Chapter 599

"Oh?"

Saint Ancestor and others at the top of the martial arts field, including many strong people at the banquet, couldn't help but smile when they heard this.

They thought what Lin Lan wanted to do, but it turned out that they just wanted to present a birthday gift in person.

"Everyone, please look!"

Lin Lan tried her best to maintain her inner peace. Under everyone's attention, she waved her hand, and something immediately appeared in the center of the martial arts arena.

This is a coffin entirely made of amethyst!

Yes, it is the coffin, the amethyst coffin!

The moment he saw the amethyst coffin, the Sacred Ancestor at the top of the martial arts field, the smile on his face instantly solidified.

The entire banquet fell into dead silence at this moment.

Only Lin Lan said again, "This is the little girl who personally selected the amethyst coffin for you, Lord Saint Ancestor. The whole body is made of amethyst, which can keep your body intact for thousands of years. After you die, Lord Saint Ancestor, you will live here. Inside the amethyst coffin, it will definitely be very comfortable."

The face of the Holy Ancestor immediately became ugly.

The many experts at the banquet also looked at Lin Lan in astonishment.

Maybe this amethyst coffin is really a treasure, but who used the coffin as a birthday gift at other people's birthday banquets?

"Bastard!"

There was a lot of anger in the eyes of the Holy Ancestor, and with a big hand, the case in front of him immediately shattered.

But at this time, under the martial arts field, Jian Wushuang, who was carrying a long sword, withdrew his hat, stood up slowly, and walked towards the center of the martial arts field. The cold voice came out of Jian Wushuang's mouth. It slowly reverberated.

"Saint Ancestor, are you dissatisfied with the birthday gift that my disciple gave you?"

"You should be content, at least you still have a coffin, and the others are not treated as well as you."

The voice fell, and Jian Wushuang's figure also came to the center of the martial arts field. The next moment, Jian Wushuang suddenly raised his head, and today's killing intent, like an awakened dragon, soared into the sky and swept across in an instant. the entire arena.

The huge martial arts field immediately became dead silent.

The air became icy cold.

The utensils of fine wine and food are placed on the pieces of paper, under this tyrannical killing intent, slap! Snapped! Snapped! They burst open, and the wine splashed wildly around.

The originally lively banquet suddenly turned into a funeral, with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

At this moment, everyone's eyes converge on Jian Wushuang.

At the top of the martial arts field, Saint Ancestor, Shizu, including King Dongming, Qian Xingzi, and others also watched Jian Wushuang.

When they saw Jian Wushuang's face clearly, the pupils of these high-level experts suddenly shrank.

"Jian Wushuang!" Saint Ancestor's voice was extremely cold.

On the other hand, Shi Zu, King Dongming, Qian Xingzi and the others immediately became excited.

"It's him!"

"The little guy who knows where the sword ancestor's cave is!"

"This kid, finally appeared!"

"Ha ha,

Boy, tell me the location of Jianzu's cave immediately, this seat will spare you! "

These Lingxiao realm powerhouses, that is, Lingzu's eyes looking at Jian Wushuang are more complicated, and the others are all full of heat.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but sneer.

"These people, when they are about to die, are still thinking about Jianzu's cave, thinking about the ancient order?" Jian Wushuang shook his head and smiled, without saying a word of nonsense, the Killing Heart Sword behind him appeared in his hands, behind him, that Zun has risen to thirty-three feet high, and the phantom of the golden sword soul that has reached the limit suddenly rises up.

The phantom of the golden sword soul carried a supreme sword intent that looked down upon the world, and for a while, the hearts of countless powerhouses around couldn't help but jump.

"Um?"

Saint Ancestor, Shizu and others also narrowed their eyes slightly, and they all saw that Jian Wushuang at this moment seemed to be much stronger than before.

"Saint Ancestor, Shizu, King Dongming, Qian Xingzi..." Jian Wushuang's voice was cold, and he read out one name after another.

"Do you remember what I said when I was outside Zhenjian Valley?"

Saint Ancestor, Shizu and others couldn't help but recall the scene outside Zhenjian Valley.

Recalling the words that this small family, who was extremely weak in their eyes, faced the persecution of more than ten high-level powerhouses in their eyes.

Those words have always been in their hearts.

"Today's hatred, I Jian Wushuang will keep it in my heart!"

"I will also remember each of your persecutions today."

"In the future, when I make a comeback, up to Jiuxiao Biluo, down to Hell Yellow Spring, none of you can escape!"

"wait for me!"

Jian Wushuang's remarks made them feel a little uneasy in their hearts, but as time passed, they had long since ignored it.

But now, this Jian Wushuang is really back!

"Hmph, what if you're back? In less than a year, how can you improve your strength?" Saint Ancestor and Shizu were still dismissive.

Jian Wushuang's face was cold and cold, and the killing intent on his body had already reached its peak.

"I will never let go of what Jian Wushuang said!"

"Today, it happens that there is a banquet here, so let's make a gu cup and blood into wine!"

"You... one by one, you have to die!"

Jian Wushuang's words were without a trace of doubt, as if they were still completely announcing the death penalty for these top beings.

His voice fell, and it was still echoing in this martial arts field for a long time.

"Insanity!"

A burst of shouting sounded suddenly, but saw a short man sitting in front of the table above suddenly rushing out.

This dwarf man is one of the five powerhouses from other plane worlds, Qian Xingzi.

"Boy, I have to look at this seat, where did you get such arrogant capital!"

Qian Xingzi was filled with a suffocating aura, and he did not know when a purple long sword appeared in his hand. This purple long sword was extremely enchanting. With the transformation of his body, Qian Xingzi appeared directly in front of Jian Wushuang. The purple long sword stabbed out sharply.

In an instant, a thick purple light appeared in the entire void. It was obviously just a sword, but it seemed that hundreds of millions of sword shadows stabbed at Jian Wushuang at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the Holy Ancestor reminded him, "Qian Xingzi, be careful, don't kill him."

"It's up to you." Qian Xingzi's face was cold, although his sword was stabbed towards Jian Wushuang's chest, but with his control of power, he could completely withdraw his hand in time to avoid directly beheading Jian Wushuang.

"Huh? This kid, he's still not moving. Could it be that he's been frightened?" Qian Xingzi's purple long sword was about to pierce Jian Wushuang's body, but he still didn't see any movement in Jian Wushuang. Qian Xingzi couldn't help but be surprised.

But the next moment, Jian Wushuang suddenly moved.

Without any fancy, just casually slashed over with a sword.

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