"Well, let him weaken the old man's strength."

Zhang Yuan snorted coldly. As a senior brother, he was scolded by a younger martial brother. His heart was more or less angry.

The other disciples of juejianzong looked at Zhang Yuan and waited for Zhang Yuan's sign.

Ye Xiaofan was affected by the day, his sight was blank, and his divine sense could not see anything. When he came back to God again, he had already left.

The cave is full of day.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yuan guessed that the identity of jiannanxuan was no longer hesitant, and immediately threw out a white stone.

"Let's go!"

But judging from the old man's soul and body, plus this sword skill, it is 80% similar to that strong kendo.

The swordsmanship of the strong Kendo master has a round sword spirit. However, the round sword spirit of the strong Kendo man can sweep the whole area for tens of miles. However, the old man in front of him only affected the cave.

The edge of the river in the western regions is on the side of the sea. Where there are dozens of clans, the two great emperors controlled it. Thousands of years ago, a strong Kendo man took the top position with his sword, changed his mind and destroyed the whole Yuanhe area. Finally, he offended the Imperial court and was smashed into pieces by the supreme emperor of the imperial dynasty, which shattered his soul and fled in confusion.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were dignified. Recalling the sword spirit just now, a heart suddenly lifted up and the pupils of his eyes shrank. It seemed that he remembered something.

"Wait a minute. The sword spirit just now seems to be the unique skill of a strong Kendo in the western regions. Is this old man..."

"This old man, how could he be so strong? There is no such person in the eastern region."

Zhang Yuan's real gas mask was also broken in order to resist the sword Qi.

"Click..."

The disciples of Jue array sect were affected by the sword Qi one by one. They all stepped back dozens of steps. Their faces were as white as paper, and they vomited a mouthful of black blood.

"Wow..."

The round sword Qi, like a circle of light, rippled the whole cave in an instant. All the attacks of Jiang Chang were broken, chopped into pieces by the round sword Qi, and disappeared in the sky and earth.

"Stab!"

"Click, click, click..."

A tiny black crack appeared in the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Stab!"

After the sword nanxuan respectfully called out, the soul body gushed a little scarlet, instantly pulled out the soul swallowing sword, the body was shocked, a round sword Qi rippled everywhere.

"Three swords in spring and autumn!"

"Good young master!"

When ye Xiaofan saw the sword spirit that was close at hand, he immediately called out. If he didn't kill him, he would kill himself.

"Kill!"

Jian nanxuan still has time to look back at Ye Xiaofan and ask.

"Do you want to kill?"

In fact, ye Xiaofan has been in a panic for a long time. The power of these sword Qi is far more powerful than that exerted by Murong Bailang before. He is not enough to kill a seven level newborn baby with ten lives.

Ye Xiaofan's face is pale. He looks at the fierce and incomparable sword Qi coming directly, and calmly comforts Ling Qingyou.

"Don't panic. It's all right."

"Xiao Fan!"

Jiang Chang burst into the air, and his body was shocked with fierce sword spirit. One sword pointed at the head of the sword nanxuan, and the sword Qi gathered around him was directed at Ye Xiaofan and Ling Qingyou.

"Shua Shua!"

"Die!"

"Step on..."

"Well, old man, what the hell was that just now, which can even affect the exploration of divine consciousness."

After a few breaths, the line of sight recovers, ye Xiaofan rubbed his eyes and asked in doubt.

Jian nanxuan's eyes narrowed, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

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