Chaotic Sword God

When Jian Chen returned to Feiyunfeng, the whole Feiyun Peak was quiet. In his keen perception, he found that neither Zhuofeng nor Han Xin was at Feiyun Peak at the moment.

His eyes swept away and found other peaks. At this moment, there are many bright priests with different strengths driving the light of the Holy Light, and they are rushing in the direction of Wang Tianfeng.

Jian Chen immediately went forward to stop a bright sage of the one-color Yuan Dan and asked about the situation.

The bright sage stopped by Jian Chen was a young girl who seemed to be young. After hearing the words of Jian Chen, a pair of black eyes immediately looked at Jian Chen with a very strange look. Yeah! You don't know, Feiyun Fengfeng and Falling Snow Peaks are watching the battle on Tianfeng. I heard that it seems to be competing for the number of places."

Hearing the words, the swordsman’s eyes flashed in the eyes, and after the girl’s hugs, there was no moment to stop. A pair of wings of the Holy Light emerged behind him and rushed toward Wangtianfeng at the fastest speed. .

On this road, Jian Chen has spread the speed to the extreme. His color Yuan Dan’s cultivation has even surpassed some Guang dynasty masters who have tricolor Yuan Dan’s cultivation, which has caused many bright sages to do it. Side view.

"Who is this person? Seeing his cultivation, it seems that he is only one color Yuan Dan. How is the speed so amazing..."

"Wings of the Light of the Light have been used by him. Is he really just a one-color Yuan Dan?"

"The person who just surpassed us seems to be the Changyang of Feiyunfeng..."

"What? He is Changyang? The man who used the legend to use the light of the Holy Spirit?"

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The exclamations of the surrounding are heard from the ears, but Jian Chen is deaf to the ears, just rushing the road at the fastest speed, flying over the mountain peaks, and finally came to Wang Tianfeng.

At this moment, Wang Tianfeng’s huge square is already crowded with people, and there are many bright sacred teachers with different strengths. In the middle of the square, there is a huge platform that stands in the air. On the platform, Jian Chen has a glance. I saw Han Xin fighting fiercely with another middle-aged man who was thin.

This floating platform is a superb saint. There is a layer of powerful energy shield protection around the ring, which can easily withstand the strong war of the late kings.

At this moment, the fierce battle between Han Xin and the descendants of the Xuefeng Peak has reached a point of enthusiasm. Around them, the jihad law is intertwined, and violent collisions are repeated again and again, bursting with powerful energy fluctuations.

This energy fluctuation was blocked by the energy shields around the ring, and the battle between the two of them could not hurt the bright sacred priests who watched the battle.

The speed at which they played against each other was very fast. Some of the brightest sacred teachers who were under-repaired were dazzled and could not keep up with the speed at which they played against each other.

Looking at the battle above, the brow of Jian Chen was wrinkled. With his realm, he naturally saw the battle on the ring. He even saw that Han Xin’s strength was lower than that of the Xuefeng Peak. There is still a lot of difference. At this moment, it has clearly revealed the defeat, and it is only a matter of time.

"This repair of the peak of the peak of the snow peak, because it has reached the peak of the seven color Yuan Dan." Jian Chen heart in the dark, the peak of the peak of the snow is equivalent to the peak of the early king of the kingdom, only one step away from the medium term, and the other Han Xin, is only to become a **** king soon.

Sure enough, not long after, Han Xin was hit by the head of the Xuefeng Peak with a palm of jihad. The whole person was shot and flew up. The body was heavily impacted on the energy shield around the ring, and it was hard to climb anymore. Woke up.

"This battle, the main peak of the fall of the peak of the snow peak!" The sound of Wang Tianfeng's main voice came in time to announce the end of the battle.

Subsequently, the energy shield of the hanging platform was opened, and a white body, the body of the thin snow-capped peaks in the warm cheers of thousands of disciples, the red light covered the downfall.

Han Xin, who is lying in a floating platform, is very hurt.

"teacher!"

"teacher!"

Underneath the squatting platform, Zhuo Feng and Bai Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately flew up to the empty platform and looked at Han Xin, who was hit hard, all face grief.

Jian Chen also came to the suspended platform for the first time. He was silent and directly applied the light of the Holy Spirit to heal the wounds of Han Xin.

Looking at the Jian Chen suddenly appearing here, whether it is Bai Yu or Zhuo Feng, the look is a slight glimpse, even the Han Xin, who was hit hard, the faint gaze is also a bit of a look.

But at this time, they obviously did not feel the mood to tell the old.

"Han Xin, just because you want to compete with me for a quota, don't look at how many pounds you have, oh, don't be self-sufficient." At this time, the snow-capped peak of the ruined peak suddenly turned back and smiled. Said.

"Han Xin, you should be thankful for this. It is in the Temple of Light. If it is outside, although I can't kill you because of the rules of the temple, I will certainly take away half of your life." Falling Snow Peak is full of words. It’s arrogant, look at that look, it seems that Han Xin is not in the eye.

Immediately, the main eyes of the falling snow peaks fell on the sword dust, and the eyes became very cold. Although this was the first time he saw Jian Chen, but he was able to hurt the evil sin of his second disciple Wen Cheng. more than.

It’s just that Jian Chen’s cultivation of only one color Yuan Dan is no different from the ants in his eyes. In his identity, he naturally does not cut into talking with Jian Chen.

Just as the Lord of the Falling Snow Peak just wanted to regain his gaze, Jian Chen’s gaze just forgot to come over and looked at him.

However, this is the eye, but it is to make the heart of the falling snow peaks violently jump, it seems that there is an ominous premonition hit the heart.

But immediately, the main character of the falling snow peak is self-deprecating and laughing. "What is wrong with me? Is it because of the low-level disciples of a color Yuan Dan in the district?"

The Lord of the Falling Snow Peak did not care too much, and left in the eyes of many disciples who were full of worship.

Fei Yunfeng, Han Xin has been escorted back by Jian Chen, Bai Yu and Zhuo Feng. At this moment, Han Xin is flying to the top of Yunfeng, the one of his own cabins sitting cross-legged and healing with a bright light.

"Little sister, what is going on? Why did the teacher have a fight with the falling snow peak?" Outside the wooden house, Jian Chen asked in a low voice to the white jade.

Bai Yu looked at the cabin in front of him and said with a heavy heart: "It is not for the sake of the five sacred sons of the five sacred sons. Among the five sacred sons, the nine scorpions of the sacred snow in the east are still missing the last place. The battle between the teacher and the fallen snow peaks is actually the last place to compete for the East and the East.

Wen Yan, the sword dust brows wrinkled, the heart suddenly feels bad, said: "Strange, these nine big sorrows, isn't it only the Son who is eligible to choose?"

"I heard that this dispute between the Sons and the previous several times has changed. It seems that the five major saints are eligible to choose the nine major sects. This seems to be related to the first link of the Controversy." Said.

"So, the nine big squats in the east, the quota has been determined?" Jian Chen asked.

"Yes, I heard from my master, the nine scorpions from the east to the snow, except for the falling snow peaks, the other eight scorpions have the mid-term repair of the seven-color Yuandan." Bai Yudao, the master of her mouth, naturally At the beginning, she took the elder of the temple from Feiyunfeng.

After listening to this, the surface of Jian Chen is not moving, but the heart is full of haze, there is a violent anger, brewing in his heart.