The white-clothed young man looked at the Cangyi Mansion Master who was lying in a pool of blood, and said with a smile: "This is really a good show."

"Wen Qingye!?"

When Yan Ziwen saw the comer, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.

It is rumored that Wen Qingye likes to wear white clothes, combined with the fierceness of the Qianhua Night Army, Yan Ziwen subconsciously thought of that name.

The person who came was none other than Wen Qingye.

After Wen Qingye refined two drops of essence blood, when he returned to Dark Kun City, he knew that Yan Ziwen had already poured out with the army of the Eastern Immortal Court, intending to deal him a fatal blow.

Wen Qingye, who was still thinking about how to defeat Yan Ziwen, naturally planned to make a plan and came to invite you into the urn in Dark Kun City.

The monk who first ambushed Yan Ziwen before was also a monk of the Southern Immortal Court.

However, these monks were all monks who had taken refuge in Wen Qingye after occupying Dark Kun City from all directions.

When the surrounding Oriental Immortal Court masters heard Yan Ziwen's words, their faces changed greatly, and then they looked at Wen Qingye in the distance with a wary expression.

"Wen.... Wen .."

The Lord of the Cangyi Mansion, who was lying in a pool of blood, also looked at it with difficulty, and then his eyes opened, as if he had seen a ghost.

Wen Qingye smiled faintly, and at this time, countless Qianhua Night Troops emerged from behind him, and as soon as these Qianhua Night Troops appeared, they directly surrounded the entire forest.

Yan Ziwen took a deep breath and said, "Then the master of the combination formation that is fighting against me in Dark Kun City is you, right?"

"That's right"

Wen Qingye nodded, not denying it.

Sure enough, it was a warm night!

Yan Ziwen asked again: "I'm curious, who is the master who arranged the Twelve-Yuan Magnetic Black Array?"

The Twelve-Yuan Magnetic Black Evil Formation can be regarded as a high-level formation, but it is not something that ordinary monks can arrange, Yan Ziwen is very curious, when did the Southern Immortal Court have so many capable people?

Wen Qingye said indifferently: "It's also me."

"What!?"

When Yan Ziwen heard Wen Qingye's words, a trace of shock appeared in his eyes.

The person who arranged the Twelve-Yuan Magnetic Black Evil Array turned out to be Wen Qingye, how could this be possible? At this moment, Yan Ziwen seemed to have heard an extremely ridiculous joke.

How can there be such a wicked person in this world?

"If it's as you say, then I'm not wronged"

Yan Ziwen smiled faintly, his eyes looked at Wen Qingye, a trace of battle intent appeared in his eyes, and said, "But I haven't been completely defeated yet."

After speaking, a surging wave of true qi emerged from around Yan Ziwen's body.

"Taiqing Immortal Monarch?"

Wen Qingye saw this scene and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He didn't expect this Yan Ziwen to reach the realm of Taiqing Immortal Monarch, you must know that Taiqing Immortal Monarch is in the Eastern Immortal Court, but he can be regarded as a top Immortal Monarch.

"Wen Qingye, if you want to keep me today, I'm afraid it's impossible"

A proud smile appeared at the corner of Yan Ziwen's mouth, and said, "I admit that you are talented, but in front of me, you are just a junior."

Rumble!

The majestic true qi roared around Yan Ziwen like the sea, the true qi was like thunder, making a low roaring sound, and the entire sky seemed to be in violent turmoil at this time.

The masters of the surrounding Eastern Immortal Court glanced at each other, and then retreated towards the surroundings one after another.

They know that if Yan Ziwen wins, they will live, and if Yan Ziwen is defeated, they will die and have no place to be buried.

Wen Qingye, his palm suddenly clenched, and the Zhuxian Sword appeared in his hand with a rolling sharp aura, and the soles of his feet stomped into the void, and his body turned into a streamer and shot out.

Rumble!

In just an instant, the Zhuxian Sword carried the power and strength to slash the sky and the earth, and mercilessly faced Yan Ziwen with heavy regrets!

Yan Ziwen's face was expressionless, but there was a sudden surge of golden light on the palm of his hand, and his backhand was slapped on the sword of the Immortal Sword.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron exploded in the sky, and the power ripples visible to the naked eye swept away, only to see that under the impact of the power ripples, Wen Qingye's body was directly shocked and retreated, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand also rose to the sky.

"Treat me as the ordinary immortal monarch you have dealt with before, you will suffer a big loss" Yan Ziwen looked at this scene indifferently, and then he stepped out, and he appeared directly above the Zhu Immortal Sword, and then slapped down with a palm.

"You take my hand too!"

The majestic true qi erupted, and I saw that the Zhuxian Sword suddenly turned into a black shadow, with a piercing sonic boom, and shot down fiercely at Wen Qingye, and the impact of that kind of power was completely stronger than the ordinary Shangqing, Yuqing Immortal Monarch I don't know how many times.

Yan Ziwen did not break through to Taiqing Immortal Monarch for a long time, and his cultivation was extremely unstable, among Taiqing Immortal Monarchs, his strength was weak, but the power of Taiqing Immortal Monarch was also several times stronger than that of Yuqing Immortal Monarch.

Wen Qingye saw Yan Ziwen slamming into his palm, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and he slashed back with a sword and slashed away obliquely.

The sound of gold and iron, like thunder, roared through the heavens and the earth, shaking the qi and blood in the bodies of countless strong people, and their eyes were staring at the sky.

I saw that there, Wen Qingye maintained a posture of reversing, and above it, the Zhuxian Sword was directly still, and the powerful power it carried on it was taken down at this time.

Everyone could clearly see that Yan Ziwen's palm print was actually dispersed by Wen Qingye's sword qi.

The Dongfang Immortal Court cultivator's expression was shocked, obviously shocked by the power of Wen Qingye's sword.

In the countless gazes of heaven and earth, Wen Qingye's body moved, and he landed on the Zhuxian Sword, and in his black eyes, he was neither happy nor sad, and he couldn't see the slightest change.

"This Wen Qingye's strength is really strong, although it seems to be in Shangqing Immortal Monarch, but it is much stronger than the ordinary Yuqing Immortal Monarch, I can actually see Luo Tian's shadow come out of his body"

Yan Ziwen's eyes narrowed slightly, but he nodded secretly in his heart.

Above the sky, the wind and clouds were surging, two figures stood high in the sky, their sharp eyes intersecting in mid-air, the fire burst out, and there was a faint cold killing intent quietly diffuse. （）

The top contemporary genius of the Southern Immortal Court has caught up with the old top genius of the Oriental Immortal Court, that is, the current generation of the Zhongxing generation of the Oriental Immortal Court.

Many eyes shot at Wen Qingye who was holding the Zhuxian Sword in amazement, and the power of his sword before was still in everyone's minds.

This made the eyes of many Eastern Immortal Court monks a little solemn, because they knew very well the strength contained in Wen Qingye's sword, and that kind of strength, even if it was an ordinary Yuqing Immortal Monarch, it was unattainable.

Yan Ziwen's eyes flashed, and then the soles of his feet stomped heavily, and under one foot, the air seemed to emit a piercing sonic boom, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye rippled from under his feet.

Rumble!

And with Yan Ziwen's stomp, everyone saw it. The terrifying True Qi swept out of the void behind him, like a huge wave, causing the void to tremble.

Yan Ziwen stood under the huge waves of ten thousand true qi, seemingly a small figure, but as if he was a giant, dominating this world, such a true qi coercion, not to mention ordinary people, even Bai Qing behind Wen Qingye, Nie Tiandong and others, their eyes were fierce.

"Wen Qingye, no matter how talented you are today, you are not my opponent"

Yan Ziwen's eyes locked on Wen Qingye with a bright eye, his voice was full of strong confidence, Wen Qingye had his proud record, and he Yan Ziwen also had it, when his Yan Ziwen's statement resounded in the Quartet Immortal Court, Wen Qingye was probably still a child!

Bang!

The majestic and vast true qi behind Yan Ziwen seemed to be emitting a monstrous roar, and with Yan Ziwen's demeanor at this time, it was like a god, full of absolute coercion.

The second grade Dao body!

Boom!

His figure soared into the sky at this time, and the huge Divine Kingdom Phantom was also pressed down, and then his right hand pressed the void, and under his palm, it seemed that there was an ancient light pattern that quickly extended.

Behind him, ten thousand waves turned into countless bursts of light, and finally converged like lightning under his palm.

An inexplicable sense of coercion permeated the world at this time.

The eyes of all the monks present were extremely solemn, and they felt terrified, because from Yan Ziwen's attack, they felt a mortal danger.

Wen Qingye's body was also extremely inflated, and the Void Dao Body of the First Rank Dao Body was directly displayed, and his Divine Kingdom was also tightly protected around him.

Whoosh!

I saw streamers flickering, and Wen Qingye's body seemed to be shuttling through the void.

At the same time, countless sword rays vibrated out of the void and slashed towards Yan Ziwen, who was in the center.

Bang bang!

Countless extreme sword rays slashed across the sky, directly tearing Yan Ziwen's palm print.

Pedal!

The Dao body around Yan Ziwen directly collapsed, his face turned pale, and his body retreated to the rear one after another.

"You're defeated"

Wen Qingye's body fell lightly to the ground, looking at Yan Ziwen calmly.

"How is that possible? How can you be so strong?"

Yan Ziwen's eyes were full of shock, he actually lost to Wen Qingye? How is this possible?

Although he has just entered the realm of Taiqing Immortal Monarch, he is also Taiqing Immortal Monarch!

The monks of the Eastern Immortal Court behind Yan Ziwen were all gray, as if their death was approaching.

"Nothing is impossible in this world"

Wen Qingye smiled faintly and said, "Give you a way to live....."

Yan Ziwen seemed to know what Wen Qingye was going to say, so he directly interrupted Wen Qingye's words, and said coldly: "No need"

"Take them down for me"

Bai Qing saw that Yan Ziwen was seriously injured by Wen Qingye, and with a wave of his arm, the Qianhua Night Army suddenly swarmed out and rushed towards the Eastern Immortal Court army in front.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The Eastern Immortal Court monks present were all the elite of Yan Ziwen's subordinates, but they had already been ambushed and severely injured in Dark Kun City, plus Yan Ziwen was defeated by Wen Qingye, and his morale plummeted, so he was not the opponent of the Qianhua Night Army present at all.

Half an hour later, most of the Eastern Immortal Court monks present were killed by the Qianhua Night Army.

Yan Ziwen was also directly tied up by Nie Tiandong and Qianjuetian.

(End of chapter)

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