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~Date: ~09/21~

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Slowly, the momentum of the two fused together, black and white, and there was a little bit of the momentum of a clan-level powerhouse. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On Forgotten Sword Peak, the feather-clad monster who had always cared about it couldn't help but be stunned at this time, and glanced at the two of them with interest, but he didn't stop it.

Moreover, he also stopped killing the disciples of the Sword Worship Valley, but instead looked at Yan Jitian and the others who were staying aside and stirring up the calamity, ready to look at the excitement.

"Roll"

A low shout, like the sound of thunder in the nine heavens, fell into the ears of the four people, at this moment, Yan Jitian and the others, who originally thought they were at ease, felt an extremely strong murderous aura, and the word rolled in their ears, making their faces change greatly.

Originally, I thought that no matter how arrogant the feather-clad monster was, he wouldn't dare to offend the four major sects at the same time, but he didn't want him to still care at all, and he dared to drink such a word to them.

At this moment, the anger in the hearts of the four of them was really indescribable, and at the same time, a deep sense of humiliation sounded in their hearts, they had never been scolded so much when they were so big, and it was in front of the countless small sect disciples around them, which made them lose face.

The feather-clad monster raised his hand, looked at the four of them with a sneer, and said, "How about it, are you not convinced, and you want to do it with me, then good, don't blame the ancestor for my unkind today...... "I'm going to make a move."

Yan Jitian, Snake Lao, Mr. Lan Da, and Tianskull Old Devil's faces changed greatly, they glanced at each other, and finally left quickly, they didn't dare to confront this madman, even if it was the four of them working together, it might not be an opponent of Xuanzong, not to mention, even if they could win, it would definitely be a tragic victory, if it was the other party who was injured, they would be happy, but if it was themselves......

How dare they take this risk, so they have to leave in disgrace, but at this moment, the hatred of the four of them for this feather-clad monster in their hearts is far stronger than that of Baijian Valley: "Hmph, now we are not your opponents, we can only retreat, but dead old man, you wait, just wait for my senior brother to arrive, I want you to look good"

And the people of the other sects around them, seeing this scene, were all dumbfounded, this feather-clad monster, even the people of the four major sects dared to scold, this time I am afraid that they will be offended, although the strength of the feather-clad monster is high, but the two fists are difficult to defeat the four hands, not to mention the sect of the four, which one is not a behemoth, once the master of their sect rushes over, this feather-clad monster is afraid that it will not be good.

"But what's our business?"

Everyone retreated to a hundred miles away, quietly watching, originally saw Yan Jitian and the others still standing in place, a burst of envy, jealousy and hatred, but now, they feel very happy in their hearts, such a powerful sect also eats turtles like themselves, so there is nothing to lose some face, not to mention, now that these two parties are on the same page, such a big excitement, who is not excited, and even they hope that this trip to the water will be as muddy as possible, although now it seems that it is impossible to get a little benefit, and it may be good to watch a good show for free.

Anyway, as long as the eldest brother and the second brother don't die themselves, no matter how their big sects eat dogs, thinking of this, the many onlookers were even more excited, but on the surface, of course, they didn't dare to show it.

As soon as the four of Yan Jitian retreated, when they landed, there were only the two people left in the field, the Cold and Warm Hall and the Worship Sword Valley, although the feather-clad monster was arrogant, he seemed to be quite jealous of the Cold and Warm Palace, although he was a little dissatisfied, but in the end he still did not drive them away, but once again fell his eyes on the two people who were in the field with great momentum, Shen Baitian and Zhang Songyuan.

At this moment, the aura of these two people has stabilized, and a terrifying force emanates from them, Zhang Songyuan's black sword light and Shen Aotian's white sword light merge together, and for a while, ten thousand swords in the Sword Worship Valley rang out in unison, making a trembling sound, and in the sword pool, those long swords locked by huge iron chains all trembled one by one, causing the iron chains to "...... rattle", and in a moment, "boom" With a loud bang, those iron chains broke from it, and dozens of long swords in the sword pool suddenly flew up, flying towards this side, and then surrounded the two of them, constantly flying, making a crisp sound of swords.

Seeing this scene, many people outside the venue showed surprised eyes, and even the woman in Tsing Yi, who had been expressionless in the cold and warm hall, couldn't help but turn her head at this moment.

"Sword Pneumatic Nine Skies"

With a loud shout, suddenly, Shen Aotian and Zhang Songyuan opened their eyes together, and the intense essence light shot out a few feet away, and all the long swords were all in unison, and then suspended in front of the two of them.

At this moment, the two of them made the same move, clasped their arms with both hands, and pushed forward at the same time: "Jiuxiao Sword Qi, Disease"

Dozens of long swords, like dozens of meteors, suddenly attacked the feather-clad monster on the top of the Forgotten Sword Peak.

On the Forgotten Sword Peak.

Seeing this scene, the feather-clad monster smiled coldly and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, since you want to die, then fulfill you."

He put his hands in the void, dozens of clicks, and drew a strange beast picture, and then, with a light pat, a white horse-shaped monster suddenly jumped out of the void, as if it was his beast picture, the feathered monster smiled coldly, and waved his hand forward gently.

The horse-shaped monster suddenly neighed, and then its body suddenly became larger, and in an instant, it became dozens of feet tall, and then it was covered in white light, and its four hooves flew and collided towards the long sword that Shen Aotian and Zhang Songyuan manipulated and assassinated.

Outside the field, everyone stared at this scene for a moment, their mouths couldn't be opened, and they seemed to be scared stupid.

And the few people who were a little more knowledgeable seemed to think of something, frowned, and thought hard, but did not pay much attention to it.

But no matter who it is, they are all surprised, and at the same time, they are curious, the two masters of the Sword Valley join forces to fight against a lower Xuanzong, what will be the result?

Nobody knows.

Almost only in a thousandth of an instant, there was a loud bang, the white horse and the long sword suddenly collided in the void, and in the entire Sword Worship Valley, it seemed that a lightning bolt had been struck, and everyone's eyes were blank, and nothing could be seen.

The sound of "boom ......" continued to be heard like an explosion, and it lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

When the time passed, everyone's eyes finally reacted, and when they looked there again, they were all dumbfounded.

I saw that the entire Forgotten Sword Peak had been cut off a layer, and countless fragments of broken swords were everywhere, and two figures, like a kite with a broken string, spurted blood from their mouths, flew backwards, and were snatched up by two white-bearded old men.

Without thinking about it, everyone can guess who these two people are, except for Shen Aotian, the valley master of Sword Worship Valley, and Zhang Songyuan, the "Dead Sword Prince".

And looking at the top of the Forgotten Sword Peak, he saw that the feather-clad monster was unscathed, as if the scene just now had nothing to do with him at all, and everyone couldn't help but look at each other in horror.

The sect-level powerhouse is really terrifying, such a terrifying blow can't hurt him in the slightest.

Even the four people who had just retreated to the edge, Lei Zongyan Jitian, and the Demon God Gu Heavenly Skull Old Demon, were also cold in their hearts at the moment, glad that they had retreated early, otherwise, this feather-clad monster had such a terrifying combat power, even if the four of them were together, they would only end up drinking and hating.

Seeing Shen Aotian and Zhang Songyuan, who were unconscious and falling into the arms of the two Sword Worship Valley Elders, the feather-clothed monster glanced at Shen Aotian and Zhang Songyuan, and said coldly: "If you only have this ability, then I will destroy you today, all of them, even if you use them, I'm afraid that you will never have a chance again......"

The Elder of Sword Worship Valley, who was holding Shen Aotian, heard this, glared angrily at the feather-clad monster on the peak, and hissed: "Who are you, why did you come to me to worship Sword Valley to make trouble, I worship Sword Valley and ask myself, never go out of the Eastern Realm for half a step, and almost never make enemies with others, Your Excellency is so ruthless, aren't you afraid of attracting retribution?"

"Hahahaha...... Haha, retribution, who dares to repay me, who I want to kill, even the sky can't stop it, okay, don't you want to know who I am, I'll tell you, save you from being a vain ghost, remember, the ancestor's surname is Xin, live in Weiyu Mountain for a long time, thirty years ago, someone gave me No. 1 and said five feather guests, you went down to Huangquan, don't forget the name of my five feather guests Xin Jiu killing, if you want to take revenge, come "

After speaking, he raised his hand, and a huge light began to gather in his palm, and a four-legged unicorn beast faintly entangled with purple thunder and lightning appeared in his palm, growing stronger, and a huge coercion began to gather around, obviously, this blow will be earth-shattering and powerful.

These five feathers were killed nine times, obviously wanting to solve the people in the Sword Worship Valley in one fell swoop, and there would be no more troubles.

And at this moment, the disciples of the Sword Worship Valley, although there are not many casualties, only more than ten people, but the rest of the people, although they have no combat power, let alone fight with the five feathers Kexin Nine Kills, and the two strongest forces in the Sword Worship Valley, the half-step Xuanzong, the Lord of the Sword Worship Valley, Shen Aotian, and the quasi-sect-level powerhouse, the "Dead Sword Prince" Zhang Songyuan, are all unconscious at this moment, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead, and the rest of the people, although they also have a lot of Xuanshi-level strength, how can they be the opponents of a sect-level powerhouse.

Many Sword Worship Valley disciples closed their eyes and shed tears, but they did not flinch, the two Sword Worship Valley elders who were holding Shen Aotian, the master of Sword Worship Valley, and Zhang Songyuan, the Death Sword Prince, also knew that this time they were only afraid that they would be spared, so they held their heads high and said coldly: "If you want to kill, you will kill, if my Sword Valley disciples frown, they will not be heroes."

After saying that, they also closed their eyes in despair, they knew that at this time, unless a miracle happened, after tonight, Baijian Valley would really be removed from the eastern part of the Frost-Free Country, and from now on, there would be no such sect in the world.

At the moment when everyone thought that the end of the Sword Valley was coming, a loud shout suddenly sounded like thunder above the Nine Heavens: "Who dares to kill my disciple of the Sword Worship Valley, today, I want you to die?"

A loud noise came, in the back valley of Baijian Valley, on top of an unknown deep mountain, suddenly, as if a violent earthquake had occurred, boom, the gravel flew, a boulder was shaken into tens of millions of pieces, revealing a big hole, deep and endless, it seemed to hide the heaven and earth, endless sword light, suddenly rushed out of this hole, just in this sword light, a thin old man with long eyebrows to the ground, up and down, full of a finger thick dust, slowly, step by step out of the hole.

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