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A loud bang.

The sword light shattered, and Lu Wuxia spat out blood, like a shell fired from its chamber, and was thrown backwards with a booming sound.

But before she hit the wall behind, the ancestor of Rage God bent his five fingers and grabbed from the air.

The space shook suddenly, and Lu Wuxia's flying figure stopped suddenly, as if being grasped by an invisible big hand, or like a bug frozen in amber, hovering in mid-air.

It wasn't until this time that Ye Shentong's angry shout sounded:

"Bold and lowly maidservant, dare to attack the ancestor, do you want to exterminate the entire family in Tianjian Mountain?"

Angry Sword Immortal also shouted:

"Lu Wuxia, you are so bold, how dare you show your sword to the Patriarch of the Rage God!"

Xuan then said to the Patriarch Rage God:

"The patriarch is merciful. Lu Wuxia never has the guts to disobey the patriarch. She was only bewitched by the divine sword and was obsessed with ghosts for a while, so she did this act of rebellion! I beg the patriarch to spare her life, this junior wishes..."

"Enough." Ancestor Rage God maintained a posture of capturing from the air, and said lightly:

"Lu Wuxia is greedy for the Excalibur and refuses to let it go. It's a pitiful situation. But the next crime is unforgivable. On this occasion, I don't want her life, so I will give her a chance and let her take the lead , rush to the gate of another world!"

Sword Immortal Nu was overjoyed in his heart, but his face was anxious, and he said angrily:

"Forgive me, Patriarch! With Lu Wuxia's meager skills, if she goes alone, she will definitely die. She..."

The Patriarch Rage God cast a cold glance at the Angry Sword Immortal: "So, do you want to accompany her?"

"younger generation……"

"If you don't want to, just shut up."

No, I would love to!

At this time, Lu Wuxia, who seemed to be imprisoned by the ancestor of the Rage God and couldn't move, suddenly let out a low laugh:

"Old man, are you still putting on airs here?"

Sword Immortal Nu was very anxious, and shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

Ye Shentong sneered and said:

"The patriarch is magnanimous and generous. He doesn't care about the arrogance of this lowly servant girl. You don't want to be afraid to thank you, but you dare to speak nonsense? Patriarch, what's the use of keeping such a lowly maidservant? It's better to kill him as a warning to others."

The Ancestor of the Rage God stared at Lu Wuxia with gloomy eyes, and said indifferently:

"I think your uncle is considered polite, leaving you a way to survive, but you don't know how to cherish it, since that's the case..."

The five fingers that were grasping in the air moved slightly, and was about to squeeze them together, when Lu Wuxia smiled:

"Old man, do you really think I don't know your details?

"Immortal God, the spirit and spirit are extremely introverted, there will be no trace of breath leaking out, and there is no need to use breath to intimidate, just 'existence' is enough to make people look up at a mountain, as if they are facing an abyss.

"And you... hey, the aura filled the palace, it seemed like an abyss like a sea, and you gave me a big blow, but it just exposed your true nature!

"Old man, your great alchemy is rotten, and the inner world is already rotten and dilapidated. You can't contain your aura, causing it to leak out! You are no longer an immortal god, but an old zombie whose energy is constantly passing away and whose life is not long!

"Why don't you want to kill me? You used all your strength to grab and grab me before, and every move wanted to kill me. Unfortunately, you underestimated me and Bing Po! With my divine sword in hand, You want to kill me, it's not that easy!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Wuxia's stellar energy exploded, and the divine sword in his hand also flashed with a ray of light. As soon as the sword energy burst out, the space was shaken, and there was a sound of cutting, and there were more fine and thin cutting cracks, which appeared In the air, it was as if the space had turned into a transparent crystal and was cut by a sharp blade.

The corners of the ancestor's eyes twitched slightly, and he clenched his five fingers suddenly.

But it was too late, Lu Wuxia stretched his limbs, and stretched out, the surrounding air that was densely covered with cutting cracks exploded with a bang, turning into billowing air waves, and scattered in all directions.

Lu Wuxia landed lightly, held the sword in one hand, danced a sword flower, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and pointed the tip of the sword at the ancestor of the wild god:

"Old man, what else is there, just use it!"

Ye Shentong was dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

Sword Immortal Nu opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

The two never expected that Lu Wuxia would be able to break free from the imprisonment of the ancestor of the Rage God, and it seemed that the injury was not too serious.

"What's the situation? Could it be that the Patriarch Rage God really..." Sword Immortal Fury's eyes sank, and he squinted at Ye Shentong beside him.

Ye Shentong was startled, and quickly walked away from the Sword Immortal Nu, and when he came to the ancestor of the Rage God, he pointed at the Immortal Nu Sword and shouted:

"Irritable, do you want to rebel too?"

The Angry Sword Immortal tugged at the corner of his mouth twice, and shouted angrily:

"Sect Master Ye, you don't believe me in our friendship? Forget it, I can't control Lu Wuxia's evil! Patriarch, Sect Master Ye, you can just deal with her as you like, just don't implicate me in Tianjian Mountain!"

After saying that, he leaped, smashed through the roof of the palace, soared into the sky, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Ye Shentong breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Lu Wuxia with a sneer:

"You lowly maidservant, even your uncle has abandoned you, and now I'm afraid that I'm desperately rushing back to Tianjian Mountain, anxious to move the gate of the mountain, so as not to be implicated by you, and be wiped out by my Desolate God Sect... Irritable and fled , do you still want to fight in the corner?"

Lu Wuxia smiled leisurely:

"Ye Shentong, I was able to survive under the hands of your ancestor. What kind of thing are you, dare to speak to me so loudly?"

Ye Shentong suddenly said:

"You're just relying on the divine sword to show off your power. Do you think that my Rage God Sect doesn't have a divine weapon?"

While speaking, between the fingers and palms, a cold moonlight bloomed, and in an instant it condensed into a three-foot-long, simple-looking Yanling Saber that exuded the brilliance of the cold moon.

This non-glamorous Yanling Saber is one of the only two artifacts in the Xuanzhen Realm, the treasure of the Rage God Sect, the Lengyue Divine Saber.

Ye Shentong held the Leng Yueshen Knife in his hand, pointed the knife point at Lu Wuxia, and said in a deep voice:

"Old Ancestor, this lowly servant girl is insane and daring. This disciple is willing to take the life of this lowly servant girl on behalf of Old Ancestor!"

The Patriarch Rage God clasped his hands in his sleeves, slumped his shoulders and bowed his back, looking like he was shy from the cold, and said calmly:

"No hurry. Lu Wuxia, you are quite knowledgeable, and you can tell the current situation of this old man in one word... But this old man is very curious. Even your senior uncle is irritable and can't see the old man's state. How do you know?" Who? Who told you the old man's details?"

Lu Wuxia lowered her eyelids, stared at the Ice Soul Excalibur, and said leisurely:

"I entered the Tao with a sword, and the heart of the sword is transparent, so I have detected your state with a flawless sword heart."

"Nonsense!" Patriarch Rage God snorted coldly: "Based on your state, no matter what, it is impossible to know the state of the old man. Tell me, who told you!"