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The figure exploded and crashed into the cliff, Nan Qianjun's face had become a little pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

A strong man who has a half-step quenching bone, he is not an enemy at all.

If it weren't for the absolute talent, I'm afraid that if it were changed to the ordinary Quenching Bone Realm Six Heavens, there would be only one corpse left at this moment.

"You're Nan Qianjun?"

Above the river valley.

The voice of Donglihong burst out, resounding throughout the void.

Behind him, more than a dozen powerhouses of the Dongli tribe followed, their eyes staring at the Nanli genius leaning on the cliff like electricity.

The name of Qianjun.

Even Dongli has long heard of it.

It's just a pity that the six heavens are nothing more than this in front of Donglihong.

"Dongli Hong, so oppressive of juniors, could it be that your Dongli clan is doing this?"

Before the words of Donglihong dissipated in the river valley, a louder voice had already penetrated the sky, and the sound waved, and the cold pool water surface in the valley exploded, splashing several feet high.

Break through the water.

Nantian's figure did not stop at all, and went straight to the east of the river valley.

Behind.

One by one, the figures of the masters came out one after another.

"Nantian!"

"Kill, don't leave a single one!"

Dong Lihong's face changed suddenly, he didn't expect that Nan Liren was already ready here.

A big drink.

A group of Dongli masters also greeted him.

With a palm slapped on the cliff behind him, Nan Qianjun's figure suddenly stepped out of the air, and a few ups and downs had already fought with a master of the Dongli clan again.

"Hmph, your opponent is me!"

With a shot to pick up the long knife in front of Nan Qianjun, Nan Poshi shouted fiercely, Dongli people have a good calculation, and they actually want to play a game to attack the weak with the strong, and the cultivation of the Eight Heavens of the East Liyue Quenching Bone Realm, except for Nan Poshi, no one can stop it.

With Dongli Hong contained, Nantian can't take care of them at all, between the masters, a surprise will lose the whole game, and the competition between Dongli Hong and Nantian is not something they can interfere with.

This time, in addition to Dongli Hong, the people from the Dongli tribe were the chief warlord of the Dongli tribe, and the cultivation of the Eight Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm, his opponent was naturally Nan Poshi.

Among the rest.

There were only ten centurions except for one centurion.

The same is true for the Nanli tribe, originally with Nan Qianjun, they actually wanted one more centurion, but before that, Nantian asked him to send the younger generation back to the tribe, so there were only ten centurion-level masters.

Catch and kill.

For a while, the battle suddenly became stalemate.

In fact.

Similar to the Nanli tribe and the Dongli tribe, which are not even considered desolate tribes, there is no advanced martial arts at all.

The masters in the tribe, as long as the realm is comparable, it is difficult to distinguish the superior, which is also a common problem of many scattered tribes in the Great Wilderness.

In this case, once one of the tribes has a master or a large number of war equipment, it will naturally be able to arbitrarily annex another tribe.

If it was in the past, Dongli and Nanli naturally did not have such a way.

The appearance of Nan Qianjun changed this situation slightly, at the age of eighteen, the Bone Quenching Sixfold Heaven was comparable to the combat power of the Seventh Heaven, once he was promoted to the Great Perfection of the Quenching Bone Realm, Dongli was probably no one of his opponents.

But Dong Lihong shot extremely hard.

With the previous blow, Nan Qianjun had already suffered a lot of internal injuries, and at this moment, he could only exert nearly six or seven times of combat power, and the centurion of the Dongli tribe who was the enemy of him was actually not high, and if the strength of the six heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm just now was ordinary, it would be extremely easy for Nan Qianjun to cut this person under the knife, but at this moment, he could only fight with the other party for dozens of moves and was still helpless.

"Hahaha!

It's just that Nan Qianjun's fame is too great.

In less than twenty years, he has already stepped into the six heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm, whether it is the Dongli tribe or the Nanli tribe, this is a rare genius in hundreds of years.

Before the fight, this person even had a little weakness in his heart and actually ran into Nan Qianjun, but after fighting dozens of moves, the other party's cultivation seemed to be half a point worse than his own.

He naturally knew that Nan Qianjun had suffered a lot of internal injuries before.

The laughter erupted in a harsh voice.

Nan Poshi, who was a few feet away, heard this, and the corner of his eye couldn't help but sweep Nan Qianjun's face, which was faintly getting a little paler.

The hundred refining steel spear in his hand swept away and forced Dongli Yue to retreat a few steps, and when he was about to bully himself, the sword light on his side flashed, and Dongli Yue had already attacked again.

"Hahaha, Nan Poshi, don't forget, I'm your opponent. ”

How could he not guess Nan Poshi's thoughts, Nan Qianjun couldn't support it for long, once Nan Qianjun was exhausted, it would be the time for Nan to retreat.

Boom!

Really.

As the opponent's moves became more and more aggressive, the desolate force that forcibly urged the body had completely caused the injuries in the body, coupled with the hidden dangers left by Nan Meng's combing of the bone veins before, it was a long run of two rounds.

The absurdity continued, and with a bang, the whole person was slapped out by the other party.

Ahem~Ahem!

After coughing a few times, a mouthful of blood spat out, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

"Not good!"

"Qianjun!"

"Vertical Zier dare!"

The white light flashed away.

The long knife in the hand of the centurion of the Dongli clan has broken through the air and taken directly to Nan Qianjun's chest, this blow, with Nan Qianjun's current state, it is absolutely unstoppable.

Nan Li couldn't help but show a trace of extreme horror on his face.

Could it be that the peerless genius of their Nanli tribe would have fallen here!!

"Hahaha~Hahaha!Nan Qianjun, today is your death!"

On the occasion of the fire fan.

Just as Dongli was roaring wantonly, Nan Qianjun had slowly closed his eyes. He knew that he couldn't dodge this blow.

It's just a pity that he can't see the day when Nanli becomes a wasteland.

Canthus.

A hint of warmth instantly moistens the eyes.

"Ah~ah!"

Not far away, Nan Poshi's whole person suddenly became extremely manic, but no matter how the Hundred Refining Cold Spear in his hand swung it, Dongli Yue would stubbornly block him within three zhang and it would be difficult to surpass half a step.

A terrifying light shot out of his eyes.

"East away from Vietnam, I will leave south and you will never die!"

"Joke, do you think I'm afraid of you? Without Nan Qianjun, you Nan Li is nothing more than that. ”

While!

The long knives and cold spears in the hands of the two were intertwined again.

Not far away.

At the moment when the sword light was about to pierce into his chest, Nan Qianjun had even felt the chill in the knife, but in his ears, a familiar voice exploded.

Nan Qianjun suddenly opened his eyes suddenly.

In the afterglow.

An astonishing aura exploded through the water and swept towards the eastbound centurion in front of him.

Burst!

Without warning, not even a trace of resistance, the man was completely pierced by that aura, and before he died, there was even a trace of extreme excitement in his eyes.

Not bad.

He was really excited.

He couldn't help but be excited to be able to personally kill Nan Qianjun, the most outstanding genius of the Nanli clan for hundreds of years.

It's just that this stab is out, and he can't take it back.

As the figure of the centurion of the Dongli clan slowly fell, a gray figure had already broken through the water and landed on Nan Qianjun's side.

That face.

is a few points younger than Nan Qianjun.