Wen Ren smiled and looked at Guan Xuan, who was alone, and said slowly: "Guan Xuan, hand over the treasure."

"If you want a strange treasure today, you can, kill me, the strange treasure is yours" Guan Xuan's eyes were bright, looking at the people who were eyeing him, and he didn't back down at all.

"You stand aside, this matter has nothing to do with you," Guan Xuan said to the people of the Blue Feather Kingdom behind him.

Zhao Rui's mouth opened, looked at the people around him, and said helplessly: "Brother Xuan, I'm sorry."

Guan Xuan nodded, his eyes continued to look at everyone, and he laughed, "Hahahaha, I'm a good man, I'm alone, am I still afraid of your threat?"

At this time, Guan Xuan stood alone and proudly, and a lonely and lofty pride filled his heart.

Fearless!

Heroic dry clouds!

However, at this very time.

"When you get out of the secret place of Qianchuan, don't forget that the two of us have a good drink!" Wen Qingye slowly picked up his sword at this time, walked up and said with a smile.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wen Qingye laughed loudly.

Guan Xuan saw Wen Qingye actually walking to his side, and couldn't help but grin at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I still have a jar of wine here, which can be drunk now."

Guan Xuan said, taking out a jar of wine from the Sumeru ring.

This jar of wine was specially left by Guan Xuan, and it is a good wine, which is exactly what it is...... Daughter Red.

Luo Xue saw that her daughter was red, and she didn't know why her heart trembled, her pupils contracted violently, and she felt like something was missing.

"Goo-dong!" Guan Xuan unsealed the wine, took a big sip, and the wine remained down his neck

"Give!"

Wen Qingye took over the wine jar, a trace of inexplicable feeling flashed in his eyes, and he drank it in a big gulp.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you" Luo Ying sneered, his neck twisted, and his momentum began to climb continuously.

"Tom!"

Wen Qingye threw the wine jar out, and the empty wine jar was smashed directly.

Luo Ying's face turned cold, and she said softly: "Wen Qingye, if you don't want to die, just stand aside, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

Wen Qingye was drunk for three minutes, looked up to the sky and smiled: "Today, let me see how powerful the top geniuses of the Sixteen Kingdoms are."

Wen Qingye's figure jumped and rushed towards Luo Ying.

"Whew!"

Wen Qingye's figure was almost to an extreme, and there were very few people present who could see it clearly.

A thought of the sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the cold light slashed through the air, and Wen Qingye wiped the sword towards Luo Ying's throat.

"Is that all you need?"

Luo Ying retreated suddenly, and stretched out his hands towards Wen Qingye's Yinian sword and slapped it.

"Pounce!"

When Luo Ying clamped Wen Qingye's sword with both hands, Luo Ying's face immediately changed, and his palm began to slowly seep out blood, dripping to the ground.

Wen Qingye's sword blade is coupled with the sharpness of a thought sword, how sharp is it?

Luo Ying retreated, wanting to drive Wen Qingye's sword and drag Wen Qingye over, Wen Qingye naturally saw Luo Ying's thoughts, and when he saw Luo Ying retreating, the sword in his hand jerked violently, and Wen Qingye's body turned around a few times and returned to the original place again.

"Wen Qingye, you really have some strength" Luo Ying looked at his bloodied palm and said in a condensed voice.

Although Wen Qingye's strength is clearly the Fifth Heaven of God Refining, but after practicing Qi and suppressing the Ten Heavens of Refining Yuan, the strength of his vitality is definitely comparable to that of an ordinary master of the Seven Heavens of God Refining, coupled with his superb martial arts and experience, Wen Qingye is not afraid of Luo Ying of the Eight Heavens of God Refining.

Wen Qingye shook his wrist, and saw that the blood on the sword was directly shaken out by Wen Qingye's sword.

Wen Renxiao and Lin Zijun glanced at each other, and then the two rushed towards Guan Xuan.

"It's good to come!" Guan Xuan shouted and walked quickly towards the two of them.

The masters of several surrounding countries got up one after another and surrounded the surroundings.

Outside the water curtain, everyone in the Sixteen Kingdoms watched without blinking, for fear of missing any detail.

............

Luo Ying stretched out his palm to the back and slowly took out the knife behind his back.

"Strange treasure, you can't keep it!"

Luo Ying shouted, and the purple sword qi shot out with his fingers, and its speed was as fast as a meteor under the increase of the vitality.

Click!

Where the sword qi passed, the surrounding rubble and sawdust flew, and the strong strength crumbled towards the surroundings.

Wen Qingye raised the sword in his hand and directly greeted him.

In mid-air, the sword and sword are vertical and horizontal, you come and go, and the sky is colorful.

Luo Ying's figure strode forward, the muscles of his arms swelled, the green tendons flared up, and the knife in his hand had a silver-white light, the speed was extremely fast, and he was terrified.

"So fast, Luo Ying's knife is so fast!"

"Beixue Quick Knife, this is the Nine Grades Martial Arts of Gaotang Country Beixue Quick Knife!"

"It's so fast, I can't see it clearly"

Everyone obviously recognized Luo Ying's knife technique and became moved.

Luo Ying's knife technique was like a raging storm, and Wen Qingye was like a flat boat, fluttering in the wind and rain.

"Luo Ying's knife is indeed fast!" Wen Qingye frowned slightly, and the sword in his hand could only barely parry the fast knife.

Luo Ying looked at Wen Qingye's ability to block his fast knife, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Kill!"

The knife in Luo Ying's hand was faster, thrilling fast, and terrifying.

Boom!

Wen Qingye hurriedly set up the sword in his hand, the wind continued to blow strongly, and the strong vitality came directly to his face, Wen Qingye suddenly felt the pressure increase.

In just half a column of incense, Wen Qingye's back and forehead were soaked with sweat.

Luo Ying's cultivation was overwhelming Wen Qingye, and the knife technique in his hand was even faster and outrageous, and Wen Qingye was completely suppressed for a while.

"Si!"

Wen Qingye's arm was swept by Luo Ying's knife qi, and suddenly a stream of blood floated in the air, and Wen Qingye's clothes appeared slightly red.

"No, you can't entangle with Luo Ying," Wen Qingye said secretly in his heart.

Wen Qingye kicked back, holding the sword with one hand, and swinging the sword out, the explosive speed of the sword swing made the void shake for a while.

Bang bang bang!

Luo Ying chased after him, and the knife in his hand slashed out continuously.

The thunderous explosions were continuous, and in a short period of time, Wen Qingye fought with Luo Ying dozens of times, and every time he took a tough attitude, no one would let anyone.

Finally, the people next to them who were preparing to secretly suppress Luo Ying couldn't stand it anymore, and rushed back one by one.

"Luo Ying's strength is really good, in my opinion, Luo Ying alone is enough to defeat Wen Qingye"

"It's too strong, Luo Ying's strength is too strong, I think only Guan Xuan and Wen Renxiao can fight with him, Wen Qingye is still a lot worse"

"Wen Qingye, is another genius about to fall?"

Everyone looked at Wen Qingye, who was in a bitter battle, and said secretly.

At this time, Guan Xuan's situation was even more critical than Wen Qingye's, Lin Zijun and Wen Renxiao joined forces and made a ruthless move, and Guan Xuan already had a faint tendency to be unable to parry.

Luo Ying stepped on the earth with one foot, and rose directly into the sky, the silver light of the knife in his hand appeared, and the silver-white light continued to squeeze and mix, forming a snow-white wild lion with teeth and claws, the male lion roared, and the terrifying coercion encompassed the heavens and the earth.

"Northern Snow Lion!"

Luo Ying slashed with a knife, and the mad lion in the knife stepped on it, and with infinite ferocity, he tore towards Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye watched the snow-white mad lion rush over, the sword in his hand suddenly moved, the sword light in his hand skyrocketed, and the wind roared.

"The third form of the Four Elephant Sword Duel!

A huge cyan sword qi poured out from above the Yinian Sword, slashing flat, spreading boundlessly.

Puff puff!

It was like fireworks blooming, and the snow-white mad lion was drowned in the cyan sword light, and the snow-white mad lion phantom was getting weaker and weaker, and the sword light was gradually disappearing.

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