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At this time, the condition of the disciples of the Qianyuan Palace was not good, although Ren Fan killed the master of the Black Wind Hall, but there were too many strong martial kings in the Black Wind Hall this time, and the strength was far superior to the disciples of the Qianyuan Palace.

Shangguan Wan'er dragged the three martial kings alone, and Chen Yubin's five people were still under a lot of pressure, but fortunately, they knew how to attack together, so they could barely support it for so long.

Even so, He Siwei and Li Yuanqiang were still seriously injured, but the Luo Jieyi sisters did not let them rush to the front line because they were the weakest, but were unscathed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the four Luo brothers quietly retreated to the rear line, although they attacked from time to time, they were absent-minded, and their power was much less than before.

The pressure of Chen Yubin and others has been reduced a lot at once, and they can barely cope with it.

Ren Fan used the power of his divine sense to take out the storage ring of the Black Wind Hall Master, and then flew towards Chen Yubin and the others.

"Brothers, that kid is coming towards us. Without further ado, withdraw!"

Luo Bo has been keeping an eye on Ren Fan's every move, and when he saw Ren Fan's figure move, he hurriedly released the wings of spiritual power and flew quickly into the distance.

"Whoosh!"

Subsequently, Luo Li and the three flew out, and the four flew in different directions, intending to flee separately.

"Huh, the Luo brothers ran fast enough when they saw the opportunity!"

Originally, Ren Fan hadn't noticed the four of them yet, but the moment they got up, he exposed himself.

Ren Fan couldn't help but be happy, he no longer paid attention to the remaining people in the Black Wind Hall, and chased after the four Luo brothers with a fugue.

As he passed by Shangguan Wan'er, he casually swung a sword in his hand, severely injuring a Black Wind Hall martial artist, and then walked away.

Shangguan Wan'er originally had a hard time facing the three of them, all three of them were seventh-order martial kings, even with her strength, she still fell behind everywhere in the battle.

But when Ren Fan hit one of the opponents hard, Shangguan Wan'er's pressure instantly reduced by half, and the strength of the senior sister of Qianyuan Palace was finally revealed, she first killed the hard-hit Black Wind Hall Martial King with a single sword.

Then, a sword stabbed at another martial artist, Shangguan Wan'er's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and the martial artist who actually hit him for a while retreated again and again, not daring to accept the move at all.

"Girl, go die!"

At this time, another elderly martial artist suddenly rushed from behind, with a sneer on his face, and smashed his fist into Shangguan Wan'er's back.

Also a seventh-order martial king, Zhan Jieru instantly felt the power of this punch.

However, she did not show a panicked look, but showed a relieved smile.

With a swing of Shangguan Wan'er's long sword, she shot out three fierce sword qis, enveloping her previous opponent.

Then, she quickly turned around and swung out a palm, and the light blue light surged in the palm of her hand, slapping towards the fist of the elder martial king!

"Smack!"

The pale blue light and the cyan fist collided and then bloomed into a brilliant color.

Shangguan Wan'er's expression remained unchanged, and her figure slammed forward, slapping the opponent's fist with a palm.

I only heard a crisp click, and the arm of the elder Black Wind Hall Martial King suddenly twisted unnaturally!

His arm was actually broken by Shangguan Wan'er's palm!

Shangguan Wan'er snorted coldly, and then stepped closely, a palm as fast as a palm, like a wave, and all fell on the other party.

After a while, the elder Martial King was paralyzed, as if all the bones in his body had been broken, and he collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud.

"Qianyuan Supreme Holy Merit?"

Before the elder Martial King died, he suddenly looked at Shangguan Wan'er and asked, with a shocked look in his eyes.

Shangguan Wan'er nodded, swung her long sword, and ended his life.

"You actually cultivated to the Qianyuan Supreme Holy Merit?"

Another Seventh-Order Martial King of the Black Wind Hall had just rushed out of Shangguan Wan'er's sword aura shrouded at this time, and he happened to hear the conversation between the two, with a look of fear on his face.

The Qianyuan Supreme Holy Skill is the strongest exercise in the Qianyuan Palace, known as the dual cultivation of physical and martial arts, but in the past hundred years, no disciple has ever succeeded in cultivating.

That seventh-order martial king didn't expect Zhan Jieru to succeed in cultivating, and in an instant, half of his fighting spirit was lost, and he turned his head and was about to flee.

Shangguan Wan'er performed the exercises at this moment, and her speed increased by three percent compared to before, and she jumped forward, and her figure had already fallen behind the Martial King.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the Martial King turned around and threw out a strange thing, and then, countless tiny cow hair needles pounced on Shangguan Wan'er.

These cow hair needles broke the spiritual power of the martial artists, and Shangguan Wan'er had to wave a long sword to resist.

The Martial King took the opportunity to flee from the mountain, he understood that he was not Shangguan Wan'er's opponent at all now, and only the farther he fled, could he survive.

Shangguan Wan'er kept swinging her sword, but there were too many cow hair needles, dense, and they couldn't be counted at all.

Seeing that the Martial King had fled thousands of meters away, Shangguan Wan'er's body suddenly burst with blue light, shattering all the cow hair needles.

After doing all this, Shangguan Wan'er's face turned slightly red, but she didn't care, and immediately used her body to chase out.

Three miles away, Shangguan Wan'er beheaded the seventh-order martial king with a sword.

Killing three martial artists of the same rank in a row, Rao is Shangguan Wan'er cultivated the Qianyuan Supreme Holy Skill, and she was also a little unbearable, panting heavily.

On the other side, Ren Fan was chasing Luo Li, one of the four Luo brothers, and as for the other three, they had already died under Ren Fan's sword.

Although Luo Li's body is fat, his speed is extremely fast, no less than that of an ordinary ninth-order martial king!

However, the speed he was proud of was not enough in front of Ren Fan.

Soon, Ren Fan chased after him, he raised the Ben Thunder Sword and slashed towards Luo Li's back.

"Whoosh!"

Unexpectedly, Luo Li's figure turned around and avoided Ren Fan's attack, and then, Luo Li flexibly twisted his body and hid behind a rock.

"This brother, we have no grudges in the past, and no enmity in the near future, why do you keep chasing me!"

Luo Li knew that he couldn't escape Ren Fan's pursuit, so he immediately gave up escaping and began to reason with Ren Fan seriously.

"Brother, it's better to do this, you swear to let me live, and I'll tell you where the treasure of the Black Wind Hall is!"

Luo Li said sincerely, but when Ren Fan's divine sense swept over, he felt a faint fluctuation of divine consciousness.

"Not interested!"

Ren Fan said coldly, and then slashed a sword towards the entire rock.

The huge sword qi cut the rock in half like slicing tofu, and Luo Li, who was hidden behind the rock, was directly broken in two.

Subsequently, Ren Fan walked over, intending to collect the loot, but when he walked behind the rock, he found that Luo Li was holding a communication jade talisman in his hand, and the fluctuation of his divine consciousness just now was that he was sending a message to people.

"Could it be that there is no direct connection between the Black Wind Hall and the Yongguan Hall, and they are at the mercy of people of a higher rank?"

A mystery appeared in Ren Fan's heart, he picked up the communication jade talisman in Luo Li's hand, but found that the last person Luo Li contacted was a person called the eldest sister.

It's just that Ren Fan doesn't know if this message has been transmitted.

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