Chang Chixiao's confidence is not an unrestrained talk.

He has been in charge of the internal affairs lineage for many years and has a very good understanding of Fan Wujie's methods and temperament. He can quickly understand the latter's behavior. This is also the reason why he can gain a foothold in Wanjian Pavilion.

After all, Fan Wujie is a powerful Nirvana man. He has survived three thunder tribulations and is the first sword cultivator in the Northern Wilderness Realm. With him personally taking action, how could Chu Xingyun have a way out? He can end the battle immediately with just one sword.

call!

A slightly cool night breeze blew into the Holy Star City. It was late at night. The thick dark clouds covered the entire night sky, obscuring the stars and covering the bright moon, making the whole world drowsy and uncomfortable.

A figure appeared in the lonely city. A man shrouded in black clothes stepped on the void, floating like a ghost, quietly swept towards the courtyard where Chu Xingyun was.

This person is exactly Fan Wujiao.

In fact, what Chang Chixiao said and said were what Fan Wujie thought, but he was wrong about it.

Fan Wujie was indeed ready to kill Chu Xingyun to calm the anger of the three major forces, but he did not intend to kill Chu Xingyun within the next three days. Tonight, he was about to take action!

The figure floated in the darkness. In a moment, Fan Wujie came to a dense forest. In the middle of the forest, a simple courtyard stood, which was extremely conspicuous.

Very well, Luo Yun was the only one in the courtyard. Fan Wujie narrowed his eyes slightly, swept it casually, and saw through the entire courtyard. At this moment, Chu Xingyun was reclining in the courtyard, with only one person.

He knew that Chu Xingyun had offended many people, but he also made friends with many people. If there were other people in the courtyard, it would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of his attack.

Fortunately, he was lucky. At this time, there was no one else in the courtyard except Chu Xingyun.

Regarding Chu Xingyun, Fan Wujie had long had the intention of killing.

When Chu Xingyun was in charge of the outer sect, Fan Wujie noticed that Chu Xingyun's cunning, methods, strategies and talents were not inferior to him, and he was even better than several points.

More importantly, Chu Xingyun was not convinced by him and had rejected him repeatedly. If it weren't for the sake of the Six Sects' Competition, Fan Wujie would have killed Chu Xingyun in the sword washing pool!

Now that I think about it, fortunately I resisted the murderous intent, otherwise the position of leader would not fall into my hands. Luo Yun brought me too many surprises. For this reason, I will no longer torture him and kill him with one sword. Fan Wujie said in his heart that in his eyes, killing Chu Xingyun with one sword is already the greatest kindness to Chu Xingyun.

It was also at this moment that Fan Wujie no longer hid his true face, and his eyes flashed with cold light, like a nightmare walking in the darkness, revealing his sharpest fangs.

Click!

As he stepped forward, Fan Wujie had just stepped into the woods, his brows immediately frowned and looked to the side. There was a huge rock. Above the huge rock, a white-haired old man in black was lying on his back.

The old man in black seems to have been waiting for a long time.

He felt Fan Wujie's cold gaze, and immediately stood up. His hunched and short body moved, as if he was warming up, and said impatiently: Master Fan, you finally appeared, I was almost asleep when I waited.

Who are you? Fan Wujie's heart trembled violently, his steps slightly retreated, and he looked at the old man in black carefully.

When he came to the woods, Fan Wujie was sure that there was no other person in the whole woods except him and Chu Xingyun. But at this time, the old man in black appeared and waited for a long time.

From beginning to end, Fan Wujie didn't feel the aura of the old man in black. This made him feel a strong sense of fear. His right arm, hidden in his sleeve robe, had already secretly clasped the hilt of the sword.

It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that I am here to kill someone. The old man in black grinned and as soon as he finished speaking, a dull thunder suddenly burst out from his body.

In an instant, lightning lights surged out from the pores of the old man in black, and rolling thunder bloomed in the sky, and a huge shadow of a thunder eagle condensed in the darkness. His eyes also became extremely bright, revealing the light of purple and blue thunder. His black clothes were slowly shining, and his white hair was floating, just like a peerless powerful man who controlled the thunder in the sky.

boom!

A violent thunder lightning pounced fiercely from Chu Xingyun's body. The terrifying thunder light swept past, causing the void of the night to twist. The thunder eagle flapped its wings and stirred up the sky.

The shameless guy, you want to kill me too? Fan Wujie said coldly, and with a wave of his palm, a stronger divine light burst out from the dark void behind him, and dense sword lights appeared from it. The void seemed to be a real bottomless pit, containing millions of sword lights.

Death! Fan Wujie spoke coldly, and the light burst out. At this moment, the night sky trembled, and thousands of sword shadows swept through the sky. Each sword shadow was like a ray of light, revealing the endless power of the sword.

Fan Wujie is known as the number one sword cultivator in the Northern Wilderness Region. His strength is undoubtedly, thousands of sword shadows gathered into the long river of swords, crossing the void, causing the shadow of the Thunder Eagle to whisper.

However, before Fan Wujie showed joy, the long river of sword in front of him shattered, the sword shadow exploded, and the dry face of the old man in black reflected into Fan Wujie's eyes.

But when the old man saw the seal with one hand, there was endless thunder and lightning gathering in the void behind him, and its power surged into his body. In just one moment, the old man in black seemed to turn into thunder himself, and his palm blasted out, and an ancient thunder seal came, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

How could it be? Fan Wujie was shocked. His right arm suddenly showed his sword. The sword light was gray and black, and it emitted a shocking and wailing sound. The space around him was torn apart, and the void was squirming, and a real nightmare phantom slowly appeared.

However, even so, Fan Wujie could not block the ancient seal of thunder. As the lightning thunder jumped, the sword shadow was annihilated again, and the nightmare phantom also turned into nothingness. The violent thunder light hit the sword. When it touched a little, Fan Wujie vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Rumble!

When his body fell to the ground, the huge ancient thunder seal destroyed the ground. Where the lightning flashed, cracks were everywhere, while Fan Wujie collapsed to the ground, spitting out blood from his mouth, and his breath was extremely depressed.

Fan Wujie, the Lord of Wanjian Pavilion, isn't that boring? The old man in black fell from mid-air, and thunder was wrapped around his body. In his eyes, an extremely terrifying thunder light suddenly soared into the sky, tearing apart the dark clouds and re-emerging the bright moon and the stars in the sky.

Six Six Kalpas Nirvana! At this moment, Fan Wujie's eyes at the old man in black were completely dull, and a voice of fear was involuntarily heard in his heart.

The old man in black in front of him had reached the level of Nirvana for six kalpas!
Chapter completed!