In the Holy Sword Mountain, all the strong men drew their swords at the same time, and their sword intents intertwined each other and instantly formed a powerful sword formation.

Hundreds of sword emperors, dozens of sword saints, plus the huge number of juniors and deacons of the Holy Sword Mountain, they formed a terrifying sword formation.

The blazing sword intent soared into the sky, and you can feel it within a radius of thousands of miles. A nearby sect noticed a big problem on the Holy Sword Mountain.

"What a strong sword intent."

"That sword saint whose power is far more powerful than I know should be the sword formation of Holy Sword Mountain."

"Using the Sect Protection Sword Formation, that is the super power of Huangzhou. Could it be that the Hongmeng attacked?"

"I don't know, go and have a look."

The strong men around him noticed the movement and went to Holy Sword Mountain, wanting to know what was going on.

Facing the sword formation of the Holy Sword Mountain, Jiang Fuxian stepped up in the air. There were two fairy swords beside her. When Ice Soul and Xue Po appeared, the powerful sword intent erupted from the entire Holy Sword Mountain was suppressed.

Even if he activated the sword formation, Zhou Xingliu was not sure. He had a cold sweat on his forehead, "Sect Master Jiang, there may be a misunderstanding in this matter."

"The white bones in the depths of the Holy Sword Mountain will not be misunderstood." Jiang Fuxian held the ice soul, and in an instant the whole world turned into snow.

"It's the Eternal Ice Domain!"

The strong men near the Holy Sword Mountain whispered softly, they didn't dare to get too close, "Jiang Fuxian from Lingyun Sect, didn't expect that she would actually visit Holy Sword Mountain in person!

"I heard that she went to the Five Immortal Sect, how could she still be able to clone her body when she appeared in Holy Sword Mountain?"

"The only Eternal Ice Domain that can exert frozen space is Jiang Fuxian, and the Holy Sword Mountain is about to be gone."

They didn't dare to get too close.

In the Holy Sword Mountain, Zhou Xingliu controlled the sword formation and held the blue holy sword in his hand. With the blessing of the sword formation, he had powerful power, but when facing Jiang Fuxian, he was still inexplicably frightened.

Jiang Fuxian looked indifferent.

She didn't want to talk nonsense to Zhou Xingliu.

"presumptuous!"

The roar echoed in the Holy Sword Mountain.

In the cemetery of Holy Sword Mountain, an old man in corrupted green crawled out of the coffin. His whole body was dry and his qi and blood were decayed, like firewood, and there were not even a few white hairs on his head.

"It's the ancient ancestor."

Zhou Xingliu had joy in his eyes.

The elders around were all excited, "Ancestor Gu woke up and we still have some help in Holy Sword Mountain."

Qi Lin and Yu Song both had joy in their eyes. They were far older than Jiang Fuxian. He lay in the coffin of the cemetery and was waiting to die. Even the powerful men of Holy Sword Mountain didn't know whether he was still alive.

The ancient ancestor of Holy Sword Mountain appeared in front of the sword formation in the blink of an eye. His withered face was filled with anger. He looked at Zhou Xingliu and other powerful sects and shouted angrily: "You idiots."

"How dare you be arrogant to Master Jiang."

The powerful people of the Holy Sword Sect were shocked. It turned out that the Gu Zu was just scolding them.

The ancient ancestor Wei Qing bowed to Jiang Fuxian, "Sect Master Jiang is here, I will forgive you for not being able to welcome you."

"Sacred Sword Mountain colluded with the Evil Sect, and there were scum who used the Evil Sect's secret techniques. Since you are still alive, don't you have to clean up the portal for you, right?"

"Need not."

Wei Qing looked back at Zhou Xingliu and roared: "Bastard, put away the sword formation."

The powerful sword formation disappeared instantly.

"Master Jiang, please."

Wei Qing invited Jiang Fuxian to the Holy Mountain.

On the top of the Holy Mountain is a wide square. Jiang Fuxian sat at the highest point, covering the original position with ice and snow covering the snow. She looked down at the powerful man in the Holy Sword Mountain.

All the strong men are in the square.

Wei Qing's face was pale, "Who did it?"

The elders around him remained silent, and finally Qi Lin stood up and said proudly: "Uncle Master, during your sleep, our Holy Sword Mountain has become the super of the Wilderness Island..."

Wei Qing suddenly raised his hand.

There is a sword light tearing the space.

The Great Elder Qi Lin was wiped out.

They knew the power of the ancient ancestor, so they felt that they had the opportunity to compete with Jiang Fuxian, but Wei Qing killed Qi Lin with the backhand.

No one expected this scene.

Jiang Fuxian, sitting on a high place, had no expression on his face.

The surrounding powerful men of Holy Sword Mountain were filled with fear, and even the Great Elder killed him as soon as he said he could kill him, and the other strong men were so scared that their legs became weak.

"Damn it!"

"How dare you practice evil skills!"

Wei Qing's eyes widened, his qi and blood were declining, and he could only lie in the cemetery and sleep quietly, without caring about the world. If it weren't for the disaster of Holy Sword Mountain, he might not have woken up in this life.

The lifespan of the sword saint is limited, but it can extend its lifespan through the secret techniques of the evil sect. This is why there are more and more sword saints in the Holy Sword Mountain, because they practice evil skills when their lifespan is almost at the end.

Qi Lin is a powerful swordsman. His status in Holy Sword Mountain is second only to the sect leader Zhou Xingliu, but Wei Qing did not hesitate at all and directly wiped out the situation.

He shocked all the powerful sects present.

Wei Qing didn't even have the chance to finish his words to Qi Lin, and the latter did not expect that Gu Zu would kill him, and even was not prepared for it.

The other elders around were all shocked and their bodies were trembling.

Even the great elders who were authoritative were wiped out like this. How could they not be afraid?

"Golden ancestors are lucky!"

Seven sword saints knelt in front of Wei Qing in succession. They knew that the power of the ancient ancestor was a strong man of the same era as the Supreme Elder of Lingyun Sect.

Among these sword saints, there are Wei Qing's direct descendants. He is not ruthless, and his sword falls. Seven sword saint-level powerful men died at the same time.

Blood stains the holy mountain.

The mountains became quiet.

Yu Song was so scared that he knelt on the ground.

He said in horror: "Ancestor Gu, they were all the great elders who ordered us to murder the uncle of Lingyun Sect, and we were all forced."

The strong men such as Zhou Xingliu were all wide-eyed. They actually dared to murder the uncle of Lingyun Sect. Isn’t this anger?

Jiang Fuxian looked at Yu Song and said, "Tell me clearly, I can not kill you."

Yu Song was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Thank you, Master Jiang, I said, I said."

"The elder doesn't want the uncle of Lingyun Sect to live, so I asked me to contact the evil sect Han Jiangxue and promised to protect the evil sect to return to the deserted continent after the matter was completed."

"Hanjiangxue?"

Jiang Fuxian kept her in her heart.

"Damn it!"

As soon as Yu Song finished speaking, he was killed by Wei Qing, and the legs of the strong men around him were trembling.

Jiang Fuxian said that he could let Yu Song go, but Wei Qing didn't dare. He wanted to show the sincerity of Holy Sword Mountain.

"Zhou Xingliu, as the sect leader, have you not noticed that there are scum in the sect, and that they want to harm my junior brother?"

Zhou Xingliu bowed, "Zengzhu Jiang, I really don't know that they want to murder the junior uncle. It's the fault of the elder and it has nothing to do with us."

"Then do you mean to know these scums? But let them kill innocent people?" Jiang Fuxian narrowed his eyes slightly, with chills in his eyes.

"Xingliu, you are the junior I value the most. You are so confused!" Wei Qing sighed.

Zhou Xingliu turned a blind eye to the elders who used the secret techniques of the Evil Sect. As long as the Holy Sword Mountain can be powerful, he will pretend that nothing happened.

"You apologize yourself."

“…”

The only elders around were scared to death, and even the sect leader was not spared?

Zhou Xingliu's hands were trembling. In front of Wei Qing and Jiang Fuxian, he had no choice but to wave his hand to slap Yin Tang.

The Sect Master of Holy Sword Mountain fell in a pool of blood.

Zhou Xingliu has been in charge of Holy Sword Mountain for thousands of years, and his name resounded throughout the Huangzhou. Such a powerful man was eventually forced to commit suicide and apologize.

Whether it is the Holy Mountain or other places in the Holy Sword Mountain, they are dead silent. The younger generations are silent, and the older generations are trembling all over.

"This ends with this matter, I hope that there will be no such scum in Holy Sword Mountain again."

Jiang Fuxian stood up, she looked down at Holy Sword Mountain, her eyes were filled with frost. The strong people who were still alive on the top of the mountain kowtowed one after another.

Wei Qing bowed and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master Jiang, for giving the opportunity. I will definitely clean up the borers in Holy Sword Mountain before leaving."

Jiang Fuxian left in the air.
To be continued...