Chapter 546

Wang Jian's gloomy voice sounded slowly, and a strong breath emerged from his body, which instantly spread out. All the martial saints in the holy land of fenggong felt a chill, and the cold sweat couldn't help falling down from his forehead.

"We don't need half a column of incense in this palace. If you want to surrender, go out. Otherwise, you will not have a chance to escape when the war starts." Chang Qianqian's faint voice rings.

She had already felt that many strong men behind her had retreated, but it was normal. After all, the formation of the black mountain army was really terrible.

Chang Qianqian's voice has just fallen, Murong Xun beside him has said anxiously: "Qianqian, how can this be, if someone surrenders, we can't resist it even more."

"I'm going to say it for the last time. Call me the master of the palace. Otherwise, I won't blame you!" Chang Qianqian looks to Murong to look for coldness to say.

Murong looked for a stagnant complexion, and quickly lowered his head: "it's the palace master!"

"Damn it, I've made many advances to you, and even incorporated my family into the holy land of wind palace. What's more, you still treat me like this. In this case, I don't want to help you!"

Anger flashed in Murong's eyes.

"Palace master, I'm sorry!" Chang Qianqian, a powerful martial god behind her, could not bear Wang Jian's breath. She bowed her hand and said, "I'm sorry." then she flew out of the wind palace and knelt at Wang Jian's feet.

Although kneeling is not dignified, a little dignity is nothing compared with life and death.

After seeing the holy land, many of them chose to fly out of the palace.

Chang Qianqian looks at those people calmly. She is no longer the first lady of xuanlingzong. She doesn't need timid people, let alone unfaithful people.

"Palace master, let's surrender, we are not their opponents at all!" Murong seeks advice to say.

"Go if you want to." Often Qian Qian light said, did not look at Murong look for a look.

This made Murong Xun very angry, and his face became gloomy.

"Palace master, I'm sorry. Take care of yourself!"

Murong looked for gloomy said, and then flew out of the wind palace holy land.

At this time, there were only 20 strong men in the holy land of fenggong. There was only one martial saint, and the others were martial gods.

"Have you decided?" Chang Qianqian asked lightly.

"We are willing to follow the palace master to death!" After 20 people are very firm said, they are either Chang Qianqian grace, or Chang Qianqian promoted.

"Since you have decided, the palace master will tell you the real identity of this palace." Chang Qianqian said calmly, with a trace of Piety on her face: "this palace is the vice patriarch of tianxingzong, and Chang Qianqian, the Lord of fenggong. From now on, you are all tianxingzong's disciples!"

"Tianxingzong!" After several strong read several times, the sky star sect firmly in mind.

"I think you are the peak of martial arts sage. It's not easy to cultivate. I'm giving you a chance. As long as you are willing to submit, I will allow you not to kneel." Wang Jian looks at Chang Qianqian.

"Hehe, this palace also gives you a chance to surrender to the heavenly star sect, maybe you can spare your life." Chang Qianqian sneered, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.

"I'd rather be stubborn than clever!"

Wang Jian said coldly, "kill them!"

"Yes After Wang Jian, there are five men in black, all of whom are top martial arts masters.

"The storm dances around!"

Chang Qianqian holds a ruler, the spirit of the wind surging on her body, a direct swing, in front of the holy land appeared a huge tornado.

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