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Chapter 61(2/2)

Shen Jiuliang is very confident.

After all, after the intelligence investigation by his subordinates, Fenglei Xuanzong now only has Pei Tianzhuo, who is in the celestial realm, and the rest are insignificant earth-bending realms, not worth mentioning at all.

So I had long expected that there would be such a situation.

"Let them come down."

Shen Jiuliang said.

The figure of a person behind him flew directly into the sky.

There is a terrifying and overbearing aura of heavenly energy gathering around him.

A strong man in the celestial realm!

Being able to easily pick out a powerful person in the Celestial Realm shocked everyone present.

The five city lords exchanged glances with each other, full of bitterness.

This figure soared into the sky and came to Lin Ye and others.

"My sect leader, please invite everyone from Fenglei Xuanzong to come to the sect for a brief introduction."

Leng Ruo and others looked at each other, and the other party actually knew that they were coming?

When they felt that there were so many strong figures gathered under the entire Qinglei Sword Sect, Leng Ruo and others felt a little nervous.

After all, this is the headquarters of the Blue Thunder Sword Sect. Of course, it is still well concealed on the surface and does not actively reveal too much cowardice.

And Lin Ye just said one thing.

"Walk."

Then he jumped down.

The Wind Thunder Eagle flew away on its own, otherwise it would be extremely easy to be injured by the sword energy during the battle. In that case, the losses would be heavy.

Fenglei Xuanzong only raised eight in total.

This can't be wasted.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Five figures landed on the ground one after another.

When Hong Ying saw this scene, she felt slightly relieved. It turned out that she was here for a feast.

"Haha, you are the only ones here? Why didn't Pei Tianzhuo come in person?"

Shen Jiuliang said calmly.

"You have the final say here?"

Lin Ye looked at Shen Jiuliang.

And Shen Jiuliang frowned.

"Who are you? What time is it here? It's your turn to speak!"

Obviously, in Shen Jiuliang's opinion, a brat like Lin Ye was not qualified to talk to him.

Hearing Shen Jiuliang's words, the eyes of Leng Ruo and others also changed slightly. This Shen Jiuliang was really looking for death.

"I'm here to give you a gift."

Lin Ye smiled slightly, not angry.

Why bother with a dead person?

Giving gifts?

Shen Jiuliang frowned.

Then he saw Zhang Jichun striding forward behind Lin Ye and placing an iron box on the round table with a bang.

A person next to Shen Jiuliang stepped forward to open the box, and his eyes widened in horror.

"Head...head..."

"What head?"

Shen Jiuliang took a closer look and suddenly discovered that this was actually the head of his son, Shen Jun!

"you!"

Shen Jiuliang's own murderous intention immediately surged out like a torrential flood.

But before Shen Jiuliang broke out.

Lin Ye had already taken the lead and slashed towards Shen Jiuliang with his sword.

I can still wait for you to take action.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!
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