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"Boom-boom-boom!"

Waves of deafening sonic booms exploded in the air, just like depth bombs exploding one after another.

The armored war dragon was like a bolt of black lightning, flying across the sky at an extremely fast speed and piercing the sky towards the south.

It has no wings, and its body alone can reach speeds exceeding the speed of sound, no less than a first-class fighter jet. If other cultivators saw it, their jaws would probably drop.

"Huh? It seems like they are from the Kunlun sect again?"

After just flying for a while, Yang Yunfan suddenly noticed a few familiar scents coming from the southwest.

That aura was very similar to the person he met before, who was from the Kunlun Sect!

People from the Kunlun Sect came to Xiangtan City in large numbers. What were they doing?

"Kintaro! Stop!" He frowned and then patted the armored dragon.

"hold head high!"

The armored war dragon understood, shouted loudly, swung its huge tail, shrank its body, and suddenly soared towards the crowd below like an eagle.

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"Senior Brother Wuhen, there are only two hundred miles left to Xiangtan City. Don't worry."

In the sky, several masters of the Kunlun Sect's elder level were on their way quickly.

A few hours ago, after receiving the Feijian message from Taoist Master Yunlong, they immediately set off from Kunlun. However, Kunlun is thousands of miles away from Xiangtan City.

They had flown all the way and were very tired by now.

However, they all knew that there was a huge threat to Yang Yunfan's family, and even Taoist priest Yunlong was injured.

At this time, no matter how tired they were, they did not dare to delay.

"We're almost there. Junior brothers, please hold on a little longer."

Seeing the little lights of the distant city, Taoist Wuhen also knew that Xiangtan City was coming soon. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he also tried his best to activate his spiritual energy. Even if he was exhausted, he must reach Xiangtan City as soon as possible.

"Junior brothers, this rescue of Yang Yunfan's family is related to the thousand-year reputation of our Kunlun sect."

"On that day, Heavenly Sword Yang Yunfan and his master brother worked hand in hand to repel the powerful enemy who invaded our Kunlun, so that our Kunlun's thousand-year reputation would not be damaged. Today, our Kunlun naturally cannot sit back and watch Yang Yunfan's family members being threatened and ignore it!"

Taoist Wuhen wore a white Taoist robe and looked solemn.

He firmly grasped the white jade sword hanging at his waist.

"Chao Lu Jian, come with me to fight the strongest man in North America. Isn't that an insult to you?" Taoist Wuhen whispered, with a look of determination on his face.

This long sword is completely cold, and there is a natural white lotus mark on the sword. It is a unique and precious sword.

This divine sword was the ten-thousand-year-old ice discovered by his third-generation founder, Zuowang Peak, in the extreme valley of the Kunlun Mountains. It was later forged through generations of first century-old ice, and finally became a sword.

This divine sword is a treasure that he has inherited from Zuowang Peak for thousands of years.

In the past, let alone taking it out to fight the enemy, he would not even take a second look at it, and would always hide in the secret room at Zuowang Peak.

Today, for the sake of loyalty to his friends, he even took out this treasure that was kept at the bottom of the box. The determination in his heart is evident.

If you don’t succeed, you will succeed!

"Huh? Who?"

At this moment, Taoist Wuhen suddenly felt that the vitality in the air suddenly fluctuated. However, he did not feel the breath of someone approaching. It can be seen that the strength of the person who came was far beyond him, and he could not even sense the breath.

Neither can be done.

He could only sense through the violent fluctuations of vitality in the air that an extraordinary person was coming!

At this time, near Xiangtan, the only person with such strength is probably the strongest man in North America, Hades!

"Junior brothers, form an array! The Nine-curved Sword Formation of the Yellow River!" Taoist Wuhen roared violently, but there was a hint of sadness and determination on his face.

They have come all the way, their spiritual energy is exhausted, and the other party is waiting for work. I am afraid that most of the nine people on their trip will die here!

"drink!!"

Behind him, all the Kunlun elders also roared fiercely, and the long swords on their backs rose into the sky, shining brightly!

Three cups of Turanuo, the five mountains are lighter!

Today there are only Kunlun disciples who died in battle, and no Kunlun elders who retreated!

"Seniors of the Kunlun Sect, we haven't seen each other for two months... you don't need to start a fight like this as soon as you meet, right? It's a sword formation, and it's a flying sword..."

In the darkness, Yang Yunfan slowly appeared in front of everyone riding an armored war dragon.

The huge armored war dragon surprised everyone as soon as it appeared.

The cold scales, the ability to float in the void, and the bloodthirsty aura that exudes all the time... just the mount is so powerful!

Hades, the king of Hades, is indeed the strongest man in North America today, a master who has been famous in the world for thirty years! They are all awe-inspiring, thinking that this time, they will escape death.

However, the next moment, they heard a familiar voice again.

"Mr. Yang? Is that you?"

In the darkness, Taoist Wuhen looked at the strange man with a beard above the armored dragon from afar.

But with those clear eyes and familiar tone, it was clearly Yang Yunfan.

He blinked, some of them unrecognizable.

Yang Yunfan's aura before was as warm as jade, which made people very comfortable. But at this time, his aura was as deep as an abyss, almost imperceptible. Looking at it from a close distance, there was also a cold aura like a black hole, which made it difficult for him to determine

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"Taoist Priest Wuhen, have I changed that much? You don't even recognize me?"

"By the way, Taoist priests, it's so late and you're on your way. Where are you going?"

Yang Yunfan was very surprised when he saw that the Kunlun Sect actually dispatched nine elders, led by Taoist Wuhen, with murderous intent.

I don’t know who is so unlucky that he offended the Kunlun Sect and actually let the Kunlun Sect mobilize a lineup of this level?

"this……"

The elders of the Kunlun Sect all stared at Yang Yunfan after hearing Yang Yunfan's words. They thought this scene was really weird.

Rumor has it that because Yang Yunfan killed the Great Sword Saint Grom in Siberia, which angered Hades, Hades wanted to take revenge on Yang Yunfan's family.

In order to protect Yang Yunfan's family, Taoist priest Yunlong was seriously injured. Feijian sent a letter to Kunlun, asking for rescue.

After the Kunlun faction heard the news, for the sake of their moral integrity, they sent nine of them to Xiangtan City to help out!

However, they never expected that Yang Yunfan was not dead!

"Ha ha……"

After a moment of silence, Taoist Wuhen came to his senses first, thought of something funny, and burst out laughing.

"Mr. Yang, you're okay. That's great! Haha..." Seeing Taoist Wuhen burst into laughter, the other Kunlun elders also came to their senses and started laughing along with him.

Heavenly Sword Emperor, Yang Yunfan!

He's not dead!

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. If he doesn't die, who in the world would dare to touch his family?

If he doesn't die, as long as he sits in the south of China, who in the world would dare to covet China?

Although China is huge, there is not an inch of land that can be given away!
Chapter completed!