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"Seven elder martial brothers."

"Seven elder martial brothers..."

"The seventh elder martial brother is him. This man hurt our Qingshan disciples." The front of the crowd said to Zhou Yuandao one after another.

Zhou Yuan looked indifferent. Step by step, he came here and saw Li Yi in front of the stove. He said, "do you want to waste the gas sea, or should I help you?"

Hearing this, the villa master's face became stiff. He squeezed out a smile and said, "seven friends, I am the leader of Tianlong sword villa. I have already told the Deacon about this, and he has also allowed it."

Zhou Yuan's mouth a pull: "there is no your business here, roll to one side."

Li Yi sighs silently in his heart. He just comes to find someone to borrow a stove. Why are so many stupid guys running out?

Castle Peak is really a strange place!

Although, he wants to be tolerant, but now it seems that the only way to make them more aggressive is to be tolerant.

In this case, let's have a big one!

He put down the consciousness of paying attention to the hearth and turned to face Zhou Yuan. In his indifferent expression, he more or less crossed some helplessness and some sorrow for Zhou Yuan.

He opened his mouth: "green hill's hospitality, I have seen, if you insist on blocking me, there is only one way to die."

Zhou Yuan sneered: "arrogant, in my castle peak land, dare to be so arrogant, what are you?"

Hum!

Li Yi directly pulled out his sword and said to him, "pull out your sword."

Zhou Yuan joked, "you don't need a sword to deal with you." When the voice fell, he killed him directly, raised his fingertips, and cut down his sharp sword, carrying a violent element.

The laws of the ten sides of heaven and earth are excited, and the battlefield is buzzing.

"You are worthy of being the seventh elder martial brother! This should be the sword of elements, right? He's come together. "

"Hey, the seventh elder martial brother has a profound Tao and a strong ability to understand. It's just a sword of elements. How can it hinder his practice?"

"Yes, if the sword of element is cut out, this man will surely die."

"Too young after all! I dare to be so arrogant in my green hills. " All the green mountain disciples laughed.

The sword fell down, more and more violent, dense, covering the whole battlefield.

Li Yi raised her head, opened her eyes and whispered, "the third sword." It's still the Ninth Heaven Sword, the third sword. But at this moment, it's obviously different from that when facing Han Jiaqiang.

The black light burst out, the power of reincarnation opened, and the whirlpool appeared. The whirlpool was swallowing the power of heaven and earth. Even the sword intention of Zhou Yuan was hard to resist.

Finally, the black light fell, like a sword, nothing can stop.

With a click, Zhou Yuan's Kendo was fragmented and roared. The black light drowned his whole body, and his body flew out like a broken kite.

The power of immortality and reincarnation destroyed his Qi sea in an instant. Even the spirit was wrapped up and it was difficult to get out of the body.

His body rolled over hundreds of meters, coughing up blood. His face was miserable and spasmodic. His pupils showed panic. He looked at Li Yi as if he were looking at the God of death.

A sword like that.

How can there be two ways?

His realm

Zhou Yuan was short of breath and shivering, because death was coming. At this moment, his pride, his dignity, his aloofness were shattered, and he just wanted to live.

Plop, he knelt down, trembling voice of the mouth: "friends, I'm wrong, I don't want to die, save me."

Li Yi put away his black sword and looked at him like a mole ant. He was not moved by his plea for mercy.

Zhou Yuan opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something more, but his state dropped rapidly, the power of life was dissipating, and his consciousness began to faint. Puff, he collapsed.

Unexpectedly Was he killed?

All Qingshan disciples were shocked.

Li Yi turned to the hearth and began to crack the seal.

The news that Zhou Yuan was killed soon spread, and most of the green hills were boiling.

At the top of the Castle Peak, in an ancient palace, the high-level strongmen of the whole castle peak are gathered here, and no one is unmoved by the news.

Among them, an elderly man suddenly stood up. He was the deacon of Qinghua palace, and had a relationship with Zhou Yuan's uncle and nephew. After hearing such news, he could no longer keep calm.

Sitting at the top of the hall is an old man with white beard. He has a kind eyebrow and good purpose. He opens his slit like eyes and sweeps down and says, "go back and have a look."

After all, it is the disciple of Qingshan who died, and he is still a young God King. This is a great event!

Zhou Wu nodded and strode away.

The old man with white beard sighed secretly that Zhou Yuan's talent was good and his understanding was ok, but he was too impulsive and impatient to deal with things and lacked a heart for thinking.In a few minutes, the white bearded old man came back here.

On the square, Li Yi has already broken half of the seal.

The manor Master seemed to be aware of it. He looked back and saw Zhou Wushuang's coming back. His face changed greatly and he said in a trembling voice: "deacon, things are not what you imagine."

Zhou Wushuang sneered: "Oh? Brother, you tell me again that Zhou Yuan is still alive, right? "

The master's face was pale, but he could not speak.

Again?

Li Yi's mouth was torn. At the moment when he decided to kill Zhou Yuan, he knew that there would be such a scene. He preferred that the eyes of the strong people at the top of the Castle Peak were bright rather than hoodwinked.

Now it seems that Aoyama is really disappointing!

He turned around again and looked at Zhou Wushuang calmly: "the sword in your heart has no blade, no sharpness, and no sense of grandeur. Is this the sword of Qingshan?"

Sword is the sharpest weapon in the world.

The sword is a weapon of eternal righteousness between heaven and earth.

The birth of sword is of great significance.

But now, Castle Peak's Kendo let him incomparably disappointed.

Zhou Wu Shuang sneered: "is my sword sharp? Is it something you can comment on as an ignorant child?"

Li Yi was silent.

Zhou Wushuang walked step by step, and his face was even colder: "Qinghua palace, you hurt my two Qingshan disciples and killed Zhou Yuan. Are you challenging me, Qingshan nobody?"

Hum!

Li Yi pulled out his sword, but this time he didn't point to Zhou Wushuang. Instead, he fell obliquely against the breeze. His figure seemed to be integrated with the black sword, and had a kind of indistinct edge.

Feeling this kind of sharp edge, Zhou Wushuang was shocked, but soon this emotion was suppressed by him. He injured two disciples of Qingshan in Qinghua palace and killed Zhou Yuan. In any case, he could not leave here alive.

Just as the flames of the battle were about to break out, a figure came into the room and sighed in the whole Qinghua palace.

Ma Badao came. He stepped in here and whispered, "deacon Zhou, this man can't move!"