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Airan's voice was loud, and the surrounding Kunlun disciples heard it. After the deathly silence, everyone shook up. Those Kunlun disciples stood up one by one and walked onto the bridgehead of the Tongtian Bridge. At the forefront of them were Qiufengdu and Airan. At this time, the two stood side by side, both looking at the end of the Tongtian Bridge with a smile. They couldn't compete with the true immortal, but they were able to die calmly.

"I don't know if I can pick him up!" Qiu Fengdu said with a smile.

Airan took out a fishbone fan and said, "This is a top-tier fairy weapon. It's a pity that my strength is too weak, and it's my magic weapon. Otherwise, I can use it for the elders. It's a waste. But okay, If it becomes the magic weapon of my life, my magic weapon will be destroyed when I die, and it will not fall into the hands of the enemy!"

She put aura into the fishbone fan, and the fan suddenly became bigger, firmly guarding them behind her back. "If you want to take the next move, it's okay!"

Upon seeing this, everyone sacrificed their magic weapons, "Even if the next move is good!"

"Yes, the other party is a real fairy!"

"A true immortal has the ability to fight a true immortal, what is the ability to kill us!"

"Is something wrong with the immortal Yuechuan?" A voice came from the crowd, making the noisy crowd once again silent. "I hope that the immortals of Yuechuan are safe." A female Kunlun disciple took out a palm-sized sachet from her sleeve, which was embroidered with the image of the immortals of Yuechuan.

At this moment, a rough voice broke the uncomfortable dullness.

"Catch his grandma!"

"Grass!"

"Who did you learn swear words from! Insulting gentleman!"

"I'm patrolling and guarding the bridge under the Kunlun Mountains. Why don't you learn how to hear those people scolding every day? I am not on duty today. My brothers are all dead. Why are you scolding! You can still punish me for failing!"

"Good scolding! Fuck!"

...

Su Hanjin walked on the snow while holding the Heart Sword in his hand. The squally wind rolled up the goose feathers and the heavy snow fell. Her body was not stained with any snowflakes, and the sword light of Wenxinjian tore through the night, crushed the rain and snow, and turned into streamer with her, rushing to the Kunlun Mountain Tongtian Bridge. She could see the road leading to the Tongtian Bridge, and the broken bodies on the ground had already pointed the way for her.

Kunlun has more disciples than Yaoxianmen. There are many innocent merchants in the Kunlun Chamber of Commerce. They are not disciples of Kunlun, but they just buy and sell goods in Kunlun. A large part of them are monks who are fascinated by alchemy and refining tools, but none of them are spared. The shop has also been looted. There are more magic weapons here, so. The death here was even more tragic. She saw a young child cut in two, and she saw corpses everywhere.

The sharp sword light smashed and decayed, and Su Hanjin was like standing on the wave, with the sharp sword in his hand, crushing the enemy blocking him to pieces, and the waves of sword aura swallowed all the power behind the true fairy cultivator. When he turned around, he saw that behind him, there were corpses all over the field. He didn't even feel her coming.

"Who is here!" The true immortal cultivator was shocked and did not hesitate at all. Throwing a gold net in his hand, he hooded Su Hanjin's hood. Su Hanjin kept walking, and threw a small black flag in his hand, instantly. A thick black cloud appeared above the head, making the surrounding environment instantly dark. I can't see my fingers.

It's just that, for them, such darkness is not enough to block their sight, but such darkness has shocked the true celestial cultivator.

That is! The black flag is no more than a palm, and a flowing cloud is embroidered with gold thread on it. That is Zhang He's Huntian Banner, and it will actually be in the hands of this nun!

"You killed Zhang He and Yu Niang!"

Zhang He and Yu Niang in True Immortal Realm do not belong to any power, but they are not weak in their own strength and possess a lot of powerful magic weapons. Both of them were in retreat, but they didn't expect to find Zhang He's Huntian Banner here.

The Huntian Banner is extremely powerful and can cover people’s eyes. Even if the peak powers of the late Mahayana do not pay attention, they will not notice what happened under Huntian. In other words, with the Huntian Banner, Zhang He and Yu Niang can violate In the case of rules, it is not discovered by the order. Of course, the use of the Huntian Flag is far more than that, even if the order is now dispersed, the Huntian Flag has many magical uses.

Zhang He is dead, and that Yu Niang is probably too fierce. There has been such a big chaos in the real world, she will not go out to fish in troubled waters, and she will be seriously injured if she wants to survive.

Although the magic weapon is good, it must have life to make it. The other party can approach quietly and kill Zhang He and Yu Niang. His eyes dazzled, and the spiritual energy moved to the extreme. The golden net became bigger again, and the net The gold thread is airtight, like a densely woven fishing net, trying to catch the big fish Su Hanjin.

When approaching Su Hanjin, the golden net turned into a cloth bag shape, and the man shouted, "Jinchan net, take it!"

Su Hanjin's eyes were cold, and the Huntian flag was raised to block the entire sky, and the billowing clouds pressed down, making the surrounding haze heavy, just like her state of mind at this time.

Her eyes were cold, her expression was even colder, and her lips were a little purple, as if she had been frozen by snow. In her eyes, she didn't seem to see the golden cicada net under the hood, and she looked at herself in surprise. Su Hanjin glanced at him contemptuously in the captured eyes, and whispered a word out between his lips, "Broken!"

The voice was low and dull, not vigorous and not loud, and even had a slight trembling sound, as if it was involuntarily timid in the face of danger. Only at the moment that sound fell, the sword in her hand turned into thousands of swords, which were more dense and denser than the mesh of the golden cicada net, and the thousands of sword lights completely split the big net. As her wrist turned, a hurricane was born in the air for no reason, which shattered the net...

In the sky, black clouds rolled and billowed, and that hurricane seemed to be straight into the sky, and the sharp sword light at that moment was like a divine thunder falling from the sky, illuminating the originally pitch-black environment as bright as day. The broken pieces of the golden net flew over, like golden sand sprinkled on the sky, the beauty was thrilling.

Those golden sands fell on the Tongtian Bridge. On that vicissitudes and solemn bridge, it was dotted with finely divided bright colors, and brought a gorgeous flower to the vicissitudes of life carved over the years.

On the other side of the bridge, Qiu Fengdu and Ai Ran widened their eyes, looking at the scene in front of them in surprise.

"Who is that?" Ai Ran murmured, and Qiu Fengdu's eyes were dull, before answering a moment later, "Sky Profound Sword Gate."

Once the Profound Sky Sword Sect had given him a shock, the shock this time was even more exciting than the last time. Kunlun had a good relationship with the Sky Profound Sword Sect and had a long history. Now when he saw the monks wearing the Sky Profound Sword Sect costume, he felt that he had seen hope. At this moment, he didn't even think about why the Sky Profound Sword Sect had such a powerful monk, he couldn't wait for her to be stronger!

"Beat him to death!"

"Smash him into pieces!"

The Kunlun disciple behind him also saw the situation on the other side through the light. I don’t know who took the lead and shouted, and the rest of the people responded. The movement here naturally fell into the ears of the Kunlun Shrine elder who was struggling to fight. : "There is rescue, hold on!"

The true immortal on the opposite side was also a little anxious and attacked more fiercely. However, at this time, the Kunlun monk had hope in his heart, and he did not confuse himself because of the opponent's fight. Now, as long as he defends, there is hope! They didn't even dare to be distracted to see how strong the rescue was, but the movement that just came in that moment gave them confidence, persistence is victory!

After Su Hanjin shredded the opponent’s golden net, the flying sword spurred again, and the black gold fire entangled the purple thunder and lightning, and together with the Wenxin sword issued a powerful blow, like a roaring fire dragon. Bite to death!

The real celestial cultivator felt threatened, his big sleeve waved in front of him, and at the same time his body retreated rapidly, but the formation behind him had not been broken yet, he just took a few steps back and was blocked. As soon as he started, the black cloud above his head was covered like a pot lid.

The cyan pattern embroidered on his long sleeves swims like a living thing. The next moment, the pattern on the sleeve becomes a tree vine blocking him in front of him. Just after forming a tree wall, the dragon sword light bombarded him. ...

"Blocked!" He relaxed a little, but he felt a little distressed when he thought of the limited use of this pleated vine. Only after hearing a soft pop, the little distress in his heart was completely abandoned, but it turned into horror.

"Papa, papa, papa..." A soft noise came from the tree wall surrounded by pleated vines. The sound was very small at first, then it became louder, and there was a pause in the beginning, and then one after another. , And the voice is getting louder and louder, and it is getting more and more stern, just like the cry of the pleated vine before dying! That is a magic weapon, how could it die! His heart trembled. He didn't expect that he would be frightened like this by this female nun!

Thinking of this, he said solemnly: "I am the monk Changsheng of the immortal alliance, Kunlun Xia Yuechuan and Yaoxianmen Linglong have fallen at this time, you are for Kunlun, for the dead Xia Yuechuan and my true immortal world's first power immortal alliance As an enemy, the Fairy League will not let you go. If you stop at this time, I will say a few words for you, how about letting you join the Fairy League?"

The Immortal League is the victor of the power struggle after the chaos, and it is the number one power in the true immortal world today. There are more than 500 Mahayana monks. She is the enemy of the Immortal League, which is the enemy of a large number of Mahayana monks.

Su Hanjin didn't answer, but he answered with a loud noise.

With a bang, the wall entangled with tree vines exploded directly, and the green tree vines instantly turned into dead wood. At the same time, the Ujin fire burned, burning the pleated vines into black.

The pleated vine disappeared in an instant, and the sleeve of the real fairy king Changsheng was already on fire, and he couldn't put out the flame when he tried desperately to cast the spell. Seeing the tongue of fire rolled his entire arm, he immediately cut off the long sleeve. , But it was too late at this time, the flame burned on his arm, and the spiritual energy in his body couldn't stop it!

Jun Changsheng had no other choice but to grit his teeth and chop down his right arm!

"Sky fire! Still the dead fire in the sky fire, and thunder fire!" What kind of flame is this! Jun Changsheng can also refine tools. He has never seen such a flame. Where the flame has burned, all the aura in his body has disappeared, making his arm completely destroyed!

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