A strong wind centered on him, swept by, and a gust of sand and rocks flew away.

Seeing the conflict between the two, the other powerful people retreated.

"This sword heart flow has finally made it to the top ten, and it is about to kill itself, it's a pity, it's a pity." Among the bystanders, a middle-aged man said, although his mouth said pity, his eyes were full of schadenfreude.

"I think you'd rather they were destroyed." Said another.

"Don't you think so? This time to go to the ancient ruins, who doesn't want to get more benefits, one less power, naturally can have a few more opportunities. The man sneered.

"I'm afraid your wish will be frustrated." A middle-aged man said lightly, it was the master of the Blood Flag Gate, Han Shilin.

"Master Han, you are full of confidence in Jian Xinliu?" The man from before said sarcastically.

The Crazy Sword Gate has a history of thousands of years in Qianzhongling, and it has always been one of the four major potentials, with a profound background and strong strength, far from being comparable to the general potential, and Xue Batian is even more deeply inherited from the true inheritance of the master, and it is said that he has been promoted to the Tianyuan realm many years ago.

No matter from which point of view, if Kenshin Stream provokes the Crazy Sword Gate, it is certain death.

"Hehe, take your time." Han Shilin smiled indifferently and didn't say anything.

The scene when he entered the city was still vivid, seeing his ruthless methods of the Blood Banner Gate, although those Sword Heart Flow disciples were slightly surprised, they did not show the slightest panic, the hand holding the sword was unusually stable, and even the heartbeat and breathing did not change in the slightest. Whether indifferent, calm, or cold, everyone's body reveals a completely different atmosphere.

With that kind of breath, even he secretly palpitated.

Although he didn't fight with Jian Xinliu, Han Shilin knew that this Jian Xinliu was by no means simple. The so-called ten potential forces, perhaps only the four top potential forces have the qualifications to confront them. As for wanting to easily kill the Sword Heart Flow, I'm afraid it would be difficult for even the four top-level power forces to do it.

"My lord, let me come, shall you?" Miyanishi said to the eager to try.

Seeing Xue Batian's wild aura and the long knife in his hand, Gongxi Crazy Knife was boiling again. Such an opponent is exactly what he dreams of.

"No, I'll do it." Ling Chuxi said.

Those eyes, still watching her in the dark, probing her.

Before coming to Luoqiu City, Ling Chuxi had already heard Ding Wenqing introduce this Qianzhongling only free city, in Luoqiu City, no matter who it was, they were not allowed to provoke disputes without authorization, even if it was the four top forces. Even if it is a life-and-death feud, it can only be resolved outside Luoqiu City, which is the unchanging rule of Qianzhongling for thousands of years.

Since Xue Batian dared to come to the door, he naturally had the tacit approval of some people, so he had no fear. If Ling Chuxi didn't guess wrong, it was probably someone who wanted to see her true strength.

"Since you want to see my true strength? Alright then, as you wish! Ling Chuxi sneered in his heart.

This time, let's stand up for Kenshin again.

Ling Chuxi's fingers lightly buckled the hilt of the sword.

Xue Batian roared wildly, the long knife in his hand slashed down, and the tangible sword qi came out of his body, conjuring up a dazzling huge sword shadow, as if the legendary Heaven Opening Divine Soldier, just in an instant, Ling Chuxi was completely shrouded by that sword shadow, and she could barely see her figure.

Ling Chuxi seems to be more than lucky!