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"Whew~" A cold wind blew, and the maple leaves in the garden drifted down.

"There's a murderous aura!" Xiao squinted, his expression changed, and he blew up at a few people. Feng Jun nodded knowingly, his face calm, and there was a hint of annoyance in the corners of his eyes.

Ling Long and Lu Nan glanced at each other, then clinged to the corner of the wall and looked around. Bai stood on top of the roof beam, sniffed vigorously with his nose, and said,

"Big brother, I feel it, there are three people in total! Moreover, there is one person I can't feel, stronger than me!" Hearing this, Xiao was suddenly startled,

"Stronger than you, wouldn't that be at least the pinnacle of gold, or even the realm of the Venerable!"

"Possibly!" the white face looked solemn like never before. Xiao felt a bit of trouble because he had fought with His Holiness and knew the feeling of powerlessness in the face of His Holiness.

"Huh~!" Above the void, a ten-meter-long golden sword qi descended straight into the wooden house. At what time, Xiao dragged Ling Long out of the wooden house, and Feng Jun and Lu Nan also got out of the window.

"Coax~!" exploded, and the wooden house was instantly torn apart and reduced to ruins. Looking at the pair of ruins, Xiao Chang exhaled and still had palpitations,

"Such a powerful sword qi, it has already shaken my sword spirit, even if the other party is not Venerable, his strength will not be much worse than Venerable!" In the courtyard, quietly, two sedan chairmen stood carrying a sedan chair.

The sedan chair, black and white, is extremely weird. Feng Jun's eyes widened, looking at the black and white sedan chair, his eyes were full of fear,

"The black and white ghost sedan chair is the fourth-ranked ghost emperor in the Killer Alliance!"

"Ghost Emperor?" Xiao was slightly stunned, and felt a hint of ominous premonition in his heart. Hearing this, Lu Nan's forehead was already oozing with beads of sweat, and his face slowly turned red, as if it took a lot of effort to breathe.

The Ghost Emperor is a legend in the killer world, everyone knows his name, but no one has seen him, and it is very mysterious.

It is rumored that every time the Ghost Emperor makes a move, he will sit on a black and white sedan chair! The Immortal Emperor has taken on a few tasks in his life, but each one is enough to shock!

The most shocking thing was that more than fifty years ago, someone bid for a half-saint-level spiritual weapon to take the head of the Great Elder of the Burning Valley, Thousand Cranes.

At that time, Burning Valley was a first-class force, and Elder Chizuru was a star-level master, everyone would have thought that the Ghost Emperor would fail.

However, at Elder Chizuru's birthday banquet of 1,345 years, Elder Chizuru died.

This also once again confirmed the Ghost Emperor's silent assassination ability. Moreover, the two palanquin bearers are his slaves, and their strength has reached the golden realm.

"The strength of the slave has reached the golden realm, how terrifying is this ghost and the Emperor of the Underworld!" Xiao frowned, concentrating on guard.

"Whew~!" Another cold wind blew, the maple trees swayed with the wind, a few maple leaves slowly drifted down, and the courtyard was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Feng Jun squinted his eyes with a long sword in his hand, stared at the sedan chair that was asking for his life, and asked in a cold voice,

"Who are you? What are you doing when you come here and destroy my wooden house?" The palanquin man was expressionless, looking at Feng Jun like a walking corpse, his empty eyes were lifeless, and a strange voice sounded,

"The King of Hades wants you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch!"

"Senior Emperor of the Underworld, I don't know what you are doing here?" Feng Jun stared at the black and white sedan chair, his right hand tightly holding the long sword and trembling uncontrollably.

"Knowingly!" A strange voice came from the sedan chair. The voice, as if it came from the cold of the northern frontier, and as if it came from the Nine Hells was filled with the breath of death, which made it creepy to smell it!

"Senior Emperor of the Underworld, we are disciples of the Sword Pavilion, I wonder if the Emperor of the Underworld can let me wait for a way out in the face of the Sword Pavilion!" Feng Jun said solemnly.

Xiao frowned slightly and felt bad for a while, Feng Jun just wanted to use the name of the Sword Pavilion to put pressure on the Ghost Immortal Emperor, but who is the Ghost Immortal Emperor?

He's a legend in the League of Killers. The people in the Killer Alliance act like demons, and they will slaughter their entire families if they disagree.

There is such a story about them: on the street, if you meet Shura and take a curious look, then I'm sorry, Shura will definitely kill you because he thinks you are provoking him!

If you lower your head and don't look at him, then I'm sorry, Shura will still kill you because he thinks you look down on him!

Just because I look at you in the crowd one more time, I can't see your face again! This is Shura's style

"Boom~!" The clouds and clouds on the void changed instantly, the black pressure was overwhelming, and there were white lightning bolts floating above the dark clouds, and the sudden qi seemed to be the mood of the Ghost Emperor!

The temperature in the courtyard plummeted again, and a thick layer of ice formed on the maple leaves.

"Look for death!" another voice came from the sedan chair. Hearing the sound, Xiao suddenly felt his internal organs throbbing, and the aura in his body seemed to be out of control in the meridians.

"It's Sonic Gong!" looked at the other people, and found that their bodies were already soaked with beads of sweat. Ling Long gritted his teeth, his face was pale, his face was full of sweat, Feng Jun's cultivation was profound, but his face was also slightly red.

"Poof~!" Lu Nan cultivated to be the weakest, and under the influence of the sword qi, his vitality was disordered, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body stumbled forward and fell to the ground.

"Everyone's heart!" Xiao's ears moved slightly, and suddenly his heart was shocked, as if he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"Hum~"

"Hum~"

"Hum~" In the void, there was a sound of sword roaring. Suddenly, Xiao's pupils turned seven-colored, and everything in the void was magnified several times.

I saw that there were ice needles condensed in the courtyard air, as big as a hair, but in the thin ice needles, Xiao felt a breath of destruction.

"Qiankun escape!" Xiao sealed his hands, and a circular barrier suddenly appeared in the void to protect the four of them!

"Kill!" the ice needles were activated, and the tens of thousands of ice needles attacked several people in an instant.

"Coax~!"

"Coax~!"

"Coax~!" Thousands of ice needles pierced the barrier, making a burst of explosions, and everything in the garden was reduced to a pile of ruins under the attack of the ice array.

Xiao gritted his teeth and used the aura of his whole body to support the barrier, and faintly a bead of sweat oozed from his forehead, which was very difficult, and the barrier became thinner and thinner under the attack of the ice needle, as if it was about to break.

"Run!" Xiao Meng pushed Ling Long away, turned around and hid behind the boulder. (End of this chapter) cat flutter Chinese