Chapter 896: There is a treasure

"I want to ask you to make sure that the head of the Holy House has already left the Holy Hospital."

Jian Fengyun looked at the Mahatma in front of him lightly, and said slowly.

"What? Want to ask the Dean for help? ”

The Mahatma's gaze swept towards Jian Fengyun with contempt, and said disdainfully: "Let's not say that the dean is no longer in the Holy Courtyard, just rely on you, a little minion of the Spirit Emperor Realm, are you qualified to talk to him?" ”

"Gone." Jian Fengyun muttered, and a sneer slowly appeared on his calm face, "Then I'll send you to death first." ”

The moment the words fell, a wisp of sword qi suddenly condensed in Jian Fengyun's hand.

"Hmph, I still want to go to Europe to resist and die!"

The Mahatma snorted coldly and waved his hand instantly.

Condensed a powerful golden light arrow and shot towards the heart of Sword Fengyun.

This golden light arrow is an arrow that condenses the power of a large amount of metallic laws in the Mahatma's body, whether it is speed or attack power, it is far beyond the range that the Spirit Emperor Realm can resist, and even surpasses the ability of ordinary Spirit Monarch Realm martial artists.

You must know that the Mahatma himself is a martial artist in the late stage of the Spirit Monarch Realm, and coupled with the high-level exercises of the Holy Academy, it is inevitable that the power he exerts will surpass that of ordinary martial artists in the same realm.

The golden arrow was dazzling like fire in the air, but it was brighter than the fiery red I don't know how many times, the golden arrow turned into a light and shadow, flying towards Jian Fengyun, and it appeared behind Jian Fengyun without even being able to see the trajectory in the air.

Jian Fengyun only felt an incomparably sharp murderous aura coming, and he didn't panic, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

"Insect carving skills."

The words fell, and on the palm of Jian Fengyun, the sword qi instantly dispersed, and the power of the fire attribute law condensed into a big hand, and slapped it casually.

When the Flame Giant Palm touched the golden arrow, there was no imaginary huge collision, and the golden long arrow fell into the Flame Giant Palm, and was directly shocked and scattered, turning into the power of the law of the golden attribute.

It's like a child shooting a demon beast with a slingshot stone, the stone shoots at the monster beast, the monster is unscathed, but the stone is shaken into powder by the force of the shock.

However, this golden arrow is not a stone, it is the product of the condensation of the power of the Mahatma's Law.

After being shot away, it directly affected the heart of the Mahatma, and he quickly cut off the control of the golden arrow.

"How can you still have such a strong force!"

The Mahatma looked shocked, looked at the sword wind and clouds not far away, and said coldly.

"You're done, it's my turn."

The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth smiled coldly, and sixteen sword qi condensed between the waves of his hand.

A burst of sword light flashed in an instant.

Burst! Burst! Burst! ......

The sixteen people around Jian Fengyun just saw a piece of sword qi condensed in that person's hand.

The shadow of the hand flashed, and before they could react, they felt a chill in their hearts and mouths, a pain in their internal organs, and the consciousness of the whole person began to disappear.

Their monarch-rank armor was like tofu in front of that Heart-piercing Sword Qi, and it had no power to stop it at all.

Everything happened in an instant, and these sixteen people, who couldn't even do the cry before they died, fell to the ground one after another.

Sixteen Spirit Monarchs were killed in an instant!

These sixteen people are disciples sent out by the Holy Academy to patrol the city, and their cultivation is all in the early stage of the Spirit Monarch Realm, and the spirit soldiers and battle armor equipped on their bodies are also monarch-level spiritual weapons, and they can't even block the sword Fengyun move, which is simply shocking.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ......

The sound of the spirit soldiers landing on the ground quietly sounded, and all the monarch-rank blades in the hands of the sixteen people fell to the ground.

A golden spirit knife was plunged into the ground, and even the rocks on the ground could not resist the sharpness of the sword soldiers, and they were directly chopped through the holes.

Sixteen people fell to the ground, revealing the young man in white who had been surrounded all along.

"It's your turn!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the Mahatma and Sheng'an in front of him, and slowly walked forward, his steps light and powerful, the opposite of the weak appearance that had fallen to the ground before.

Mahatma, seeing Jian Fengyun's energetic appearance, immediately gritted his teeth and said.

"You didn't have a resentful spirit needle, you deceived us?"

"I didn't lie to you, I just cooperated with you to play a play, and now that the play is over, I already know what I want to know, and you should almost hit the road!" The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth said indifferently.

As he spoke, a silver-white long sword condensed from his palm, the sword aura was like a blade, and the momentum was breathtaking, as if it could dementor the soul.

"You..... What kind of person is it, it is impossible for there to be a person like you in the God Emperor City? ”

Mahatma looked at Jian Fengyun, his eyes staring at him deadly, and his voice trembled a little.

Jian Fengyun's eyes swept lightly, and said, "You should know me?" ”

"No, I haven't seen you again, who the hell are you?" Mahatma was a little panicked, and walked to St. An's side, and the two brothers were both vigilantly looking at Jian Fengyun.

"I'm sure I haven't seen it, but you've probably heard of it." Jian Fengyun smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth and looked at the two of them.

"My name is Sword Fengyun!"

The moment the words fell, Mahatma and St. Ann were stunned at the same time, and their faces were shocked, as if they had heard something incredible.

"Sword Fengyun, you are Sword Fengyun!"

"Brother, run away."

St. Ann was the first to react, after all, he had been the captain of the guard for many years, and immediately grabbed Mahatma's hand and was about to rush into the secret passage to escape.

Zheng!

A faint sword roar sounded.

Thump! Thump!

There were two more corpses on the ground, their eyes widened, and they were full of fear when they looked at Jian Fengyun.

"The Holy House will not let your ...... go"

Saint An Xiu was a small realm higher than the Mahatma, and he still had a breath, staring at Jian Fengyun fiercely, and said with his last breath.

"Don't worry, I didn't plan to let go of the Holy Courtyard!" Jian Fengyun's eyes were indifferent, and he said.

A flame burned out in the sacred beast garden, and no one noticed it.

All of these eighteen people became part of the Sword Wind Cloud Cultivation.

With the realm of Sword Fengyun at this moment, the ordinary Spirit Monarch Realm is like an ant to him.

"Master, there's a treasure down here."

At this moment, the voice of the divine dog sounded in the immortal hall.

The next moment, Jian Fengyun released the divine dog.

"Master, I feel the breath of heaven and earth, many, many, fast."

As soon as the divine dog appeared, he immediately twisted his ass and ran towards the depths of this holy beast garden.

After a while, the divine dog led Jian Fengyun to a cave.

"Baby in the hole."

The divine dog looked at the dark and secluded hole, and his saliva was about to flow out.

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, and then he stepped down.

The depth of this cave is nearly 100 zhang, that is, Jian Fengyun jumped from the top and fell leaves, waiting for more than 20 seconds before landing.

With a wave of his hand, a flame condensed, and the surroundings suddenly lit up.

Jian Fengyun was in a huge mine.

The reason why it is said to be a mine cave is because of the spirit ore that can be seen everywhere, and it is the best spirit crystal.

In the center......

(End of chapter)