"Destroy that kid directly, take the sword and leave." This time, the Heiyu Palace came to four semi-saints in the Tianyuan Realm, eight semi-saints in the Ziyuan Realm, and more than ten semi-saints in the Qingyuan Realm.

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Their branches in Kongming City were almost all out, in order to be foolproof.

He will not give up until he takes over the Supreme Saint Sword. If possible, even Lin Yun will be killed.

"Everyone in the Sword Sect obeys the order and keep Ye Qingtian!"

Mu Chuan roared, and black flames bloomed all over his body, and the ground immediately became alive and turned into black dust.

Third senior brother!

Lin Yun looked back and felt excited, and the sword sect made all his strength again for him.

Muchuan has extremely strong combat power. He fought against two, and the Netherworld Flowers bloomed heavily on his body.

Not only that, he also dragged several semi-saints of the Purple Yuan Realm. The power of the underworld was fused with the fusion of holy energy, making the opponent seem extremely afraid.

boom!

The Netherworld ran away wildly, turning into a giant sword supporting the sky, sweeping away like lightning and directly shocking two semi-saint elders of the Ziyuan Realm who were sneak attacking.

"Brother Muchuan, so powerful!"

After seeing this, the Lord of Zi Lei Peak laughed. His body was filled with purple light, and thunder flames condensed into a cold dark moon.

Other sword forces were extremely surprised when they saw such a formation.

Fortunately, they were only responsible for closure of the road. The three major forces, including Yanyu Villa, only plundered the Black Feather Palace, and were waiting and watching for a short period of time and did not take action.

But even so, this battle is extremely magnificent.

Dozens of semi-saints fought, and the disciples of both sides fought each other, without any reserve.

"Ye Qingtian, die for me!"

suddenly!

A semi-saint of the Qingyuan Realm of the Black Feather Palace slapped Lin Yun with a palm in the air.

Rumble!

Under the sacred energy, the ground collapsed, and the dust that was rolled up raged like a long dragon.

The opponent took action too quickly, and Lin Yun was unable to draw the sword for a while, so he had to activate the Sun-Chasing Divine Art to keep retreating.

"Can you run away?"

Such a half-saint elder in Qingyuan Realm laughed endlessly. His cultivation level is at the peak of Qingyuan Realm. He has already exceeded one hundred years, and his holy energy is extremely powerful.

With all his strength, Lin Yun had to avoid the edge for a while.

"Ye Qingtian, take the sword!"

In the distance, Ye Ziling seemed to see something. Her expression was extremely complicated. She reached out and snatched the White Dragon Sacred Sword out, turning it into a shocking geek and flew over in an instant.

Lin Yun looked back and saw the two of them facing each other, and for a moment they were mixed emotions.

The former brothers, the former love of burying flowers, and the past of Fuyun Sword Sect all came to my mind one by one.

Before Lin Yun could react, he held the White Dragon Holy Sword, the dragon sword he personally gave to Ye Ziling.

not good!

Lin Yun was about to say he was about to suffer, but half of the mysterious "broken sword" was pulled out from his body, releasing a terrifying black sword light, which was instantly poured into the White Dragon Sacred Sword.

If it were in the past, the White Dragon Sacred Sword would have to be broken if it supports a few breaths.

But this time, Lin Yun unexpectedly discovered that he seemed to be able to control this "black light sword energy" and only bless him in the holy sword.

In fact, the White Dragon Saint Sword is not much stronger than the Burial Flower, and is even weaker.

But when he really held it, he unexpectedly discovered that this sword was almost perfectly matched with his own dragon bone and the double dragon holy body.

The cold light that was swallowed and spit out from the sword body burst out with ninety percent of the power of this sword.

"Good sword!"

Lin Yun was delighted. Before he became a half-saint, it was difficult to release all the power of the Star Saint Sword.

But the White Dragon Holy Sword seems to be different.

roar!

The moment when the sword intent of the Galaxy injected into it, a shocking dragon roar suddenly roared, and a white dragon shadow flew out of the sword, and then went straight into the sky, causing thunder and dragon power to sweep across the world.

Bang!

The attacking half-saint of Qingyuan Realm was immediately shocked to fly away.

"Just just a dragon clan holy sword, how arrogant is it?" The half-saint of Qingyuan Realm grinned, reorganized the holy energy, sacrificed his own astrological scroll, and the holy power pressed over like a hill.

"It's more than enough to kill you, the old dog!"
Chapter completed!