Where could Zhang Xiaoyun endure Wen Qingye's insults, and couldn't help but shout: "What nonsense are you talking about, believe it or not.... Believe it or not I killed you"

"Kill me?"

The bloated old man glanced at Zhang Xiaoyun's body, with a hint of light in his eyes.

Waves!

A cold light almost rushed up, accompanied by a terrifying sound of nine heavens, sweeping towards the old man.

The bloated old man's hair stood on end, and the whole person slammed into a spirit, and then with a flash of light, a bronze ring knife appeared in his hand, and then his wrist turned and slashed towards the sword.

Sonorous!

A violent clash of gold and iron resounded in the sky, and the boiling and scorching waves of vitality centered on the place where the swords collided, spreading wildly towards the surroundings.

The bloated old man's footsteps retreated again and again, and he felt an extremely subtle flame in his arm rushing towards his dantian, and he hurriedly gathered his true qi to extinguish this purple flame.

"What a domineering flame"

However, the next situation was completely beyond his expectations, and his true qi, which was not afraid of the purple flame at all, could only block this subtle purple flame with a large amount of true qi.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and they were all stunned.

That old man's identity is extremely not simple, he is a very famous Feather Tribulation Master in the Western Wilderness Region, with a high level of cultivation and strong strength, but at this moment, he was repelled by Wen Qingye's sword.

Although Wen Qingye made a sudden move and took the lead, it also fully showed that Wen Qingye's strength was extremely high.

Not far away, an old man with a thick body and a solemn face looked at Wen Qingye and said, "Kill, this Wen Qingye wants to kill Xie Xian"

This person is none other than Tong Shanhu, the number one master in the Western Wilderness.

"Xie Xian is not his opponent"

A thin man next to him glanced at the two people fighting in front of him, and then continued to close his eyes.

Compared with Tong Shanhu's size, there was a stark contrast, and he was none other than Nie Qingfeng, the number one master in the Beiqiu Domain.

Tong Shanhu looked at Wen Qingye with a frown, his eyes were a little wandering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xie Xian was the bloated old man, at this moment he raised his eyes and looked at Wen Qingye in horror, with a hint of shock in his eyes, and then suddenly became furious.

"Wen Qingye, what are you doing here? Do you think that I, Xie Xian, am really afraid of you?"

Wen Qingye looked at Xie Xian coldly, and said indifferently: "I'm afraid I don't know, you will die today."

Rumble!

Wen Qingye's body swept up, and the sword in his hand moved with his body, and countless sword rays raged wildly, rushing towards Xie Xian in front of him.

Li Yan watched Wen Qingye take the initiative to make a move, and couldn't help but sneer: "This Wen Qingye is really ignorant and fearless, but it's not bad to teach this young and frivolous junior a lesson."

"Shut up!" Huo Li finally couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes widened, and he said angrily.

Li Yan paused slightly, looked at Huo Li in front of him with an unbelievable look in his eyes, and said, "What did you say?"

Huo Li no longer paid attention to Li Yan, and his eyes were firmly looking at the two people fighting in front of him.

"Look for death!"

Xie Xian saw that Wen Qingye dared to rush forward, and the anger in his heart spread directly, and then the long knife in his hand slapped and his arm waved.

Snort!

A blue sword burst out of the air, blasting towards the sword light that surged in the warm night.

Bang! Bang!

The vitality and the true qi collided violently, like beautiful fireworks, rushing towards the surroundings frantically, extremely dazzling.

Wen Qingye's body retreated again and again, and did not stop slightly until he had withdrawn dozens of steps.

There is still an essential difference between Yuan Qi and True Qi, and this Xie Xian's strength is three points stronger than that of Emperor Fu Yiyi, this move, Wen Qingye is obviously at a disadvantage.

Xie Xian smiled coldly, and stomped on the ground directly with the soles of his feet, only to see that cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared in the earth, and then his body directly turned into a streamer and rushed towards Wen Qingye.

Wow!

At this time, there was an extra scroll in Wen Qingye's palm, flashing with an astonishing divine light.

Xie Xian frowned, and couldn't help but look over, only to see that there was a towering mountain in the painting scroll, filled with clouds, his heart couldn't help but be curious, looking around, as if the place in his eyes was the endless mountains and rivers, and no matter where he saw it, and how many places he saw, he always felt that what he saw was just a drop in the ocean.

At this moment, his primordial spirit was in pain unconsciously, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Wen Qingye's eyes were cold and ruthless, and an ancient long sword in his left hand stabbed out violently, stabbing towards Xie Xian's vital point.

Xie Xian's heart was cold at the moment, and he felt that his Yuan Shen was in severe pain, so he could only reluctantly raise his arm, and the blade of the knife was blocking his throat.

Clang!

How sharp the Zhuxian Sword was, I saw a flash of lightning crossing, and the long knife in Xie Xian's hand was directly penetrated, and the Zhuxian Sword was like a cold poisonous snake, deeply inserted into Xie Xian's throat.

Gurgle!

Xie Xian's eyes had a terrifying divine light, but they were extremely dim, and a large amount of blood flowed from his neck, and a piercing voice came out.

Thump!

Wen Qingye pulled out the Zhuxian Sword, and then Xie Xian's body fell heavily to the ground.

Quiet!

The people of the entire valley looked at Wen Qingye with a solemn face, silent.

In the time of half a pillar of incense, Xie Xian, who was in the feather robbery, was actually killed, which was really unbelievable.

I don't know how long it has been, Li Yan pointed at Wen Qingye and said in a lost voice: "He..... This kid actually killed Xie Xian, the magic weapon in his hand, that magic weapon is definitely an immortal magic weapon"

Everyone was silent, no need for Li Yan to say, just now Wen Qing was able to kill Xie Xian between lightning and fire, and the magic weapon in his hand was definitely a great achievement.

The catalogue of mountains and rivers is a supreme killer, Xie Xian dares to peek at the time of the three breaths of this catalogue, which dooms his fate.

Di Feiyun looked at Wen Qingye's clothes swaying in the wind, and couldn't help but gasp, and said secretly: "This Wen Qingye is really terrifying, if you can't kill him, it's better not to offend him easily."

Wen Qingye put away the sword in his hand, looked at everyone expressionlessly, and didn't say a word, but everyone was in their hearts.

Cui Hao pointed at Wen Qingye in shock and fear: "Wen Qingye, everyone invited each other today to try to open the formation, but you killed Brother Xie Xian without saying a word, what kind of thoughts do you have?"

Wen Qingye glanced at Cui Hao and said casually: "Believe it or not, I killed you, no one present will do it for you and me, do you want to give it a try?"

(End of chapter)

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