Chapter 32: Divine Sword Sect

  An old man led a group of warriors in, shouting "Which little brat doesn't want to live and hurt the young master? Come out and die, I'll kill you in front of everyone tonight, let you know that the first rich family in Tai'an isn't bragging."

  And those who were watching the play all looked at Ziwei as she went upstairs.

  Ziwei smiled at Feiyan and said: Here comes the fly again, just like before, when I met you in the Moon Building. You're all so annoying, Yan'er, you go up first, I'll be back to accompany you later.

  Feiyan nodded and slowly walked into the room. Feiyan dared to let her own man face it, and his strength was not strong. It can be said that she was very clear that Ziwei couldn't beat the old man who led the way. But because it was a kind of faith from the heart, it was a kind of dependence on nature.

  Ziwei transmitted a voice to Zhu Yongfeng: "Yongfeng, be careful. We can't beat that old man."

  Zhu Yongfeng nodded, following Ziwei, walking behind her with the same big steps, his hands resting on his buttocks. However, upon closer inspection, Zhu Yongfeng's two index fingers emitted a faint white glow, which flashed by in an instant, unnoticed by anyone.

  Zi Wei said: "Sir, what is your name?"

  That old man shouted: Don't nonsense with me, you hurt my young master, so you must die. Before you die, I will let you know my name.

  Ziwei smiled and said: "So you say that no one has a chance, only by taking action."

  He was the first to dodge and slip away, flying out of the great hall.

  There is no magic circle protection here, it's not suitable for fighting, let's go out and see how strong we are.

  The old man also came out suddenly and stood on the eaves of a house not far from Ziwei.

  This is a huge square, very spacious and suitable for fighting. It's also the most prosperous business district during the day and the largest gathering place for adults at night.

  And people seeing the fight all retreated from here and watched the rare scene from a distance.

  Others followed suit and walked out to watch this rare spectacle, among whom there were many monks, including senior monks and novice apprentices, which was also a rare learning opportunity.

  Ziwei knew that this time, the family's secret technique could no longer be used. The previous times she had used it were all in uninhabited areas. Now, with everyone watching, she had to use someone else's technique.

  Zi Wei shouted in a low voice: The ultimate meaning of the sword - the heart of the extreme sword.

  Shiwei changed from his previous large knife style to a beautiful and elegant long sword.

  Someone exclaimed: "This is the ultimate technique of Shenjian Sect on Wanjianshan outside Taian City, which has never been passed down. Why does this man have it? What's his background? Is he a disciple of Shenjian Sect? They won't easily come down from the mountain." However, the old steward of the Li family was undoubtedly in the Entering Soul stage. That person clearly knew that they were no match for him, and besides, Entering Soul and Innate are a qualitative leap. Why did he still want to fight to the death?

  Everyone was discussing and guessing about Ziwie's background.

  Even Fei Yan and Zhu Yongfeng, who had been monitoring Ziwu with their minds from upstairs, were shocked and didn't know why Ziwu would have such a unique secret technique. After all, the Shenjian Sect was somewhat famous on the mainland. 5,000 years ago, a talented disciple of the Shenjian Sect suddenly appeared out of nowhere. In less than 300 years, he directly became a saint. At that time, the status of the sect was greatly improved due to the existence of a saint.

  But Zi Wei certainly knew the origin of this secret technique, his brain had the perfect mainland's all sects' kung fu secrets except for the three major royal families. Whether it was the strongest in the world or already been erased by the wheel of history. And their secret techniques, the three major royal families all have backups. Not afraid they won't give, this is the powerful force as an unshakeable backing to dare to do so.

  It was because of the proximity of the Shen Jian Sect that Zi Wei used the sect's divine technique, causing the old man to be wary and not dare to kill him easily.

  The old man was also delighted and did not dare to take action lightly.

  But Ziwei's sword had already been struck, and he couldn't help but receive it. The light around his body flashed and then converged in his hand, a seal mark directly shattered Ziwei's ten-foot sword tip.

  Zi Wei didn't get angry, he knew the difference between him and the old man, and he was just making a probing attack, but every time it was so ruthless that the old man couldn't keep up.

  "The Secret of the Sword - The sword shatters the sky."

  A sword energy shot up into the sky and reached the heavens, illuminating the entire city of Tai'an.

  An old man exclaimed: Isn't this the first move of Shenjian Sect's technique? Why can this pre-heavenly stage person display it.

  Their struggle has drawn more attention from people.

  At this time, even the old man who was fighting against Ziwei furrowed his brow. His dry and withered face had no blood color, only those occasionally shining eyes could tell that he was a living person.

  The old man's foot shape took a step, and he sat stably in the horse-step stance. His two hands slowly pushed up, and an eight-trigram circle slowly drew out. Following the form of using stillness to control movement, he slowly pushed out, meeting that extremely strong sword energy.

  In the center of the square, the two met and produced a massive explosion, blasting out a huge crater on the vast square.

  Several people near the station were torn to pieces by the shockwave, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, causing many onlookers to be so frightened that their legs went soft and they fell to the ground.

  The old man sighed softly and slowly withdrew his hand, standing there, staring at the floating purple willow in mid-air.

  The old man said: I can't kill you, nor dare I kill you.

  Zi Wei wondered: Why say that?

  Since you already know, why ask me? How dare I...

  At this time, a group of black-clad people surrounded this place...

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