Supreme Soaring Immortal

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Ye Xingpai's expression is cold, his waist is still as straight as a gun, he did not sit down, his eyes revealed a chill:

"Demon Race suddenly rushed over from several directions. This is not normal."

Fan Xiushan's face showed a memory: "Those Demon Races don't seem to know our location, and It was attracted by someone."

"Yes!" Tang Tianhe nodded and said: "Looking at their appearance, it seems that they are chasing who, and they suddenly encountered us, and we were just right there. In the middle of these Demon Races."

"We were designed by others." Situ Lue took a stern look, an angry look appeared on his face.

"Papa......"

A burst of applause sounded, and everyone stood up suddenly, and saw a group of people walking out of the surrounding woods. There were nearly two hundred Martial Artists. . Surrounded by more than thirty of them, the one headed was clapping his palms, looking at Fan Xiushan and the others sarcastically.

"Dragon Seal!" Situ Lue let out a "clang", his sword shook, and his eyes burst with anger: "It's you!"

"Yes, it's me." Long Anger spurted from Yin's eyes: "I said at the beginning, I would let you die, and you."

Long Yin arrogantly pointed at Fan Xiushan, Tang Tianhe and Ye Xingpeng, his face grim. :

"You remnants of Great Qin, dare to offend me."

Situ Lue's eyes flashed in front of the life line on a rainy day, and Long Yin expelled himself from the military. The scene,

Anger burned from the bottom of my heart.

"peng!"

The big foot stomped on the ground, and the figure dashed out, and the big sword in his hand looked towards towards the dragon seal and slashed out.

“clang... ”

A Martial Sect Hall Martial Artist standing next to Long Yin is holding a dragon stick in his hand. When he lifts it upwards, it shatters. sword glow, holding Situ Lue's big sword.

"peng!"

Long Yin lifted his foot and kicked Situ Lue's chest. Situ Lue spits out mouthful of blood with a "pu", and his figure fell down. Fly out. Tang Tianhe raised his palm and pressed it on Situ Lue's back. After removing his strength, he could not help but step back. Long Yin laughed wildly:

"hahaha...Tang Tianhe, how about your cultivation base is higher than mine? But you are already an arrow at the end of its flight, and in front of me, you are just waiting. The slaughtered lamb, hahaha......"

"Sizzle......"

A sword gang opened the space slash, and it was in front of Long Yin in an instant.

"Keng..."

The Martial Artist holding the stick fiercely slashed out with a loud noise, his figure staggered back, and the aftermath of the sword glow continued Cut to the dragon seal. Long Yin was too late to draw his sword, his figure burst into retreat, punched out. The sword glow tore his fist and cut off one of his right arms.

"Chong!"

The figure of Ye Xingappa is rushing towards the dragon seal like a meteor...

No lotus valley.

The huge mountain within the valley is densely packed with a group of people sitting on the grass. There are more than 4,000 people sitting on the ground. Although there are more than 4,000 people, it is absolute silence.

A silhouette flew in from the mouth of the valley and came to a young man with a scar on his face and said:

"Pang Tongling, there are eight people being chased by a group of people Come towards us."

"who?" Tian Ci solemnly asked.

"I don't know!" The Martial Artist who was on guard outside said: "However, the Martial Artist who chased the eight people was wearing Martial Sect Hall costumes."

"Martial Sect Hall! "Tian Ci's eyes flashed fiercely: "How many people are there?"

"There are about a hundred people."

"Go." Pang Huang stood up suddenly: "Behead all the people in Martial Sect Hall. Be sure not to leave one."

"whiz whiz whiz..."

Among the mountains and forests, eight people are jumping and flying. Situ Lue’s chest undulated violently, and he suddenly stopped in his footsteps:

"You go, I will break it."

Tang Tianhe grabbed Situ Lue's arm and carried He went to the runway: "Run!"

"I can't run, let me break for you, remember to avenge me."

"peng!"

The Ye Xingpaku who was running in the front suddenly stopped and looked forward sharply. In front of him stood a man with his hands on the hilt of a long sword, and his back was still on his back. With a big sword, there is a scar on his face from the corner of the brow to the chin, and he is looking at him gently.

"You are..."

"whiz whiz whiz..."

Tang Tianhe, Fan Xiushan and Situ Lue also came to Ye Xing. Next to Po, he looked at the opposite person with a guard, and then his expression moved.

"Brother Ye, Brother Fan......"

As soon as Tian Ci spoke, he turned his eyes over Ye Xingpaku and the others, looked behind them, and saw One by one silhouette flew out among the jungle, a Martial Artist whose right arm was severed, with a hideous expression on his face shouted: "Situ Lue, you can't run away..."

Suddenly, Long Yin closed his mouth and saw Tian Ci standing in front of Situ Lue and the others. I looked around and saw that there was only one more person than Tian Ci, and his face became fierce again shouted:

"Who are you? You know, get out of here!"

"I won't roll!" Tian Ci lightly said: "Why don't you roll one and show me first?"

"It's really act recklessly!" Long Yin said with a malicious smile: "You Thinking that you can save them with your own strength?"

"oh?" Tian Ci glanced over the more than one hundred people, lightly said: "What you mean is that there are many of you, we Few people?"

"Are you a fool?" Long Yin mocked said with a smile: "Can't you see the situation?"

"hehe..." Tian Ci's A smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand to stop Tang Tianhe who wanted to talk: "Then there are more than people. Brothers, come out."

"Boom..."

One by one, white shadows rushed out from the jungle. More than two thousand people were riding tall snow wolves, and nearly two thousand people were riding war horses. In just one whistling, the more than one hundred Martial Sect Hall Martial Artist is surrounded in the middle.

"What do you, you...you...want to do? Me, me...we are from Martial Sect Hall, you, you...dare..."

" Kill!" Tian Ci's voice lightly sounded.

"Kill..."

More than four thousand people rushed towards the one hundred people of Long Yin, like a torrent...

Towards the Iron Wall City, the leading Martial Artist exudes a strong aura. When he saw the Iron Wall City, he shouted: "I have come back from the piano diving, hahaha..."

"Boom..."

, Qin Qian led an army into the Iron Wall City, waved his hand immediately without looking back:

"What should I do? Go."

When the words fell, I urged the horse to gallop towards the moon tower. Before reaching the moon tower, he turned over and jumped off his horse, and struck out with a punch from Yuan Ye's "hong" who came over.

Yuan Ye punched out with a smile, and the two compressed fist gangs collided in the middle, making a thunderous roar, forming a circular shock wave, spreading towards all around.

"peng~ peng~ peng~ ……"

Martial Artists around have tried their best to punched out, only to shake the fist that broke out of the two people, Yuan Fei shook his shoulders, He staggered a step, and his eyes showed a look of shock. During this period of time, there was a medicine pill given by Qin Shuang. He had already broken through to Martial Emperor First Layer Peak. When Qin Qian left Iron Wall City, he was just a Martial King Third Layer. He expected Qin Qian’s cultivation base to be advanced. by leaps and bounds, so he used 30% of his power, but was repelled by Qin Qian.

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