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Nine hundred and ninetieth eight chapters faint word

The morning clouds in Qingnan returned safely, and were upright and marched towards Qingnan Mansion.

This news was like an earthquake, and in a short time it spread throughout the Xiaohu Island!

Many monks praised it. Such courage is more than the time for most men, but there are more people who sneer in private.

Qingnan Zhentian took charge of Qingnan. No matter what means he used secretly, being able to do this would be enough to prove his strength.

Although Chenyun in Qingnan was unexpected, her reckless behavior would have ruined her own life!

Do you think that at this moment, Qingnan Zhentian still couldn't bear to take any more ruthless measures against a junior in the family?

While waiting, waiting, unable to bear or sneering, the cultivators under Qingnan Zhentian's command had quickly responded.

Who can kill Qingnan Chenyun is a great achievement. How can such an opportunity be missed?

...

"Xu Ke should be killed! Why didn't I persuade the lady to stop me? I'm not wise to approach the mansion by waiting for the reaction time!" An old man with white hair and hair roared angrily, wide eyes as if he wanted to eat people.

The person on the opposite side frowned, "Xu Ke's message has already stated that the lady's move was suggested by someone, but he failed to stop him."

"Where are the pickled goods? How dare you make the lady fall into danger? You should kill them together!"

"It's the lady's savior." The monk opposite spoke coldly.

The old man with white hair and hair was pale and his face stopped and soon roared angrily, "So what about the life-saving benefactor? If the lady is inappropriate, I will definitely kill him with my own hands!"

"That was later, and the rescue lady is still the most important thing." The monk opposite took a breath, "Although it was not arranged properly, I can only try my best now."

He looked firm, but there was deep worry in his eyes. Compared with his strength, their chances of winning are too low.

However, such things must not be known by the monks below, otherwise the power condensed will collapse without waiting for action.

"Let's go! I want to see if this old man, Qingnan Thirteen, dares to take on the reputation of slaughtering the same tribe!" Gripping his teeth, the old man glared at the edge of his beard and his hair was wide open, and he turned around and strode away.

As a friend for many years, the monk opposite could see a tragic look of death from his steps, and a wry smile appeared on his clear face... Is Pang Laohu, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, already feels powerless to turn the world away?

This is also good. Once you die, you will be liberated to repay the years of kindness of the Qingnan family.

His face returned to calm, and he took steps to keep up, his pace as steady as ever.

...

In the shrill sound of breaking through the air, three figures roared in. Before they could approach, the stern sword intent made Xu Ke feel awe-in!

The three swords of Jingnan were born in the Chaos Realm, which is almost the last thorny island. The harsh living environment allowed the three of them to cultivate their own ruthless sword power.

The eldest Thunder Sword is like a madman, and often takes action to death, and explodes terrifying combat power. The second Wind Sword, the sword is like the wind, and it is tricky and fierce, silently killing people. The third Rain Sword, with one sword in his hand like heavy rain, the sword momentum becomes endless, and the momentum becomes stronger and stronger, and it is ultimately unmatched.

The power of the three swords can be doubled. It is a powerful man under Qingnan Zhentian.

Xu Ke felt bitter in his mouth, but he never expected that he would meet them so soon.

But soon, his expression returned to calm, and his eyes showed ruthlessness.

It seems that today, I can only fight to the death and buy time for the lady... I hope they can have time to protect the lady.

His eyes swept over Mo Yu, and a heavy anger surged in Xu Ke's eyes. If it weren't for his reckless actions, the situation would have been so great. Even if he was about to die today, he would have to pull this person and protect the lady's shield!

"Haha! Qingnan Chenyun, I didn't expect you to come back. The thunder sword was remembered in my heart when the slap was the first time!" A crazy laugh echoed in the air, and it was like rolling thunder, with a sense of ruthlessness and pleasure!

When the boss was slapped for playing with a maid from Qingnan family, Feng Jian and Yu Jian still remembered that it was also a shame for them. After all, the three swords were united as one and lost together! But at this moment, the smiles on their faces were more of the credit in front of them.

Since you have tear your face and killed Qingnan Chenyun and solved the major problems for the employer behind you, you will naturally have a generous reward.

"Kill!" Lei Jian shouted, raised his long sword, and suddenly there was a tragic sword force soaring into the sky. The sound of "rumbling" sounds in the scrolling are endless, just like real thunder!

Feng Jian and Yu Jian raised their hands at the same time, and the smile on their faces were shrunk, with only tyrannical murderous intent.

It’s a bit difficult, so it’s better to kill first.

Xu Ke's eyes chilled. He believed that he was definitely not a match for the Three Swords, but now he would not take a step back.

But at this moment, before he could take action, a crazy laugh suddenly sounded.

"You can also move the three things that don't know how to live or die!" Qingyu looked arrogant, "I want to punish you on behalf of the moon!"

Its figure burst out, its size soared in the storm. In a blink of an eye, it was a hundred miles in size, with a mighty dragon power!

The giant tail swept like lightning.

The overlord-level aura soared into the sky!

"Innate Spirit!" Lei Jian's heart trembled, and there was obvious fear and disbelief in his screams!

All their attention before was on Qingnan Chenyun, but they did not notice the breath of the green fish.

With a loud bang, three raging sword intents collapsed in the face of the arrogant overlord-level innate spirit.

Thunder sword, wind sword, rain sword, and body is like a broken sieve. When it flies out, a large piece of blood rain falls, and when it falls to the ground, there is no sound.

One tail swept the three swords of Jingnan, and joined forces to compare the peak combat power of the first step. The fierceness of the bluefish made the entire space silent for an instant.

Xu Ke's calm face was dull, especially at this moment when he looked at the blue fish's relaxed and unharmed appearance, his heart was filled with storms.

The innate spirit, overlord level... It was like two consecutive hammers, which almost lost his ability to think. However, there was a sentence that kept echoing in the depths of his mind, "My boss's woman...My boss's woman..."

At the same time, the monks from Qingnan Zhentian who were rushing from all directions seemed to pour a basin of cold water on their heads in the cold winter. Their face was pale in an instant, and a biting chill came from the depths of their hearts.

The jealousy of the three swords of Jingnan has now disappeared without a trace like snow, and there is only a lot of gratitude... Fortunately, it was not me just now...

Qingnan Chenyun was right in front of him, but at this time, no one and anyone dared to take another step forward.

However, this embarrassing situation did not last long and was broken by a sneer.

"No wonder Miss Qingnan dared to enter Qingnan's mansion. It turned out that she had such a trump card." A purple-robed monk stepped forward and followed the two of them silently behind him. They all looked like a rude beast, and their aura was barely at the second step. Every move was like an irrational beast, with a terrifying aura.

"It is really unheard of to drive the innate spirit. I think Miss Qingnan would not mind coming to visit my Taixuan clan." The purple-robed monk smiled warmly, but the heat deep in his cold eyes obviously did not leave her the qualification to refuse.

With a wave of his hand, he spoke lightly, "Take this green dragon."

A innate spirit that can be promoted to the king level will suddenly increase after the possibility of control. Capture it, obtain the secret method of control, and carefully cultivate it. Even if you exhaust the merits of several generations, as long as you can promote it, the Taixuan family can have an additional guardian innate beast passed down from generation to generation, and its combat power can even suppress the third step of power!

This temptation is really great.

So, he wants to capture all this before everyone can react!

call out--

Two puppets behind him pounced on the Qinglong, and with their strength, they should be enough to capture them.

The purple-robed monk's eyes flashed slightly, and his feet stepped on his body and turned into a wisp of blue smoke, disappearing from his original place.

The next moment, his figure appeared again, and he was approaching the big turtle. He raised his hand to capture Mo Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on his back.

He had tried his best to take action, and the second step was peak cultivation without reservation!

If Chenyun of Qingnan had a method to control the innate spirit, he had already replaced Qingnan Eleven and became the new head of the Qingnan family, making the entire Qingnan family superior to all parties in one fell swoop, and even competed with the holy land. Why did he fall into this place?

Therefore, the person who secretly controls everything must be the cultivator who saved Qingnan Chenyun in the letter.

Through the observation of a group of monks on the opposite side, it was not difficult for a monk in purple robe, so he found his own goal.

As for what I said before, it was just to make the object careless, but now it seems that the effect is excellent!

The purple-robed monk looked at the black-robed monk who had no reaction in front of him, and his eyes were filled with ecstasy.

Success!

But at this moment, an angry roar suddenly sounded in his ear, "Damn it! Damn it! You dare not take Master Yu to heart. You are dead! You are dead!"

My heart suddenly shrank, and the purple-robed monk cursed inwardly, but had to stop, turn around and pat it back.

A loud "boom" sound, and the powerful force shook his body out, and his whole arm felt sore and numb.

The face of the purple-robed monk changed slightly. Seeing the two figures hanging on it, his eyes couldn't help but become more solemn.

This innate spirit is stronger than he expected and can resist the toxins of the two puppets.

Obviously, it is truly flowing in its body, and its monarch-level bloodline can be confirmed in the future.

Although this is good news, it will cause a special headache after becoming an obstacle.

However, the purple-robed monk did not have a headache for too long, and two figures appeared in his sight, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly!

"Han Yichuan, Han Yihe!"

The two looked quite similar, their faces were all simple and solemn, and their clothes were rigid, and their every move was like a ruler's plan, like two puppets carrying strings.

It is the Han Yi family, which is famous for its old-fashionedness and respect for the ancient times!

"Taixuan Heming, I want this monk, Han Yi family." Han Yichuan spoke slowly, his voice calm and had almost no ups and downs, just like a face of him, without any emotional fluctuations.

His figure was still and his momentum was still sinking, like a mountain, blocking all possibilities of access.

Han Yihe took a step forward, his big hand fell, and his indifferent eyes showed the arrogance of the aristocratic family. He could be respected as aristocratic family, and had at least 100,000 years of inheritance. He had outstanding talents from generation to generation, and had the foundation of the supreme ancestors to suppress the six directions!

At this moment, the Chaos Turtle suddenly raised his head, and his cold eyes made his body slightly stiff.

His eyes widened, and a rare terror appeared on his dull face...

When this scene fell into the eyes of the monks around him, the big turtle casually stroked it, then raised its front paws and slapped forward.

It’s like repelling mosquitoes and slapping Han Yihe into a spoil... What a big dazzling bloody flower!

A phantom suddenly appeared in the blood mist, and the face that could not be seen clearly could feel the coldness and solemnity.

"If you kill my direct descendant of the Han Yi family, you will be killed."

Han Yichuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his pale face had two more blood, "Old ancestor's blood oath!"

But the next moment, he was excited and was slapped directly by the Chaos Turtle's second slap.

boom--
Chapter completed!
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