“Hey, the front is the Qinglian sword pie.”

On a hillside, the ghost eagle pointed at the mountains not far away, the faintly discernible group of buildings said.

“It’s finally arrived! It’s not enough to send the fairy squad, it’s enough to spend our day!”

Zhao Fang frowns.

In fact, their speed of speed has not been slow.

To know.

When Wang Lun took the people from Qinglian Jianpai to Tongtian Xianmen, he used the time of nearly two days.

This is still the result of some special classes of Immortal Treasure.

Otherwise, Time will be longer.

And Zhao Fang and his party can arrive at such a short time, the root of the team, the number of teams is small, and in addition to Zhao Fang, the rest are False Core, and even the existence of this surpass False Core.

“Young master, what do you do next? Directly hard?” Han Peng asked.

“Listen, it seems to be the voice from the Qinglian Swordsman, so happy, like what Sir is welcome.”

“Is not going to welcome us?”

“Are we found out?”

“Should not be, there is no enemy in our vicinity.” If the ban is banned, let the ghost eagle Han Peng feel a little better.

Their two people are a bit worried about 2nd rate Influence, especially some Peak 2nd rate Influence.

But after suffocating the indifference of the eyes, the two people seemed to have the same confidence, and the look quickly returned to normal.

“Young master, or do I sneak in to explore?”

Han Peng said.

“Don’t be so troublesome, go straight, this Sir has to look at what the Qinglian sword sent to save the troops.”

Zhao Fang thin smile Waving, figure like electricity, don’t care.

Upon seeing it, the ghost eagle Han Peng was banned from three people, and they all laughed and quickly kept up.

On the mountain near the Qinglian Jianpai Kilometer, Zhao Fang looked at the magnificent ethnic group in the mountain, and his lips showed a sneer. “Forbidden, go and say hello!”

“End High-General!”

Going to ban the horse, with a kind of extreme arrogant attitude, the horse appeared in the Qinglian swordsmanship.

“who?”

“Enemy!”

The Qinglian Jianpai Powerhouse was soon found to be banned. In the original festive sword school, a path of sharp tearing sound was immediately heard.

In the ban, he smiled coldly, did not use any weapon, but only pressed the palm of the Qinglian sword.

Bang!

A huge palm that was condensed by Immortal Force, shaped like a smashing Pressure’s Might, came crashing.

Rumble ~ Qinglian Jianpai main peak collapsed instantly, was photographed as powder.

Only a deep impression of the palm print was left in place.

Despite the ban on the murder of the massacre, this palm is too strong, still affecting a lot of people, dying on the spot.

“Who is so impudent, actually took action on my Qinglian sword pie!”

In the Qinglian Jianpai Powerhouse, they were all banned in this palm, the complexion of the scared whitish, not dare to move forward, not far from the ruins of the slap, suddenly sounded an unusually angry and cold voice.

Sōu sōu sōu !

A few lines of rushing up.

“It’s Sect Master!”

“And Ling Sky Sword Sects Sir!”

“…”

Look at the few silent silhouettes, the Green Lotus Sword Powerhouse, seems to see hope at once.

The ban on the palm of the hand, almost crushed a trace of rebellion in their hearts.

Can make the Qinglian Jianpai’s defensive squad, no time to defend, a palm and easily beat the main peak, this Rank Strength, has already surpassed the False Core level.

It is also through that palm to let them know.

How powerful is someone coming.

Absolutely than the Green Lotus Sword Pie Number One Powerhouse Qinglian Old Ancestor, but also terrifying.

They have these False Cores, and they have no chance of winning this person.

Unless it is Ling Sky Sword Sects Sir!

A few silhouettes vacated and turned into a man silhouette filled with tyrannical aura.

When I was the first person, the figure was as tall as a dragon, and the spirit was flying, and I used to show my face looking down. At this moment, I showed a faint solemn.

He looked at the ban and was a little surprised.

With his own Revolving Core 3-Layer cultivation base, I can’t see someone comes with Strength.

“Zhao Guang, your Qinglian swordsmanship is very powerful. Actually, there is no one in the Revolving Core. I dare to offend the Revolving Core Powerhouse.”

Man jokingly sneered.

Man behind, a person wearing a green shirt gauze complexion respectful middle-aged man, heard this, complexion slightly changed.

“Aoyama Sir, This is not a misunderstanding? The attack we attacked is just an 3rd-rate Small Influence, not even a False Core. How can there be a Revolving Core Powerhouse?”

“Misunderstanding?” Man sneered even more, stunned the Great Hand Seal left by the main peak of the eye-sword, indifferently spoke: “If it is a misunderstanding, then this misunderstanding is a bit big.”

“Also ask Qingshan Sir to be the master of our Qinglian swords. From then on, the Qinglian swordsman will be merged into Ling Sky Sword Sect, and will always be a vassal.”

Qinglian Jianpai Sect Master Zhao Guang quickly called.

“rest assured!”

Song Qingshan smiled indifferently, and this was the opposite of the start to talk. The tone was slightly arrogant: “Dare to ask Your Excellency high name, why should I apply to the influence of my Sky Sword Sect?”

When he mentioned Ling Sky Sword Sect, he deliberately increased his tone.

Its meaning is not clear.

“Ling Sky Sword Sect? One of the Four Great 1st rate Influences in Dongzhou? Hehe, a big name.”

Indifferent laughter sounded.

Three silhouettes, riding a cyan big eagle, rushed out of the forest, and instantly came to the scene.

Cyan Eagle Aura is fierce, apparently third grade Immortal Beast.

It was on the same day that Li Qing Lian had a heavy injury, and then relied on Xian’s recovery.

On the back of the big fly, standing three people.

The head of the person, is a black robe black hair, looks handsome Englishster.

Youngster behind, separate two people, one left and one right, like the Protector King Kong, guarding the youngster side.

And the thin smile just now is exactly what the black robe youngster said.

“You, are you a ghost eagle?”

Zhao Guang stared at the person behind the youngster and screamed.

“Zhao Guang, long time no see !”

The ghost eagle grinned.

“You, when are you…”

Zhao Guang was shocked and looked at the ghost eagle inconspicuously.

In his impression, the ghost eagle is only a more building time, when is the False Core five-fold?

This does not say.

Another person standing side by side with the ghost eagle, aura is more generous, and it is the same as the False Core six.

“When is there so many False Core Powerhouses in Tongtian Xianmen?” Zhao Guang didn’t understand.

Song Qingshan’s expression was cold, and he looked at Zhao Fang indifferently. “Trivial training period junior, also dare to yell in front of this Elder, court death!”

Words out.

He behind rushed out of the three people.

The three people, the cultivation base are not weak.

Two False Cores are six and one False Core is seven.

They are all Ling Sword Sect Elder level figures. This time, they followed Song Qingshan to deal with Qinglian Swords.

嗖sōu!

The ghost eagle Han Peng rushed out instantly.

I want to stop three people.

But these three people, both body Sword Intent, Strength extremely powerful, far from the ordinary False Core six weights and seven weights comparable.

Even Han Peng and the ghost eagle after the Strength Upgrade, the two people teamed up, barely able to drag a False Core six-fold one False Core seven.

“hēi hēi, bastard, accept death!”

Another False Core is six-fold, with a sneer in the face, and the sword is killed to Zhao Fang.


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