Bang!

The air burst, and the endless waves of air rolled.

The disciple of the Divine Sword Pavilion in front of Lin Qianjun has been eliminated from the Xuyun Realm.

“34.”

While Lin Qianjun responded, his figure flashed again, and he came to another disciple and punched again.

Bang!

“33.”

Bang!

“32.”

...

Lin Qianjun's speed was extremely fast, which made them, a group of sword cultivators who were famous for their speed, unable to react. Moreover, the power of his punches was extremely exaggerated. No one could withstand the pure physical attack.

Every time Lin Qianjun makes a punch, he can easily eliminate an opponent.

What's even more outrageous is that their attacks are not blocked by Lin Qianjun. At most, they can use their true energy to protect their clothes, and at the other time they use their physical body to resist.

Even so, their attacks could not cause any damage to Lin Qianjun.

After Lin Qianjun eliminated fourteen disciples of the Divine Sword Pavilion, these people realized that something was wrong and wanted to escape.

But they obviously thought too much.

Ang~~moo~!!

With this vast roar, a phantom of an ancient sacred cow that was thousands of feet high appeared.

As the sound waves spread, the remaining twenty disciples of the Divine Sword Pavilion fell one after another, and the true qi in their bodies was chaotic, making them dizzy and unable to control themselves.

After control, you naturally need to connect the output.
Chapter completed!