Seeing that the sword light was about to pierce through Jian Fengyun's body.

"Zheng!" A sword groan, the sword was frosty, the sword Fengyun did not shoot, and the sword Xue'er beside him had already shot, a sword frost and ice, cold to the bone, the sound of ice breaking sounded around her, the sword was like eternal ice, the temperature was cold, and a sword came out, stunning and unparalleled.

What Jian Xue'er was holding in her hand was the top-grade frost sword refined by Sword Fengyun, the sword body contained the third-order Xuanfrost inscription, and the sword burst out like an eternal ice spirit, instantly dissipating the sword qi condensed by Qingxuanhou.

"Who are you, condensing the Holy Mansion, why did Tianjiao want to participate in the chaos of this Sword Mansion?" As soon as she saw Jian Xue'er make a move, Qing Xuanhou's eyes froze, locking on her, and a majesty was naturally revealed.

"Who is this girl, the weapon in her hand is not ordinary at first glance, and it also condenses the Holy Mansion, that is a Tianjiao person with the qualifications of a saint, there may not be one of the big clans, how can it be on the side of the Sword Family? Could it be that the sword family really has the support of a big force behind it? Some of the warriors watching from a distance were amazed.

Jian Xue'er was not afraid of the coercion of Qingxuanhou, her beautiful eyes were calm, and she said, "I am the young master's maid!" It's a member of the sword family! ”

"Oh my God, maid? How is this possible? ”

"That's right, look at the sword Fengyun, the breath on his body is mediocre, although the realm has reached the peak of the Lingfu realm, but the Lingfu breath is not strong at all, it is estimated that it is only a real mansion, how can it be possible to accept this peerless Tianjiao as a maid?"

"That's right, this kind of peerless arrogance, and with her appearance, when she arrives in the Imperial City, she is also one of the four beauties of the Imperial City, how can she be the maid of that little sword Fengyun?"

The warrior in the distance exploded in an instant, not believing that Jian Xue'er was Jian Fengyun's maid.

Outside the Sword Mansion, in a wine shop, a woman in blue sat alone in front of the window, looking at the Sword Mansion, her beautiful face couldn't help frowning, and said, "I didn't expect him to actually anoint the Holy Mansion to the body of the provincial soul, what was he thinking?" ”

"Thousands of miles of people buy wine and meat, the bloody rain and bloody wind are there, and the poor monks come to talk a lot!"

At this moment, a chant suddenly sounded, and I saw a monk in a red robe suddenly walking over in the crowd.

This monk was dressed in a red robe, holding a skull Zen staff in his hand, and there was an inch-long scar on his fleshy face, which was very hideous.

"Flesh and Blood Monk—" Seeing this monk in a bloody robe, the surrounding crowd instantly gave way to an incomparably spacious path.

"Flesh and blood monk, five hundred years ago, he broke through the Spirit King Realm, slaughtered a county town by himself, and killed the two Spirit King generals who were guarding the town at that time!" In the attic in the distance, a sect master, a strong man, saw that this person's pupils instantly dilated, and his voice trembled.

"Flesh and Blood Monk!" Seeing this scene, Jian Yuntian and many elders stood up in an instant.

The people around him looked heavy, but Jian Fengyun still had a calm face, sat on the seat indifferently, glanced at the sky above Xingtai, and said calmly: "Which one in the sky, no matter how well the Void Flame burns, you are also burning!" ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes gathered, only to see a white-clothed middle-aged figure suddenly fall from the ring, accompanied by a burning white flame on his side, and a spirit king realm coercion suddenly descended.

"With the Void Flame, in the middle of the realm Spirit King Realm, this is the legendary white-clothed envoy of Dan Yuan Sect!" In the distance, someone in the martial artist recognized the middle-aged man in white, and his eyes were horrified.

"Three hundred years ago, the white-clothed envoy once burned the worship of the Imperial Spirit Venerable Realm with the Void Flame in one hand, but I didn't expect him to come!" The lord of the party in the attic in the distance, the big man, saw this person, and his face immediately showed a shocked look.

"It's worthy of being the person named by the deputy sect master to kill, his eyesight is so high, it's just that you met me, and today the body of the Holy Soul and your corpse have to be taken away by me!" The man in white glanced at Jian Fengyun and Jian Xue'er with burning eyes.

The Body of the Holy Soul!

As soon as the white-clothed man's voice fell, the eyes of everyone around him converged, either surprised or suddenly, even Qingxuanhou and the flesh and blood monk all had different colors on their faces, staring at Jian Xue'er tightly.

When Jian Fengyun saw this scene, he immediately frowned slightly, and said: "I said three, if you have something to say, please get out of the way if you have nothing to do, don't disturb the sword family to kill foreign enemies!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Qingxuanhou, the flesh and blood monk, and the white-clothed envoy all focused their eyes on Jian Fengyun's face.

"People from the Sword Family, the poor monk came today to take his life on the orders of the landlord, and this is the beginning!" The flesh and blood monk clasped his hands together and chanted a sentence, and in an instant, the skeleton Zen staff emitted a burst of bloody light, and the blood-red mystical runes on the flesh monk's body instantly poured out.

As soon as the red robe moved, a king realm full of bloody aura appeared on the side of the flesh and blood monk.

Stepping out in one step, shrinking into inches, the flesh and blood monk held the skull Zen staff in his hand, and instantly swept towards the sword Fengyun.

"Flesh and blood monks are good means, but these two people are our deputy sect masters, I'm afraid I won't let you today!" The white-clothed envoy smiled coldly, raised his arm, and the void flames instantly burned the void, and the figure of the white-clothed envoy disappeared in a flash.

The two great spirit kings and Chu hands, everyone in the sword family only felt that their bodies sank, and they couldn't move.

The blood light and white fire broke through the sky in an instant, and it was about to fall in front of Jian Fengyun.

At this moment, Wang Chuyuan, who had been waiting for a long time on the side, moved, and the Xuanguang on his body was shocked, and the formation patterns were instantly revealed under the Sword Mansion.

"Qingjin is the son, the eight desolations and the six combinations, the heaven and the earth are mysterious, the imperial spirit ancient array, condensation!"

As Wang Chuyuan's magic fell, within the Sword Mansion, dazzling bursts of light rose into the sky, intertwined in the air and turned into a jade-white barrier, instantly blocking the attacks of the flesh and blood monks and the white-clothed envoys.

Although the attack of the flesh and blood monk and the white-clothed envoy was powerful, the Imperial Spirit Ancient Array was an ancient formation with the same name as the Xuangui Ancient Array, and it was prepared for several days, and Wang Chuyuan, who cultivated the "Qiankun Array Sutra", personally took charge of the formation, which was much stronger than the last time he hurriedly resisted the Imperial Spirit Ancient Array laid down by the Eight Clans.

The flesh and blood monk and the white-clothed envoy took a step back and stood under the edge of the door outside the Sword Mansion, their eyes gloomy.

"Sure enough, it's a good formation, it seems that the poor monk is underestimating!" The flesh and blood monk's eyes swept coldly, and with a wave of the skull Zen staff in his hand, he saw a bloody grass robe appear on his fat body.

The blood-colored fur seems to be tattered, but the blood Dao contained in it is very pure, the blood grass coat is added, and the momentum on the flesh and blood monk rises suddenly, and a royal majesty emanates impressively.

"Bloody killing the landlord's bloody grass clothes?" The white-clothed envoy's eyes were slightly condensed, and then his hand turned over, and unfolded a roll of brocade cloth, there was only one word "kill" on the brocade cloth, and as soon as this word was displayed, the emperor's power was vast for dozens of miles, and only this "kill" word contained a powerful imperial power, just like an emperor who lived in the nine heavens stood in front of him, making people surrender to it.