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Chapter 445 Date of Death · Ashes

In Eastern Europe, the sharpness of the legendary famous sword basically meant something that no one could defeat.

Eastern European Dark Swordmaster Qin Xilai rarely left Eastern Europe.

And before the collapse of the Polar Ground Alliance, Eastern Europe was calm.

So few people had seen Qin Xilai’s offense.

Many times, even when the Qin Clan was in trouble, the Polar Ground Alliance, which was supported by them, often came forward to handle the trouble.

Qin Xilai was ranked first in the Holy List mostly because he had challenged Sword Emperor Wang Tianzong three times and had all escaped unscathed.

Only very few people knew that this ranking was not authentic.

This year’s rankings on the Divine List were not authoritative.

Li Tianlan, who ranked ninth, directly pushed Qin Xilai, who should be in the fifteenth place of the Divine List, into the Holy List.

But even if Qin Xilai ranked at the bottom of the Divine List, it was still not his true strength.

Jiang Qiansong was convinced of this.

The Jiang family of South America had worked with Rekvia for a long time.

Rekvia’s main competitors in Eastern Europe were the other three major families in Eastern Europe.

So the Jiang family of South America had a lot of information about the other three major families in Eastern Europe.

The intelligence was enough to convince Jiang Qiansong that Qin Xilai was already able to appear on the Divine List.

That was why Jiang Qiansong wanted to retreat.

There was already a usurper in the Rekvia family, and the usurper was on Li Tianlan’s side.

The Qin Clan also sided with Li Tianlan.

Qin Xilai stood here with Li Tianlan, leading hundreds of elites from Xuanyuan Sword troops.

Jiang Qiansong had to go.

Although he thought he still had a chance to win, the risks were outweighing the chances of a win given the current situation.

The shrill whistle pierced the night sky. Jiang Qiansong grew restless inside.

He really couldn’t abandon Black Ghost.

Facing Qin Xilai’s offense, Jiang Qiansong had no counterattack and single-mindedly focused on defense.

He kept his eyes fixed on the ruined castle.

Fighting was going on outside the castle.

Fighting was going on inside the castle as well.

The entire castle looked extremely broken, but it still looked like a massive monster in the mountains.

But now the monster was shaking violently all over. The fighting in the castle spread from the inside to the outside. Large areas outside the castle continued to crumble, and smoke and dust filled the air, almost enveloping the night sky. Jiang Qiansong had no idea how fierce the battle would be.

Advance or retreat?

Jiang Qiansong began to hesitate as never before.

He could feel that instead of approaching himself, Black Ghost was getting farther and farther from him in the whistle.

It showed that the current Black Ghost could no longer control his battle with Li Tianlan.

Li Tianlan was actually suppressing Black Ghost?

Jiang Qiansong thought it was ridiculous, but he couldn’t help thinking about the consequences of this situation.

Now his choice was actually very simple. He did not retreat but got rid of Qin Xilai as fast as he could and met with Black Ghost.

The combination of his absolute defense and the sheer offense of Black Ghost was the biggest chance of winning tonight.

And if the two did not fight but joined forces to break out of the encirclement, it would be successful as sure as hell.

But he wasn’t sure what state Black Ghost was in under Li Tianlan’s suppression.

If Black Ghost was seriously injured and he advanced instead of retreat, it might have his last route of retreat blocked.

He didn’t want Black Ghost to die.

But it was his life that truly mattered.

If Black Ghost and Jiang Qiannian were dead, the Jiang family of South America would directly withdraw from the game in Eastern Europe, and the vitality of the headquarters would be badly hurt...

The consequences were serious.

But in such a case, if he died too, the Jiang family of South America would meet a dead end instead of being greatly undermined.

Jiang Qiansong was well aware of this.

So when Black Ghost had a hard time fighting, Jiang Qiansong didn’t know whether he should persist or give up.

The sharp sword light grew brighter before him.

Sword Energy rose to the sky.

The domain around Jiang Qiansong had been torn out of shape.

Jiang Qiansong, who was maintaining his domain to deal with Qin Xilai’s offensive, took a subconscious step back.

The step was small but remarkably subtle.

As soon as Jiang Qiansong’s feet hit the ground, he knew something was wrong.

It was an indescribable feeling. It was as if that at that moment, even the air around him had solidified, and on all sides, there was indescribable danger.

Jiang Qiansong suddenly looked up.

The sword light disappeared in his sight.

Qin Xilai’s figure appeared in his eyes without covering, extremely clear.

It was not just Qin Xilai that was clear.

Suddenly, Jiang Qiansong found that the one hundred elites from Xuanyuan Sword troops around him became very clear.

Their positions seemed to have moved and yet not.

The very small change was completely covered by the frozen silence. Maybe they just moved a step, but they had quietly formed a very strange formation.

In front of the castle, at this moment, each elite from Xuanyuan Sword troop was very clear.

Qin Xilai stood in the middle, clear and almost dazzling.

Dark Swordmaster.

Super elite troops.

The two sides seemed to be completely connected in a moment, forming a sword formation that repelled everything and tore everything apart.

Jiang Qiansong was standing in the middle of the sword formation, out of step.

Lin Clan’s sword.

Li family’s sword.

Qin Clan’s sword.

They were in the same vein. It was the most powerful sword intent in the Dark World.

Surrounded by this kind of sword intent, Jiang Qiansong could only think of six words.

Those who resisted me shall perish!

The sharp sword edge began to rise slowly.

Suddenly, from all directions, hundreds of elite members of Xuanyuan Sword troops could not help but gather their power toward the sharp sword.

The pressure as vast as the sea roared and filled the world, pressing toward Jiang Qiansong and finally gathering on the sharp blade.

Qin Xilai moved more and more slowly, as if carrying an unbearable weight.

The great power first dispersed and then gathered, locking Jiang Qiansong in place.

Jiang Qiansong could only take this sword attack forcibly.

He didn’t really understand Qin Xilai’s intention until now.

All the previous attacks were just to force him to adjust his position.

Qin Xilai never thought about fighting with him.

All he wanted was this sword attack.

To determine the outcome of the fight with one attack!

It was the standard style of the Lin Clan.

It was also the style of the Li family.

Qin Xilai’s face turned pale in the gathering of power.

The sword formation of Xuanyuan Sword troops became more perfect.

Dozens of Thunder-shocking Realm experts and tens of experts at the peak of the Fire-flaming Realm formed a formation.

With an Invincible Realm expert as the core.

Even Qin Xilai could not bear such an immense amount of power.

His figure gradually became illusory and transparent. However, the surging power continued to converge and turned into sword intent that flowed like crazy.

The messy sword light gathered in Qin Xilai’s hands, tearing the sky.

In front of Jiang Qiansong, everything was gone, except the flying sword light in his eyes.

The sword light rose to the sky and fell to the ground, as if it were sketching something out.

Vaguely, a figure so dim that it didn’t seem to exist, appeared before Jiang Qiansong.

The shadow was so vague that it could not even form a complete outline.

But the sword intent all over the sky grew utterly turbulent with the appearance of this shadow.

The sword intent flew, as if tearing the world.

It was an illusory shadow without verve or even an outline.

The shadow seemed to carry a sword in its hand.

In the infinite light, the sword was simply raised.

Then, it moved straight ahead.

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Simple and slow motions.

But the moment the shadow moved forward, all the sword light was instantly condensed in that sword and shadow.

The long sword flashed instantly.

The shadow became clear for a moment.

It was a slender, resolute, yet extremely powerful figure.

Jiang Qiansong seemed to see a golden mask.

Suddenly, Jiang Qiansong felt as if he were falling through the ice.

The shadow, clear for less than half a second, vanished utterly.

Qin Xilai’s figure appeared in front of Jiang Qiansong.

Jiang Qiansong finally recognized the sword attack, or rather, the starting gesture of the sword.

The Fifteenth Blade · Samsara!

The sword attack started with the Fifteenth Blade.

But what it imitated was the sword intent beyond 24 Moves of Sword.

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Everything turned into ashes under the sword attack!