Chapter 2246 the Turtle in the Urn

Seeing that Jian Wushuang knew about the Ice and Fire Palace, the five people in Sunan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhuo Peng is now practicing in my Ice and Fire Palace, and he has made great progress. He has mentioned you, Brother Wushuang, many times. Unfortunately, his level is not a little lower now, so he did not go to the Saint's Tomb this time. Come." Sunan said.

"Yeah." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, and immediately took out a Qiankun ring with a wave of his hand, "There are many purple talismans in this Qiankun ring, which I got in the past half a day, and now I will give it to you guys. I hope you guys can take good care of my second brother Yi Er in the Ice and Fire God Palace."

Sunan took over the Qiankun Ring, and after a brief browsing, his face immediately revealed a look of surprise, but he still said: "Brother Wushuang, don't worry, I will definitely do my best to help Zhuopeng grow up."

"Then there is work."

Jian Wushuang said something, then turned and left.

Looking at the back of Jian Wushuang leaving, the five people in Sunan were extremely excited.

"I knew that if we find this Wushuang senior brother now, as long as he shows his face, we can get a lot of benefits, as expected." Sunan smiled.

You know, Jian Wushuang killed so many geniuses in less than half a day, and how many resources and treasures he got?

The number of purple talismans obtained is even more numerous, those resources and treasures are fine, but as for the purple talismans, Jian Wushuang has too many and it is useless. Now I see people from the Ice and Fire Palace, just because his second brother Zhuo Peng is a disciple of the Ice and Fire Palace For this relationship, Jian Wushuang took out a lot of purple talismans and gave them to them.

"Senior Brother Su Nan, you are still smart, but in front of so many sect disciples, it is no problem for us to accept the benefits of Jian Wushuang?" A disciple of Ice Fire Palace asked.

"It was Jian Wushuang who killed the disciples of those sects, not us. They asked us to do something, ignore them, let's go." Sunan left quickly with a few disciples of the Ice Fire Palace. The genius of the door did not pay attention to them.

In the void, Jian Wushuang flied forward for a while, and when passing by a desolate hill, Jian Wushuang simply stopped.

He sat cross-legged directly on the hill, and even his eyes were slowly closed.

"He stopped."

Those genius disciples of many sects who followed Jian Wushuang also stopped one after another.

"Finally don't plan to escape?"

"Humph,

Being targeted by so many of our sects, even if he wants to escape, where can he escape? It's better to find a place to sit down, recover your strength and fight the final battle. "

"Not necessarily, I feel that he never thought of running away from the beginning to the end. Anyway, the strength of Jian Wushuang is too terrifying. We may not be able to completely take him down just because of us now. Wait, wait until the people from the Great Compassion Sect arrive."

"The people from the Great Compassion Sect are already on their way and will arrive soon."

There are dozens of sects that have arrived near Jian Wushuang, and the total number of disciples is definitely more than two hundred.

But even so, these disciples still did not choose to act immediately.

It's not that they don't want to do it, and they don't have absolute certainty.

After half a day, Jian Wushuang's frenzied massacre really frightened them. Too many genius disciples died, even the first-class gods and demons died a lot.

They don't want to continue to be the souls of Jian Wushuang's sword.

Therefore, without absolute certainty, they dare not act rashly.

"just wait."

Although the talented disciples of these sects were extremely greedy for the seat token on Jian Wushuang's body and Jian Wushuang's head, they could only keep enough patience at this moment, waiting for the arrival of the disciples of the Great Compassion Sect.

Similarly, Jian Wushuang was waiting quietly.

And it didn't take long to wait like this. From the void in the distance, more than twenty figures burst out at an astonishing speed.

"People from the Great Compassion Sect, here we come!"

The eyes of those sect disciples who had been waiting for a long time lit up.

In just an instant, the twenty or so figures appeared in front of the hill where Jian Wushuang was, one after another, and the leader was Long Zishan, a young man in purple armor. Beside Long Zishan, There is also a beautiful woman in a white robe with a bit of glamor.

This beautiful woman is the eighth remaining Twelve Little King of the Great Compassion Sect, Yu Aoqing!

Yu Aoqing, as her name suggests, is an extremely cold and arrogant person.

"Jian Wushuang!"

As soon as Long Zishan appeared, those sharp eyes, like blades, shot directly at Jian Wushuang on the hill.

"Is he Jian Wushuang?" Yu Aoqing also looked at Jian Wushuang, but her gaze and expression were extremely cold.

As for the other disciples of the Great Compassion Sect, all of them gritted their teeth with overwhelming anger.

The Great Compassion Sect has always been used to being arrogant. As disciples of the Great Compassion Sect, they are also used to being aloof when facing the disciples of other sects.

Disciples of other sects usually only give in when facing them, but this time, the Great Compassion Sect suffered a big loss in the hands of Jian Wushuang in front of them.

Not only several core disciples were directly beheaded by Jian Wushuang, but most importantly, Pang Tao also died in Jian Wushuang's hands.

This is not only a provocation to the Great Compassion Sect, but also a disgrace to them disciples of the Great Compassion Sect.

This shame can only be completely washed away by cutting Jian Wushuang into pieces.

And when many disciples of the Great Compassion Sect arrived, Jian Wushuang who was sitting cross-legged on the hill also slowly opened his eyes.

"Is it finally here? Your speed is really slow enough." Jian Wushuang smiled, without the slightest nervousness, but with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"Jian Wushuang, I really admire you. You have offended various sects and were chased and killed by geniuses from various sects like rats crossing the street. Now you have fallen into the siege of disciples from various sects, and you have become a turtle in an urn. You can still laugh?" Long Zishan stared at Jian Wushuang.

"Street rat? This adjective is inappropriate. After all, have you ever seen a cat that was slaughtered wantonly by street rats? As for the turtle in the urn, that's not always the case." Jian Wushuang smiled faintly, "At least you guys alone are not enough for this qualification. "

"Really?" Long Zishan's eyes were extremely cold, "Jian Wushuang, I admit that I underestimated you before, which caused Junior Brother Pang Tao to die in your hands, but now, do you think you will have another chance?" Is it?"

"Junior Sister Aoqing, you and I will attack together." Long Zishan whispered.

"Joining hands?" Yu Aoqing next to her was surprised.

Both of them are the twelve little kings, and one is ranked third and the other is ranked eighth. Both of them are the true pride of heaven, and they also have a lot of arrogance in their hearts.

Now the opponent is also a disciple of the younger generation, and it is only a chaotic state, which makes Yu Aoqing subconsciously not want to join hands with Long Zishan.