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Obviously, Mu Liufeng has heard what everyone said just now, about Suo Wenming's identity, about all the grievances and hatreds. www>

"Mu Liufeng...you and I are the people from the Imperial School who have spent the longest time together.

To be honest, this old man has always admired your loyalty and courage. If possible, this old man intends to introduce you to the Temple of Light, but now, do you really want to die with this group of people? "

Suo Wenming held the Chilong ancient sword tightly in his hand, and said casually.

"Stop talking nonsense! Suo Wenming, since you know that I, Mu Liufeng, are loyal, that's good! I was born as a native of Fengyun Continent and died as a ghost of Fengyun Continent. I will never do anything to betray my own people!" [

Mu Liufeng said loudly and righteously.

Suo Wenming was overwhelmed by his scolding, and was speechless.

On the side, Ming Qianhe quickly winked at Aojunxie and Qingkuang, and whispered:

"I'll hold back Suo Wenming in a while. You and Qingkuang don't have weapons in your hands. Try to avoid fighting with them. Only when you find the right time to get back the artifact will we have a chance of winning!"

Ao Junxie said worriedly:

"But Master, you deal with him alone..."

Next to it, Mu Liufeng said:

"Prince Ao, don't worry, there's me, Mu Liufeng!"

Ao Junxie took a look at Mu Liufeng and knew that although he was considered a master in Fengyun Continent, how could the Great Elder of the Guangming Temple who held the Chilong Ancient Sword and the String Moqin in his hands be comparable to ordinary strength? Those who compete against him are still a little worried at the moment.

Seeing this, Qing Kuang said as expected:

"The Great Elder of the Temple, his strength is extraordinary! The three of you deal with him together, and leave it to me to recapture the artifact!

In my opinion, Suo Wenming, the ancient Chilong sword, may come in handy, but the stringed ink guqin is an extremely special thing, and he may not be able to control it. The three of you entangle him together, and I will seize the piano! "

Ming Qianhe and Ao Junxie listened, thought for a while, and nodded in agreement.Immediately, Ming Qianhe and Ao Junxie leaped up high at the same time, from two directions, they went straight to the tall and thin black shadow...

In mid-air, Ming Qianhe's sword light flashed, and a pure purple spirit emperor's power had just been emitted. Suo Wenming just lifted his wrist lightly, and a powerful black dragon-like power had already appeared out of nowhere.

The spiritual power in Ming Qianhe's hands has not yet left the sword edge, it has been instantly dissipated.There was a violent shock in the palm of my hand, I felt all the viscera and blood surging all over my body, I almost fell down, I managed to use my internal strength to fight back, and took a few steps back before I got a firm foothold.

Sure enough, as Qing Kuang expected, the dignified Great Elder of the Temple of Light is far more powerful than an ordinary person. Suo Wenming has been lurking in Fengyun Continent for many years, and has always shown himself as weak and old. No one has ever seen him Make a move, and once you make a move, it is already the peak power of the Linghuang!

Compared to the Great Elder on the top of the Black Stone who only knew the art of summoning beasts, Suo Wenming was obviously much stronger!

Seeing the master was repelled by Suo Wenming's powerful strength, Ao Junxie hurriedly took advantage of the gap, and when he swung his palm away repeatedly, he had already sent out five or six punches in a row, and each punch carried the powerful peak power of the Linghuang. Straight to Suo Wenming's chest.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Qing Kuang saw that Ao Junxie had just made a move, and he hurriedly followed up, hitting with his palms again and again, in order to make Suo Wenming care about one thing and lose another. [

Although Suo Wenming's force is powerful, he is old after all, perhaps only such repeated attacks can hurt him.