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However, this was not what Jiang Yun was surprised with. With Jiang Yun's realm, he was completely capable of dealing with such a fast killer move. Jiang Yun was surprised by the second daughter of the Qin family, Qin Xiaoxi, who was only 20 years old, she had already learned the Sakura Thousand Soul Kill, a killer move that required a very high level of spiritual power.
And even if the level of spiritual power had already met the requirements, there were still many people who were unable to truly grasp the essence of it. It was also possible that they would not be able to learn such a skill in their lifetime. He did not expect Qin Xiaoxi to be able to use it so freely at such a young age. It was clear that Qin Xiaoxi was no ordinary person!
"Jiang Yun! We finally meet again!"
At this time, He Zhao, who had long lost his mind, suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Yun with bloodshot eyes. His expression was very distorted. Jiang Yun could feel an extremely evil power wandering in his body. This was definitely not a power that could be obtained through normal cultivation!
"Stray dog, quickly retreat, or I'll teach you a lesson!" Jiang Yun coldly looked at He Zhao in front of him.
"Hmph hmph... Do you think I'm still the same He Zhao?" He Zhao's eyes revealed a trace of coldness and madness. He hurriedly raised his hand, and a dark red spiritual power began to surge in his hand.
"Your He family has already been exterminated. Since you're not dead, I advise you to take care of yourself." Jiang Yun's long hair was blown by the strong wind. His current expression was calm and composed, like a giant stone statue that could not be toppled. He looked at He Zhao expressionlessly.
"Cut the crap! Die for me!"
In an instant, with the two of them as the center, a fierce gale suddenly blew up.
He Zhao raised his hand and clenched it. Several cracks began to extend under Jiang Yun's feet. Jiang Yun seemed to have realized that something was wrong. He only felt a strong force surging under his feet.
In the next second, the ground shattered like an eggshell. A dark red spiritual power gathered into a huge Bloody Hand. The Bloody Hand rose up from the ground, vowing to crush Jiang Yun into pieces.
"Hahahahahaha, go to Hell, Jiang Yun!" He Zhao laughed crazily.
The moment the Bloody Hand clenched hard, an intense spiritual power burst out but how could Jiang Yun be hit by his skill?
Jiang Yun rose into the air almost at the same time, dodging the fatal blow of the Bloody Hand.
If He Zhao's Bloody Hand had held him tightly, his cultivation and spiritual power would have been completely shattered.
At this time, Jiang Yun was more convinced that He Zhao had used the Purgatory Ghost Hand of the Blood Shadow Sect.
This kind of power didn't require any spiritual power to be released. When it was released, the Power of the Blood Shadow would gather into a huge Ghost Hand and crush his enemy into pieces. What was even more terrifying was that the person who was crushed by the Ghost Hand, all of the spiritual power in his body would be absorbed by the Ghost Hand. And after that, the Ghost Hand would become stronger due to the slaughter, and its speed would also become faster. And this was only the legendary Blood Shadow Sect's ordinary skill.
This Blood Shadow Sect was filled with forbidden techniques.
What was even more terrifying was the Abyss Sorrowful Wail that Jiang Yun had heard of. After this terrifying spirit skill was released, it could actually make those who heard it lose their minds and become violent and crazy. They could not differentiate between friend and foe and would kill anyone they saw. Back then, the Blood Shadow Sect had used this skill to make many people in the Mainland fearful. Almost everyone's expressions changed when they talked about it. As time passed, many people gradually threw their fear of the Blood Shadow Sect to the back of their minds.
Some people said that they had borrowed the power of the Ghost Realm. It was no wonder that this kind of power would suffer a great backlash.
Jiang Yun frowned.
At this moment, He Zhao's eyes turned red.
The hands that he had used to release the Ghost Hand suddenly had a huge increase in spiritual power.
"Your reaction is quite fast, Jiang Yun!"
"You have gained new power, but are you still so weak?" Jiang Yun teased him, intentionally or not.
He knew that He Zhao was a very competitive person, so he could not tolerate any bad words. Especially after he left the He family and obtained such a terrifying power of the Blood Shadow, he became even weaker.
"Shut up!"
What Jiang Yun wanted to do was to properly investigate He Zhao who had obtained the Blood Shadow power.
"Shut up! It's all because of you! I'm going to kill you!" He Zhao roared towards the sky, and then suddenly leapt into the air, his Demonic Claws filled with dark red spiritual power continuously clawing towards Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun didn't have the slightest intention of attacking.
He kept dodging He Zhao's attacks. The more he did this, the angrier He Zhao became!
"Why? Why aren't you attacking?!" He Zhao seemed to be a little desperate, and he hurriedly shouted.
"You're too weak, you're not worthy!"
He Zhao felt a great deal of bitterness when he heard this.
He had obtained new power, but he was still belittled by this Jiang Yun. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The spiritual power on his wrist also became more terrifying. Jiang Yun could feel that He Zhao's every attack was filled with killing intent.
When He Zhao swung his sword one last time, a huge sword that was burning with black flames appeared in He Zhao's hand. The blade of the huge sword was actually carved with countless vengeful souls.
He Zhao waved his hands, and this terrifying huge sword directly tore the air. The strange thing was that the instant this huge sword was swung, the surroundings were actually filled with wails and screams.
This greatsword... was indeed a product of the Ghost Realm!
This sword was imbued with the power of countless vengeful souls. If one was stricken by this Sword of Vengeful Souls, it would most likely become half crippled.
Jiang Yun hurriedly dodged He Zhao's full-powered strike, but this was not the end.
Several streams of evil spiritual power once again gathered on the Sword of Vengeful Souls. He Zhao's slash once again brought about an intense blade shadow. This blade shadow seemed to have a high temperature of several hundred degrees as if it wanted to burn Jiang Yun into ashes.
It was hard to imagine what kind of strength He Zhao had used.
The high temperature brought about by this sword shadow instantly burned the surrounding tables and chairs into ashes!
"Go to Hell, Jiang Yun!"
He Zhao seemed to be getting crazier. He kept waving the Sword of Vengeful Souls, and one strong blade shadow after another approached Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun had no intention of being afraid.
White spiritual power suddenly gathered around him, forming a huge protective shield. It blocked He Zhao's fierce attack directly.
"Is that really all you have?"
Jiang Yun showed disdain, as if he was watching a mad dog bite someone. He mocked crazily.
He Zhao was really anxious now.
Why?
Why was he ridiculed by Jiang Yun even though he had obtained such powerful strength? He was really unwilling and devastated!
"Hehe... You can't be his opponent now. Finish what you need to do first."
At this moment, a woman's voice came from the depths of He Zhao's mind.
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