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At the moment, Ling Yan, who was in the midst of the melee, suddenly flashed a fierce color in his reddened eyes, and then his arm shook, and the sharp knife slashed like a silver moon, Ling Yan opened a gap hard, and then his eyes quickly turned to the first round box, and then his body suddenly fell down, the soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and his body was like an arrow, quickly passed through the crowd, and reached out to grab the round box directly under the bones.

"You're looking for death!"

As soon as they saw Lingyan forcibly break through, only two zhang away from the two round boxes, the masters of the surrounding major sects suddenly let out angry shouts with red eyes, and the strong internal force burst out, and immediately rushed towards Lingyan madly.

It was a spectacular scene!

If it was a terrifying siege, even Ling Yan's face changed drastically, but he didn't turn around, took another step forward, and grabbed the round box in front of the skeleton with his big hand.

The overwhelming attacks came in an instant, and when these attacks were about to fall on Ling Yan, the disciples of the Zihua Sect around them suddenly roared angrily, and quickly surrounded Ling Yan's back, swinging out one after another fierce attacks, trying to share some pressure for Ling Yan.

"Bang ......"

Several terrifying attacks flew out, but when these attacks entered the crowd that rushed into Lingyan, it was like the water in the pool of death, and it seemed that there was not a trace of splash.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people of the Zihua Sect changed drastically, and in an instant, the people of the Zihua Sect were covered by everyone's attacks.

"Poof......

In the face of the dense attacks that rushed towards them, the people of the Zihua Sect only resisted for a moment, and they were immediately shocked by these powerful attacks and spat blood, and their bodies smashed into the towering stone statue.

And at this moment, Ling Yan seemed to have found the right time, and shook open the two round boxes with one palm, and the contents suddenly made him feel a burst of ecstasy, and those disciples of various sects who rushed to see the contents of the box, their eyes suddenly became blood-red.

A small black and gold axe and a thick bundle of scrolls lay in a round box.

Ling Yan's eyes were full of fanaticism, his body suddenly moved, his palm was grasped again, and the things in the box suddenly flew into his palm, and just when he had just exerted his strength, his pupils suddenly contracted violently, because at this moment, a white palm suddenly appeared in front of him, and he also wanted to grasp the treasure in the round box.

"With your strength, you don't deserve to have the inheritance of the temple!"

Hearing this faint sneer, the ecstasy in Ling Yan's eyes suddenly quickly retreated, replaced by monstrous anger, and the inheritance that was about to be handed down was actually inserted into the bar, and no one would feel good in his heart.

"Li Wujiang, you are looking for death!"

Ling Yan raised his head to the sky and roared, the knife in his hand was like a silver moon in the sky, exuding a terrifying sword, and the weird and tricky way of attacking seemed to make Li Wujiang's face sink, although he didn't have much fear of Ling Yan, but the strength of the latter wanted to stop him, it was indeed not a difficult thing.

Seeing Ling Yan's crazy appearance, Li Wujiang suddenly smiled coldly, clenched his fists, and blasted at Ling Yan's head with a fist without any fancy.

Looking at its appearance, it is obvious that it is going to blow up the head of the crazy Lingyan with one punch!

Seeing that the other party actually ignored his own attack, and actually responded to his own attack with such a lose-lose attitude, this somewhat caught Ling Yan off guard.

Then, at the moment when Ling Yan was a little stunned, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of Li Wujiang's mouth, and then the soles of his feet drew a semicircle backwards, and his whole body tensed, like a cheetah about to pounce, and rushed towards Ling Yan.

"Look for death!"

Seeing Li Wujiang's fierce appearance of not being afraid of death, Ling Yan's pupils contracted violently, and he immediately burst into a shout, and the internal force in the meridians was like an angry wave, covering the blade of the knife crazily, and then, the cold sword light was uncertain, and after a while, countless subtle sword qi suddenly formed, spraying out towards Li Wujiang.

"Qingyue Daogang!"

Ling Yan shouted angrily, and the sword qi like a gang qi suddenly enveloped Li Wujiang overwhelmingly.

Gang Qi, this is a symbol of the Passage Realm, but Lingyan's Qingyue Gang Qi can only be regarded as a defective product, not only because of the power of Qingyue Gang Qi, but even the condensation of Gang Qi is also very loose, if it weren't for the continuous compression of internal force, maybe this pseudo Gang Qi would have dissipated long ago.

Looking at the overwhelming sword qi, Li Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint cold light flashed in his eyes, and he saw that the dense sword qi was about to cut off the latter's head, but at this moment, red and black light flew out from Li Wujiang's sleeve, and came straight to Ling Yan's throat with lightning speed.

"Bastard!"

Looking at the black and red light that suddenly appeared, Ling Yan's face changed, and he hurriedly withdrew the Silver Moon Scimitar, and his body was raised back in an extremely strange way, trying his best to avoid this sudden attack.

"Bang!"

When Ling Yan's body was raised, just to avoid the moment of the black and red light attack, he only heard a violent collision sound behind him, and then he glanced at it, only to find that the broken stone sword behind him was actually smashed by the black and red light, at this time, on the stone sword, a pair of small red pupils were staring at him, an irrepressible chill, suddenly rushed from the soles of Ling Yan's feet to the Tianling Gai.

"This, this is a three-striped iron snake?" Looking at the stone sword, a small black and red snake the size of chopsticks, its pitch-black body was wrapped in three conspicuous red lines, giving people a chilling feeling.

"Retreat!"

This is Ling Yan's first feeling, this three-striped iron thread snake is an ancient beast, although it is also a kind of snake, but there is no trace of toxin on its body, however, the body of the three-striped iron thread snake is extremely hard, but it is also infinitely powerful, once it is entangled, even if it is a master of the realm of knowledge, it has to take off a layer of skin if it does not die.

Thinking of this, the madness in Ling Yan's eyes suddenly slowly dissipated, replaced by calmness, and immediately glanced at the treasure in the round box, and retreated a little unwillingly.

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!"

Lightly skimming Ling Yan, who retreated, Li Wujiang snorted heavily in his heart, if the latter dared to be this bird, Li Wujiang didn't mind giving him a little color, and at that moment, his palm shook, and the two treasures were sucked into his palm, and a faint smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Temple Legacy is finally here!(To be continued.) )