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Chapter 289: The Ultimate Move of the Desert Sword Sect Was Actually Not Able to Withstand a Single Blow

The Desert Sword Sect was aggressive, and even Bai Ao Xian could not stand them.

He directly and fiercely retorted back.

“What did you say… I. . .”

Seeing this, the other elders were about to speak, but Wen Jiandao stopped them.

There must be something fishy going on.

To be able to become the leader of a sect, she was obviously not a simple person. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Bai Ao Xian for a while, then swept his gaze across the entire place, and suddenly, his expression changed.

He saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Su Yun?

Wen Jiandao called out uncertainly.

Just now, his attention was completely focused on Bai Ao Xian. He completely ignored the others.

At this moment, he suddenly saw grand elder Su Yun. He could not help but be slightly stunned.

A hundred years ago, he had not been the sect leader of the Desert Sword Sect. He had followed his master and claimed the power eventually. He had personally seen Su Yun fall down the thousand-foot tall cliff.

No one had ever been able to come out alive, so there had been no need to confirm it.

At this moment.

The moment he saw Su Yun, he felt a trace of uncertainty.

If it really was Su Yun, then their operation this time would be filled with uncertainty.

“I didn’t expect that there would still be someone who knows me in the past hundred years. I’m truly honored. Back then, your Desert Sword Sect forced me to jump down the thousand-foot tall cliff. I haven’t settled this score with you yet. Is this considered walking into a trap?”

Su Yun’s words were very impolite, and there was a hint of murderous intent in them.

A hundred years had passed, but time could not take away her resentment.

Now that the Desert Sword Sect had gone too far and wanted to cause trouble for the Heavenly Snow Palace, she slowly released her Emperor’s might.

Instantly.

The people from the Desert Sword Sect felt as if the sky had collapsed. An endless power descended on them, pressing down on them until they could not breathe.

This was…

They felt as if the space around them had been sealed off, and they could not move at all. They could not even move a finger, let alone fight.

How could they fight!?

A hundred years ago, Su Yun was already at the peak of the Quasi-emperor Realm. Could this inexplicable pressure be that of a half-step Emperor?

Hiss…

Thinking of this, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

“Senior, you must be joking. How would we dare to offend the Heavenly Snow Palace? We heard the news that the sect had suppressed the Taotie riot ten thousand years ago. We were afraid that you would not be able to handle it this time, so we brought our elites here to help you.”

Wen Jiandao’s eyes flashed with light, but his face was smiling as he spoke.

Knowing that he was no match for them,

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