Chapter 397

Speak loudly. Yan doesn't return, silent. "Some people around him are green in the face, and the League naturally cheers!

Yan Cheng snorted coldly, relying on the vigorous Qi to protect his body, forcibly knocked away the flying sword that stopped around, and quickly swept in the direction of Yan bugui and others. The intention is obvious. As long as you go out of the valley, you will lose, and your opponent will not be able to pursue and kill again. This is after the challenge fails. The best way to protect your lifeYue Qianchou hehe sneered. As expected, no one wants to live in danger. So you want to run? Fortunately, I planned first, otherwise you will admit defeat in public. I have to stopEveryone also saw Yan Cheng's attempt. He didn't admit defeat, but wanted to escape. He wanted to save his life and didn't want to lose too much face. Next, it was up to Yue Qianchou to keep himTo everyone's surprise, the flying sword all over the valley did not make a fierce attack. Hundreds of flying swords followed Yan Cheng to move, waiting for the day, and were not ready to go. The remaining hundreds were to encapsulate the fleeing body protecting vigorous Qi. Looking around, it looks like a cactus or hedgehog flyingYue Qianchou paused in the air, his arms hugged his chest, and stared at the stabbing ball in amazement. Everyone couldn't understand what he wanted to do. Yan Cheng, who hid in the body protecting vigorous Qi, also felt a little surprised that his opponent didn't forcibly attack. It's good though it's good. But it makes people feel a little uneasyHis worry is right. Yueqianchou can't let him go like thisJust when he felt uneasy and accelerated to flee, there was a hot heat in vain outside the protective gangqi, and the protective gangqi with the same mind almost collapsed in an instant. But the flying sword with covetous eyes outside forced him to fight hard, and everyone was surprised to find out. Yan Cheng stopped in mid air. Did he suddenly wake up and fight with Yue Qianchou for dignity?

Yan bugui and others looked at each other. They didn't know what Yan Cheng wanted to do. Glancing at Yan Cheng, they jumped into a thousand sorrows and found that the guy was sneering maliciously. Everyone suddenly felt bad!

Yan Cheng heard several whispers in his ear, asking him what was going on, but now he is talking about suffering. Fighting against fate. The scorching heat seemed to flirt with him. When he can adapt to the Internet, the temperature will immediately rise a little higher, and then reluctantly adapt to it, the temperature will rise again. It seems that he won't let go until he is forced out to protect his body. However, he now has no inch treasure in his hands. Once he has a strong Qi to protect his body and faces the thousands of flying swords outside, it is deathHis eyes are red and his skin is bright red. Seven orifices have been choked out blood stains of Yan Cheng, and finally can't stand such suffering anymore. He brazenly made the same move as Luo Qingtian, the leader of the great Luo sect, and burst out to protect his body!

"Bang!" In full view of the public, a loud noise rose out of thin air, and the spikes wrapped in blue flying swords were instantly blown up in pieces. The air was turbulent, and a figure quickly rushed out of it. He wanted to use the impact of the explosion to disperse the flying sword and quickly escapeHowever, there were only a few hundred flying swords that exploded and rushed away, and the remaining hundreds were already ready for him. As soon as Yan Cheng's net sprang out, hundreds of blue cold awns immediately broke open the turbulent air flow and shot like lightning from all directionsYan Cheng can practice until the middle of the disaster, and he is not good for nothing. Without the drag of protecting the body and vigorous Qi. Seeing the flying swords attacking, he was also desperate. Immediately, he palmed in all directions like a shadow, "bang bang bang," patted out a strong spirit, patting the incoming flying swords one after another, and simply resisted the first round of attack with his profound cultivation. However, there were too many flying swords, and even the blue flying swords that began to be blown away by his self exploding protective body vigorous Qi were swept again. "

Everyone was silent. Judging from the situation, we knew that this master in the middle of the robbery was probably doing a desperate struggle in vain and had to spend his cultivation to resist. But it's hard to move. How long can it last? Although I don't know what method Yue Qianchou used to force him to explode and protect his vigorous Qi, I'm afraid I didn't intend to let him go since I arranged it step by stepAfter all, there are too many flying swords, and finally a blue cold awn has become a fish in the net. "It has already been said that seven orifices bleed.". Suddenly I felt a chill in my back, and my body trembled fiercely. After my face was slightly ferocious, inexplicable sadness flashed on my face, and I witnessed a cyan sword blade drilling out of my chest, bringing out a bright red blood flower. Yan Cheng clapped a few palms with all his strength. He shouted sadly at Yue Qianchou, "Yue Qianchou, I will not let you go as a ghost!"

The shrill voice echoed in the valley. No wonder he said such bitter words after his death. In the final analysis, the death of the three martial brothers has something to do with Yue Qianchou. How can they not hate!

Thousands of flying swords suddenly stopped in the air and did not continue to attack. Everyone was surprised. Did this guy have to be merciful? Just in doubt, Yue Qianchou said indifferently, "don't let me go even if you're a ghost? Joke! I hope you can cultivate to the end of the ghost king after you're a ghost, otherwise you don't even have the qualification to see me. I have a word to advise you. After you're a ghost, be a man with peace of mind!"

This conversation baffled everyone. People in purple clothes and the four families understand. If a person is a ghost, his resentment is too persistent, or he may not enter the underworld to stay in the world. However, the human Yang is too high, which is not acceptable to the little ghost who has just entered the ghost cultivation. He is afraid that he will be scared if he doesn't stay long. Even if they can barely get a foothold, how can human monks allow a ghost monk to stay in the secular world? Er Ding plays to kill him in the place where the bony ghost practices, and only pays for... The angry demon ghost realm. However, if you want to find Yue Qianchou's trouble in the demon ghost realm, with Yue Qianchou's identity in the demon ghost realm, what's not a joke?

The words fell on the net, and the green light came out continuously. The swords swarmed for food, and in exchange for a sad scream, they were instantly submerged in the bloodthirsty green awn. With the blood fog spreading in the air, several pieces of ragged rags were chased into dust by green Mans. "

The crowd bared their breath. The sword formula was not only strong and fierce, but also extremely vicious. It actually frustrated the bones and ashes, and didn't even leave a piece of debris. The people of Fuxian island looked at each other firmly again, and the Guiyuan sword formula could be so fierce. It's really the shangshangjian formula to kill the enemy and win!

The pungent smell of blood dispersed, Yue Qianchou's eyebrows slightly frowned, his arms were raised, and Qian Daohan was summoned, divided into two blue torrents, meandering and shining back, and all were converged into two sleeves in the twinkling of an eye. Immediately, Yue Qianchou's body flashed, and the imperial sword quickly returned to the four families. As soon as he fell to the ground, the green light under his feet also flexibly bounced into his sleeve. The bloody red fog in the air was blown away by a gust of wind,

Ziyi looked at Yue Qianchou, who had won and returned, and slapped his face excitedly. The applause rang out abruptly, and the atmosphere on the side of Xiuzhen alliance also recovered from the gloom, remembering that its own side won another game. Suddenly, the cheers rose again, but everyone seemed to have no previous omissions, and the applause and shouting were a lot reserved. Everyone looks at Yue Qianchou with a complicated expression. From today on. I'm afraid no sect dares to despise this person again"Elder Chang, why didn't you let me shout for Yan Cheng just now? This can at least save his life." Yan bugui asked the old man in Royal dress. Just now, it was said that the situation was dangerous. He was thinking of shouting for help, but he was stopped by the old man's voiceThe old man in royal clothes smiled faintly and whispered back, "master Yan, you now represent the cultivation world of all countries. How can you say admit defeat?"

This explanation is too far fetched, I can't say, can't you also say? Who knows what your idea is? Yan Bu GUI frowned and said nothingThe old man in royal guards seemed to see through his mind, The messenger laughed: "Although Yan Ji, the old monster of Xiushui rumor sect, can't visit the Chinese cultivation world in person, he has a junior brother named Yan Huan, whose cultivation is quite high. He has reached the peak of the end of the Dujie period, and is said to have first seen the path of the incarnation period. If Yan Ji knows that all his three disciples have died here, he must ask his junior brother to come. Master Yan, you think it's cost-effective to exchange the life of a monk in the middle of the Dujie period for an expert whose cultivation is close to the incarnation period Not cost-effective? "

Yan bugui pondered a little and said, "the master who is close to the period of incarnation? Elder Chang, don't you mean that the world's first master forbids any monks in the period of incarnation from coming to the Chinese cultivation world? If you really bring this master who is close to the period of incarnation, will it provoke the world's first master to intervene?"

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"No, Yanhuan's cultivation is high, but after all, it has not reached the stage of transforming God, and is not within the scope of constraints." The old man in Royal robe twitched his face and said"Who is that best master in the world? Have you ever seen him, elder?" Yan bugui asked the messengerTo be honest, if it had been put a year ago, Yan bugui always thought that the period of incarnation was a legendary figure. In reality, I'm afraid it can't exist. However, when he was in the most critical moment, he suddenly had a group of disciples of the master of divine transformation come forward to save him, which was incredible to himAfterwards, the two sides reached an agreement on mutual utilization, and he also understood the purpose of these people coming here. But what made him most curious was what kind of character the legendary best master in the world was, which could make so many masters of huashenqi worried, and they really didn't dare to step into China. This is somewhat unimaginable. He asked these people more than once, but no one was willing to elaborate, as if this world's first master was a taboo among the populationHearing the words, the old man in royal guards looked in a trance. He begged the master to take him to the East China Sea to see the world. The master also thought it was nothing at that time, so he took him. But what happened in the end was simply chilling. "The man brazenly forced the master of the apotheosis period all over the world to swear a poison oath, but he took action with a little unhappiness. Sixteen top monks fought together after being humiliated, but all died in that hand. The figure of that pale green plain robe is simply a nightmare. Let him close his eyes and remember that the man's cultivation is a terror that he can't imagine in his dreams"Master Yan, people of that level are not what you and I should care about. I'd better deal with the matter at hand!" The old man in Royal robe said with a changeable expression. None of them told the Yan family. The reason why monks from all countries did not come during the period of deification. He was forced to swear a poisonous oath. There are two reasons why I don't say it. First, I'm afraid of the Yan Family and their sons. Second, no one will tell the humiliation of their teachersYan didn't return and nodded slightly, but the remaining light in his eyes caught the old man's face with a slightly dead look of panic, and his heart became more and more determined to try to find a way to understand the world's first master, so that he wouldn't know when he had suffered a dark loss., If you want to know what will happen next. Please log in to Shanba. More chapters, supporting the author. Support genuine reading!
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