"Meet the Patriarch.? Huo Ran Wen ???? ．”

Around, the clansmen of the ancient clan of Zhenjiao knelt down in a large area, and in the sacred rites of worship, they bowed to the ground with their hands on the ground, reverently and respectfully, and bowed to the two who came forward.

Even all the demi-saints present immediately clasped their hands into fists and bowed in salute.

The saints travel, and all beings greet them.

It is not only the holy power of the saint who can suppress the monks of the world to kneel, but more importantly, the knowledge, status and strength of the saint itself are worthy of learning, chasing and awe by everyone.

The sixty-four holy aura aura on the body of the ancient patriarch of the Zhenjiao clan surrounded the heavens and the earth, like a true god, standing in front of everyone.

Those majestic eyes, staring at Shi Ren and Wang Jie respectively, snorted coldly.

Immediately, the patriarch of the Ancient Clan of the Prison Suppression said in a deep voice: "The undead blood clan lurking in the Hades Sword Shrine is a very important matter, which is enough to subvert the entire Hades Sword Shrine. Wouldn't the two of you die laughing if you don't find out the truth together, but you fight among yourself and let those who lurk see it?"

"The child knows his mistake, and asks his father to punish him. ”

"Shi Ren knows his mistake, please punish the patriarch. ”

Wang Jie and Shi Ren knelt on one knee at the same time, and their attitude of admitting their mistakes was still very positive.

The gaze of the ancient patriarch of the Zhen clan stared at Wang Jie, his eyes became more severe, and he scolded: "Wang Jie, do you know who the senior who offended just now?"

You must know that the patriarch of the Ancient Clan of Zhenjiao loves Wang Jie very much, after all, among all the heirs, Wang Jie has the highest talent and the most promising to impact the Holy Realm.

Therefore, in normal times, the patriarch of the ancient clan of Zhenjiao generally calls him "Jie'er" or "Liu'er".

Just now, he called him by his name, which shows that the patriarch of the Ancient Clan of Zhenjiao is probably really angry.

Wang Jie's back was completely soaked with cold sweat, and he said, "Child...... I don't know ......."

Seeing Wang Jie's weak appearance, the patriarch of the Ancient Clan shook his head slightly, and said, "This is the Flying Feather Sword Saint, the sword-wielder of the Heavenly Sword, who has not immediately apologized to his predecessor and admitted his mistakes, and begged her to forgive you for your recklessness." ”

When Wang Jie heard the words of the patriarch of the Ancient Clan of Zhenjiao, he immediately understood, looked in the direction of the Flying Feather Sword Saint, and said, "It was an unintentional mistake of the junior just now, not an intentional offense, I beg the Flying Feather Sword Saint senior to forgive." ”

Zhang Ruochen stood aside, watching coldly, but he said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, he is still the patriarch's own son." ”

As long as you have a little eyesight, you must be able to see that the patriarch of the ancient clan of Zhenjiao seems to be very strict, but he is protecting Wang Jie everywhere.

In the cultivation world, if you offend a sword saint, even if you are a half-saint, you will not be able to escape death.

However, the first sentence of the patriarch of the Ancient Clan of the Prison Clan was to point out that Wang Jie and Shi Ren were fighting among themselves, and they would be laughed at by the lurkers of the Undead Blood Clan.

Immediately afterwards, he took the first step to remind Wang Jie that the Flying Feather Sword Saint was a senior, and everything was your recklessness, so he collided with her.

In this way, Wang Jie went to apologize to the Flying Feather Sword Saint again, how could the Flying Feather Sword Saint continue to investigate?

If you continue to investigate, you will be unforgiving, you will bully the small with the big, and you will be narrow-minded, even if the Flying Feather Sword Saint has not yet spoken, Zhang Ruochen knows that the turmoil just now has been completely resolved.

Zhang Ruochen thought that he had guessed the next development, but he still underestimated the Flying Feather Sword Saint.

The Flying Feather Sword Saint didn't look at Wang Jie who was kneeling on the ground at all, and he didn't say if he would forgive him, but stared at Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng.

The two eyes, like two stars in the darkness, radiate a bright holy light.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen only felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, unable to move up and down his body, unable to breathe in his mouth, nose, and pores, and the meridians of his body were also sealed. Even the holy qi in the sea of qi and meridians seemed to be completely condensed.

"It's just a glance, how can it be so strong?"

Zhang Ruochen clenched his teeth and stimulated the Five Elements Chaos Body, wanting to forcibly break through the suppression of the Flying Feather Sword Saint.

has reached the realm of semi-saints, but he can't control his body, which is really a thing that makes Zhang Ruochen feel quite uncomfortable.

You must break free and regain control of your body.

Xiang Zhengfeng was also suppressed by the gaze of the Flying Feather Sword Saint, and the holy qi in his whole body could not function, and he fell directly from mid-air, with a bang, and fell to the ground.

The tall figure of the Flying Feather Sword Saint shook slightly.

From her body, two slender figures flew out, exactly the same as her figure, as if they were divided into three.

"Shh ”

Two black shadows, like ghosts, emitted an icy cold air, rushing towards Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng respectively, rolling up two fierce hurricanes.

It was a condensed figure of two holy qi flying out of her body.

"Break it for me. ”

Zhang Ruochen propped up his hands, and 100,000 pores all over his body poured out of colorful brilliance, shaking the surrounding space slightly, and it was actually suppressed by the eyes of the Flying Feather Sword Saint.

However, he didn't have time to retreat, and immediately saw a slender shadow rushing towards him.

So, Zhang Ruochen immediately mobilized the holy qi, condensed the power of the palm, and played a trick like a dragon elephant.

The palm of the dragon elephant is like a palm, Zhang Ruochen doesn't know that he has played many times, naturally he is quite skillful, and the speed of the shot is also as fast as a streamer.

It's just that Zhang Ruochen's palm is just gathering momentum and has not yet been shot......

The two fingers of the slender shadow actually grabbed his wrist first.

The other party's fingers twisted, and there was an immediate "click" sound, which directly broke Zhang Ruochen's arm bones.

"Good...... Hurry up ......"

Zhang Ruochen endured the pain in his arm, and immediately mobilized his sword intent, wanting to control the monstrous sword, and attacked again.

However, Zhang Ruochen's sword intent had just emanated.

"Bang. ”

The palm of the figure was already imprinted on Zhang Ruochen's chest, beating his body upwards and flying upwards.

Almost all the ribs in the chest were cracked, and they almost broke.

With a snort, Zhang Ruochen's internal organs were hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth. If it weren't for his strong mental power, I'm afraid he would have fainted to death.

The slender shadow obviously didn't let go of Zhang Ruochen, and continued to shoot, becoming faster, changing thirty-six directions in a row, and also hitting thirty-six palms in a row, which landed on all bones in Zhang Ruochen's body.

In mid-air, in addition to Zhang Ruochen, who was thrown up, there were thirty-six graceful figures, showing a variety of different palm postures, as if they were thirty-six masters, besieging Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

The next moment, those figures disappeared like lightning and flew back into the body of the Flying Feather Demi-Saint.

With a bang, Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground, blood kept spitting out from his mouth, and all the bones in his body were broken, and he couldn't lift up a trace of strength.

Xiang Zhengfeng was not much better than Zhang Ruochen, and he fell to the ground softly, his mouth was full of blood, and he had passed out.

Everything that happened just now only happened in a moment of lightning.

Except for the half-saint-level figures, who could barely see some shadows, the other monks didn't even know what was going on?

For example, Li Min was very curious, why Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng were suddenly seriously injured and fell to the ground?

All the demi-saints present gasped and felt a little chill in their vests.

The cultivation of the Sword Saint was really terrifying, just the two holy qi that were separated beat the two sword bearers to the ground.

Such a means is really unpredictable and mysterious.

The Flying Feather Sword Saint said lightly: "Just now, this saint has broken the bones of their whole bodies, and after checking it, neither of them is an undead blood clan. ”

"In this way, one of the two of them should have a cooperative relationship with the undead blood clan. The eyes of the patriarch of the ancient clan of Zhenjiao were fixed on Zhang Ruochen's body.

There is no doubt that Zhang Ruochen is the most suspicious.

Because Zhang Ruochen is a court felony ordered by the empress herself, if you want to live, you must find a backer.

In today's Kunlun realm, there are only a handful of forces that dare to oppose the imperial court, and it just so happens that the undead blood clan is one of them.

Zhang Ruochen's collusion with the undead blood clan with the intention of releasing the Hades King is completely reasonable and can be explained.

The voice of the Flying Feather Sword Saint was quite cold, but it was extremely pleasant, and said: "I can't rule out the suspicion of Xiang Zhengfeng, before the truth is found, Zhang Ruochen will be taken care of by me...... Huh......"

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen, who had been severely injured and had cracks in his bones all over his body, slowly got up from the ground with his own strength.

You must know that Xiang Zhengfeng, who was bombarded by the Flying Feather Sword Saint and cultivated to several levels higher than Zhang Ruochen, had already fainted.

"It's worthy of the Five Elements Chaos Body, and it can still stand up. ”

The figure of the Flying Feather Sword Saint turned into a cool breeze, with a faint fragrance, appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen, and his fingers turned into phantoms, snatching the monstrous sword away.

Then, her sleeves rolled up, forming a swirling flow of holy qi, rolling Zhang Ruochen up and leaving the place.

Until the Flying Feather Sword Saint left, he didn't look at Wang Jie.

Wang Jie was still kneeling on the ground, and he really didn't know whether he should stand up or not?

After all, the combat power that the Flying Feather Sword Saint showed just now was really a bit terrifying. Moreover, she was too ruthless, knocking both sword-wielders to the ground.

At this moment, Wang Jie regretted it a lot, how could he provoke her?

The patriarch of the Ancient Clan of Zhenjiao also frowned slightly, glanced at Wang Jie, and didn't mean to let him stand up, but just took Xiang Zhengfeng, who was unconscious on the ground, and turned around and left. (To be continued.) )