Chapter 200: Big Strokes!

"That kid, is his name Nan Jiangli?" Nan Hong, who was standing in the distance, looked at the figure of the old man who was angry and furious, and then the corners of his mouth were the three words that he spit out of his mouth, and chewed it gently.

The self-proclaimed name that the young man just shouted was Qin Dan, why did he have to stubbornly call him Nanjiangli in the innermost part of this old man?

Nan Hong secretly said suspiciously in his heart, but no matter what the young man's name was, this time, it was firmly imprinted in his heart.

"I didn't even make a move, I just killed a great martial artist realm, tsk, that kid, it's really powerful" Nan Hong's heart was amazed. The scene that was staged in front of him just now, although he was a little foggy when he saw it, but the fact of killing the Great Martial Artist Realm was in front of him, but he couldn't believe it.

The young man, from beginning to end, didn't even have his hands, and no martial arts were used, just seemingly casually made a round of space threads, which almost instantly restrained the latter, of course, the white-haired figure later, it was already dodging, but it was drilled back, although he also felt a little foggy when he saw it, but in his heart, there was no doubt that this scene was also a little more jealous of the young man's means in his heart.

Just imagine, if it weren't for the white-haired figure who just shot, but him, I'm afraid the ending wouldn't be the slightest different

"That kind of trick, if it is really a martial art, unless I fully comprehend the Divine Sword Technique, otherwise, it is impossible to face it" The corners of Nanhong's mouth lifted helplessly, and he smiled bitterly.

In the face of that trick that is almost no backhand power and no trace to be found, he really has no way to crack it!

"Elder Cheyue, are we going to chase that kid?!" Waiting for the old man holding half of the corpse to calm down, a figure suspended behind him stepped forward and asked cautiously.

"Where are you going to chase!?"

The old man's eyes widened angrily, and he asked as he looked at the figure behind him.

"Cough this" The words froze, and the figure hurriedly shut up, that one disappeared out of thin air, how are they going to chase it!?

"Hmph, Nan Jiangli, do you really think that my Illusion God Temple, I'm afraid that you will not be a stinky boy who has not dried up!?" The old man's eyes were cloudy, and he snorted coldly, and with the cold snort at the corner of his mouth, a layer of moon-white ice gas permeated out of his hands, and in an instant, the half of the corpse he was holding in his hand was completely solidified into ice, emitting a layer of mist, and sealed it.

"Give the branch hall an order, and summon all the disciples who have reached the realm of the Great Martial Artist to me, I don't believe it, he can really leave this dry sea desert safely!"

The old man snorted coldly and said coldly.

"Yes!"

The disciple behind him suddenly bowed down to receive the order, and the next moment, his figure suddenly shot out, shooting towards the periphery of the Dry Sea Desert.

Looking at the figure with a squint, it turned into a black dot in an instant, and disappeared into the sky, the old man's eyes turned around, but he quietly looked at Nanhong who was watching the excitement on the side.

"Your Excellency is young, and his skills are so profound, even the old man is amazed, the Burning Sword Pavilion is really blessed..."The old man looked at Nan Hong, and after looking up and down, his eyes froze for a long time on the fiery red sword shadow embroidered on the latter's chest, and said.

And the meaning in his words, although all of them are praise, but the hint of meaning that flashed in his eyes is clear, but there is not much kindness...

Shenzhao Prefecture, to put it bluntly, is still the home of their Illusory God Temple, this home place, by outsiders to come to get a piece of the pie, how can he be happy.

"Hehe, the predecessors are too famous, and the disciples of the Illusory God Temple are heroic. It's the example we need to learn from!" Nan Hong chuckled and shook his head, as if he didn't see the coldness in the old man's eyes, and after glancing at the several figures standing behind him, he smiled modestly.

Those several figures, all of them have reached the ranks of the Great Martial Artist Realm, but the momentum contained in each of them is a little worse than him, and anyone with a discerning eye can see this. And when he said this, it was just a polite remark.

However, listening to his politeness, it fell on the old man's eyes, but it undoubtedly became the most harsh sarcasm, and his already unsightly face became even more gloomy.

"Hmph, it's better for us to learn from the Burning Sword Pavilion, watching the tiger fight across the mountain, seeing death and not saving it, this trick, Burning Sword Pavilion, but it's very specialized!"

The old man's eyes were gloomy, and he said with a sneer.

"Hehe, after all, today may really be the help of the Illusory God Temple who escaped the catastrophe, this is a thank you, go back and talk carefully to the elders in the pavilion!" Listening to the old man's sarcastic words, Nan Hong's face did not show any anger, and he smiled instead.

If it weren't for the white-haired figure intervening, maybe he would have planted it today! So from another point of view, he really should be thankful.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves angrily, and then threw the corpse in his hand on his back like that, and the moon-white light flashed lightly, shooting in the direction where he came!

Immediately after, the several figures also looked at him with great hostility a few times before leaving in groups!

"Hehe, just this little belly, the Illusory God Temple, that's just that, that kid, it seems, it's quite a bad deal with this Phantom God Temple, tsk, if you have a chance, you can make friends with that person."

Nanhong looked at the distant figures, his eyelids drooped, but the corners of his mouth turned to whisper.

"Nan Jiangli is yes, oh no, you claim to be Qin Dan, this name, it seems that you want to inform the people in the pavilion" Nan Hong said. Then the figure turned, and a fiery red sword shadow quietly appeared under its feet, exuding a scorching sword aura, and it shot towards the center of the desert in an instant!

Although that person's current strength seems to have multiple shackles, and in the face of the Great Martial Artist Realm, he is also at the point of escaping, but that kind of young strong man, he knows very well that the best way to deal with it is not to provoke, but to make friends.

"I can't say, in the future, this Shenzhao State, that kid will be the only one" had already shot at Nanhong in the distance, and suddenly fell this joke, saying.

But even he didn't expect any jokes, and they were scattered in the wind, but they were quite far away. Gently floated away

It was still a place of turmoil just now, and it calmed down in an instant, and after all the figures in the sky were dispersed, behind the sand dunes, a slender figure also quietly emerged from the sand!

"Huh, it's terrifying, all of them are the same strong people as the second uncle, when did they gather here? Could it be that they all came for the Holy Fire!?"

The girl's shadow emerged from the sand, and on that delicate cheek, a trace of horror slowly fell, and then said to herself.

"If it's true, I can't let the second uncle come out again, it doesn't matter if that kid is a wolf rider or not, the most important thing now is to protect the holy fire!"

And when he said this, when he mentioned that kid, the jealousy in his eyes was also particularly strong, and he didn't let the person behind him target the latter, I don't know if it was really for the so-called holy fire, or in his subconscious, even if it was that one, he was not the kid's opponent

Not long after the girl left, behind the sand where she was originally standing, in the space, a crimson spiral thread appeared strangely, and then one of the pitch-black figures also quietly landed, and the figure staggered for a moment before it stopped.

The hat above the figure's head was lifted, and his right hand firmly covered his right eye, and between his fingers, a wisp of scarlet blood flowed out of it

"Huh" Qin Dan endured the pain of pins and needles in his eyes, and after exhaling a breath of turbidity, his left eye forcibly opened, revealing a pitch-black eyeball, looking at the distant shadow, and then the corners of his mouth were quietly pursed.

"If it weren't for the transfer of Shenwei behind you, I wouldn't have noticed that there is still such a tail as you, the Holy Fire, is it Tiangan Shayan?"

Qin Dan said softly, and with that, a layer of thunder and lightning flashed under his feet, and the electric light and polar shadow unfolded, and his body instantly turned into a black line, shooting after the girl!

"Tiangan Shayan, is it in the hands of the Hidden Sand Clan?" A low question came coldly, and Qin Dan said secretly. The speed under his feet has accelerated a lot...

With Tiangan Shayan, he can face the big money that the Illusory God Temple is about to prepare for him...

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