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The elegant four-petaled green lotus hit Feng Zixin quietly like thunder and lightning!

A ray of glow appeared violently and was penetrated by this elegant green lotus. The moment it touched the body, it burst into four petals and quietly squeezed into Feng Zixin's body.

The lotus was divided into four petals, and in an instant it was like a steel knife, shaving back and forth in Feng Zixin's body. A trace of pale appeared on Feng Zixin's pretty face, and a look of horror flowed in her pupils.

The secret technique of the Jin Mansion!

What kind of people did the Feng family provoke?

Feng Zixin couldn't help but groaned. In a blink of an eye, the light that released endless glory was accompanied by the golden dragon's attack!

Sigh! From his shoulder to his chest, the five oblique claw marks were torn apart, and five shallow blood marks were torn out on his body.

The dragon claw hand with tens of fist intentions could only barely penetrate the fifth-level robes, leaving only a few traces on the fifth-level gold body.

"Oh, the dragon claw hand is indeed not enough." Tan Weiran was filled with sadness, his true energy changed, and his meridians instantly flowed into the power of earth movement. A sharp grab, mixed with a thousand pounds of force, hit his chest.

Feng Zixin's face retreated like a tide of blood, and a mouthful of blood shot out. It was also a grab, and it fell firmly on Tan Weiran.

But he saw a ray of light burst out from Tan Weiran's body, and he grabbed it and fell on it, creating waves of ripples. He hit Tan Weiran, and Feng Zixin was shocked and severely injured.

It turned out to be a sixth-level golden body!

Tan Weiran wiped off a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth and pulled out the sword. He turned slowly and showed a purple halo, and praised: "If he is a new Lingyou strongman, he has probably been killed by secret techniques. He is worthy of being an old Lingyou strongman, and he has his own uniqueness."

Blood gushed out of Feng Zixin's mouth and said coldly: "Don't even think of anything from me."

Tan Weiran laughed silently: "Take it seriously? Do you really think, what do I want to know from you?"

Three breaths came quickly from outside in a blink of an eye. The energy surged. He rushed into the room with great momentum and said sternly: "Who dares to be in my Feng family..."

Before he finished speaking, a hand shining with a bright golden color appeared on the person who spoke.\\The first release\\sweeped it a little. He tore his throat open and sprayed blood like a fountain.

With one move, the dragon claw hand was as thick as a mountain. The man fell on a man's body. The man immediately started to scream, and his sternum was broken several times, piercing into his heart, and he was in awe on the spot.

The last man was frightened and turned around and fled without thinking. After being chased by Tan Weiran, he took off his head with one sword, and casually carried the bloody head in front of Feng Zixin: "Now, what?"

Feng Zixin's face was tragic, and the young warrior was surprisingly powerful.

Young embrace the true realm, powerful practical combat power, tenth-level boxing intention, fifth-level golden mansion secret technique, and even sixth-level golden body.

Feng Zixin is at the Lingyou Realm and has seen it in the foreign domain. Unlike other people in the Feng family, she has limited cultivation. She has not taken a step from the Qingyin Waste Realm, and her vision is limited. She knows what this means.

This means that the young man in front of him is probably not a casual cultivator. He is a core disciple of a great background and a large family.

It is not that there are no geniuses in the casual cultivator. On the contrary, there are countless geniuses. It is just the environment and resources of the casual cultivator, which determines that most casual cultivators are almost late to achieve success in their age.

Tan Weiran said sincerely: "If I say I don't want to kill someone and seize treasures, you will definitely not believe it. However, I have no grudges and grudges with your Feng family, so there is no need to kill for nothing. I am also from a noble family, and I don't want to see an outsider come to kill my family one day."

Feng Zixin's eyes moved slightly, and a ray of hope and thought appeared.

Tan Weiran said sincerely and frankly: "I just need to copy a skill you have obtained in the cave. If necessary, I can bid for one million spirit stones."

While Feng Zixin pondered, Tan Weiran frowned slightly: "Someone is coming to die again. I think you'd better make a decision faster."

Many auras surrounded the Feng family from all directions. Three figures broke through the wall and rushed towards Tan Weiran together, shouting angrily: "Dare to act wildly in my Feng family!"

The three powerful people who embrace the true realm will take action together.

Tan Weiran's eyes were indifferent and regretful: "I have given two opportunities, and the righteousness is done."

Almost at the same time, Feng Zixin's breath changed, and he secretly activated a drop of essence and blood. His serious injury was immediately healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, making a sharp roar. The fierce light burst out with the strongest power, and a sneak attack on Tan Wei's heart.

For a moment, Tan Weiran showed a shallow regret, and softly applied the sword to his fingertips, making a loud dragon roar, and the sword turned into a purple light and was out of the sheath.

Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword! One becomes the sword spirit!

Suddenly, it was like a dark cloud rolling, and an inexplicable burst of power was pressing against everyone's hearts.

The spiritual energy condensed on a sword like a tide, increasing the power of a sword to the greatest extent. The faint Nine Heavens Divine Thunder appeared suddenly. The three true realms were only affected by the remaining power, and they flew backwards.

Feng Zixin was in the air, emitting resentment and murderous intent, but at this moment he saw a purple storm coming, and only the domineering purple color was left in his pupils!

The purple storm blew, and lightning intertwined and destroyed everything. Feng Zixin's body was blurred in the storm, and the charred color spread rapidly on his body.

"Um?"

Tan Weiran's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly saw a seal flying out of Feng Zixin's arms. In the fierce storm of the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword, it was completely unscathed. With a thought, he grabbed the seal firmly in his palm.

When the terrifying and domineering purple lightning finally dissipated, a ruin full of dark and gray was revealed.

Feng Zixin's body was almost charred, and black smoke was floating. Tan Weiran stepped forward and fell down with a palm, and completely killed him.

He knocked Feng Qiwei out and grabbed him and rose into the air. Talked like a big roc flying beyond the Feng family.

"Grandma, it's gone..."

The Feng family members looked dark, and they felt that a pillar of the family collapsed. Looking at the piaoyang Tan Weiran, they didn’t know whether to chase or not. If they chased, they might not be able to beat them. If they don’t chase them, they will…

"Chasing!" Everyone was confused and lost their spiritual support. At the same time, a voice roared: "Kill him and avenge the grandma."

Many people hugged the true realm one after another flew and chased the river city.

When the sword soul was excited, a young man was in a restaurant near the window, sensing the sword soul's momentum from afar, and was moved: "It's the sword soul!"

When I saw many powerful men from the Feng family who were hugging the true realm, chasing a young man with a slightly dark face.

After brushing it, he slapped the fan faces together and patted it in his palm. The young man in luxurious clothes said solemnly: "Is it him? The guard beside Feng Qiwei, where did that guy come from? Could he have the previous sword soul be fired?"

A man with a calm demeanor said in a deep voice: "Sixth Young Master, that guy is just holding the real world. He took action rashly and was already alerting the snake. From my perspective... it's time to take action."

The young master Huagui asked back, "Who should I do it?"

"Take it together." The handsome middle-aged man showed a hint of coldness: "That boy must have a plan when he enters the Feng family. If he takes action rashly, he may have got what he wants. Besides, it's really damn if he ruins our big deal."

The handsome middle-aged man said again: "The Feng family vaguely seems to have found a cave. We can find it, and the boy may have found it too. Maybe he just snatched the treasure that the Feng family got from the cave and took action."

The young master Huagui pondered with a serious look: "Uncle Zhao, my previous sword soul... I don't know who sent it."

Zhao Mingtang snorted coldly, and his aura surged out: "That kid is just embracing the true realm. Even if he condenses the sword spirit, he only has one move. And we have more than one Lingyou strong man. Don't worry, the world nephew. At the least, he can escape unstoppable."

The young master Huagui nodded: "That's fine." He looked back and explained lightly: "Then do it, and wipe out the Feng family, who was in ill-hearted, share the worries of his father, and then catch a few living people to question the location of the cave."

He smiled and said with a bright smile: "Don't let anyone go. If it really doesn't work, you can wait for the rabbit."

After a while, the order was passed, and men in black jumped from all over the Jiangcheng to the roof. Looking down from the sky, they looked like black dots and rushed towards the Feng family quickly.

Gradually they gathered together, forming four long black dragons, surrounding the huge Feng family without ventilation.

Then, the killing began.

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"Save your dog's life!"

The sword energy shot sharply, and a thunderous thunder slashed a small building to collapse.

Tan Weiran's toe point, and a beautiful stolen bucket in the air was shot out. The wind glided in the air, stomped his feet and soared into the air, landing on the top of the city: "Brother Li, if you don't take action, I will have to escape in the desert, brother."

"Hahaha, Brother Xu, I want to see your methods. If you push me out, I won't be able to see this time. Well, I'll show you the methods too."

Li Zhoulong's heroic laughter spread ten miles, and a magnificent sword aura was accompanied by 90% of the sword intentions. A man who was slashed by a true realm was slashed, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out. Li Zhoulong forced him forward and cut his head off three consecutive swords.

Tan Weiran laughed: "Brother Li is a good method. This time, it's time for me to appreciate it. Brother Li, don't let me down."

Li Zhoulong's voice was roaring wildly, and the sound was extremely turbulent: "Haha, Brother Xu is ready, I'll kill you!"

He rubbed his body and moved, just like a cloud flying through the clouds and approached his body. Three consecutive swords were slashed, and he was extremely fierce, and he cut a person with a true realm back three steps in a row.

"Ao!" Li Zhoulong roared like a rage, and slashed it in the air with a sword, without any fancy!

With a loud sound of gold and iron, the realm of the true world was actually slashed to the floor with a knife.

The Kuangba slashed down and suddenly more than 30 swords were blasted out in a blink of an eye, shaking the true realm to death so that all the internal organs were shattered to death!

Tan Weiran stood tall on the top of the city, and used a casual sword to force the Feng family to retreat. Seeing the hunting, he was happy and excited about the passion in his heart. He couldn't help but roar: "Brother Li is such a powerful method."

"Let's compare, how."

Putting away the sword, Tan Weiran swung the dragon claw hand, swinged his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly hit the air, hammering a true realm as if it was a kite! (Welcome, your support is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!