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Tianshu stronghold, a middle-aged man rushed into here, his face pale, pupil floating panic, looking at Yu Mengting, trembling voice said: "Miss, they are coming."

Yu Mengting frowns.

The man vomited out two words: "holy palace." As soon as the voice fell, the sky in this area suddenly became dark, and the dark clouds covered the top, and the pressure was very low. The heavy and oppressive breath wave followed.

Yu Mengting's body suddenly a shock, the pupil congealed.

Whoa!

With the opening of the void channel, the strong men of the Wen family have appeared one after another. The first one is Wen Yuqing's cousin. Now the owner of the Wen family is of middle-aged stature and looks like a knife. He is not angry and self-confident, and often has a great momentum of collapsing mountains and rivers.

He looked at this place with deep eyes and opened his mouth: "the remaining evils of Tianshu."

Then, there are more wenjiaqiang people came out, one by one emitting a strong breath.

Even Yu Mengting also felt the palpitating fluctuation on the owner of Wen's family. It was the holy soldier. Her whole body sank down and her face was ugly.

The man opened his mouth slightly, wheezed, and asked in a low voice, "miss."

Yu Mengting whispered: "how do they know our stronghold?"

The man took a deep breath and said nothing.

Yu Mengting looked at him, still pressed the voice: "you take little childe to go."

Wen's main cold, a light drink: "kill."

In a flash, the brilliance burst out, the skills emerged, and all kinds of powerful martial arts skills came one after another, and the land was suddenly sunk.

There are a lot of strong players in the Wen family, including a few supreme masters, and he also brought holy soldiers. There is no doubt that this is a strong lineup.

The most important point is that in order to cater to Li Yi's plan, the present Tianshu is almost decentralized. They are lurking in every corner of the holy city. If they want to gather together, they must take some time.

The man raised his head, opened his eyes and said, "Miss, you go!"

Dozens of strong people of Tianshu flew out and headed for the sky.

Yu Mengting did not speak, so she looked at the master Wen.

Boom!

The strength of the enemy is too strong, and the number is also more than them. In a flash, the strong men in Tianshu were severely damaged, and even the man who had just just been killed.

The bright red came down and dyed red here.

Within a few decades of this area, they were all reduced to ruins.

Hiding behind the yard, the wooden face was dazzled.

Luoshui cried out anxiously, "hurry up! What are you doing? "

Just at this time, the master of the Wen family came to the sky of the two people. His expression was cold, and under one step, a thick sword fell from his body.

Yu Mengting's face changed greatly, and she immediately put out her hand. The power of the technique appeared, and she faintly drowned here. At this time, her voice passed into their ears: "leave the holy city immediately."

Luoshui took the wood's hand and ran directly to the outside.

Whoa!

Covered by an invisible net, Taoism is dense and gushing, and the power of heaven and earth is incomparable.

This is the field.

In the Wen family lineup, a powerful emperor's way strong shot, he came step by step, blocking in front of two people.

Wood is at a loss.

Luoshui pulled him behind him and looked at the strong man in front of him nervously.

Yu Mengting a angry drink, played a powerful technique, trying to beat the strong.

However, how could Wen's master let her succeed? The sword fell, and the two sides' attack and attack directly collided and roared.

Oh, No.

Tianshu's strong men are falling, and the Wen family's offensive is becoming more and more fierce. Maybe in a few minutes, they will all die here.

Yu Mengting's heart sank to the bottom.

The owner of the Wen family is not in a hurry, so long as he blocks Yu Mengting, other people, it doesn't matter.

In a short time of two minutes, the Tianshu stronghold was fragmented, and all the strong men fell at this moment.

Luoshui bit her teeth and took the wooden hand. She pressed her voice and said, "fool, wait for you to run alone. You should hurry up, you know?"

Wood finally turned around. He looked at Luoshui's hand, then raised his head, staring at her back, and whispered, "no, my mother said that a man can't bend without fighting."

Ha ha

Luoshui wanted to scold him as a fool, but his words got stuck in his mouth.

Pen!

The strong man killed again, and the power of the field collapsed everything. They felt the pressure like a mountain. They were unable to move. Even the air and sea were difficult to operate. Their faces were pale.

Yu Mengting worried up, but, the master Wen always block here.

What to do?

It's over!

Yu Mengting was so anxious that she almost cried. She didn't care about Luoshui's life and death or her own, but it was wood, his only child.Suddenly, she seems to feel something, subconsciously looking in a certain direction.

It was a path, not very big. It was covered with weeds on both sides, and it was still piled with yellow mud and sand. When the wind blew over there, it would set off some sand.

At this time, a figure appeared on the path. He was a middle-aged man with a tall body and bright eyes. He was dressed in white plain clothes, but it was difficult to hide his sharp momentum, as if he were a sword.

He looked ahead and walked step by step. With every step of his life, the world seemed to vibrate once, which seemed to affect some powerful Taoism.

The killing slowly stopped and everyone watched.

Wen's face was frozen.

"Who is he?" he whispered

Luoshui shook his head: "I don't know."

Finally, he came here. His face, like a knife, looked very handsome and sharp. However, he was smiling, and the smile was to wood.

Wood is also depressed, he opened his eyes: "master, who are you?"

He swept the whole battlefield, his mouth raised, his eyes suddenly deep up, a touch of dark blue sword across the sky, accompanied by his voice: "I am Qingyang."

What?

Is it him?

What's going on?

Isn't he dead?

Wen Jiaqiang's people were stunned and their faces changed greatly.

Several decades ago, a great event happened in the holy palace. A man came with the sword of princes and swept all the way to kill the enemy. He almost killed the palace in front of their holy palace.

It was a terrible thing.

In the end, an elder directly suppressed it.

At that time, the news spread and caused a sensation in the whole city of God. Many people thought that he had fallen. He did not expect that he would come back again after decades.

Qingyang is the master of the swords of princes.

The dark blue sword is so powerful that it can't resist such a sword.

The power of heaven and earth, all Taoist methods, and the power of swallowing the sword of princes, all bloom at this moment.

Click!

Ah!

The scream followed, and a line of figures like a broken kite fell down, and the rest of Wen Jiaqiang were all moved.

Wood Zhang big mouth: "good strong."