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Chapter 706 Nebula 36 Swords
"The Universe Clock!!"

The faces of Yang He and Li San changed drastically, but it was too late now, no matter whether it was the injured people of Jiuli Palace or the people of Wuliangmen, they were all trapped in it.

Everyone in the Wuliangmen cursed and took out the heavenly spirit level magic soldiers to bombard the translucent golden bell, trying to get rid of the blockade of the Qiankun Clock. However, except for the tinkling sound, the Qiankun Clock did not move at all!

"Sure enough!"

Zhao Lin's figure suddenly appeared in the midair. Seeing that the people from the Wuliangmen in the Qiankun Clock were actually armed with a handful of Heavenly Spirit-level magic soldiers, their eyes lit up, and Sun Qian appeared immediately, with the same eyes. China shines.

"Zhao Lin, Sun Gan!"

Li San yelled angrily, flashed out a jet-black battle ax in his hand, stomped his feet suddenly, and immediately turned into a black wind to kill the two of them.

"Rank Nine Heavenly Spirit Magic Soldiers!"

Zhao Lin and Sun Qian's expressions were shocked, and they didn't dare to resist forcefully. Seven-stage Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian like Li San was enough to unleash all the power of ninth-rank Tianling magic soldiers. If they resisted forcefully, it would not account for much cheap.

"Li San, you deal with Sun Gan, Zhao Lin will leave it to me!"

Yang He snorted coldly, and also summoned the ninth-rank magic soldiers, Qing Yun went straight up, and the sword light pointed directly at Zhao Lin.

"You really turned salty fish over!" Zhao Lin sneered; "You even have a ninth-rank Tianling magic weapon!"

"Zhao Lin, besides this universe clock, let me see what you can use to block me!"

In Yang He's hands, the ninth-rank Tianling magic weapon danced like the wind, his sword was crisp and sharp, and his offensive was like a wolf like a tiger.

Zhao Lin snorted coldly, but he really took out a long sword of Tianling level, which was only a third-rank sword. Although it could temporarily block Yang He, it couldn't hold on for too long. On the side of Li San and Sun Qian, Sun Qian It is an advantage. In terms of cultivation, Sun Qian is an eighth-rank Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, one rank higher than Li San, and he is also holding an eighth-rank Tianling-level magic soldier. After all, Sun Qian is slightly better, plus Li San They were originally relatively impulsive. Although the offensive was fierce, they were not as flexible as Sun Qian. After just fighting for a while, the situation was almost settled.

But at this moment, two or three figures galloped from afar.

"Brother, we will help you!"

The three inner disciples of Jiuli Palace are all in the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Although they are all around the third or fourth stage, joining at this time is tantamount to adding wings to a tiger for Sun Qian and Zhao Lin.

After fighting for a while, the situation on Li San's side was not good. He was beaten and retreated steadily. Li San was so angry that he kept screaming, but it was not of much use.

The pressure on Yang He's side is not small, except that Zhao Lin is originally in the realm of ninth-level Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and the other two inner disciples who joined are both fourth-level Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and they also have fifth-rank Tianlingfa in their hands. Soldiers help out.

"Boundless hands!!"

Seeing that the situation was not very good for him, Yang He swung the Ninth Grade Heavenly Spirit Magic Weapon suddenly, and immediately pushed it away with a boundless hand.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Zhao Lin sneered, his right leg swept across suddenly, the hurricane howled, and there was only a bang, the air waves rolled, and Yang He's boundless hand was forcibly knocked down.

"Yang He, you haven't mastered your boundless hands!" Zhao Lin grinned and said, "This power is only the fifth most powerful!?"

Yang He snorted coldly: "Your Li Feng legs are not very powerful either!"

"So-so!" Zhao Lin said with a grim expression, "I don't think you need to use these little tricks anymore. I heard that your Nebula 36 sword has already practiced the No.20 move. Why don't you use it and let's open our eyes." !"

Yang He looked indifferent, this Xingyun 36 sword is his ultimate move, although its power is amazing, but once it is released, it cannot be interrupted, it needs to be done in one go, and what is more troublesome is that once it is released, he probably has no mana to fight against.

If it was a one-on-one match, Yang He would have the confidence to win Zhao Lin, but with the addition of two fourth-rank Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxians, the situation would be different.

"Since you don't intend to use Xingyun 36 swords, you might as well try mine!"

With a movement of Yang He's hand, the Tianling Magic Sword immediately floated in the palm of his hand, and then it spun, and the speed of the rotation became faster and faster, causing the surrounding air to stir constantly, and a fresh breeze blew up.

"Jiuli Duanyuan! Go!"

With a snarl, the Heavenly Spirit Sword in Yang He's hand swept towards Yang He immediately, wrapped in a gust of hurricane.

Yang He frowned, his figure kept jumping, and the Tianling Fajian followed closely behind, whipping up thousands of gusts of wind.

"Infinite Teleportation!"

Suddenly, I saw Yang He sneer, fixed in place, his figure flickered, but suddenly called out the position with an inner disciple next to Zhao Lin, the Ninth Grade Heavenly Spirit Sword trembled, and the sword light pointed directly at Zhao Lin Lin.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Lin shouted loudly, bursts of blue light exploded all over his body, and directly forced Yang He back.

"Yang He, I really underestimated you!" Zhao Lin said with a ferocious expression, "You even learned your Wuliangmen's teleportation magic power!"

Yang He grinned: "It seems that you are treated well in Jiuli Palace, and you even have a fairy weapon on you!"

Although there was a smile on his face, Yang He's right hand holding the sword was in pain, and he didn't withdraw in time just now, but he was hit by the blue light on the back of his hand.

He also heard Yang He say with a strange expression: "As for your skinny skin and tender flesh, you can't have an affair with some elder!?"

Zhao Lin narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you courting death!?"

"I'm just talking casually, don't take it seriously!" Yang He grinned: "Or, I was really right!?"

Zhao Lin's eyes were full of cold light, and with a flick of his figure, he killed him directly. It is impossible to say that he is not angry. You know, everyone hates people who make up random things, and I didn't expect that this majestic Wuliang family True disciples are even more so nonsense.

Zhao Lin was angry, and went up to attack directly. The two inner disciples behind him wanted to go up to help, but Zhao Lin stopped him: "Don't come here, I must crush this bug to death today!"

Yang He was secretly delighted. When he came to participate in the martial arts competition, he had already figured out Zhao Lin's temper. The most sensitive thing was his relationship with his master. I don't know if it is true or not, but in Jiuli Palace Some negative news also came out, that is, Zhao Lin is selling his position, and his master is an old and ugly woman, and her methods are very cruel, and she is nicknamed a dominatrix.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles, and Yang He's shot was right.

After fighting for a while, Zhao Lin was directly withdrawn by Yang Hezhen, heading in the direction where the two inner disciples were, and seeing the light flash in Yang He's eyes, he suddenly shouted in his heart.

Nebula 36 swords!

Swish swish!
Suddenly, Yang He's figure changed, turning into twenty phantoms, and after surrounding the three people, he saw the figures disappear suddenly, and the 21 sword lights disappeared in a flash!
Two screams followed, and the two inner disciples, covered in sword wounds and bleeding from their mouths, fell towards the ground. However, although Zhao Lin was also hit, they were protected by immortal artifacts and magic weapons. , It's just that the clothes are torn, but the person is fine, looking at Yang He gloomyly.

Yang He's face suddenly became ugly. The magic power of the move just now was basically used up. Now it's really troublesome.

……

Bang!Bang!
The two figures fell to the ground immediately, with blood streaming from their mouths, and they barely got up, their eyes full of gloom.

"How good do I think you two are!" Sun Qian smiled sinisterly, and slowly fell down from the midair along with Zhao Lin and Bai Yuan: "So it's nothing more than that!"

Both Li San and Yang He suffered quite a lot of injuries. Fortunately, they were protected by Wuliang Gong, so they didn't get hurt at all. It's just that the current situation is extremely bad for Wuliangmen.

"By the way, didn't you say that there is still a true disciple!?" Sun Gan sneered, "I'm afraid he was scared and hid for a long time at the Jindan stage!?"

Looking around, Sun Qian yelled: "Little bastard at the golden core stage, get out!"

As soon as the words fell, three figures really appeared in front of them, they were Chen Yang and the other two female disciples.

Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on Chen Yang, and when they saw that Chen Yang was carrying a small cage with a few phoenix butterflies flying inside, Sun Qian suddenly let out a smirk, and suddenly turned towards Chen Yang. Yang came to kill.

Um! ?

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and waved his hand!
shhhhhh!
Hundreds of long swords suddenly appeared above Chen Yang's head, colorful and dazzling, and all the sword tips were aimed at Sun Qian's direction.

my day!

Sun Qian almost fell to the ground, looked up and was dumbfounded.

"Immortal, Immortal Artifact!!!??"

(End of this chapter)