Chapter 814: The Situation in the Ancient Martial Realm

On this day, the Wuyue Sword Station ushered in a middle-aged man with a handsome face, the man had neat short hair, wore a cyan robe, held a sharp divine weapon, and his sword eyebrows were flying, and in his cold eyes, there seemed to be a terrifying sword aura blooming all the time.

This person has been strolling under the peaks of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and everywhere he went, those disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect who guarded the mountain gate and defended the powerful died under his sword one after another, and no one could stop the power of his sword, so he walked step by step like a leisurely stride.

In front of this man, a group of disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect followed this man step by step, they all retreated with frightened expressions, not daring to step forward to stop them, just now this man killed more than 20 disciples of their Wuyue Sword Sect, out of the sword, will kill, and will definitely not show mercy.

Soon, the disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect retreated to the square of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the man stood here, looking up at the big hall in front of him, his expression was cold, his arrogant eyes were full of murderous intent, above the gate of this hall, there was a huge wooden plaque with the four golden characters of 'Wuyue Sword Sect' written on it.

At this time, the masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect who had already received the news came from the main hall one after another, and a terrifying aura of coercion suddenly enveloped the huge square, and at the same time, it also shrouded the middle-aged man with a cold expression.

The head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Jian Jiangnan, and the deputy head of the Wuyue Sword Master, Luo Yan, appeared in front of the main hall one after another, and the two of them looked indifferent, and their eyes looked at the man standing proudly with a sword in the square, his eyes were cold.

However, when they saw the faces of the people who came, the eyes of the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Jian Jiangnan, and the deputy head of the Wu Yue Sword Sect, Luo Yan, were all condensed, and their faces suddenly changed, and the man who stood proudly with the sword had not yet made a move, and they all felt a strong pressure on them.

Because, they knew who this person was, and with the power of the Wuyue Sword Sect, they couldn't stop this person at all.

"Unexpectedly, he still came after all, to deal with him, no matter how much defense we do, it will be like a void for him!" Jian Jiangnan's face was extremely solemn, that person was a powerful person who dared to argue with the Holy Land Kunlun back then, and he even suppressed many powerhouses in the ancient martial arts world, and a sword shocked the world, and no one could stop him!

"Boss......" Luo Yan's face was solemn, and the originally extremely terrifying aura on his body weakened after seeing this middle-aged man.

"Jian Jiangnan, do you remember me?"

On the square, the gaze of the man standing proudly with a sword fell on Jian Jiangnan's body, and a cold aura suddenly spread out towards the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, the people of the Wuyue Sword Sect only felt an infinite pressure descending from the sky, making their hearts extremely heavy, as if they were oppressed by a mountain.

"From the moment I knew you had escaped from the Black Prison, I knew you were coming, but, what I didn't expect was that you would come so soon. Jian Jiangnan looked at the man in the square, and there was an aura of oppression in his calm voice.

"Come early, come late, you all have to pay the price, today, I will collect the debt and take away the Zhan Lu sword that belongs to me!"

After that, the Longquan Sword in the man's hand waved, and in an instant, a series of sword qi between heaven and earth appeared out of thin air, converging in the void, like ten thousand swords suspended in the void, and the air was torn apart by a fierce and unparalleled force.

In the next moment, countless sword qi blasted out, dense like rain.