Wen Qingye's hand qi sword fell, and one after another swords of practicing brilliance soared out again, but this time it was the people of the Snow Country, Wen Qingye was about to get up and rush towards Jiang Yun, at this time, there seemed to be a gust of wind surging behind him, containing a domineering and vigorous vitality.

Wen Qingye didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and hurriedly withdrew his sword, quickly turned around, and then slapped it back.

With a palm touch, Wen Qingye felt a concentration and looked at the person in front of him.

"The people of Mulberry?"

Wen Qingye clearly felt that this person's cultivation was a master of the peak of the Six Heavens of God Refining, and at that moment, his palm waved again.

The people of the Sang Kingdom knew that they were not Wen Qingye's opponents, and when they saw Wen Qingye coming with a sealed palm, they didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and hurriedly stretched out their palms, wanting to resist Wen Qingye's palm.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a hurried sound in everyone's ears, and they saw that the man of the Sang Kingdom had already flown out, and slammed into the city wall, smashing into the cracks like spider webs.

And the people of the Snow Country also joined forces to resist Wen Qingye's sword qi, and the sword qi gradually dissipated in midair.

"Takatokoku Bixia!"

A man quickly rushed out from the left side, punched out, followed with his right fist, retracted his left fist, and added to the power of his right fist.

The man's three punches in a row are like three waves, the back waves push the front waves, and the force is more than three times greater than his single punch.

"Chi Guo Duan Feng!"

At this time, another handsome-looking man rushed over from the right side, with a short sword in his hand, like a cold poisonous snake, spitting snake letters, and quickly pointed towards Wen Qingye's chest and throat.

The two of them were ruthless and ruthless, and they cooperated tacitly to block all the retreats of Wen Qingye.

"Wen Qingye, today, you will die!" Wen Renxiao saw Wen Qingye in a bitter battle at this time, and rushed over with a long footstep.

"If you want to kill me, just come!" Wen Qingye laughed.

Then Lin Zijun and the masters of several surrounding countries rushed towards Wen Qingye together, and the battle group suddenly became complicated.

Facing everyone in all directions, Wen Qingye's eyes were extremely calm.

Wen Qingye waved his hand and a majestic palm print met the wind of Chi Guo, and in an instant, the two fists surged each other, and some people had to take four or five steps back.

Bi Xia felt a shock in his arm, and knew that Wen Qingye was extremely powerful, so he hurriedly retreated to the rear.

At this moment, a cold light pierced the cold current in the air and wiped it away towards Wen Qingye's throat, which was only half an arm's length from Wen Qingye's throat at that moment.

When everyone saw it, they were not only ecstatic in their hearts.

Is Wen Qingye going to die?

"Whew!"

I saw Wen Qingye's lips open, biting the venocious short sword tightly, and the blood on both lips flowed directly downward.

"Leave me!"

Wen Qingye punched him quickly, and there was a 'buzzing' sound with a strong momentum, and that Duan Feng was caught off guard, and Wen Qingye was knocked away dozens of feet by Wen Qingye, rolled on the ground for a while, and fell to the ground.

At this moment, everyone is facing a life-and-death situation, no one pays attention to the life and death of others, and Wen Qingye seems to have inspired everyone's ferocity, and everyone's eyes are red and they rush to Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye looked at the people rushing over, although he had experienced a hundred battles, but such a dangerous battle was rare in this life.

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand was waved again and again, and it was impenetrable, and everyone couldn't get close for a moment.

Wen Tongyu has been sought after by many since he was born, and his cultivation resources and guidance are all the best, and entering Ziyang Mansion is like a fish in water, and his cultivation speed is extremely fast, which is unspeakable.

He thought that he could shine in the secret land of the Sixteen Kingdoms, show his extraordinary talents, and enjoy the gaze and applause of all people.

But at this time, seeing Wen Qingye's fight with people from all countries, how fast he shot, how heavy he was, how fast and ruthless, and cruel and ruthless, it was really the first time he saw it in his life, and he couldn't help but turn pale, his heart was pounding, and he couldn't say a word, let alone come forward to fight Wen Qingye.

At this time, Lin Zijun also rushed over, only to see Lin Zijun wave his arm, as if the strength of his whole body had turned into a breeze, the breeze was graceful and boundless, and it was blowing softly towards Wen Qingye.

This is exactly the nine-rank martial arts of Sang Country, Qingfeng sleeves!

The vitality of the whole body is constantly gathered in the sleeves, and then swayed out, the power is unpredictable, virtual and real, if ordinary people don't care, then it will be blown away by this power in an instant, turning into nothingness.

Wen Qingye saw the breeze blowing, and naturally knew in his heart that this breeze was not simple, and laughed: "Sang Guo's Nine Rank Martial Arts Qingfeng Sleeve is really good."

After Wen Qingye finished speaking, a thought sword in his hand slashed towards Qingfeng.

"Sword Exorcism!?"

When everyone saw Wen Qingye's sword, they were horrified, their eyes widened, and they looked at Wen Qingye in amazement.

On the sword, with Wen Qingye's strong vitality, it emitted a brilliant and dazzling light in the air, and Lin Zijun waved his sleeve again, Lin Zijun's strength gathered and condensed, and the power seemed amazing.

Suddenly, a sword slashed rapidly, only a sneering sound was heard, and everyone saw that there seemed to be dozens of pink butterflies flying up and down in the sky.

Everyone was shocked, and then looked at it intently, it turned out that the many butterflies were transformed by Lin Zijun's sleeves, and they saw Lin Zijun showing two jade arms, which were snow-white and transparent, and the pink was red.

It turned out that Wen Qingye's sword directly cut Lin Zijun's sleeve into pieces, and without the sleeves, how could Qingfeng get it?

Lin Zijun's face was ugly, he didn't expect that his nine-rank martial arts would be difficult to block the power of Wen Qingye's sword, and he also made himself lose face at this moment.

Wen Qingye stretched out his hand and caught the Yinian sword again, blocking the sword of one of the Blue Feather Country masters.

The person from the Blue Feather Country cultivated to the peak of the Sixfold Heaven of God Refining, and when he received Wen Qingye's sword, he couldn't help but retreat, and his brows furrowed and shouted: "Wen Qingye, this strange treasure belongs to my Blue Feather Country, and it should be returned to its original owner."

Wen Qingye looked at the man and laughed, "Hahahaha..."

"Wen Qingye, what are you laughing at?Do you want to take the treasures of my Blue Feather Country for yourself?" Everyone in the Blue Feather Country looked at Wen Qingye, and their faces changed.

"If you want a treasure, just take it!" Wen Qingye smiled and said slowly.

"Wen Qingye, you are so daring!" The person from the Blue Feather Country at the head turned red and strode towards Wen Qingye.

"Bang Bang!"

The sword light of the two of them flew in the air, flickering with the light of the spark.

"Peng!"

The body of the Blue Feather Country led by him regressed rapidly, and the sword in his hand had long since disappeared.

"What a brilliant swordsmanship!"

"This swordsmanship is too powerful!"

"Wen Qingye's swordsmanship has long been superb, everyone should remember to be careful!"

Hearing the laughter, there were several people who quickly surrounded Wen Qingye, sword light and sword shadow, vitality and horizontal, in the blink of an eye, Wen Qingye had one more knife wound on his body, but there were four more corpses on the ground.

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