"She is not sister Chen?"

Jianyu carried the Emperor's sword and stepped forward, and immediately found that Luo Yanchen who was in a coma was a fake.

Mo Ran frowned, and stretched out his hand to tear off Luo Yanchen's human skin mask, revealing a yellow and thin woman's face.

"Oh... it was calculated!"

Mo Ran felt a little in his heart, so Luo Yanchen was still in the Wild Spirit City!

Kendama looked at this scene, clenched his fists suddenly, and a shocking air burst out.

This momentum was equally astonishing, and many Su Lingyu disciples watched it over.

"His Royal Highness, what's wrong?"

Everyone didn't understand why Kendama's body broke out so hostile!

Mo Ran said with a serious expression: "The saint sister is still in their hands, she was dropped by someone, and the woman in front of her is a fake!"

"what!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Su Siran is also critical of Yinya and coldly said: "Damn Li Jiangling! Where did you hide Luo Mei? If you don't hand it over, I will step down in the deserted city!"

On the other side, Li Jiangling punched through the chest and abdomen of a young disciple with a palm, drew back the **** palm, turned his head, and smiled sternly: "You killed Juechen, I haven't settled this account yet. As for Luo Yan Dust? Haha, I hid in the Wild Spirit City, if you have the ability, go find it yourself!"

"only!"

Speaking of this, he squinted his eyes, his vicious gaze swept over, revealing a three-pointed playful expression: "It's just that her sword is pure and pure, and she is said to be a rare little saint in the Sword Sect of the Saintess in a century. Son, never touched by a man!"

"You, what are you going to do!"

Jian Yuxing's eyes suddenly glared, and the hostility was as terrifying as the breath of Jiuyou, which filled the space between the heavens and the earth, and the light of his emperor's emperor sword was also indeterminate, and it seemed to be really angry!

Mo Ran stood in the void, his handsome complexion was difficult to look like, and the phantom flames around him turned into colorful flames, dazzling endlessly.

Mo Ran said coldly: "Li Jiangling, if something happens to us, what kind of ability to bully a woman, I warn you, dare you dare to touch Junior Sister Luo, go up to the blue sky and down to Huangquan, my disciple of the sword domain will not let you go. !"

Luo Yanchen is noble as the little saint of the Sword Sect of the Saintess. She has a lofty status, holy and inviolable, and Luo Yanchen is approachable, without any pretensions, and has helped many disciples in the sword domain.

So when I heard Li Jiangling's words, the disciples of the sword realm were in the same hatred and anger!

"Hehe, angry?"

Li Jiang Linghun didn't care, and said coldly, "Then, who am I looking for to account for my brother Li Juechen?!"

Mo Ran said indifferently: "Li Jiangling, you need to find a good reason to buckle your hat. Li Juechen was obviously killed by your own hands? We are responsible for this account? Are you afraid of making people laugh?!"

"To shut up!"

Li Jiangling suddenly shouted: "Juechen has no breath, his dantian is broken, and it makes no sense to live. I just let him get rid of it earlier. But the culprit who ruined his cultivation base, even if it is digging three feet, I have to He dug it out!"

Li Jiangling adjusted his momentum to the peak state, and laughed: "Today, none of you want to leave. I want you to see with your own eyes how I double cultivation with that little saint!"

"court death!"

A thunderous shout came, and the sword jade suddenly slashed out the golden light of the sword, and fell from the sky, as if swallowing the blazing sun, and a scorching sword blast swept away!

"Hehe, really when you are the arrogant king of the slowdown?!"

Li Jiangling's mouth overflowed with a sneer of disdain: "Bring it to me!"

The huge scroll behind him suddenly flew out of a meteor hammer, which seemed unusual, but suddenly skyrocketed.

Immediately, the hammer became hundreds of feet in size, from top to bottom, like a dark meteorite!

"This, this, how can there be such a huge weapon?!"

Many people have heard of the practice of the Li Clan in the Canghai Territory, which can train spirit soldiers and block them in scroll magic weapons. With the accumulation, they can continuously upgrade their weapons!

The sword light of the Emperor Xiao Chonghuang Sword suddenly slashed on the huge hammer, and with a clang, a wave of shock spread from Kendama's arm, the tiger's mouth shattered directly, and it flew out!

"Your Highness!"

Mo Ran punched a real yuan in his palm, supporting the sword jade.

This is a simple fight this time, which is stronger and weaker, the judgement is made!

"Hey, it seems that there is no hope to rescue Luo Yanchen."

Su Jitian, the first arrogant of Su Lingyu, saw this scene and couldn't help shook his head.

"Listen, disciple Su Lingyu, leave with me!"

Su Jitian ordered.

"Wait!"

Su Siran looked back at him suddenly, couldn't believe it, "You, are you leaving?!"

Kendama, Mo Ran, Hanfeng, Wu Xiu and others suddenly heard it too. Turning around, they looked with a hint of surprise in their eyes!

Su Jitian nodded and said, "I don't want to ruin Jian Su City for a disciple, and go!"

After finishing speaking, his figure moved, turned into a streamer, and left here.

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