Jian Wuyou still did not give up. For three days, his soul power had not been restrained, but no miracle happened. In these three days, the Sword Sect was surprisingly peaceful and there was no abnormality.

Ruan lay on a chair and retracted the power of his soul. Jian Wuyou felt powerless for the first time. Just when the people of the Sword Sect were glad, Jian Wuyou's heart was filled with haze.

"Call Young Master Jian Han." Jian Wuyou's eyes closed slightly, and his voice came into the ears of the disciples outside. The disciple responded, left here and headed towards Jian Han's courtyard.

Soon, the disciple of the Sword Sect came back and stood outside the door with trembling body, not daring to go in to see Jian Wuyou.

Feeling his abnormality, Jian Wuyou's mind trembled and he stood up from the chair in an instant. The power of his soul spread out. At this moment, the Sword Sect was already in chaos, because they found Jian Han's body in the courtyard of Jian Han, the young leader of the Sword Sect, and lay softly on the ground without any breath.

The fear spread again, and it was more violent than before. The Young Master Jian Han, who was under the protection of his masters, was inexplicably killed. This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for the Sword Sect.

Jian Wuyou used teleportation directly and came to Jian Han's corpse. When he saw the sect leader coming, everyone in the courtyard was trembling and lowering his head. No one dared to be Jian Wuyou's red and hideous eyes.

"Everyone left me where I was. Those who moved around will die!" Jian Wuyou's voice was instantly clearly transmitted to every corner of the Sword Sect. He didn't know that the person who did these things had been in the Sword Sect, so he would be a stupid pig.

In just a moment, he had just regained the power of his soul to monitor the Sword Sect. Then, Jian Han was killed. His movements were too fast, and he was a bit incredible.

Not being blinded by anger, Jian Wuyou Binghan's eyes swept across the crowd. He believed that the murderer was probably one of these people. The closer to Jian Han, the more suspicious it was. Of course, it was not ruled out that it was Han Fengxue. After all, he could use teleportation ability, but he denied this speculation. How could Han Fengxue be mixed in the Sword Sect and no one discovered it. So he believed more that the first possibility was that someone lied that Han Fengxue came to seek revenge and attempted to subvert the Sword Sect. Unfortunately, the first person who discovered Han Fengxue was missing, otherwise Jian Wuyou would have to search for his memory.

At this moment, the Sword Sect seemed to have stopped, and everyone stood there, no one dared to move.

Jian Wuyou looked at the corpse on the ground and showed extreme pain. He secretly swore in his heart that after finding the murderer, he would definitely make him worse than death.

"Come here!" The momentum enveloped the disciples of the Sword Sect in Jianhan's courtyard. The crowd immediately came obediently towards Jian Wuyou. The atmosphere seemed depressing and silent, and no one dared to make a sound.

"I will search for your memories. If there are any rebels, kill them!" Binghan's voice spit out from Jian Wuyou's mouth. The disciples of the Sword Sect all showed anger in their hearts, forcing them to search for all the memories of others? Then wouldn't their *** be presented to each other? This is the most taboo thing for the strong.

However, although he was angry, no one dared to say anything when he felt the coldness. He could only secretly hate him in his heart, and even many people suppressed the resentment in his heart, otherwise he would be discovered by Jian Wuyou later.

"Sect Master, is this a little inconvenient?" A strong man at the peak of the God King said suddenly. The heart of the crowd beating, and he thought to himself that this man was looking for death. Didn't he see Jian Wuyou at this moment on the verge of furiousness? However, when he saw the person who spoke, everyone also showed a sudden look. This man was a guest official who joined the Sword Sect not long ago. At the peak of the God King, he was also a weapon master. Such a person naturally had his arrogance. Moreover, he was only considered a worshiper of the Sword Sect, not a disciple of the Sword Sect.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted, Jian Wuyou's angrily eyes moved to the person who was talking, and his body trembled, and disappeared in an instant. When he appeared again, he was already in front of the person who was talking, and his right hand was poking forward. The space was trembling fiercely, and the airflow was swirling. The man felt Jian Wuyou's strong murderous intent, and his body wanted to retreat suddenly, but how could he have time?

"Boom!" With a trembling sound, the man's body was thrown away weakly and landed on the ground, with no breath at all. Jian Wuyou returned to the spot, as if he had done nothing, his eyes swept across the crowd and said coldly: "Does anyone think it's inconvenient?"

Everyone did not expect Jian Wuyou to be so ruthless and decisive. They secretly regretted the weapon master. No one spoke. At this moment, everyone could only remain silent.

Then, Jian Wuyou searched all the memories of the unresisting people, but found nothing. His cold eyes kept flowing. Jian Wuyou seemed to have caught something, but he could not grasp it. After a moment, Jian Wuyou's entire body trembled, and directly used teleportation, then disappeared from the place where he lived.

When he came outside the door, there was no figure of the person who had just reported the news. On the ground outside his room, a few clear big words were engraved there: "The sword sect is up and down, no chicken or dog is left!" Eight large words were inserted into Jian Wuyou's heart like a sharp blade. He was in the realm of the God King, and for the first time he felt so powerless.

Angry, he waved his hands towards the eight big words. In the roar, the stone chips on the ground flew, and a powerful aura spread around, and dust and smoke rolled.

Even though he knew that searching for memories would make the Sword Sect dissatisfied, Jian Wuyou had no choice but to search everyone's memories, but still found nothing.

Han Fengxue kept changing his identity in the Sword Sect. Whenever he had the chance, he transformed himself into someone who was excluded by Jian Wuyou's search. It would be strange if he was discovered. How could Jian Wuyou find him? What Jian Wuyou would never dream of was that Han Fengxue could change his identity at all times.

The depressed atmosphere made everyone in the Sword Sect breathless. At this moment, they all secretly regretted offending Han Fengxue's evil star, and cursed the dead Jian Han in their hearts. Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. Jian Wuyou, who was in the realm of the God King, had a look of fatigue on his face and was exhausted, but he could not stop the clouds of death from continuing to spread in the Sword Sect.

During these ten days, many people in the Sword Sect died, and what Jian Wuyou could do was to protect his disciples whom he valued the most and let them move into the courtyard where they lived and take care of them at any time. As for the others, they could only leave it to fate.

The crowd of the Sword Sect began to flee. Since Jian Wuyou couldn't protect them, he even gave up on them and stayed in the Sword Sect, what's the point?

The huge Sword Sect disappeared in less than a month, leaving only a few people and an empty sect. The people of the Fantasy Sword City were shocked. The news from the Sword Sect quickly spread towards the Fantasy Sword City. Everyone was extremely shocked. The magical young man came back to revenge a year ago, which made the Sword Sect split into pieces and destruction. All kinds of rumors were circulating in the Fantasy Sword City. At this moment, Jian Wuyou was about to set off and go to Hantian City.

The foundation of the Sword Sect was destroyed, and Jian Wuyou became silent. He was filled with anger and resentment in his heart. He always had a cold look on his face, but the deadline for going to the Hantian Sect was approaching. He dared not delay or not to go. He knew what consequences would be if that was the case.

At this time, all the people from the Sword Sect were concentrated in Jian Wuyou's courtyard, with only two or three hundred people left. In addition to his relatives, they were all his confidants. The Sword Sect also had another powerful god king, who was Jian Wuyou's uncle.

"Uncle Chen, Jian Sect will ask you." In the courtyard, Jian Wuyou bowed slightly to a fat middle-aged man.

"Don't worry, Master, as long as I, Jian Chen, are still there, Jian Sect." Jian Chen also bowed slightly to Jian Wuyou. Although he is Jian Wuyou's uncle, Jian Wuyou is the leader of Jian Sect after all.

Jian Wuyou nodded, bowed deeply to Jian Chen, his eyes turned, and looked at the dozens of people in front of him. These were his confidants, all of which were at the peak of the God King. Moreover, even in this realm, they were very powerful. These were the real elites of the Sword Sect, and they were going to set out with Jian Wuyou to Hantian City.

"Let's go." Jian Wuyou said to everyone, and then stepped out first and headed towards a secret room of the Sword Sect. The Demon Night Mansion has a space gate leading to the major cities of the God Realm, and naturally there is a sword sect. Soon, Jian Wuyou took everyone to the secret room of the Hantian Sect and stepped in directly, and other disciples of the Sword Sect followed one after another.

The crowd slowly headed towards the door of space, and the last person was a disciple of the Sword Sect who looked very ordinary. At this moment, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and the light was flowing. It was Han Fengxue.

Without hesitation, Han Fengxue also stepped into the space gate, and the light flashed. The next moment, the crowd appeared in another space. It was outside the city of Hantian City. Han Fengxue took a deep breath. The last time she came to Hantian City with full confidence, but left awkwardly. Han Fengxue is not relieved yet. The figure of the young man in white is also imprinted in his memory.
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