the blood from his face, approached Mu Qianshan, and said in a sinister voice: "There is one thing that I have never told you. I planted a seed of soul continuation in Qingyun's sea of consciousness. Although her body is dead, her soul has not been completely destroyed. She can always feel the pain of her body, hahaha!"

"Beast! Beast!"

Mu Qianshan's eyes were bleeding, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Hahaha!" He Jianyun grinned morbidly, and said to the six people: "Everyone, now we can be completely at ease, that little bastard Jun Wuxie will surely die!"

The six Grandmasters all laughed, suppressed Mu Qianshan, and took him back to the Dahe Sword Sect.

At the same time, Jun Wuxie, who was rushing back to the capital, suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Could it be that something happened to Yue Yao and the others?"

He was a little flustered. It stands to reason that Yue Yao and the others should have returned to the sect long ago, so how could something happen?

If something happened to them, then something must have happened to the sect, right?

Thinking of this, his speed suddenly increased sharply, and at the cost of consuming a lot of blood energy, he rushed back to the sect!