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Alchemist's Guild. Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu's eyes were flat. Knowing the sea. The spiritual droplets, which had gathered into eight drops, spread rapidly. formed a huge spiritual power covering a radius of several miles. Careful probing and searching. I hope I can get the Imperial Sword aura that I started to feel.

However. Since noon. That breath was short-lived. It's like a mud cow entering the sea. No matter how hard Xiao Yu feels. It is also impossible to capture it.

"This kind of domineering atmosphere. It must be the Emperor's Pole Sword. And the Yan family sealed this breath. Could it be that there is something that cannot be planned? ”

Xiao Yu's expression was solemn. Keep thinking. However. Followed by. His brow furrowed slightly. But he jumped up suddenly. Forthwith. The whole person's face changed. Quickly jumped out of bed. Push open the door. Xiao Yu's face was gloomy as water. He cursed in his heart: "These guys. I can't hold my breath so quickly. ”

Xiao Yu was able to resist the temptation brought by the Imperial Sword. But it doesn't mean that the rest of the people in Yan City can endure it. The breath that has been passed down for thousands of years. It's really old and vast. Ethereal. And. The coercion it exudes is very powerful. Unparalleled. Whether it's satisfying the curiosity of the heart. I still have the idea of fishing in troubled waters. Some people. It was already night. Go towards the forbidden land of the Yan family.

All the rage. The Supreme Elder in the Wanhua Gate in Yancheng. A body of cultivation. It has reached the seven-star martial spirit. Even compared to the flames. Cheng Ruinian and his ilk. It's not a little weaker. As a matter of fact. If it weren't for the backbone of Wanhuamen, it would be too weak. With the strength of the thunderbolt. Definitely can be the height of the Wanhua Gate. Raised to an equal level with forces such as the Alchemist Guild.

The smell of the midday. With the strength of the air wind. Naturally, you can feel it. And. Compared to those Xuan Qi cultivators who are weaker. Feng Xingkong's sense of that breath. It's even more intense. That thing. It can't be a mysterious beast. Ten has ** is a Xuan soldier who is at least the peak of the fifth order.

The pinnacle of the fifth order. And the Xuan soldiers who were sealed up.

Just let yourself get this sword. The entire Yan City. Martial Sect below. There will be no opponents of their own. At that time. Wanhuamen, where you are. The fish will leap over the dragon gate. Became the top force in Yan City. And their own strength. will also stand at the pinnacle of Yancheng.

Nothing else. It's just because of the fifth-order Xuan Soldier that he thinks in his heart.

Sixth-Order Xuan Soldier. It is for the use of ordinary warriors. Then the Xuan Bing at the peak of the fifth order. It is for those who have entered the half-step martial king. Or it is used by a strong person at the level of a quasi-martial king. Even some ordinary martial arts powerhouses. None of them are qualified to have any.

It can be seen that the preciousness of the fifth-order peak Xuan Soldier. And with his character. Now that you know it, there may be a fifth-order Xuan soldier who is sealed in the forbidden land of the Yan family. And how can you not give it a try.

Now. The wind is empty and the expression is fanatical. Dressed in black, his figure was completely enveloped. It's like black lightning strikingly across the night sky. In a blink of an eye. It is hundreds of meters long. It's like a vigorous geese. Leave no trace.

"The geese have passed without a trace. Green Elite Rank Body Technique. It is known for its unpredictable lightning changes. It's compared to some green-level legendary-level body techniques. Don't let it go. Elder Wind. I said it. But right. ”

The figure of the wind rushing through the sky. It came to an abrupt end in the next moment. A pair of eagle eyes that were hidden in the night. It was also unbelievably raised. Shot straight at the old man sweeping the floor in front of the forbidden ground of the Yan family. In the eyes. Full of ** killing intent.

"You know me. ”

Feng Xingkong's expression was solemn. Asked word by word. Every word. are all mixed with the majestic aura of thunder. It's like falling rocks one by one. Slammed it at the old man who swept the floor. The right hand of the wind and thunder. I don't leave a trace and touch the back waist. Over there. There is a fourth-order Xuan soldier who he relied on to become famous.

The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills. Thousands of miles away without staying.

Flying in the sky and catching the moon dagger. A fourth-order high-level Xuan soldier. Above its edge. I don't know how much blood of the strong was left behind. A fourth-order high-level dagger. and with his green-level elite-level body technique. The strength of the thunderbolt. Not to be underestimated.

Even. Once a five-star martial spirit. In the case of inattention. were all succeeded by a sneak attack by thunder. His head was cut off by the Flying Moon Dagger in his hand.

Feel the coldness at your fingertips. The uneasiness in the wind and hollow has also subsided a lot. As long as this old man's strength. It's not the legendary half-step martial sect or quasi-martial sect level. Even if you can't beat it. He can also rely on his own body to retreat.

As long as you live. There's always a chance to get your hands on that fifth-order peak sword weapon.

Let alone. This old man sweeping the floor in front of the entrance of the forbidden land of the Yan family. How. It's not like a terrifying powerhouse with a peerless cultivation. As for his ability to recognize his own body technique and his true face. Wind runs hollow and doesn't care. After all. The method of the goose without a trace that he has is not unknown. You can tell with a few clues. It's not a great skill.

I would be frightened by such an old sweeping man. It's a bit of a shame.

Come to think of it. On the face of the wind. There was a hint of sarcasm. Looking into the eyes of the sweeping old man. The color of disdain flickered. Emerge: "Your Excellency. Do you think that with the identity of a sweeper? You can stop me from going and seeing. ”

"Don't think that the people of the Yan family will be able to come soon. This place is far from Yan's home. But it's not close. The time of a stick of incense. They won't always be able to make it. And the time of a stick of incense. I could have already taken out the treasure inside. When the time comes. Look at the Flame City. Who can stop me? Feng Xingkong laughed wildly. A black mask falls without wind. A rugged face is revealed.

Truly. The forbidden land of the Yan family is not in the Yan family's headquarters. Instead, it came from outside the Flame City. In a group of ruined barren mountains. If you don't search carefully. It's really hard to find. And the wind is empty. is also relying on his own extraordinary strength. It took a lot of effort to find it.

"Huh. Elder Wind. Having said that. It's just trying to get me out of the way......"

The old man sweeping the floor was not in a hurry or slow. Step by step, the broom is returned to its place. Forthwith. A pair of crystal clear pupils. Instantly shined. A fierce and domineering aura. It was as if the Thunder Dragon was in the air. The beasts roared. Swept up in an instant. Sweep everything around. Smash.

Now. In front of the old man who swept the floor. There is no trace of dust. The table is white. Leave no dust.

And until this moment. The sweeping old man just looked up and glanced at Lei Xingkong. laughed wildly: "But." But I want to take your Elder Wind's blood. Stay on clean ground. Could it be that my Yan family has been silent for many years. Do you think that there is no one in my Yan family? ”

Reach out and make a move. The broom that he had placed aside cracked through it. A brilliant brilliance. Instantly rose from it. Held in the hands of the old sweeping man. Hold the flowing sword tightly. The voice of the sweeping old man was eerie. Among them, the killing intent of **. Fill the world in an instant:

"It's all the rage. Are you ready to die? ”

The old sweeping man stood up. In a flash. His body was slightly rickety. Straight in an instant. Like an indestructible unsheathed sword. And the Xuan Qi in him. It's also like rolling waves. Spread out. Even the heavens and the earth changed color.

An old sweeper. There is even such a profound Xuanqi cultivation.

The wind and clouds do not move. Gale blew. Now. It's bleak.

"You want to kill me. You're not qualified enough. Just by your words. Wait until I take out the secret treasure in the forbidden land. will set foot on your Yan family. So far. You...... It is the eternal sinner of your Yan family. ”

Feng Xingkong smiled coldly. The body is like a wild goose. Fluttering. Strange shape. It's unpredictable. Now. The flying moon dagger in his hand. It seems to have turned into sharp teeth and poisonous fangs that kill people. In the night sky. A ripple of horror pierced the heart. It shot straight at the neck of the old man who was sweeping the floor.

"Aurora Triple Kill Stabbing. ”

I screamed in my heart. The terrifying ripples of the dagger that flew through the sky. Suddenly it was divided into three. And the strength of these three Xuan Qi ripples. But it hasn't diminished in any way. Three terrorist attacks of equal intensity. respectively towards the neck of the old man who swept the floor. Chest. The forehead is divided and gone. The strong wind that it brought up. It's chilling.

However. To the shock of the wind. The Aurora triple kill stab with full of confidence. He didn't hit his opponent. The old sweeper was in his sight. It's like air. Suddenly gone.

What kind of body technique is this? A small Yan family. How could there be such a body?

However. Right now. But a sudden alarm arose in his heart. A streak of blood. But there is no inconspicuous sword qi. Burst from behind him. Where the sword qi passed. The void cracks. The air is boiling. In a blink of an eye. It's already close to the sky.

The old sweeper. I don't know when I broke through to my back.

"That's the means alone. They want to kill me. Wish for the moon. ”

Feng Xingkong sneered. The body shape is one to two. The main body narrowly avoided the sword qi that burst out. And the afterimage that was conjured up because it was too fast. was disemboweled. Turned into a little streamer. Disappear into the night sky.

The goose passes without a trace. The golden goose sheds its shell.

On the face of the wind. A mocking smile flickered. However. A moment later. His sarcastic smile. It was instantly replaced by a look of horror. That blood-drenched terrifying sword aura. After piercing the afterimage of his own conjure. But it hasn't gone away. Directly turned into a rain of blood. Overwhelmingly struck at him. Just for an instant. and drowned the thin figure that was in the air......

A drop of blood...... Slowly spilling from the void. Forthwith. There is a second drop. The third drop. Countless bright reds. Mixed with fine minced meat. It's like a splash in the sky. Sprinkled down. And the figure that is in the air. But it has long since disappeared.

The old man who swept the floor sighed slightly. I was about to return. But his face changed suddenly. The momentum of the whole body instantly condensed to the peak. His eyes were like sharp swords. Staring at the darkness ahead. Now. Over there. A voice came out slowly:

"I didn't expect the ancestor of the Yan family who dominated the world back then. At the beginning, with the strength of the seven-star martial spirit. With the rain of green-level peerless mystical skills, he leapfrogged and killed a half-step martial arts powerhouse. It's going to be here. Become a sweeper...... Flame falling flowers. What the hell are you hiding? ”

When the mysterious figure called out the name of the Flame Falling Flower. The look of the sweeping old man. Instantly condensed. A dangerous divine light lurked in it. Killing intent. Boiling in an instant.