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"Heavenly Saint Palace, Yun Beixin"

A sentence sounded, echoing from all directions, and a sense of surprise appeared in everyone's eyes when they heard the words. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

That is a powerful force from ancient times, the most powerful force under the Southern Heavens, except for the Demon Sect, the only great force that can sit on an equal footing with the Heavenly City, that is a behemoth, a giant existence under the Southern Heavens.

The name of the Heavenly Saint Palace seemed to still echo in the ears, at this moment, everyone looked at the handsome man standing on the sky with solemnity in their eyes, he was as handsome as a woman, with a sense of femininity, and it was a little difficult to say in a trance, but at this moment, no one dared to despise him, everything was because he was from the Heavenly Saint Palace, and everything was because of the name of the Heavenly Saint.

Swish!

Zi Han pulled his sword back at this time, but the chill around his body did not stop, and he escaped in all directions, his eyes looked at Yun Beixin coldly, and there was never the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, because Zi Han acted alone, but no matter who still came from or where, Zi Han only knew that Yun Beixin shot at him in the right place, that is, he was the enemy of him, and the enemy of him should be beheaded.

"Fellow Daoist of Tianxuan, and go and invite the Great Elder of Tianxuan with peace of mind, I will drag this thief down, and I will not let him escape."

At this moment, a light smile appeared on the corner of Yun Beixin's mouth, but when he looked at Zi Han, there was not the slightest contempt in his eyes, but with a touch of caution, but since he was a person from the Heavenly Saint Palace, he naturally had arrogance that was rare for ordinary people, because it was the Heavenly Saint Palace.

Looking at Tianyu, feeling the sound of the wind around him, accompanied by the whispers below, Zi Han's eyes finally fell on Yun Beixin, and said coldly, "Run, the person who should run is you."

Swish!

Zi Han spoke again, the Frost Condensing Sword in his hand slashed horizontally, the cold current poured out, his eyes were also like long swords, staring at Yun Beixin, at this moment he could feel Yun Beixin's breath, he had already reached the third turn of the Spirit God, and there was a sense of danger on his body, that feeling was very familiar to him.

"Hmph, you've survived the Nine-Colored Thunder Tribulation, it's really amazing, but if I don't want you to go, you can't go."

Wow!

At this moment, the cyan brilliance around the man's body suddenly emerged, the cyan spiritual power continued to flow, the two converged in one place, and the breath of the three turns of the spirit god emerged, this moment was so terrifying, the terrifying coercion emerged, it seemed that at this moment he was not weaker than the person who turned the spirit around.

Everyone's eyebrows moved lightly, a little solemn, and their hearts were constantly speculating, one person was the genius of the three turns of the Spirit God of the Heavenly Saint Palace, and the other person was the Tianjiao who had survived the Nine-Colored Thunder Tribulation, if it was a battle at the same level, no one would be able to compete with the people who had survived the Nine-Colored Thunder Tribulation, and only the superior could suppress such a heavenly pride, but was the Spirit God Three Turns enough?

Zi Han felt such a terrifying aura, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer, and he didn't take out his sword, but looked at Yun Beixin, and said, "Heavenly Saint Palace, heh"

Well?

As soon as the words came out, everyone was a little puzzled, and Yun Beixin's brows moved slightly, and said, "Are you despising my name as a Heavenly Sage?"

"Heh" Zi Han chuckled, everyone was a little nervous in their hearts, the name of the Heavenly Saint Palace was like a heavenly city, who dared to have the slightest contempt, half a point of disrespect, but Zi Han couldn't help but chuckle, the next moment, looking at Yun Beixin, his words seemed so arrogant, and said, "What about it?"

"Presumptuous, dare to defy the name of the Heavenly Sage, you should be punished!"

"Do you think that the realm of the three turns of your spirit is enough? The number of people who die in my hands has surpassed the number of people in your hands."

Rumble!

At this moment, a palm print fell from the sky with the power of the sky, but at this moment, Zi Han looked at the palm print, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but flash a light smile, floating his hand, a sword rose in the sky, and when the palm print was crushed by the sword light, the endless cold light could not help but flow at this moment, which was so dazzling.

Bang!

Yun Beixin's hand moved, he looked feminine at this time, cyan spiritual power continued to emerge, and the next moment between the condensation of spiritual power, a cyan jade flute appeared in his hand, the jade flute was crystal clear, with strong spiritual power, and the frost condensing divine sword in Zi Han's hand was hard to shake together.

It was only an instant, accompanied by a sonorous sound, a little fireworks splashed down, and the purple cold long sword slashed down again, and the frost continued to flow, as if it was about to be frozen for thousands of miles, this scene made everyone look sideways, so cold to the bone, people couldn't help but shiver.

The moment the two wanted to bang, they couldn't help but fall backwards, and Yun Beixin's eyes flashed with a sense of caution, and the sound of a flute seemed to sound on the jade flute.

Wow!

In an instant, outside his body, there was a three-colored brilliance that suddenly emerged, and that kind of fluctuation was so familiar to Zi Han, at this time, between the spiritual power around Yun Beixin's hand, the power seemed to be unstoppable, and the strength of the three turns of the spirit god made people a little daunting.

"Falling Clouds"

Yun Beixin couldn't help but drink lowly, the brilliance of the surrounding body condensed at this time, and the jade flute moved lightly and fell to his lips, and instantly accompanied by the sound of the flute, the sound of the flute did not appear quiet, but accompanied by a sonorous meaning, and it was like a war drum beating with boundless battle might.

Looking at this scene, someone showed a trace of horror in his eyes, and exclaimed, "That's from the Heavenly Saint Palace, floating clouds!"

"What is the falling clouds?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"Floating clouds fall is a demigod martial art in the Heavenly Saint Palace, this kind of martial arts is divided into three falls, one falls to condense the sound, two falls to turn into soldiers, and three falls to gather gods, at this moment, the person of the Heavenly Saint Palace is a two-fall soldier, if he can cast the third fall, he can turn into a wisp of divine power from this heaven and earth into his body, so powerful and unstoppable at the same level, and even a battle beyond the level"

Listening to the narration, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and looked into the distance with some solemnity, looking at this scene, their hearts trembled, feeling the sound of the flute, Zi Han couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's a disgusting flute sound, it's too ugly."

Swish!

At this moment, Zi Han's sword suddenly rose, and between the frost condensation sword in his hand floating, a terrifying chill resurfaced, his eyes couldn't help but move, and a terrifying sword intent suddenly appeared at this moment.

"A sword rises from the wind and frost, and the floating sword seals thousands of miles"

Wow!

At this moment, the dark spiritual power appeared all over the sky, and the wind and frost condensed from the void, only the wind and frost in the sky moved in an instant, and the sound waves continued to flow and transform into soldiers, but the wind and frost flow was accompanied by a fine cracking sound.

In the next moment, there was a touch of horror in everyone's eyes, the sound wave was invisible, but it was raised by the ice in the endless wind and frost, and countless soldiers in the void, like ice carvings, looked so crystalline, the wind and frost not only went straight towards the jade flute.

Rumble!

At this time, looking at the wind and frost in the sky, Yun Beixin's eyes showed a look of surprise, and the next moment the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and his figure couldn't help but burst away, looking at Zi Han, his eyes showed a touch of horror, but looking at this scene, the long sword in Zi Han's hand was slashed by the sky.

Bang!

The solid ice in the void burst away in an instant at this time, accompanied by the slash of the purple cold long sword, the blades of the swords were facing each other, and countless ice chips burst towards Yun Beixin's heart like a sharp sword, and the crystal of the sky made everyone's hearts chill at this time, and they looked at the young man with awe in their eyes.

"This son is extraordinary, he can be called a kendo wizard, and he is worthy of being a person who has survived the nine-colored thunder tribulation" Looking at this scene at this moment, the old man who had spoken to Zi Han before, there was a look of surprise in his unfazed eyes, but his expression remained the same.

"What does the ancestor mean?" the woman asked with a puzzled expression.

The old man flicked his sleeves, stared at the young man, and said, "On the sword list, each sword has its own unique sword intent, if you want to understand the sword intent of a divine sword so deeply, even if it is a kendo genius, it will take ten years, but how old is he at this moment, although he hides his true face, but he is always less than twenty"

"Covering up the true face, this ......"

"You should know how much the gap between each level in the Spirit God Realm is, the more you get to the future, the bigger the gap is, maybe you don't know, that Yun Beixin is a person who has survived the three-color thunder tribulation, but he is still no match for the young man" The old man said with admiration in his eyes unconsciously, and then said, "This son is outstanding, and he actually has the wind of the Sword Emperor of Heaven and Earth back then."

The woman was surprised, looked at Tianyu, recalled the old man's words, her heart trembled, and she said incredibly, "Ancestor, how is this possible, how amazing and brilliant the Sword Emperor was back then, but he was named the Sword Emperor in a hundred years, although this son is amazing, but how can he compare with the Sword Emperor"

The old man looked at this scene, a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I still remember that more than three thousand years ago, when the Sword Emperor was in the Spirit God Realm, when he survived the Nine-Colored Thunder Tribulation, he almost fell, but in the past three thousand years, except for this son, I have not seen anyone who can compare with the Sword Emperor, and even the Six-Colored Thunder Tribulation is rare."

The old man spoke faintly, as if he was reminiscing about the past, and at this time he seemed to see the shadow of the Sword Emperor in Zi Han's body, which was so clear.

Rumble!

At this moment, the sound of the thunder above the sky suddenly trembled, and everyone looked sideways again, at this time, the eyes imprinted into everyone's eyes were full of ice chips, accompanied by the brilliance was so crystalline, the purple cold was fierce in the ice crystals, and the eyes looked into the distance, looking at Yun Beixin.

"Boy, do you know who I am, and you dare to hurt me"

At this moment, Yun Beixin was holding a jade flute, but there were drops of blood constantly dripping down, everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, that Yun Beixin was a young talent in the Heavenly Saint Palace, but at this moment, he was injured in Zi Han's hands at the time of the initial confrontation......

"Heh" When he heard the words at this moment, the corners of Zi Han's mouth couldn't help but sneer, his eyes looked at Yun Beixin, and said, "Is this important? I never care who he is, no matter who is behind him."

"Presumptuous"

At this moment, Yun Beixin couldn't help roaring, anger appeared on his handsome face, he looked at Zi Han coldly, and a touch of blood appeared in his pupils, and the killing intent at this time was so strong.

"I am the Heavenly Holy Palace, under the seat of the Holy Maiden, Yun Beixin!"

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