Chapter 202 Wu Zong Powerhouse

"You mean, that mysterious man wants to exterminate the tomb?" Duan Yijian opened his mouth wide and said in surprise.

The Spirit Tomb can be ranked fifth among all the killer organizations of the Jagged Dynasty. Naturally, it has its strengths. If someone wants to destroy him by himself, Duan Yijian will never believe it.

Ren Jiuyou had a different opinion: "Young Master Duan is wrong to think so. When that man destroyed the other four organizations, do you dare to imagine that he has this ability?"

Duan Yijian was speechless and silent, he couldn't answer Ren Jiuyou's question, all the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't bear to believe it.

Ren Jiuyou said leisurely: "Young Master Duan may not know yet. Although Quicksand has not been registered with the Assassin Guild, the senior management of the Jagged Dynasty Assassin Guild has taken the initiative to help them register."

Hearing this, Duan Yijian hurriedly asked, "Where is the quicksand ranking now?"

"Currently, Quicksand ranks eighth among all killer organizations in the Jagged Dynasty!"

"However, if nothing else, they will soon replace the spiritual tomb, ranking fifth."

There was a hint of sigh in Ren Jiuyou's voice, which made Duan Yijian's body froze slightly.

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Spirit Tomb, the largest killer organization in the southern region of the Jagged Dynasty.

Just like its name, the headquarters of the spiritual tomb is not in the bustling city, but in a dark, damp, ghostly cemetery.

The cemetery is hidden in a dense forest, and the towering trees block the sun, making the light here even more dim, and the occasional crows cry, as if to symbolize that this is the place of death.

The headquarters of the spiritual tomb is easy to find. Next to the largest tomb in this cemetery, there is a tombstone that is three meters high. Gently tap the tombstone three times, and the door to the underground palace will open.

At this time, Liu Qianheng, the leader of the spiritual tomb, was standing in the center of the underground palace, looking at Wei Zhuang with a solemn expression. Behind him were dozens of spiritual tomb killers with different injuries.

These killers generally have the cultivation base of Martial Monarchs, and even if they are placed in the Jagged Dynasty, they can dominate one side, but today they were beaten by Wei Zhuang alone.

Dozens of Martial Lords fought against Wei Zhuang, and after only ten breaths of time in his hands, they all failed miserably.

In the current spiritual cemetery palace, only the leader Liu Qianheng is left who has not yet been defeated by the opponent.

Liu Qianheng has yet to make a move.

"Who are you, the tomb shouldn't have offended you!" Liu Qianheng stared at Wei Zhuang, who was blocking the gate of the underground palace, and asked in a deep voice.

Wei Zhuang sneered at the corner of his mouth and said, "As a killer organization, when did you ever need to care about who you offended? Now you are asking such a ridiculous question. Are you trying to hide your cowardice?"

Liu Qianheng's face was very ugly, and it seemed that Wei Zhuang had hit his weakness.

He said angrily: "Hmph, I just want to know who the person who died at my hands today is. If you don't want to say anything, just be a nameless ghost!"

Wei Zhuang gently pulled out the shark-toothed sword in his left hand, pointed at Liu Qianheng, and said, "You can barely make me interested. I hope that your Wuzong's cultivation will be successful, and you will be able to help me in the recent boring battle. Get some color."

When Wei Zhuang broke Liu Qianheng's cultivation, Liu Qianheng was shocked.

Wuzong is above the realm of Wujun, which is already considered the top combat power of the Jagged Dynasty, and few people know this realm.

What's more, Liu Qianheng is a complete Wuzong, and is one of the strongest people besides the giants of the Jagged Dynasty.

But this man named Wei Zhuang could see through his cultivation at a glance.

Could it be that he is a powerhouse beyond Wuzong?

Impossible, there are only a few powerhouses above the Martial Sect of the Jagged Dynasty, and I have never heard of someone named Wei Zhuang!

However, Liu Qianheng knew that now was not the time to struggle with this issue.

No matter who the person in front of him is, or how high his cultivation base is, he will have to compete with each other today.

The dignity of the tomb cannot be trampled on!

"You have to pay a painful price for your arrogance, and prepare to be punished!"

Liu Qianheng roared, holding a cold long sword in his hand, stabbing at Wei Zhuang.

call!

There was a sudden gust of gloomy wind in the underground palace, making countless masters feel cold all over their bodies.

Above these yin winds, there is a strong corrosive effect, and the tables and chairs in the entire underground palace are directly weathered after being touched by the wind.

At the same time, the power of these yin winds became stronger and stronger, and finally formed a whirlwind armor to wrap Liu Qianheng. This kind of yin wind armor is no longer something that Martial Lord Realm warriors can touch.

Liu Qianheng's powerful sword fully displayed his martial arts cultivation base, causing Liu Xu and other killers who followed Wei Zhuang's complexion to change dramatically.

The most powerful of their group was Liu Xu, a six-star Martial Monarch. In the face of the corrosive Yin wind provoked by Liu Qianheng, they were a little reluctant to even open the infuriating shield for defense, let alone fight against it.

At the same time, Liu Qianheng's sword is not only extremely powerful, but also perfect in skill and subtlety.

Liu Xu only felt that this bland sword did not seem to have any loopholes, no matter which direction he dodged, he would be stabbed.

What's even more terrifying is that when this sword was displayed, Liu Qianheng almost merged with the long sword in his hand, turning into a whirlwind of black streamer and rushing towards Wei Zhuang.

Where the black streamer whirlwind passed, the space was almost distorted.

Once the space is damaged, the speed of the martial artist in this environment will be greatly affected, so in the eyes of everyone, it is almost impossible for Wei Zhuang to avoid this lore sword.

"As expected of the legendary Wuzong powerhouse, this powerful aura is truly terrifying."

Liu Xu narrowed his eyes, trying hard to catch Liu Qianheng's shadow.

It's a pity that, as a martial arts expert who is good at assassination, Liu Qianheng's instantaneous burst of speed is not something he can capture at all.

"As expected of the leader, his strength is astonishingly strong, my spiritual tomb is saved!"

"With the leader here, I don't believe that this shit Wei Zhuang can really destroy our spiritual tomb."

"How can he, an outsider, understand the details of the spiritual tomb, and feel the fear of being dominated by the spiritual tomb!"

Seeing Liu Qianheng's great power, the killers of the entire spiritual tomb organization were in high spirits, and the haze that was killed by Wei Zhuang alone was also dispelled a lot.

They seldom saw Liu Qianheng take a shot, and they had never seen Liu Qianheng take a shot with all his strength.

They believe that the leader who goes all out will definitely kill the white-haired man and be ashamed of the spiritual tomb.

"Suffer to death! Refine your heart with a sword!"

Liu Qianheng roared, the long sword in his hand was mixed with a violent whirlwind that could strangle everything, and it was about to pierce Wei Zhuang's chest.

The debris of the table and chairs corroded by the cyclone was also blown up by Liu Qianheng's breath, filling the entire underground palace, making people's vision even more blurred.