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"Bold remnant front, how dare to speak out. You thief, you were defeated by the seven princesses of Xuanqing Pavilion in the past. Today you dare to come and play wild! " A middle-aged elder came out of the crowd and cried out. "The seven supreme masters read that you have not been able to practice all your life, and can't bear to take your life. If you don't know how to repay your kindness, you dare to come back again. Do you really think that Xuanqing Pavilion is easy to bully? "

"Noisy!" The remnant front shakes his head, body shape is twinkling, clap a sound, already a palm fan on that elder's cheek, take it away. "If you dare to speak again, it's not as simple as slapping you and knocking down a few teeth!"

"You The elder struggled to stand up, looking at the remnant Feng with anger on his face. At this time, half of his face was red and swollen, and he looked very funny. However, before he continued to open his mouth, can Feng eyes a stare, he shrunk his head, dare not speak again.

Many disciples of Xuanqing Pavilion were furious when they saw their elders slapped. At this time, nearly 100 people made concerted efforts to form a huge sword array. Under the leadership of several elders, they urged the formation up. The sword Qi of the sky soared to the sky and chopped hard at the remnant front. This is a hard attack by hundreds of people. However, this kind of power may pose a fatal threat to ordinary masters of practicing virtual and combined Taoism. However, for a peerless master like remnant Feng, it is no different from that of a child.

He looked at the sword Qi that the sword array gave birth to and cut it down towards him. He stretched out a hand and grasped it. Hissing, the sword fell on his palm and was held by his palm. The sharp sword Qi could not hurt him. Many monks in Xuanqing pavilion are staring at the hand of remnant Feng, and their eyes are full of horror. The sword array that they set up can't be treated with such indifference even by ordinary friars. This is the zhenpai sword array derived from the sages of Xuanqing Pavilion in the past dynasties. It has the ability to be unpredictable. However, today, the sword array that they are proud of and the sword Qi created by hundreds of people are blocked by a master in the early stage of practicing Xu He Dao. This is simply subverting their understanding of this sword array.

"Damn it, how could he be so strong that he could suppress the sword spirit of our joint efforts by turning his hands over!" A disciple of Xuanqing Pavilion said with disbelief. He looked at the look of can Feng, and his eyes were full of shock. No one could easily break the sword array of Xuanqing Pavilion since ancient times. This is really too shocking. Is it possible that the ancestors of Xuanqing Pavilion were joking with them!

The remnant front dragged the sword spirit and walked forward gently. He slapped again, and a huge shadow of his hand suddenly coagulated and fiercely fanned the whole sword array. Boom, there was a deafening explosion between heaven and earth. The disciples of the hundred Xuanqing Pavilion, together with the elders who were mixed in the disciples, were instantly slapped by the remnant Feng and fell heavily on the square. A group of disciples spit blood at this time, even the elders. No one can withstand the attack of remnant Feng's palm power.

The remnant front stands quietly in place, looking at the people who fell to the ground, cold hum.

"Xuanye, my remnant Feng is looking for you to revenge again. Why, don't you dare to come out to see me?" The loud voice was spread by the remnant front in the whole world, spreading far away. For a long time, in the hall of Xuanqing Pavilion, ten figures flickered and appeared on the square.

In Hongling's perception, these ten figures all reach the realm of practicing the virtual and combining the Tao, and their accomplishments are incomparable. Think of it, these ten people are the Taishang elders of Xuanqing Pavilion mentioned in the materials. One of them, a middle-aged man in a purple robe, stepped out, staring at the residual front in front of him.

"Remnant Feng, last time I let you go, you didn't know how to repay you. Now you dare to call on me. Do you really think that I can't kill you?" Xuanye stares at Zang Feng coldly, his eyes full of killing intention. This guy is really annoying. He just killed dozens of ordinary people, and he even thought about it so far. It's really annoying.

"Hum, you Xuanye killed my family and slaughtered all my family members, and you took away my ancestral sacred utensils. Do you dare to speak up here now?" The remnant front took a step forward and said angrily.

"Since ancient times, sacred vessels have been inhabited by virtuous people. Since your family is in decline, no one can get the approval of this holy instrument. Who is to blame? " Xuanye sneered, "I happened to pass by your house, and the sacred instrument voluntarily recognized me as the Lord. It's just that a group of stubborn old people in your family who say that the ancestral utensils of the family should not be passed on to the public, which annoys me. Since this seat has obtained the affirmation of this sacred instrument, it is naturally entitled to take it away. Those who hinder me must be killed. What's more, you can see that when you appear, this holy instrument can also be urged by me to hurt you. Now you still want to come and get it back! "

Canfeng shook his head, his eyes full of anger, and said, "I'm not here to get back the sacred vessels in the family. Since this object is of two minds and refuses to protect my people, it should be destroyed by me. As for you, you must also die. Today, whoever dares to stop me will die! "

Xuanye seemed to have heard a big joke. He bowed down and laughed. For a long time, he looked up at canfeng. His eyes were full of scorn: "remnant Feng, you are just a monk who only broke the Seventh World barrier. Even if you have already stepped into the realm of practicing virtual and combining Tao, what do you compare with me, who broke the Eighth World barrier? What's more, I have a sacred instrument in my hand. What can you do to me"If you can do anything about it, you have to try it before you know it!" With his pupils locked, he took out the snow dagger, and his body flashed toward the Xuanye in front of him. After refining by Hongling, Mingxue has stepped into the level of celestial level magic weapon. Because it is made of Kun steel, the blade is extremely sharp.

Hiss, the void is sliced open by the sharp blade of Mingxue, and Xuanye's figure is constantly flashing to avoid the blade of the elusive remnant blade. He tried his best to maintain his elegant appearance, but the remnant front at this time was angry and forced him to be extremely embarrassed. With a roar, he took out a purple long sword, and his genuine Qi instantly poured into it to block the attack of the remnant front.

Keng, dagger and long sword strike each other, leaving a bright spark in the air. Xuanye's face changed. Looking at the gap on the purple sword, his eyes were full of horror. The dagger of the remnant front, compared with the original, has become more powerful. The dagger used by remnant Feng before was just a xuanjie magic weapon, but it could compete with the heavenly level magic weapon in his hand without being damaged. Now, in Xuanye's perception, this dagger has become so powerful that it can cut a gap in his sword with one knife, which has subverted his imagination.

Where did he know that the magic weapon cast by Kun steel had a strong advantage. This purple sword is just an ordinary celestial level magic weapon, which can't be compared with the ghost snow dagger of remnant front. With a blow from the remnant front, Xuanye's long sword is cut out. His eyes are bright and his fierce attack is used by him. However, in a short period of time, Xuanye's purple sword has been destroyed by the Ming snow dagger. Keng, is a clear metal buzzing sound sounded, residual front and Xuanye two body shape suddenly separated, leaving a place of purple metal debris. In Xuanye's hand, the purple sky level magic weapon long sword has been cut in two.

"You can cut off my sky step sword!" Xuanye looks gloomy at the remnant front, and the whole person is almost angry. Although he has a sacred instrument in his hand, it is difficult for him to adjust at will with his current strength. The purple sword of Tianjie is undoubtedly his most popular weapon at present. However, it was cut into two pieces by the remnant front. How can he not be angry.

"Not only your sword, but also you, will be cut in half by me!" Remnant Feng sneers and says, for Xuan ye this big hatred of life and death, he dreams to kill it.

"Well, you think you can kill me with a dagger?" Xuanye threw his dagger on the ground and closed his eyes slightly. A flash of scarlet streamer slowly lit up from his back.

HISHI, Xuanye's back seems to be split by a knife and axe. The scarlet blood flow slowly comes out from his split skin, like countless nematodes, slowly converging into a scarlet cloak. As soon as the Cape appeared, a strong blood gas filled the whole square, forming a thick blood cloud.

"A bloody cloak!" Canfeng coldly stares at Xuanye shrouded in blood mist, and his intention to kill suddenly rises. It is this holy weapon that causes his family to be destroyed. Moreover, in that war, he himself was injured by this cloak, and almost lost all his cultivation talents. At this time, see this thing again, remnant front wants to smash it directly.

"Well, when I see this holy instrument again, do you feel powerless?" Xuanye smiles, and his breath slowly blends with the power of the holy vessel of the bloodthirsty cloak. Boom, a scarlet blood column of light rose from the sky, the clouds in the sky to be completely smashed. Xuanye stood in the light column, aiming at the remnant front, slightly hooked his hand: "come on, let me see, you are the defeated general, what confidence do you have, dare to come to die again!"

The body of the remnant front flashed and shot out again. The stillness of Jiao's body wakes up his blood. Oh, a strong breath exploded in his body, which raised his cultivation to a higher level. Countless black wind and snow, around him, with him toward the Xuanye.

"It's another move. Last time, that's how you escaped! But do you think that in the face of the power of the sacristy, is your move useful to me? " Xuanye asked with a smile. There is no doubt that the residual front, who used the power of blood, could not compete with it. But with a holy vessel and a bloody cloak in his hand, he was naturally not afraid.

"This time, I will never let you go!"

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