Hua Qiangu Zhiwu is Bai Zihua

After a long while, Zihua withdrew his palm on Zixun's back. Fortunately, Zixun's injury was not too serious, and there was no danger of life. He used mana to heal some superficial skin injuries.

Those internal injuries caused by the erosion of sword energy during the fight have also been stabilized by the holy medicine for healing. As long as they take care of them carefully, they will be cured soon, which made Zihua feel relieved.

Then he embraced Zi Xun, who had fallen asleep in his arms because of exhaustion, and turned his head to look into the void. Because of the existence of phantom puppets with two half-step tenth heavens, the four of them were slapped with a palm except for the big red-haired man. Except for the broken body, the other three were all captured alive.

With a thought, the Phantom Puppet immediately understood, slapped the three of them and brought them in front of Zi Hua.

The cultivation bases of the three are all in the middle stage of the Ascension to Immortals, that is to say, the red-haired man had a higher cultivation base and was in the late stage of Ascension to Immortals. At this time, all three of them were as pale as paper and their aura shrank to the extreme. One of them was wearing a blue robe. Taking a step forward, he said coldly, "Your Excellency is Changliu Shangxian Baizihua?"

Zi Hua looked at him coldly, but saw that although his face was as pale as paper, his whole body was like a divine sword drawn from its sheath, the sword intent gathered all over his body and never dissipated, he must be a master swordsman.

"Bai Zihua, there are many masters in my Shenjian sect, and I am only a disciple of the third generation. If you dare to kill me this time, you will be retaliated by my sect. It will only take a moment to flatten Changliu Mountain!" Lan Pao The man said to himself, his tone was flat, but it revealed a strong sense of threat.

Zi Hua frowned fiercely, parted his lips lightly, and said coldly: "Break the legs, let them talk on their knees!"

It's really reckless to speak in such an arrogant tone even after being reduced to a prisoner, and even make threats.

The two phantom puppets obeyed the order [-]% and kicked the three people in front of them.

"Kacha" sounds of broken bones, followed by three screams, the three people's legs were directly broken, and they fell to their knees.

The faces of the three were as pale as paper, the severe pain caused the veins on their foreheads to swell, and their faces were dripping with cold sweat, but they cursed and threatened:

"Bai Zihua! Just wait, my Excalibur Sect will not let you go! You Changliu Mountains are just waiting to perish!"

"Bai Zihua, my Shenxiao faction will not let you go..."

"Bai Zihua, I will never let you go..."

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"Noisy!" A terrifying momentum descended on them as if the king came to the world, Zihua squinted his eyes, looked at the three of them with contempt, and said coldly: "My lord, I will personally go and raze your sect to the ground !"

"Hahaha, it's up to you? Bai Zihua, I admit that your mana is stronger than mine, but if you want to raze my Excalibur sect to the ground, you are just dreaming!" The blue-robed man of the Excalibur sect seemed to hear the sky joke, laughed out loud.

Zihua was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, stretched out his hand and the treasure tower appeared in his hand, and the two phantom puppets understood the order with a thought, slapped the three of them and flew into the tower, and they would be tortured like death.

Just killing them is not enough to calm the anger in Zi Hua's heart!

"Shenjian School, Shenxiao School, Shenhuo School, Huanxin School..." Chewing the names of the four schools lightly, Zi Hua's eyes flashed coldly, and a killing intent arose in his heart.

These sects were all blacklisted by him, and Zi Hua would definitely not make it easier for them, but now it seems that these sects must be unprecedented colossi.

The man in the blue robe had a mid-stage cultivation of the Immortal, but he said that he was only a third-generation disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. One can imagine the strength of his sect!

"Pfft~" While Zi Hua was thinking, Zi Xun, who was sleeping in his arms, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, which startled him, and quickly reached out to calm her concussive blood, and said with concern: "What's wrong, Zi Xun? "

"Zihua, Shennong Ding, the brand I left on Shennong Ding has been broken!" Zi Xun said anxiously.

Shennong Ding, Zi Xun can't make it recognize the owner, Zi Hua naturally knows best what it means to be broken and branded, and his face can't help but become embarrassed, "Zi Xun, could it be that these four people are not the only ones who attacked you?"

As he spoke, he opened his heavenly eyes and turned his head to look around, but he didn't find any trace of Shennong Ding, nor did he find anyone hiding around.

"At that time, I used the Shennong Ding to attack the big red-haired man. The Shennong Ding was suppressed by his secret technique. The Shennong Ding should be in his hands, but..." Zi Xun did not continue, the red-haired man had already The quilt painting exploded the body and imprisoned the soul, so how could it break the brand of Shennong Ding.

"The big red-haired man?" Zi Hua was stunned. When he came, all his attention was on Zi Xun. Later, when he killed the big red-haired man, he didn't find the Shennong Cauldron on him.

"Could it be that damned power of space again!" Thinking of this, Zi Hua couldn't help but become embarrassed, and with a ray of mind, he probed into the artifact pagoda.

After a long while, Zihua withdrew his thoughts, and his face was a little cloudy for a while.

Because the Shennong Ding, it was the big man in red who secretly used a powerful space magic weapon when everyone was not paying attention, directly broke the space and sent the Shennong Ding back to his sect, the Shenhuomen! _

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Thinking that the Shennong Ding is now in the Shenhuo Sect, Zi Hua couldn't help but sighed softly. Originally, he wanted to secretly collect the artifacts and let Shan Chunqiu act as a meat shield to attract attention.

It's a pity that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. He never thought that when he was only short of the Shennong Ding and Xuantian Umbrella, the Shennong Ding would be taken away like this. Although he knew that the Shennong Ding was in the Shenhuo Sect, he could not act rashly.

Strength is second, and he is the most important thing. He doesn't even know where the Shenhuo Gate is! !

"It seems that among these mysterious forces, there must be one who has mastered the laws of space!" Zi Hua's eyes flickered, and he had some guesses about the beginning of the whole thing.

"I just don't know what is the relationship between this powerful master of the laws of space and Yuan'er?!" Thinking of the magic weapon of space, Zi Hua couldn't help but think of Yuan'er, who thought she was the number one means of escape. .

"I can only take one step and see one step at a time!" Shaking his head, he expelled thousands of thoughts from his mind, lowered his head, and saw Zi Xun hugging his waist tightly, snuggling into his arms, as if he had done something wrong. Like a child, with a nervous look on her pretty face.

Zi Hua couldn't help laughing and said: "Zi Xun, you don't have to blame yourself, the other party must have the magic weapon of space, and sent the Shennong Ding away, don't worry, I will help you get it back!"

Zi Xun nodded and hummed lightly, a high-hanging heart was finally relieved.

When they get along on a daily basis, she can naturally see that Zihua intends to gather all the artifacts, obtain the power of demon gods, and even obtain the power of the wild, so Zixun wants to hand over the Shennong cauldron to Zihua , Who would have thought that something like this would lead to the seizure of the Shennong Cauldron, which made her feel a little guilty.

Zixun was injured and needed to adjust his breath immediately to recuperate. Zihua didn't delay any longer. The tiger's body trembled slightly, and the power of space gushed out fiercely, and disappeared in place with Zixun in his arms...

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Long stay in fairyland, in the palace of unfeeling.

Outside the Palace of Heartlessness, Qingshui and Hua Qiangu were sitting on the smooth, dust-free floor in every possible way, chatting.

"It's so boring! Xiaogu, where did you say that the lord went, and the master!" Qingshui lazily stretched his waist, and complained: "And Nimantian, too, even Penglai will not bring us!"

"Master, he should have something important to do! Besides, the master said that it is not peaceful now, so let us not step out of the Palace of Unrequited Love casually. She must be thinking about us!" Hua Qiangu said softly, she is always so kind Understanding.

While they were talking, a space crack opened in the void in front of the Palace of Heartlessness, and Zi Hua came out with Zi Xun's figure in his arms, and the space crack quickly closed...

"Master/Your Majesty!" The two girls immediately stood up and stepped forward happily, and immediately saw Zi Xun hugged by the quilt painting in her arms, covered in blood, her face paled with fright.