Legend of Swordsman

4480 Five Branch Disciples

The God Refining Sect was extremely vast.

The Library Pavilion was quite far away from the limestone mountain. After half an incense stick of time, Jian Wushuang saw a Palace that looked like a demon’s mouth according to the address given by Jiu Sha.

The palace looked ghostly. There was a black plaque hanging on it with the words ‘Library Pavilion’ written on it.

“This is the Library Pavilion? This style is really in line with the style of the God Refining Sect.”

Jian Wushuang could not help but be slightly dumbfounded. He shook his head and walked into the Library Pavilion.

It was quiet inside, and there was no one else. The disciples of the five divisions should not have arrived yet.

There were countless huge bookshelves in the Library Pavilion. The bookshelves were filled with books, and there were at least tens of millions of them.

Jian Wushuang’s heart skipped a beat and he immediately spread his divine power and shot it toward the books.

In the blink of an eye, the contents of thousands of books fell into Jian Wushuang’s mind.

Jian Wushuang slowly closed his eyes and began to read the contents of the books carefully, trying to find an explanation about void power.

Time slowly passed.

Two hours…

Four hours…

Six hours…

“I found it!”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes suddenly opened and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Whizzz.

The next moment.

An ancient yellow book flew from the shelf and into Jian Wushuang’s hand.

The content recorded in this book was to search for the most basic and original source of void power.

There was a scar on the book, which indicated who had borrowed it from the Library Pavilion. Seeing that the book was already in his hands, Jian Wushuang naturally did not need to stay in the Library Pavilion any longer. He turned around and walked out of the Library Pavilion.

Thud, thud, thud.

Just as he reached the door, Jian Wushuang heard a burst of rapid footsteps.

Immediately after, his vision was blocked by a black shadow. A group of burly God Refining Sect disciples with different appearances blocked his way.

They were all dressed in the same blood-red robe. The disciple at the front had the head of a bear, and the muscles on his arms were bulging. He was topless, and his veins were twisted like terrifying tree roots. On his left shoulder, seven red Stars were shining with a demonic light!

A 7-Star Void Warrior was equivalent to an Ultimate Ruler!

“Please make way.” Jian Wushuang stopped in his tracks. Holding the book in his hand, he raised his head and looked at the disciples calmly.

The Void Warrior Xiong Gang, who was obviously the leader of the group of disciples, lowered his head and sized up Jian Wushuang. Then, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

In the next moment, the corners of his mouth curled up. “Wushuang?”

Jian Wushuang nodded and replied, “It’s me. What’s the matter?”

Hearing this, the smile on the face of this tall and burly Void Warrior grew wider. He extended his hand and said, “Wushuang, I’m the head disciple of Grand Elder Pan Shan, Nu Xiong. I think we can sit down and have a chat.”

Jian Wushuang looked at him indifferently and said, “I’m not interested.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire place fell silent.

The smile on Nu Xiong’s face froze, and his outstretched hand froze on the spot.

“Hey, Wushuang, our boss has personally invited you. Don’t be ungrateful!”

“Wushuang, how can you speak to our Senior Brother Nu Xiong like that?”

“Wushuang, mind your attitude when you speak to Senior Brother Nu Xiong!”

Before the Void Warrior Nu Xiong could speak, the disciples behind him could not help but berate him.

Jian Wushuang frowned and did not speak.

Crack.

Nu Xiong retracted his hand, narrowed his eyes, and said with a fake smile, “Wushuang, it seems you’re not going to give me face?” The most update n0vels are published on novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.nᴇt

Jian Wushuang’s expression remained calm. He looked at him and said, “I’ll say it one last time. Please move aside. You’re blocking my way.”

When he heard this, Nu Xiong’s eyes narrowed again, and the smile on his face finally disappeared.

Just as he was about to continue speaking.

Clap, clap, clap.

Outside the Library Pavilion, a wave of clapping sounds rang out.

“Hahaha, Nu Xiong, I can’t believe that you, the Grand Elder’s head disciple of our sect, who is about to break through to the Scar-level Void Warrior, would actually be told off by a new disciple!”

A rustling sound was heard. Then, a skinny young man with bone wings led a group of people and strode in.

Grand Elder Chen Gu’s head disciple, Void Warrior Hei Chi!

Thud, thud, thud.

It was not over yet. There were more and more 7-Star Void Warriors leading the disciples of the God Refining Sect into the Library Pavilion with their hands behind their backs. Some of them were expressionless, while others had slightly mocking expressions.

It was Xuanyang, the head disciple of the Grand Elder Lan Yue!

He was the first disciple of Grand Elder Jinya, Zhengheng!

In an instant, other than the disciples of the Sect Master of the God Refining Sect, the disciples of the four Grand Elders were all present.

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“Nu Xiong, it seems that your reputation is not very useful. He doesn’t even like you,” Grand Elder Jinya’s chief disciple, Void Warrior Zhengheng, said with a smile.

Immediately, a burst of laughter came from the crowd.

The four of them had been fighting in the dark for a long time. All of them wanted to be the leaders of the younger generation of the God Refining Sect. Now that they had seen Nu Xiong suffer, how could they let go of this opportunity to hit him when he was down?

“Hmph,” Nu Xiong snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on Wushuang. His expression suddenly turned gloomy.

His pair of round eyes flickered with a brutal and murderous light.

“Wushuang, I’ll ask you one last time. Do you not want to give me face?” Nu Xiong said coldly.

Today, either Jian Wushuang submitted to him, or he would use Jian Wushuang to establish his might!

Otherwise, where would his face be?

“Junior Brother Wushuang, don’t be in such a hurry to agree. There’s no need to fear him. Come to my side, I, Hei Chi, and I’ll guarantee your safety!” Void Warrior Hei Chi said as his eyes flashed.

“Junior Brother Wushuang, come to my place. I will definitely protect you!” Void Warrior Zhengheng also quickly said.

For a moment, everyone was talking one after another, and the originally quiet Library Pavilion suddenly became noisy.

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“So noisy.” Seeing this, Jian Wushuang’s face gradually turned cold. He looked at the Nu Xiong who was blocking him like a mountain and only said one word.

“Scam!”

As soon as the word ‘scram’ came out of his mouth, it was like an explosion of rolling thunder. The entire place suddenly fell silent!

“You’re looking for death!” Nu Xiong was instantly enraged. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he reached out his hand to grab Jian Wushuang.

Endless void energy condensed in his hand.

When the others saw this, their eyes narrowed.

At that moment, Jian Wushuang’s right hand reached out at an even faster speed and grabbed Nu Xiong’s neck!

The next moment!

Jian Wushuang exerted a little force and lifted the Nu Xiong up.

In Jian Wushuang’s hands, Nu Xiong did not seem to be the Overlord of the God Refining Sect, but a little chick that could be easily crushed.

Nu Xiong’s expression instantly changed. No matter how much void energy he used, he could not struggle at all.

Jian Wushuang’s cold voice sounded in his ears.

“I don’t want to participate in your boring game. Don’t come looking for death.”