(Fourth update arrived!)

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As Jian Wushuang sat and waited, the world was quiet again.

"Senior Brother Qiancheng, Elder Hanyun, they are actually dead?" Long Zishan stood beside him, but he was still a little dazed at the moment.

"Senior Brother Zishan, what should we do?" Yu Aoqing next to him looked over.

Long Zishan calmed down, looked at Jian Wushuang sitting cross-legged in front of him, and his face was gloomy, "Wait!!I have already sent a message to the elders of the sect, and soon the strong man of my Great Compassion Sect will arrive, and it may even be the Supreme Elder who personally took action, since this Jian Wushuang wants to stay here to find death, then I will fulfill him!!"

Yu Aoqing's eyes condensed slightly, and she also nodded.

But in the bottom of her heart, Yu Aoqing had a trace of suspicion.

The surrounding sect powerhouses couldn't kill Jian Wushuang at all, Jian Wushuang could obviously leave easily, but he didn't, but deliberately stayed here, waiting for the various sects to invite higher-level powerhouses to arrive, since he dared to do this, then he was eighty percent of the way to face the Divine Venerable powerhouse.

If the Great Compassion Sect only came to one Supreme Elder, I'm afraid it might not be able to help him, right?

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Hidden in the core of the Wusha Wasteland, in that ancient forest, there is a huge sect.

This sect is the Great Compassion Sect.

In the dim cave, a figure slowly walked out.

He looked up and glanced at the sky above, and the sun was shining directly and warmly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the sun outside. ”

The figure sighed with emotion, and then disappeared with a phantasmatic figure.

In just a moment, this figure had already appeared on a high platform in the Great Compassion Sect.

"It's Elder Taishang!"

"Meet Elder Taishang. ”

Several first-class gods and demons of the Great Compassion Sect on the high platform instantly recognized this figure and immediately saluted in unison.

"Open the space passage and go to the tomb of the saint. Cold words came from the figure's mouth.

"Yes. Several first-class gods and demons responded.

Soon the spatial passage opened, and the figure did not stop at all, and disappeared directly into the spatial passage.

The gods and demons on the high platform were discussing.

"Elder Taishang actually went to the Saint's Tomb in person, what happened to the Saint's Tomb?"

"I don't know, but it seems that something big has happened, many disciples of the sect have been killed in the tomb of the saint, and even my Great Compassion Sect seems to have also killed some disciples. ”

"Who is it, so bold, that you dare to kill someone from my Great Compassion Sect?"

"No matter who it is, now that Elder Taishang has personally dispatched it, then he will die. ”

For the strongest Supreme Elders of the Great Compassion Sect, the people of the Great Compassion Sect have almost blind worship and self-confidence.

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On the vast plain outside the tomb of the saint.

Jian Wushuang didn't wait long, hum!!

A spatial passage appeared out of thin air, and then a figure slowly stepped out of the spatial passage.

The eyes of the powerful people from all sides on the plain immediately looked towards this figure.

Even Jian Wushuang opened his eyes and looked at the person who came.

The man was relatively thin, with a face as pale as paper, but extremely young and even a little handsome.

But on such a face, the hair is all silver white.

His eyes were deep, as if he didn't have any brilliance, and he was carrying a cyan long sword behind him, stepping out of the spatial passage, and he stood there quietly, without any aura emanating from his body, and his face was also unwavering.

And this is such a person, after he appeared, it made many strong people present breathe a sigh of cold air.

"Fanjian Immortal!It's Fanjian Immortal!!"

"Recognized as the number one sword cultivator in the Wusha Wasteland, the Supreme Elder of the Great Compassion Sect!!"

"Divine Venerable, it's finally here, and it's this extremely terrifying Fan Sword Immortal!"

Many strong people shook in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with awe when they looked at the comers.

Fan Jian Xian, in the Wusha Wasteland, that is a myth.

He also stepped from the weak to the path of the strong, when the Fan Sword Immortal was only at the level of gods and demons, and was still a disciple of the Great Compassion Sect, this Fan Sword Immortal was recognized as the first genius of the Wusha Wasteland, and his talent was no weaker than that of Tu Qiancheng, and even stronger and more dazzling.

His fame resounded in all corners of the Wusha Wasteland.

Later, as he broke through the realm and reached the realm of the gods, he disappeared, it is said that he went to other territories for a period of time, but soon returned to the Great Compassion Sect and became the Supreme Elder of the Great Compassion Sect, sitting in the Great Compassion Sect all the year round.

Although he hasn't made a move for many years, his strength is beyond doubt!!

"Elder Taishang!!"

Long Zishan and Yu Aoqing immediately appeared beside Fan Jianxian and saluted respectfully.

Fan Jian Immortal just glanced at them lightly, but then his gaze swept away, and in just an instant, his gaze froze on Jian Wushuang's body.

"Old man, that disciple, did he die at his hands?" Fan Jian Immortal spoke, his voice indifferent.

"Yes, not only Senior Brother Pang Tao, but also Senior Brother Qiancheng, as well as Elder Hanyun, all died in his hands. Long Zishan's face turned red, and he said eagerly: "Elder Taishang, you must avenge them and break this sword into ten thousand pieces!"

"The old man knows what to do, you stand down first. "Fan Sword Immortal Dao.

Long Zishan glanced at Jian Wushuang coldly, and immediately retreated to the rear with Yu Aoqing.

The powerhouses of the surrounding sects also retreated into the distance with great interest, for fear of being affected by the next big war.

Under the gaze of many strong people, Fan Jian Xian's steps walked out step by step, and he didn't stop until he came to a place less than a hundred meters away from Jian Wushuang.

"You, is Jian Wushuang?" Fan Sword Immortal's voice was still indifferent.

"The first sword cultivator in the Wusha Wasteland, Fan Sword Immortal?" Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, and slowly stood up, "I heard your Excellency's name earlier, and I finally saw it today." ”

"Not long ago, in Anjiu County, someone recommended you to the old man, although the old man didn't know your specific talent in kendo at that time, he still gave you a chance to become the old man's personal disciple, but unfortunately, you refused. Fan Sword Immortal calmly looked at Jian Wushuang.

Hearing this, the powerhouses of the surrounding sects remembered that Jian Wushuang had indeed rejected the Fan Sword Immortal.

He refused the opportunity to become a disciple of the Sword Immortal, and instead went to Narcissus Island to be an ordinary peripheral disciple.

In the eyes of many people, it was simply stupid.

But now as Jian Wushuang's innate strength is gradually revealed, they can also understand why Jian Wushuang chose this way, it is just that he doesn't want to be bound by the sect.

And if Jian Wushuang agreed to the invitation of the Great Compassion Sect at the beginning, then now Jian Wushuang and this Fan Sword Immortal are likely to have a master-apprentice relationship.

Now, Fan Jian Immortal and Jian Wushuang have finally met.

The faces of the people around him also became strange.

(End of chapter)