Chapter 650: Twelve Swords

"Father, what's going on at home?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Everything is back on track, the Murong family is destroyed, the holy courtyard is rebuilt, and your mother and friends are fine." Jiang Qingyu said.

Jiang Chen was not surprised, a great venerable is almost unstoppable in the Nine Heavens Realm.

"coming!"

Suddenly, without waiting for Jiang Chen to get ready, powerful auras appeared outside Shenwu City, and there was no doubt that they were all great venerables.

One or two, and finally there were fifteen people, plus the old man, a total of sixteen great venerables.

Judging from this situation, I'm afraid it's not as simple as a confrontation.

Jiang Chen couldn't figure it out, and the various forces in the Zhenwu world couldn't understand what Feilong Dynasty was thinking.

"Could it be that other forces are allied with each other?"

The various forces harbored ulterior motives and became extremely uneasy.

"Disciples of the three worlds, return to their respective teams quickly."

The Heavenly Venerable of the Middle Three Realms shouted hastily.

The struggle for power in the Zhenwu Realm has nothing to do with the affairs of the Three Realms, except for the hatred between Xingxiu Palace and Jiang Chen.

People from the Six Peaks of Tianyunmen, Wushenmen, Xingxiu Palace, and East Sea Dragon Palace retreated to a safe zone.

They are only Heavenly Venerables, even though they look down on those old elders in the air.

But those people are still great venerables after all.

One finger can kill them all.

"Everyone, leave the city quickly."

At the same time, someone shouted in Shenwu City.

Rapid bells rang from the top and bottom of Shenwu City, and the people in the city seemed to have practiced thousands of times, and they went out of the city quickly and effectively.

The great venerable of the Holy Martial Academy did not make a move, but just waited quietly.

Ten minutes later, the streets and alleys of Shenwu City were empty.

Onlookers are risky, especially in battles at the level of a great sage.

Even though Jiang Qingyu was the only one, who knew if the Great Master of Feilong Dynasty would participate.

This is also the reason why so many people came to the Holy Martial Academy.

When the time comes to fight, the entire Shenwu City will be destroyed.

"Jiang Chen."

Jiang Qingyu didn't look at the great venerable in the sky, but said to Jiang Chen: "Even if a person with the best talent doesn't have a famous teacher to guide him, he will bury his potential."

"I was very lucky to meet my master, who taught me everything and treated me like a son."

"Tianfeng Taoist, that's an amazing name."

Jiang Chen nodded in agreement.

Taoist Tianfeng is only in his fifties, if he can break through the Great Venerable, it will be a sensation for the Nine Heavens Realm.

However, the Holy Martial Academy is jealous and fearful, and ruthlessly destroys others when they are going to achieve something through a lifetime of hard work.

He didn't care that the person had a family, and someone who cared, just because he didn't want to be loyal to the Holy Martial Academy, he shot and killed him.

The Holy Martial Academy must be destroyed!

"Today, I will use what I have learned all my life to avenge my teacher. I may die, but you have to remember that sometimes a man must do something."

After Jiang Qingyu finished speaking, he patted Jiang Chen's forehead with his hand.

Jiang Chen didn't feel any pain, but his body seemed to be restricted by some kind, and he became limp and weak.

"Jiang Chen."

Du Zhenfei stepped forward to catch him and took him outside the city.

"What's going on? Why didn't the Dynasty send anyone? Only my father?" Jiang Chen's anxiety became more and more intense.

In the end, only his father and the sixteen great venerables of the Holy Martial Academy were in the sky above Shenwu City.

"Jiang Chen, don't blame Feilong Dynasty, they have already tried their best." Jiang Qingyu said to him.

Immediately, he raised his head and said coldly: "It seems that there is no need for any confrontation, just tell me who killed my master."

Among the sixteen great venerables, three stood up immediately.

"Your master is ignorant and arrogant. He not only rejected my Holy Martial Academy, but also made sarcasm. I am so angry that I can teach you a lesson. There is no limit to the number of great venerables as you and your father said!"

"Just like today, you wanted to protect the son of your murderer, so you shot at you."

"Clearly distinguishing between public and private is the principle of the Holy Martial Academy."

The three great venerables took a step forward, and each of them said a sentence, full of decency and awe-inspiring righteousness.

But people who know the true face of Shengwuyuan just want to call them hypocritical.

"It seems that Feilong Dynasty doesn't plan to do anything."

"It does appear to be so, and that's a pity."

"This Jiang Qingyu wants to avenge his master, don't you know how to wait?"

"The plane passage leading to the Middle Three Realms is in the hands of Shengwuyuan. In the Lower Three Realms, the great venerable is already close to the limit."

"That's true."

The people in the lower three realms saw that the fire was about to happen, and they didn't see the people from Feilong Dynasty, so they were very surprised.

The people in the Three Realms of China just regarded it as watching the excitement, regardless of the reason.

"It's true that the son changed his father after beating him, but I don't know what the father will do."

"Facing the sixteen great venerables, most of them are stronger than them."

"No matter how you look at it, it's a loser."

Since it was in the Shenwu City, not the Holy Martial Academy, neither side had the help of formations and enchantments.

But the sixteen great venerables stood together, unshakable like mountains.

"You are really hypocritical. What's the use of saying these words before you die."

Jiang Qingyu wanted to argue, but shook his head again, not wanting to waste energy.

With those words, a gust of wind blew up in the air.

"Arrogance!"

"Then send you to see Master!"

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

The sixteen great venerables of the Holy Martial Academy didn't waste their energy, it was no longer suitable for them to fight alone, so they swarmed directly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, these old guys are not willing to fight alone and cause losses."

"Hey, they can form the ceiling of the lower three realms like this. No wonder the lower three realms haven't grown for so many years."

"See if they can live for decades, and a new batch of such guys will be cultivated by then."

People from the Middle and Three Realms had no scruples, discussing loudly, and they were not afraid of being heard by the Holy Martial Academy.

"Jiang Chen, your father is just as stupid as you."

After a series of psychological changes, Tang Shiya suddenly hardened her heart.

I can't wait to see Jiang Qingyu die, and by then, Jiang Chen will also be unlucky.

As long as Jiang Chen doesn't die for a day, she can't continue to practice "Love Thread Tribulation".

"Use your lives today to sacrifice the soul of my master!"

Jiang Qingyu also didn't intend to have an earth-shattering battle, or stage a one-man undefeated fight against sixteen great venerables.

What he has to do is very simple, kill the Holy Martial Academy with one sword!

Once the sixteen great venerables died, the Holy Martial Academy would exist in name only.

So there is only one question left, how to do it?

"Sword Twelve!"

Jiang Qingyu was unarmed, and his fingers formed swords.

With his right hand raised high, the sword pointed to the sky, and a bright sword glow rose and bloomed high in the sky.

Like fireworks, identical spirit swords quickly enveloped Shenwu City, above the heads of the sixteen great venerables.

"This sword..."

Jiang Chen, who was on the sidelines, seemed to suddenly understand what his father was going to do, but he still couldn't believe it.