Between the roar and agitation, the smashed fist was separated by the golden spirit cover that suddenly appeared on the purple-robed youth's body, and the astonishing shock wave that erupted under the impact was suddenly blown away, with an unstoppable momentum, sweeping the trees along the way, and from a distance, the purple-robed young man looked at Chang'an with a cruel smile like a bronze monk in the transparent golden dragon bell. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chang An didn't say a word, he bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of blood mist, and under the frantic operation of the dantian Linghai, he swung several punches in a row, and smashed through the blood mist towards the purple-robed young man.

I saw that the clear sky and blue sky suddenly descended several blood-colored giant fists, with each swing of Chang'an's fist, the spiritual power was frantically injected and smashed down, the blood-colored fist was like hail, and every time it smashed on the purple-robed young man's spiritual cover, a deafening roar erupted.

The sound shook all over the sky, and the shock wave that diffused, blowing the hair of the onlookers danced wildly, and the placket also made a beating sound, with the purple-robed young man as the center, within a radius of ten meters, there were even collapsed ghost cracks.

"Broken... Break... Break... Break the ..... for me" Chang'an's eyes showed hideous hatred, and he shook his fist wildly, and the blood-colored fist kept falling, which made the earth shake slightly and shake.

Dozens of punches fell, the cruel smile on the face of the purple-robed young man suddenly froze, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, with a look of surprise, he looked up, and at the same time, the spirit cover that was constantly smashed down by Chang'an's blood-colored fist suddenly cracked one after another, and the moment this crack appeared, it spread to the entire spirit cover at a very fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, the spirit cover of the purple-robed young man actually shattered under a crisp sound.

Xiao Qi, Lin Yucheng, Lin Jiaxin and others who were onlookers, looked at this scene with shocked faces, and their hearts were even more shocked, they didn't expect that Chang'an would become so strong, and it was stronger than they imagined.

For the first time, a solemn look appeared on the face of the purple-robed young man, but as soon as this solemnity emerged, his face was instantly filled with arrogant laughter, and the smile was excited and ecstatic, which made the purple-robed young man's excited face turn red for a while, and a group of people from the Xuanxiao Sect looked at each other at this time, and they all saw the strangeness in each other's eyes, and they all took a few steps back, and they who knew the purple-robed youth already understood that the black clothes of the Qingxiao Sect had completely ignited the fighting spirit of the purple-robed youth.

In the eyes of the purple-robed youth, Chang'an at this moment was qualified enough for him to exert all his cultivation to fight, especially after seeing the determined look in Chang'an's eyes, it made the purple-robed young man unable to suppress his heartbeat, and he raised his head in excitement and roared.

Chang'an, who wanted to swing his fist, suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked down in shock, and found that all the broken grass and trees around him slowly rose into the air, and even his clothes and hair floated upward, as if a powerful force emerged from the earth.

At this moment, an astonishing sharp aura suddenly overflowed from the purple-robed young man's body, and after this sharp aura appeared, it was followed by a shocking majestic coercion, Chang'an's eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief, and it was only then that he understood that the purple-robed young man just now had not exerted his full strength.

"The person who can let me Lin Feng exert all his strength to kill, you are proud enough..."

Looking at the look of surprise and shock on Chang'an's face, the purple-robed young man Lin Feng roared, stretched out his palm, and within a radius of several hundred meters, all the earth was torn apart, and the big trees with thick waists were even broken, and Xiao Qilin Jiaxin and the others who were standing behind Chang'an were even more shocked by a strong force and spit blood, and flew backwards.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis appeared above Chang'an's head, making Chang'an look up fiercely, the shock on his face was instantly filled with shock, the huge palm that covered the sky and the sun, only the fingers were ten meters, with a sharp whistling, before it fell, it made Chang'an's face pale, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the land within a radius of 100 meters collapsed into a huge handprint pit under the strong oppression of this palm.

"It's... It is the real strength of the later stage of foundation building......"

Looking at the huge handprint that locked his breath and fell from the sky, Chang'an's heart shook violently, and his body couldn't stop trembling, and the tearing feeling carried by the majestic oppressive force made his skin crack and blood coagulate before it arrived.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, he took a deep breath, and when his mind moved slightly, he slapped the storage bag violently, and a silver lightning bolt, with the sound of breaking the air, rotated around his body, grabbed it in his hand, and under the injection of spiritual power, the words Qiuyue on the hilt of the sword flashed, and immediately turned into a giant sword six meters long and one foot wide.

Under the dazzling silver light at the tip of the sword, it was grabbed by Chang'an in his hand and stabbed towards the falling palm.

Whistling and rumbling, a silver hurricane that swept the heavens and the earth swept away in all directions, and the palm that fell was only stagnant, and the roar echoed and slapped again, and the Qiuyue Sword collapsed directly under the piercing sound.

"Ahhhh

A roar of pain came out, Chang'an's face was distorted, seven holes were bleeding, several mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and he knelt on the ground violently.

Lin Feng, who was smiling, let out a loud shout, and his palm fell again, wanting to directly crush Chang'an to death, but at this moment, an angry roar suddenly appeared from the sky.

"How dare you..."

Another extremely powerful aura suddenly appeared, appearing from afar, instantly slightly empty 10,000 meters, straight to this place, the handprint that pressed on Chang'an's body, under this angry shout, directly dispersed.

Lin Feng, whose heart was shaken, his pupils shrank suddenly, he gasped, his expression was shocked, and he hurriedly retreated, looking at the two angry old men who came into the air and landed in front of Chang'an, and the aura that overflowed in his body that was enough to destroy him, he couldn't help but tremble.

The other Xuanxiao Sect disciples were even more frightened, and their breathing was short.

Looking at the two familiar backs that appeared in front of him, Chang'an's throat was slightly sweet, and when he opened his mouth to say something, his qi and blood broke and his eyes turned black, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

At this scene, Lin Feng's frightened face changed greatly, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the two old men who clenched their fists and showed murderous intent, their faces were pale and trembled: "My master is the Great Elder of Xuanxiao Sect, you can't..."

Before the words fell, Chang Yu, who rushed over, snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and roared and echoed, a monstrous wave, like a surging hurricane, rolled up hundreds of Xuanxiao Sect disciples and Lin Feng, smashed the giant trees along the way, and slammed into the stone rocks, screaming miserably.

Even Lin Feng, who squirted a few mouthfuls of blood, turned pale, swept away the people who fell to the ground and couldn't move, and found that none of them died, and retracted his gaze in horror to look at the battlefield, but the figures of the two old men were gone, even the figures of Chang'an and other Qingxiao Sect disciples disappeared.

"Chang'an... Chang'an..."

Next to a stream with green mountains and green waters, Xiao Qi looked at Chang'an, who was lying on the ground with red and green shirts stained with blood, and called out distressedly, although he was also affected, it was not serious, and he learned from Changyu and Elder Lin Ziqing who rushed over that his father and other elders were fine, and they were all looking for the lost disciples.

On the other side, listening to Lin Jiaxin and Lin Yucheng's angry words, Lin Ziqing showed sadness on his face and sighed: "Everyone has their own ambitions, and it is better for them to voluntarily leave the Qingxiao Sect than to kill them..."

"Daddy... The other disciples..."

Hearing Lin Jiaxin's tearful and hesitant words in his eyes, Lin Ziqing smiled bitterly, closed his eyes and shook his head.

Lin Jiaxin couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart anymore, hugged his brother Lin Yucheng and cried, saying that all the memories disappeared, and there were fellow disciples who talked and laughed before, died and left, leaving the other disciples around him silent, and sobbing secretly.

At this moment, Chang'an, who was in a coma, shook his body and woke up with a hiss, which made Xiao Qi, who was sad on the side, hurriedly shouted to everyone behind him: "Chang'an has woken up..."

The crowd around looked at Chang'an, who woke up with red eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Ziqing was worried, took out a pill from his cuff, fed it to Chang'an, and then said, "How do you feel?"

Chang An swept through everyone, and suddenly found that Changyu was not there, his face was anxious, and he said worriedly: "Where is Grandpa Changyu..."

"Don't worry, the ancestor has gone to other places to save people..."

Chang An struggled to stand up, endured the pain in his body, and his eyes were anxious, as if he was looking for something.

"Behind you..."Lin Ziqing seemed to know what Chang'an was looking for, and pointed behind him.

Following Lin Ziqing's gaze, Chang'an turned his head to see the fan sword inserted in the ground, and under the eyes of many doubts, he gritted his teeth, walked over, held the hilt of the sword, and was about to lift it, when suddenly a burst of qi and blood surged, making the corners of his mouth bleed and coughed.

Looking at Chang'an's crumbling body, Xiao Qi hurriedly held it and said nervously: "You are seriously injured and need to recuperate, and you can't move..."

The corners of Chang'an's mouth twitched slightly, staring at Xiao Qi with a painful expression, and looked at the silent Lin Ziqing with a little hesitation and said, "Elder, let's go save people..."

"Saving people?"

As soon as these words fell, looking at Chang'an, whose mouth was bleeding and his eyes were resolute, everyone hesitated and groaned, and they all looked at Lin Ziqing's old face.

Lin Ziqing frowned, glanced at everyone, his eyes flashed, and he became silent.

At the moment when the loss and disappointment in Chang'an's heart had just risen, Lin Ziqing's expression was complicated, and he sighed as if he had made up his mind: "I hope my decision is right...... Since you've all agreed, let's go and save people..."

As soon as Lin Ziqing's voice fell, everyone's hearts suddenly became angry and there was an indescribable feeling, although this feeling diluted some of the bitterness in their hearts, but it made it difficult for a smile to appear at the corner of their mouths.

At this moment, Lin Jiaxin suddenly stepped forward, nodded to Chang'an nervously, and then took out a broken sword from behind him and handed it to Chang'an.

Looking at this broken sword, Chang An couldn't help but take a deep breath, gritted his teeth and took it, looking at the word Qiuyue on the broken sword, his eyes showed gratitude, and he groaned with complicated emotions: "Thank you... Save me... One life......"