Chapter 788 Terrifying Ambition

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Chapter 788 Terrifying ambition

Dead, Gu Fanxing, a triple Nirvana cultivator, died under Fan Wujie's sword today.

Such an ending was undoubtedly shocking to the crowd, and they suddenly felt breathless. They never thought that the situation would develop to such a situation.

In the entire northern wilderness, the number of Nirvana powerhouses is extremely small. Anyone can start a sect and leave a strong mark in history, but for Fan Wujie, killing Nirvana is the strongest. Or, it's as simple as pinching an ant to death!

Fan Wujie at this moment is too terrifying, and it is impossible to imagine the strength he possesses.

Buzz!

Just when everyone was shocked, a gust of frenzied wind swept past, and in the field of vision, the sword shadow of Ling Tian exuding the ultimate light did not disappear, but still wrapped in terrifying power, it descended in front of Liu Wentian.

Shout out!

The sword light swept across Liu Wentian's body lightly like water waves, making his entire face extremely ugly. With a wave of his hand, the ancient ruler of You Xing burst out beams of bright starlight, filling the void, continuously condensing, dying Protected the whole body.

The two terrifying forces kept approaching, and the moment the sword light touched the starlight, the You Xing Ancient Ruler, a low-grade imperial weapon, trembled violently, and the starlight on the ruler continued to fade, and finally even lost its luster completely.

"It's just the light of the firefly, break it for me!"

Fan Wujie sneered, the sword light of the legendary ancient sword flourished, and the starlight brilliance was instantly submerged into nothingness. The power of the sword penetrated the ancient ruler of You Xing, and pressed hard on Liu Wentian, knocking him into the air out.

In an instant, hot blood poured out, madness spat out from Liu Wentian's mouth, he hit the mountain wall, almost his whole body was pressed in, the aura that belonged to the Nirvana powerhouse was no longer on his body, it became Very dispirited.

"Grandpa!" Seeing Liu Wentian's embarrassment, Liu Shiyun became anxious, and she was about to rush to rescue Liu Wentian, but her strength was too weak, and she couldn't even bear the pressure of the legendary ancient sword Live, hard to get close to half a point.

Seeing this scene, the crowd below stopped their movements one after another, looking towards this side with different expressions on their faces.

A moment ago, Gu Fanxing had just died, and they hadn't recovered from the shock. Now, the strongest person in the Star Ancient Sect was also defeated, and they still couldn't resist Fan Wujie's sword.

This kind of tyrannical power, even compared to Ye Xueshang back then, is not much less than that. At the same time, such a result seems to be silently announcing that the two bloody battles will soon end.

In the void, Fan Wujie looked at the crowd with a calm expression. When he looked back, the moment he touched Liu Wentian, a bitter sneer rose from the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Now do you know that the gap between you and me is how big it is. How old is it?"

The current Fan Wujie is full of the ultimate sword intent of light, even if he speaks, his voice is mixed with sword intent, falling into Liu Wentian's ears, making his body tremble again, and the corners of his mouth continue to overflow with blood.

But even so, Liu Wentian didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "You just absorbed the sword intent of light from the people of Wanjiange, and it is precisely because of this that you can have such power. A sense of superiority?"

"They voluntarily offered their sword intent to help me kill the thieves, why can't I absorb it?" Fan Wujie asked back, his eyes glanced to the sky, but he saw that all the people in Wanjiange were exuding a weak breath, as if they had been emptied Spiritual power, however, the eyes they looked at Fan Wujie were still burning with a sense of madness.

Fan Wujie sneered again and again, and continued: "The old saying goes, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. As the loser, even if you can spread the lotus flower with your tongue, it will be useless in the end. Today's winner belongs to me, Brahma. No calamity!"

Rampant laughter spread, making the whole space tremble, Liu Wentian's face was extremely gloomy, and he said in a hateful voice: "So what if you win, after this battle, there are only more than 4,000 people left in Wanjiange, As for the strong Yin-Yang, there are only two of them, and I am afraid that it will not be long before other sects will forcibly attack and completely wipe out Wanjiange Pavilion!"

"I said that there is no winner in this bloody battle. In the end, you are also a loser, and you will die an ugly death!"

Gu Fanxing died, and Liu Wentian was seriously injured. Although there are still more than 6,000 people left in the Xingchen Ancient Sect, four strong Yin and Yang, occupying a slight numerical advantage, but in fact, they have been completely defeated.

Apart from mourning in his heart, Liu Wentian was also full of sarcasm. In his eyes, Wanjiange, whose vitality was greatly injured, would eventually perish and be ruthlessly crushed by other forces.

"The two bloody battles will indeed attract the attention of other forces, but if the attention is the attention, they dare to take action." Fan Wujie raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and the ancient sword immediately issued a high-pitched sword chant.

"The legendary ancient sword was conceived for thousands of years. When it came out with one sword, it could kill two powerful Nirvana masters. This kind of power has surpassed the realm of Nirvana and reached the level of the legendary Martial Emperor. If anyone dares to covet it, I just need to swing the sword lightly, and I can kill it."

"It is no exaggeration to say that I alone can defeat thousands of people. Even if Ye Xueshang comes again, I will not be afraid. You have also experienced the true power of the legendary ancient sword just now. You know, what I said is not raving."

Fan Wujie's proud words made it difficult for Liu Wentian to refute. He even dared not look directly at the legendary ancient sword. This sword is so terrifying that it is difficult to describe it in words.

With one sword fall, both Yin and Yang are defeated.

No one wants to face such a killing sword.

"Besides, after I kill all of you, the vastness of the Star Ancient Sect will

The clan domain, rich background, and even thousands of people will all belong to Wanjiange. For Wanjiange, this is not a disaster, but an unparalleled new life. "

Speaking of this, Fan Wujie's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes became extremely hot, which also made Liu Wentian's mind condense, and his voice trembled a little: "Fan Wujie, could it be that you want to use this to expand your power, in one fell swoop? Change the power structure in the Northern Wilderness?"

"Such a simple matter, do you still need to explain it clearly?"

Fan Wujie looked down at Liu Wentian with the posture of a victor, and no longer concealed the slightest, he said directly: "I have Godless Soldiers, and my strength is unrivaled. Northern Wilderness."

"What's more, no one is more suitable for this position except me!"

"Madman, you are simply a lunatic, you will die under ambition sooner or later." Liu Wentian shouted angrily, it turned out that Fan Wujie's ambition was not only to destroy the ancient Star Sect, but he also wanted to rule all the sects Sect forces, become the Lord of the Northern Wilderness!

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