Good morning everyone.

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The sword light penetrated through the sky, and the breath of the sword spirit stopped.

Someone recognized it: "It's Lu Guanglin!"

Lu Guanglin is one of the two powerful masters of Luoxia Sect this time. This person has achieved perfection in his practice and is actually quite famous.

At this time, a knife tip was swept, and billions of flames seemed to be alive, falling from the sky, flooding the entire valley, and even more seemed to be about to destroy Tan Weiran and Feng Chuxue in one fell swoop.

What an amazing knife technique!

Tan Weiran's thoughts turned, focused on gathering his mind, and instantly shook the wind and swung the willows. Although the wind and snow gathered murderous intent, they did not dare to be careless at all. Tan Weiran did not take it lightly from beginning to end.

Anyway, Luoxia Sect is a sect that once had the Demi Realm, and is a sect that currently has five powerful people who have defeated the Void.

"Go back at night with ice and snow!" The clear voice actually gave people a crystal clear feeling of ice and jade.

One of the radiances was a sword that was so skillful that Feng Chuxue swept across the ground with a graceful sword. In an instant, silver-white sparks were drawn on the ground, splashing everywhere. At the point of the sword, the frost-white color suddenly seemed like sparks spreading across the valley.

This sword spirit released the surging sea of ​​fire with one move, Lu Guanglin's voice shook Cangye: "You are 30% sword spirit, I am 30% sword spirit. And you are embracing the true realm, I am the divine realm, why should you fight with me!"

"So, I want you to get out, you have to...get out!"

A ferocious sound suddenly sounded. The surging flames suppressed the frost. A bright rainbow passed by in the sky, flashing in front of the wind blowing snow chest.

Puff! Feng Chuxue sprinkled a few wisps of blood on her body, fighting with Lu Guanglin, and the fierce battle was in full swing!

Tan Weiran's heart tightened and he stepped forward. He saw Feng Chuxue's expression condensed, as if he was coming from the iceberg: "Don't interfere, he is my opponent..."

The wind blows the snow and wants to try the sword with people!

Tan Weiran suddenly realized that this was Feng Chuxue's fight alone. Tan Weiran didn't intervene because he knew what Feng Chuxue was doing and what he wanted to do. It was because the other party was too strong, and he didn't want Feng Chuxue to try the sword and become a slut, that would be boring.

The wind blew and snow were determined to make Tan Weiran difficult to persevere. He rubbed his body in front of him with selflessness, and slashed out again with one sword and another. The overwhelming frost and the surging fire collided with each other.

Tan Weiran pressed the hilt of the sword coldly. He was distracted by Feng Chuxue's battle, and his faint eyes brewed with danger. Who will be my opponent? Who? Who is it?

This should have been my battle. Why didn't anyone come to me to die?

Tan Weiran pursed his lips and pressed the sword with a light color. He was looking forward to the Luoxia Sect's members coming forward to die.

The unique and elegant villa quietly emerged.

Luoxia Sect! Tan Weiran smiled instead of anger, and his eyes became more and more indifferent. He could clearly notice that among the members of Luoxia Sect, there was the realm of the true realm, the spiritual travel realm, and the divine realm.

The most important thing is...there is also the realm of breaking the virtual world.

"Someone is looking at me, who is full of murderous intention?" Tan Weiran narrowed his eyes and glanced slowly, and soon settled on a person who stood at the highest point. Finally, he raised his hand slightly and made a slit throat gesture on his throat.

When Liang Zeng was so angry that he wanted to fight back, Tan Weiran had already twisted his body slightly and turned to Yang Tianqi who was mixed in, making the throat-cutting action slower and clearer.

A hundred feet away, Yang Tianqi faced this action coldly without any emotion, looking at Tan Weiran, as if looking at a dead person.

He is worthy of being the King of Deaths.

Tan Weiran knew that Yang Tianqi would not be afraid of this action, and he did not want Yang Tianqi to be afraid, but wanted Yang Tianqi to understand how determined his murderous intention was. No matter it was Luoxia Sect or anything, it could not stop his will.

An absolutely provocative throat-cutting action made Liang Zeng's face turn blue, and countless thoughts were circling in his heart.

Two days ago, he was angry with others, because he took the initiative to break the rules as the organizer. This behavior has made the people led by Cao Yuanzheng feel dissatisfied. If something similar happens again, it is probably impossible to explain.

"Tianqi, is it him who you are talking about Xu Weiran?" Liang Zeng asked coldly. There were many rumors outside, and some people said it was a one-sided word from Luoxia Sect.

Yang Tianqi lowered her head, her eyes were full of calmness, but her words were filled with grief and anger and powerlessness: "He has disguised himself, and the disciple... I can't recognize him." As he said that, tears had already fallen: "I miss Master Feng and the others..."

The names of Feng Yiting and Chen Qi and others who passed away seemed to be thorning on their hearts one by one, repeatedly igniting Liang Zeng's anger. He remembered that the blood debt was not reported and said, "Don't worry, you are a good child, and you, Master Feng and the others, will definitely be happy in Jiuyou."

After a turn of the topic, he said gloomy: "Their lives are settled. I will hang their bodies high in the villa... Let everyone see the fate of being enemies with Luoxia Sect."

If not, it is not enough to eliminate the great hatred in my heart.

Liang Zeng has regarded Tan Weiran and Feng Chuxue as things in his pocket. Instead, he is not in a hurry to take their lives. Anyway, it is two lives put in his pocket.

Can two opponents of the True Realm be the Breaking Void Realm? Of course not, why should these two boys dare to come to the door and come to the door?

Liang Zeng seemed reckless, but in fact there were thinner ones. He looked up in a dark state without moving, with a hidden sneer: "Can it be someone behind these two boys?"

Liang Zeng was not afraid of the two having a background, but was afraid of the two having a background he didn't know. For example, Fusheng Sect, Yunchuan Sect, and Xuzhi Palace...

Liang Zeng was secretly suspicious and strengthened his vigilance. This matter was too sudden and strange. He didn't want the sect to be plotted against. No one knew whether a certain force would suddenly reach out to Luoxia Sect behind his back.

This is too likely.

Nowadays, young people are really crazy, one is 30% sword spirit, and the other is 40% sword spirit, so they dare to be enemies with Luoxia Sect. So what the result is? Even if they are geniuses, they will still be dead.

No matter how good a young genius dies, it will be nothing. Over the years, many geniuses die for various reasons, but not many of them.

Liang Zeng seemed to have seen Tan Weiran and Feng Chuxue die together, and Luoxia Sect regained its reputation and a stream of air spurted out from his nostrils with satisfaction.

He was not worried about Tan Weiran and Feng Chuxue, he was afraid of the mastermind behind the two of them. Just because of these two people, such a big lad, there must be a mystery. Liang Zeng was confident and not arrogant, and he had already told him to be on guard secretly.

The wind blows and snow alone entangles Lu Guanglin and fights fiercely.

Tan Weiran had no opponent, so he temporarily suppressed his murderous intent and slapped the formation for the wind and snow. From time to time, he sneered with contempt, raised his little fingers to the Luoxia Sect, and then slowly turned it down with stimulation.

Enough to be exciting and provocative.

I don't believe that your Luoxia Sect can really be indifferent. Tan Weiran's mood is very small. He knows his goals and what he wants to achieve, and he is doing this.

The best thing is to anger Liang Zeng and make Liang Zeng take the initiative.

Sure enough, such uncovered provocation was enough to stimulate people. Liang Zeng raised his eyelids and his eyes were squinting and his anger was revealed: "Why don't you go up quickly, why are you standing there?"

Zhang Lu hesitated a little, looked back before stepping forward, and sent a voice message: "Who is here?" Liang Zeng's heart skipped a beat.

Lu Guanglin was entangled by Feng Biaoxue alone. Feng Biaoxue, who is 30% Sword Soul, is so strong, and 40% Sword Soul? Except for him and Zhang Lu, and Lu Guanglin, the others who fight alone may not be the opponent.

At this time, the sword lights intertwined with amazing light, attracting all the attention.

Lu Guanglin laughed loudly, full of pride. With the sword that broke the mountain and broke the river, the wind blew and snow fell out, and the sprinkling blood mixed with the rain and disappeared.

If Feng Chuxue did not possess the sword spirit, Lu Guanglin might be able to blow the snow into pieces with one move, so how could he fight again and again?

Even so, the wind blows snow, which is the best among young warriors, is basically not an opponent in front of the powerful Shenzhao who has soul, which makes all young warriors who have been surging with their hearts.

People say that no matter what kind of cultivation level, the warrior who condenses his spirit has the ability to fight against the powerful Shenzhao.

It's one move. It's indeed one move.

Feng Chuxue groaned and burst out bloody flowers, looking at Lu Guanglin tightly, with a hideous and disdainful face.

I don’t know if Lu Guanglin deliberately attacked young warriors. This naked disdain showed off his strength as an old monk, which made Yan Xingkong and Sui Yunque look dark.

Feng Chuxue remembered the battle of Tan Weiran defeating Feng Yiting, and nodded secretly and shook her head. Tan Weiran could, but he couldn't. Why? What's the difference?

Feng Chuxue does not have to negotiate the difference between the two, but rather measures yourself based on the standards of this friend of life and death, stimulates yourself, and trains yourself.

In an instant, the flames flew across the sky, as if they were about to hurt the wind and snow severely, a sword mixed with purple lightning was quietly handed out, intercepting and removing the remaining flames.

The flying Feng Chuxue was suddenly supported by a hand. Tan Weiran appeared behind him like a ghost and said lightly: "Try again, you will die."

The wind blows snow, which has been dyed red and white in white, is full of tenacity and stubbornness, and says, "I want to try!"

Tan Weiran flipped his wrist and slapped Feng Chuxue's wrist, snatched his sword off, bent it into an amazing arc, and suddenly let go and made a shouting sound, adding strength to his words: "Be careful, you are crazy."

Tan Weiran looked up, his eyes filled with a happy prelude to killing: "We are here to kill people, not to intervene, not to practice swords, but to kill people." Killing people and killing enemies is an endless pleasure.

"Kill them..."

Tan Weiran smiled and pointed at Liang Zeng first, and took turns to the past one by one, without special contempt or special emphasis. It was as plain as discussing slaughtering sheep and cattle.

Finally pointing at Qin Liang!

Youran looked up, Tan Weiran shook his hand and snapped his fingers handsomely, and said lightly: "That's how I killed it!"

With a snap of his fingers, a rich purple color swept across the earth from the sky, and an incapable light flew away.
Chapter completed!