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Chapter 1923 Ximen Qingfeng

"Master..." Ye Xiaoshu felt ache.

"I'm fine..." Ye Xiu came to Ye Xiaoshu as if nothing had happened, and cut off the iron chain that trapped her.

"Master, be careful..." As soon as the chain broke, Ye Xiaoshu heard another scream from her mouth. She wanted to pull Ye Xiu away and face the sword energy that was slashing rapidly.

"Protect them!" Ye Xiu pushed Ye Xiaoshu away, turned around and punched him, directly shattering the sword energy with his fist force.

Then he didn't give a few people a chance to approach Ye Xiaoshu and others again. He shook his body and rushed towards the man in black in front.

His name is Brother Ximen Qingshan, and his cultivation is so powerful that Ye Xiu has already recognized the other party's identity.

Ximen Qingfeng!

The most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Ximen family, an existence with a cultivation level of nine.

Moreover, with the combat power that Ximen Qingfeng just showed, it was definitely not an ordinary Nine Realm. He even felt that Ximen Qingfeng's cultivation was stronger than before Dugu Jian broke through on Cairo Island.

But so what? Ximen Qingshan did such a thing. Not to mention a peak of the Nine Realm standing here, even if a great master stands here, he will kill him with all his strength.

The true qi in the body was running wildly, and the true qi in the dantian seemed to be boiling. A powerful aura burst out in full swing. Before the person arrived, he directly punched out.

A golden dragon head rushed out of Ye Xiu's fist and hit Ximen Qingfeng at full speed.

Ximen Qingfeng's eyelids twitched slightly. He was shocked to find that the power of Ye Xiu's punch far exceeded the strength just now. Is this his real strength?

But this is even better. In Shuzhou, he rarely encounters such a strong opponent. Only such a person is qualified to die under his own sword.

Ximen Qingfeng condensed the sword with one hand, and the true energy in his body was completely boiling at this moment. A sharp aura soared into the sky. He raised his hand and slashed at the dragon head with a sword.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the dragon head condensed by the fist force was cut in half by Ximen Qingfeng's sword. However, Ye Xiu's figure came to him at this time and did not give Ximen Qingfeng a chance to consider it. He just knocked on Ximen Qingfeng with a shoulder.

With a "bang!", Ximen Qingfeng was knocked away.

Seeing this, Ximen Qingshan quickly withdrew from the house.

Ye Ping moved his feet and took a big strode.

Wanting to catch Ximen Qingshan, the man who had jumped down from the eaves before stopped the door again, holding a sword in both hands, and slashed out with another sword.

"Go to die!" Ye Xiu let out a roar, without even looking at the heavy sword energy, and punched out with all his strength.

Another fist light that was like a substance blasted out, directly hitting the heavy sword energy. The sword energy shattered in response to the sound, and the terrifying fist force directly hit the heavy sword.

This heavy sword made of cold iron could not withstand such force, and made a crisp sound. The man holding the sword changed slightly. Before the heavy sword could be completely shattered, he quickly retreated backwards.

"Boom!" The heavy sword was completely shattered, but the man had also retreated outside the house.

Ye Xiu strode out, but found that in addition to Ximen Qingshan and the other three, there were eight death soldiers in black in the yard.

None of these people's eyes has human emotions, just like walking corpses.
Chapter completed!
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