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In the corner of Cloud City, a force gradually spread out, and a cyan holy qi turned into a storm and swept over.

"Quasi-saint?" The quasi-saint elder's eyes tightened, and his face became extremely ugly.

There is a quasi-saint in this small cloud city, and it is also a figure in the holy city.

At this time, I saw an extremely sloppy and ragged old man shaking his head and sighing, and walked out, staring at the Blood Sword Gate with cloudy eyes.

"He turned out to be a quasi-saint powerhouse?"

The people of Cloud City were all shocked, and they were almost petrified.

They are very familiar with this old man, and when they came to Cloud City more than ten years ago, they were treated as an ordinary old man.

Usually it's just the people of Cloud City who give him some food.

"Grandpa Beggar!"

Xinyan, who has a psychic sword body, also exclaimed.

The old beggar smiled softly, his cloudy eyes were cold, and he said unceremoniously: "From the Blood Sword Gate, this girl was watched by the old man, and if she wants to take her away, even if she fights for this old life, she will not agree." ”

The quasi-saint old man did not give up just yet, the essence in his eyes swept by, and then sneered: "Saint power floats, although you are a quasi-saint, but I am afraid that you have been hit hard, just with this strength, you also want to stop my Blood Sword Sect from acting?" ”

The old beggar coughed, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and said with a cold gaze: "Then you can try it." ”

"Blood Sword Gate, snatch the psychic sword body, I'll stop that old thing!"

The Quasi-Saint Elder was not going to waste his time.

The psychic sword body is an extremely rare physique, and it is difficult to come out for a hundred years, and if the Qinglian Holy Land knows about it, it will definitely be included in the door.

When the time comes, there will be nothing to do with his Blood Sword Gate.

With a flick of his footsteps, the bloody sword mixed with the holy qi stabbed out like lightning, like a bloody poisonous snake.

"Little quasi-saint realm, if you put it in the peak of the old man, you can be slapped to death with one slap!"

The old beggar suddenly burst out with majestic power, and the momentum of the king of the world was trembling, that is, with a slap of both palms, a strange strength swept through like a meteor.

The two collided, and the flying sand and rocks were swept up by the hurricane.

"Da Xuanjin, still to this point?"

The quasi-saint old man took a few steps back, his arm trembled slightly, and he was silent for a moment and said: "Who should I be, it turns out that the remnants of the Great Xuanzong, and the only one who can reach this level of Great Xuanjin is that Xuanqing, haven't you been wiped out by the Ghost Sword Saint?" ”

This Great Xuanzong was also a saint sect a few decades ago, but it offended the Ghost Sword Sect and directly destroyed it.

"The old man was lucky and got a life."

The old beggar was Xuan Qing's expressionless face.

"It's okay, if you meet someone from the Great Xuanmen today, I will capture you back, the Ghost Sword Saint misses that Great Xuanjin very much, and then go to hell with the Great Xuanjin!"

He could see that this Xuanqing could live from the hands of the Ghost Sword Saint, and he would pay a lot of price, and he was afraid that it was already time to run out of oil.

In an instant, he turned into a blood shadow, and the blood sword erupted with a majestic holy power, tearing through the space like a hole.

Over there, the two quasi-saint powerhouses fought together, and the fluctuations caused by them almost destroyed the entire Cloud City.

"Take Xinyan away!"

Yun Yang roared violently, even if these people in front of him were restrained, even if the quasi-saint was restrained, it was not something that he Yun Cheng could deal with.

"Hehe, Cloud City Lord, don't let that psychic sword body escape in front of my Blood Sword Gate."

In the Blood Sword Gate, a pale-faced man walked out, and the aura of the Nine Transformations of the Martial Arts was vigorously emanated, and there was even a trace of holy qi released.

"It's another Nine Transformations of Martial Arts."

Yun Yang's complexion changed greatly, although he had touched the threshold of the quasi-saint, his strength was enough for the pale man to deal with him.

"I'll clean up that Yunyang, this psychic sword body must have no problem with your strength."

The pale man said lightly to the middle-aged man with the blood sword.

The middle-aged man of the Blood Sword grinned, a mouthful of white teeth was extremely gloomy, snapped his fingers, and said, "It's wrapped around me." ”

Rumble!

The blood-red True Yuan filled the entire sky in an instant, and the pale man drew his sword, and the blood light suddenly fell towards Yunyang.

"The prey that my Blood Sword Gate has taken a fancy to has never escaped!"

The blood mist emanated, and the middle-aged man with the blood sword smiled fiercely, and it fell in the direction of the cloud and thunder in an instant.

"Leave this man to me."

Lu Feng's expression was cold, and he immediately took a step, the bright light in his palm erupted, and the scorching heat evaporated the blood mist, and he saw that the moment a punch swept out, it rose like a bright sun.

When he sensed this fist wind, the middle-aged man with the blood sword changed his face slightly, and his body was eager to retreat.

But a yang exploded under Lu Feng's feet, pushing his body as if teleporting, and the terrifying power in his fist suddenly hit the opponent.

The power of that punch instantly caused countless ravines to appear on the ground of Cloud City, and the middle-aged man with the blood sword burst back, fiercely inlaid on a building.

"What a powerful force."

The middle-aged man with the blood sword shook the gravel on his body, and his face was extremely gloomy.

Although he was only the first to enter the Nine Transformations of the Martial Arts, he could also feel that the other party had not yet stepped into the Nine Transformations, but it could make him so embarrassed.

"I see that Your Excellency is not from Cloud City, do you want to come in too?"

He looked at Lu Feng with fear, and snorted coldly.

"I see you're not happy." Lu Feng smiled lightly.

"Do you know that behind my Blood Sword Sect is the Ghost Sword Sect, which is famous in the entire Holy Land."

The middle-aged man of the Blood Sword also knew that there were many strong people in the Qinglian Holy Realm recently, and he was also afraid that Lu Feng would have a good background behind him.

"Take that girl away, the Ghost Sword Saint is a disciple of the Emperor Dynasty's Heartless Sword Saint, don't get into trouble."

Xuan Qing over there shook back the quasi-saint old man with a palm and shouted.

"Thank you for reminding me, but the kid has never been afraid of this so-called trouble, even if there are strong emperors in this holy land, they can't call the shots in the holy city."

Lu Feng laughed, and a cold color appeared on his face.

He took three steps under his feet, Sanyang followed like a shadow, and then his body rushed away, raised his leg and kicked, and the explosive power burst up and fell directly.

"Look for death!"

The middle-aged man of the blood sword changed slightly, the sword light flashed, and a river of blood turned into a huge horse and swept across the sky, mercilessly sweeping away towards Lu Feng.

However, that kick contained an extremely scorching power, and it directly evaporated.

In an instant, a kick landed on the chest of the middle-aged man with the blood sword, and he suddenly saw green smoke rising, and his entire chest was almost scorched.

Now his spiritual power has reached the sixty-fourth order, and he is only one step away from reaching the Eight Changing Heavenly Phenomena.

Except for the fact that the powerhouse of the quasi-saint realm made him jealous, this ordinary Nine Transformations was nothing.

"If you don't catch that psychic sword body quickly, if you go wrong, the door master will definitely ask you!"

Seeing the stalemate of the middle-aged man in the blood sword, the pale man couldn't help but shout.

"I see."

The middle-aged man of the Blood Sword had an extremely gloomy face, gritted his teeth, seemed to have made a big decision, and roared: "Blood Sword Technique, Lao Tzu will kill you today!" ”

The aura surged wildly, and a blood mist exploded all over his body, and he saw that the blood sword brought up an almost majestic wave of blood, exuding an extremely strong smell of blood.

"Crooked ways, dare to show them out and be embarrassed."