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Above, on the body of the black dragon, all the people were looking at the boy who suddenly appeared in the center, full of incredible looks.

"Little Little Lord... "

The five female disciples, who had thought they would die, could not believe what was happening in front of them. Even their beautiful eyes gradually widened and looked at the boy who suddenly turned around and nodded to them with a gentle smile.

"You go down first."

With a wave of the palm of his hand, Ling Jian's unreal sword Qi rose to meet the storm. Then he turned into a few Zhang with the female disciples of Qingyun sect and flew to the ground.

"Are you the young master of Qingyun sect?"

Opposite, monk peerless that hoarse voice, slowly vomited out from the mouth, look a little surprised.

"Why, don't I?"

Ling Jian turned around and looked at Seng Jueshi calmly. However, the killing intention in his eyes was slowly condensed. Obviously, for the uninvited invaders like Seng Jueshi, Ling Jian's soul had been thoroughly angered.

"It's said that you are a waste."

Monk Jueshi grinned coldly, and his tone was extremely indifferent.

"Whether it's a rumor or a rumor, you'll know if you have a try..."

But Lingjian didn't care about the monk's words. Instead, he laughed indifferently and said.

"I really don't know the heaven and the earth. You are a brat. How dare you speak up?"

Monk peerless arrogant sneer, eyes at random sweep Ling Jian, when from Ling Jian's body just aware of the seven days of aura fluctuation, also some admire.

In any case, although this boy's cultivation is not good, he is very courageous to stand in this place.

Hum.

At this moment, the sword Qi that was thrown down by Ling Jian was buzzing, and then tearing the sky appeared behind him.

Ling Jian stamped the black dragon's body with the sole of his foot, leaped over the sword, and said coldly, "bald, you don't need such a good chance. Now you want to kill me, you don't have a chance."

Boom!

As soon as his voice fell, the sword Qi at his feet suddenly trembled, and then it turned into a streamer and burst out, and instantly escaped.

"Want to escape? How could it be so easy? "

"I'm in trouble, you son of a bitch, you can't escape."

Monk peerless face ferocious, roaring voice seems to penetrate from the depths of the soul in general, that amazing momentum in an instant, suddenly up, and then is chasing Ling Jian figure.

Ling Jian quickly appeared in the range of three thousand sword formation, and the pressure of sword flow swept out. However, after the pressure of sword flow swept out, there was resistance. After a long time, the pressure was finally restrained and calmed down slowly.

Ling Jian's body does not move, slowly stands on the sword Qi, looking at the sword array in front of him, his heart is full of sneer, and the corners of his mouth pass the cruel arc without trace.

"Run away, why don't you continue to run away?"

Behind him, the sound of the breaking wind swept like waves, and there was a ferocious and murderous voice in the tumbling black clouds.

"I won't run away, just to wait for you."

Above the sword Qi, the boy's body was straight and turned slowly, his eyes were cold.

Monk peerless is like never heard of, but eyes straight Leng Leng looking at Ling Jian at the foot of the sword, mouth showed a cruel smile, full of salivation of the color of looking at Ling Jian, sneer, "your foot, but Zhuxian Jian it..."

"Whatever you think it is, it is what you think it is."

Ling Jian said coldly.

"It seems that it is. Hand it in. In this way, I can spare you from death..."

The monk's ferocious face is full of the spirit of killing.

A sense of oppression swept across Lingjian.

Ling Jian doesn't move. He can't resist wanshayuan's killing spirit. Although the monk's killing spirit is also excellent, Ling Jian, who is familiar with wanshayuan's killing spirit, is suspected of being a teacher.

However, monk Jueshi, who is just a top ten strong man in the sky, is very real.

Ling Jian's body shakes, and just as he can't bear it, with a wave of his sleeve robe, Mori Bai's ghost mask is directly buckled on his cheek. The ghost mask covers his beautiful cheek, making him look more ferocious. At the same time, an extremely fierce force spreads out.

Boom!

His momentum, in such an instant, suddenly improved, and then jumped to the peak of the eighth heaven. A surprising storm swept out of his body, and the void seemed to tremble.

"Yes?"

This sudden burst out of momentum, but also let the monk peerless that fierce face slightly changed, immediately some surprised looking at the already covered by the ferocious mask and the young."Unexpectedly, there are so many treasures in your hand..."

Monk peerless looking at the youth that bloom out of the eight days peak momentum, but also sigh unceasingly, eyes salivate at each other's mask.

"Whew, whew."

Just after the monk's peerless words came down, the sound of swords breaking through the void came out from the void around him. As if they were linked with each other, sharp swords ran through the void at a high speed, forming a strong torrent of sword light, which directly penetrated the void and surrounded Lingjian and monk peerless completely.

A dangerous atmosphere of tension, directly from the sky diffuse.

"It's said that Qingyun sect has the treasure of Zhenzong, the immortal sword. There is a very powerful array, which should be called the three thousand sword array?"

Monk Jueshi's fierce face was calm. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the sword flow around him. At a casual glance, he sneered and said, "it's a pity that there seems to be a sword missing here. Therefore, on the premise of not being able to build a 3000 sword array, what's the fear of a incomplete 3000 sword array?"

"You know a lot about it."

Ling Jian's voice and color were cold, and he said.

"Not much, not much, just now, it has been rubbing with the sword array. Boy, do you think a broken sword array can defeat me?"

The monk peerless raised his eyelids and looked at the sword flowing slowly around him. His voice was low.

"Really, do you think I will play this kind of uncertain game with you?"

Ling Jianshen smiles, and the corner of his mouth shows a ferocious radian.

"This time, I will let you know that there is a price to pay, a price to pay, a price to pay, a price to live."

Hum.

As soon as Ling Jian's palm was lifted, a flash of sword light came directly from the mustard crystal, and then filled all around with extremely disordered Qi.

"The last sword is up to you!"

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