Chapter 13053 Ji Tianyan, die!

Although he felt the terrifying pressure from the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword.

But Jiang Xiruo quickly calmed down. She knew that this was her son Ling Xiao's trust and support for her, and she couldn't let him down.

So, Jiang Xiruo tightly grasped the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword and attacked Ji Tianyan again. This time, her attack became more fierce and swift, and each sword contained the power to destroy the world.

Ji Tianyan began to retreat under her attack and became extremely embarrassed. He showed an unbelievable expression on his face. He couldn't believe that he would be defeated by Jiang Xiruo. But the facts were in front of him, and he had to accept this cruel reality.

The sudden appearance of the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword was like the sudden brightness of a star in the dark night. The cold demonic aura and overwhelming pressure it exuded made everyone present involuntarily feel fearful. Even those powerful people who boasted of their profound cultivation had to restrain their contempt and cast their gazes in awe.

In the distance, Huang Hai and Huang Xiangu, the brother and sister who were always known for their wide knowledge, couldn't help but gasp, their eyes full of disbelief.

Huang Hai even murmured to himself, with a bit of shock and amazement in his voice: "This boy actually has such a terrifying hidden card. The power of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword is simply beyond imagination. Could this be his real reliance?"

In this atmosphere of solemnity and amazement, Ji Tianyan's fate took a sharp turn for the worse. He originally thought that he could handle any challenge with his own strength and wisdom, but at this moment, facing the fierce attack of Jiang Xiruo holding the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, he found himself so vulnerable.

With a shrill scream that pierced the sky, Ji Tianyan's body was cut into two pieces by the indestructible sword of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, and blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the surrounding air red. This scene made everyone present change color, and no one expected that this battle would end in such a decisive way.

Jiang Xiruo stood on the battlefield holding the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword. Her eyes were cold and firm, as if nothing in the world could shake her determination.

She looked coldly at Ji Tianyan's broken body and said word by word: "Ji Tianyan, when you designed to frame our family, did you ever think that you would end up like this today?"

After saying that, she swung her sword mercilessly. Another sharp sword light cut through the air, and Ji Tianyan's arm fell off, and blood gushed out. Her voice was cold and resolute: "This sword is for my innocent and tragically dead husband!"

Then, another sword was slashed out, and Ji Tianyan's other arm was also not spared and was also chopped off on the ground. Jiang Xiruo's voice was full of anger and grief: "This sword is for my poor son. He should have had a carefree childhood, but because of you, he suffered endless suffering!"

As she finished her words, the sword light continued to flash, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by the separation of a part of Ji Tianyan's body. She kept telling her hatred and sorrow, and every sword was like a release of the anger and sorrow that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time.

"This sword is for my father!"

"This sword is for my mother!"

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In the end, Ji Tianyan's figure had become fragmented, like the dead branches and leaves ravaged by a strong wind. Only the once proud head was left alone in the dust, looking particularly dazzling.

His face was distorted, his skin had lost its former luster, looking pale and withered, and his eyes were flashing not only with fear, but also with deep despair for the impending end of his life. Tears streamed down his cheeks, dripping onto the dry land and were instantly absorbed, as if even the earth was unwilling to bear such sorrow.

His lips trembled, his voice was weak and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat with difficulty: "No... don't... kill me. If you... if you really do it, the wrath of my ancestor will be something you can't bear. You should know how powerful he is. In the past, he was able to force the Jiang family to make concessions because of his power alone. This power is enough to make the entire Demon Suppression Mansion tremble."

There was a barely perceptible hint of begging and threat in Ji Tianyan's tone; it was his last struggle in desperation.

Fear was like a cold snake, entwining his heart and almost suffocating him. At this moment, he was no longer the high and mighty head of the Ji family, but a humble soul eager to survive.

He looked at Jiang Xiruo. There was no wavering in those clear but firm eyes, only determination and indifference, which made him even more frightened.

The air around seemed to freeze and time slowed down at this moment.

Ji Tianyan could clearly feel that the hourglass of his life was slipping away quickly, and every grain of sand that fell was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart. He tried to persuade and beg with his last bit of strength, but everything seemed so powerless and futile.

Finally, Jiang Xiruo slowly raised the long sword in her hand. The tip of the sword flashed coldly in the sunset, like the sickle of the god of death, announcing the coming of the end. She did not hesitate or show any sympathy, only insisting on revenge and defending her loved ones.

As a sharp sword light cut through the sky, Ji Tianyan's head drew a poignant arc in the air, and then exploded, blood, flesh and brain matter splattered everywhere, and finally returned to dust. A generation of strong men fell.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and an indescribable sense of tragedy. Jiang Xiruo stood quietly, watching all this, with a hint of complex emotions flashing in her eyes, but soon replaced by determination.

Afterwards, Jiang Xiruo moved swiftly and decisively. She flashed and appeared beside Ji Tianyan like a ghost. With a light hook of her fingertips, she accurately took off the storage ring inlaid with strange runes from Ji Tianyan's finger and threw it to Ling Xiao who was not far away without any hesitation.

Ling Xiao caught it steadily, a hint of surprise and gratitude flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly put the storage ring away and prepared for subsequent processing.

And Jiang Xiruo, as if all this was just a trivial matter, did not pause at all, the spiritual power in her body surged, and the sword intent soared into the sky, transforming into two extremely sharp sword beams, which cut through the sky like lightning, and pointed directly at the two remaining masters of the Ji family - Ji Bao and Ji Xiong.

Upon seeing this, the two masters' faces changed drastically, and they used their respective magic weapons and martial arts to try to block this fatal blow.

However, in front of Jiang Xiruo's extraordinary swordsmanship, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless. Wherever the sword passed, the magic weapons shattered and the martial arts dissipated. In the end, Ji Bao and Ji Xiong fell like a kite with a broken string, completely losing their lives. (End of this chapter)