The Seven Swords Elder of the Little Sword Sect used to be a famous figure, and it was not easy to make a name for himself in Zhongzhou, a place where the real person realm was like a carp crossing the river, especially if the seven people were still living in the marginal area outside the Seven Rings, this kind of fame was even more rare.

However, everything in the world is relative, and fame is an honor and a resource for the Seven Swords Elders, but it will also become a heavy pressure in the end.

After a hundred years of cultivation without seeing any hope of promotion, Qiu Changfeng, the strongest Great Elder among the Seven Sword Elders, was the first to collapse.

After locking himself in a dead place for ten years and still not finding any way to resist the thunderstorm, Qiu Changfeng finally bowed his arrogant head to the darkness that had once stretched out his hand to him, and with his fall, the remaining six elders who were like his brothers and sisters would inevitably fall with him, whether they wanted to or not.

As a result, the entire Little Sword Sect also fell.

The only difference between the Seven Swords Elders and those fallen disciples was that they knew what was going on, and they knew even more what the price of all this would be, but they were happy to see it all, because all the price was paid by those disciples, and they were the ones who sat back and enjoyed it.

If the disciples of the Little Sword Sect fell in ignorance, then the Seven Swords Elders fell under sobriety.

This creates a fundamental difference between them.

The fanatical and ignorant excitement of Wei Sai would not appear in the Seven Swords Elders, so when the situation at the foot of the mountain was discovered through the special rune array, the Seven Swords Elders quickly had a discussion, and the final result was that all the staff went out to take down the three Fang Scars with the power of thunder.

They had to clearly know what the three of them were, and they had to figure out the purpose of the other party's coming here, and the intuition of the powerhouses of the True Human Realm told them that their disciples had no way to take the three of them, and since they were going to make a move sooner or later, it was better to take the lead themselves.

With this mentality, the Seven Swords Elder galloped from the bottom of the mountain, with a solemn aura.

Following behind the Seven Swords Elders was the most powerful camp that the Little Sword Sect could take out its hands on now, twenty-six Dao Realm realms, and seventy-one Qi Control Realm peaks, and behind this team, a large number of Qi Control Realms with a larger number of Psychic Realms were merging.

"It feels like a hornet's nest that has been stabbed, basically everyone is out of action, and these guys' brains are not very normal!"

Xiannu'er pursed her lips and said with a little disdain: "The breath is good, but if the brain is not normal, it will not be fun!"

Obviously, the Seven Swords Elder thought that he was absolutely sober, but how many of the people who joined the Demon Sect Evil Cultivator were really completely sober?

Soon, the Seven Swords Elder led a large army to the bottom of the mountain, and then stood twenty meters in front of the three of Fang Zhen.

This distance is close to the real realm powerhouse.

"Where did Xiao Xiao dare to come to my Little Sword Sect to make a second?" the Seventh Elder spoke, he was a somewhat short and fat man, with a full beard that looked more like a butcher than a monk.

Fang Zhen stood indifferently with his hands in his hands, and after his gaze swept over the Seven Sword Elders, he found that except for the strongest Qiu Changfeng, the other six elders had a trace of death between their eyebrows.

The same death qi can actually be seen between the eyebrows of the former Wei Sai, and it can all be seen in the disciples and disciples of the Little Sword Sect around them, the only difference is that the death qi between the six elder eyebrows can only be seen by Fang Qi, which he only saw by borrowing the power of the Dao Ring, and neither Xiannu'er nor Liu Xueji beside him could find this.

"Kick the sect!" Fang Zhen showed a formulaic smile and said, "I passed by your sect and heard that the sword formation of the Seven Sword Elders of the Little Sword Sect was very powerful, so I came to kick the sect for a while!"

Fools will not believe this reason, the Seventh Elder looked angry, and said, "Huangkou Xiao'er is so big, who do you think you can come to my Little Sword Sect to kick the sect?

This time, without waiting for Fang Zhen to say anything, the fairy slave had already laughed, and the phoenix flames all over her body rose up to form an extremely gorgeous flame coat.

"Before the three slaves are killed in this mountain road, will it be up to you, the elders, or will you seven elders go up together?"

She didn't expose all her strength, but showed the strength of the peak of the real realm, and with square marks by her side, she could easily do this.

Liu Xueji on the other side didn't say a word, but she also let go of her breath, and the powerful strength of the Seven Heavens of the True Human Realm blew a whirlwind of frost, which was in stark contrast to the flames of Xiannu'er.

The aura of ice and flame resonated, and the powerful aura spread in all directions, blowing those disciples of the Little Sword Sect who were not strong enough to retreat one after another.

The faces of the Seven Sword Elders changed in unison, and they realized that although they had sent out all the current fighting forces in the sect for the first time, they still greatly underestimated the three people in front of them.

"Who the hell are you, why did you come to my Little Sword Sect to make trouble!" Qiu Changfeng finally spoke, with a metallic sonorous feeling.

Fang Zhen heard an overlapping sound from the other party's voice, and he glanced at the other party with some curiosity before continuing to say in that indifferent tone, "Kick the sect!"

The three elders with the hottest temper on Qiu Changfeng's side finally couldn't help but shout, "Then let's die!" The twin swords in his hands instantly turned into two evil swords and flew out, and at the same time, he also jumped high and slashed towards Fang Ji.

"The little two long worms dare to reach out to the elder brother, and I will kill you first!" Xiannu'er snorted angrily, the phoenix flames burned, and her hands danced with streamers and shot out the weakness of the three elders' double swords.

Like a snake that had been hit by seven inches, the evil Jiao transformed by the three elders' twin swords suddenly softened with a scream, and even the three-zhang range of the square mark could not be approached.

The three elders missed a blow and the person was a little unstable in mid-air, so he gritted his teeth and slashed towards Xiannu'er with his two swords in his hands, not seeking to hurt the enemy, but begging to force Xiannu'er back first, and then trying to follow up after he landed.

But he underestimated Xiannu'er's strength too much, it was more than enough for Xiannu'er to kill the entire Little Sword Sect by himself with all his strength, how could a mere elder of the True Human Realm Eight Heavens force Xiannu'er back with a blow from his already inferior position?

"Sure enough, it's a fool with no brains!" a hint of sarcasm flashed in Xiannu'er's eyes, and the flying streamers that flew out of her wrist trembled and immediately retracted to form one concentric ring after another, and at the same time, a huge suction force burst out from those concentric rings.

The three elders, who were already slashing out with all their might, would have thought that the other party was such a move, and suddenly lost their balance and smashed into the ground in front of Xiannu'er.

"You dare to scold your brother, it's not okay not to give you a little punishment!" Xiannu'er's eyes revealed a bit of murderous intent.

The phoenix fire burned brightly.

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