Bang!

At the critical moment, the fisherman in the fisherman robe sacrificed a small tower to suppress the sword aura, and then broke the sword aura in a mess, which allowed him to dissolve it.

But there was a cold murderous intent on his face.

Just before, he was almost injured by the other party's sneak attack.

Not only that, his personal secret treasures and prisoners were also seized. This was the first time he failed after entering the land of Dongzhou!

"Who!"

The fisherman in the fishing robe was extremely frightened and angry, and hated the person who took action in secret.

The void condensed, and two figures appeared.

The current one is a boy, wearing white clothes, red lips and white teeth, and his elegant temperament, combined with his handsome face, I don’t know how many women will fascinate.

The other is a middle-aged man wearing iron armor, and he is powerful without anger. He is not generous. He hides the power that makes the fishermen in the fishing robe and fishermen feel palpitations.

"The sixth level of Nascent Soul!"

The fisherman in the fishing robe stared at the middle-aged man in the iron armor, and his voice was extremely certain.

At the same time, I also understand that the knife that sneaked me out just now came from this person.

"Who are you?"

The fisherman in the fishing robe voice was cold, and his eyebrows gradually gathered up, feeling the difficulty of being a middle-aged man in iron armor.

"The head?"

"It's really the leader!"

"Your Sect Master, you are back!"

"If you come back one step later, our immortal sect will be destroyed!"

“…”

The two ignored the fisherman in the fishing robe. However, the strong man from the immortal sect in the immortal formation was immediately excited after seeing the two, and even cried loudly, with his nose, tears in his eyes, which was so spectacular.

"The leader? The leader of Tongtian Immortal Sect?"

The fisherman's eyes directly targeted the middle-aged iron armor, obviously thinking that only the middle-aged iron armor with the sixth level of the Nascent Soul cultivation is worthy of being the head of the Tongtian Immortal Sect.

Immediately, my face turned gloomy: "Damn the Fentian Sect, didn't it mean that there was only one early-stage powerful man in the Tongtian Immortal Sect? Now a sixth-level powerful Yuanying power has appeared!"

The two who appeared were Zhao Fang and Luo Yuan who came to Dongzhou through the Wuzhou teleportation array.

In fact.

After reaching the Nascent Soul, you can teleport directly from Wuzhou to Dongzhou through teleportation.

But Zhao Fang didn't have this ability and could only rely on the teleportation immortal formation.

The teleportation immortal array constructed by Bai Qing is indeed not as perfect as the professional immortal array master, with many flaws and loopholes.

Zhao Fang can tolerate anything else, but the only thing that is unhappy is the accuracy issue.

It was clearly constructed to build a teleportation array near Tongtian Immortal Gate, but when I teleported over, I found that I had arrived at the edge of Dongzhou.

It’s okay to forget about the marginal areas, at least I’ve returned to Dongzhou.

But when the elf's spiritual consciousness spread to Dongzhou and told Zhao Fang that Tongtian Immortal Sect was in a disaster, he did not stop at all, allowing Luo Yuan, a powerful man at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul, to force him to cross most of the Dongzhou.

, teleported to the vicinity of Tongtian Immortal Gate.

I happened to see the scene where the fisherman in the fishing robe wanted to kill Yu Jin, and I couldn't help but be furious.

Then there was a scene where Luo Yuan slashed the fisherman in the fishing robe and Zhao Fang seized Yu Jin.

"We'll pay homage to the head!"

The powerful immortal sects in the immortal formation all saw the greetings, and their voices gradually calmed down, and there was no longer the panic he had before.

Without mentioning cultivation, Zhao Fang is the head of the Immortal Sect after all, and the backbone of everyone in the Immortal Sect. This is not something that anyone can replace.

His return was undoubtedly an injection of a cardiotropic agent for all the strong people in the Immortal Sect, so that they gradually calmed down and sobered up from the panic.

"You guys did a good job, especially Big Head..."

Zhao Fang nodded to Mr. Hong, and saw the seriously injured big-headed boy again, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, "I will solve the next thing."

"That little boy is the head of the sect?"

The fisherman in the fishing robe looked surprised, "Are you wrong? The head of the fairy sect is actually a young boy with a stinky breast?"

The fisherman in the fishing robe feels ridiculous!

"Is it the big head you injured?"

Zhao Fang's eyes swept across, and saw the old man with the second level of Nascent Soul, and said calmly.

"It's me!"

The old man in Nascent Soul was proud and glanced at Zhao Fang contemptuously, obviously not taking him to heart.

Only when I occasionally look at Luo Yuan, did I show a solemn expression on my face.

"Just be sure to do it and recognize it. If you do it, you like someone who is so cheerful. Next, it will make you feel more relaxed."

"Just you?"

The old man in Nascent Soul looked cold.

If Zhao Fang had not been protected by Luo Yuan's support, he would not even feel like paying attention to Zhao Fang.

"Luo Yuan!"

Zhao Fang didn't talk nonsense to him and looked at Luo Yuan.

"yes!"

Luo Yuan knew it and walked towards the old man of Nascent Soul with his sword. "If you can block my sword, you can survive!"

"You are the sixth level of Nascent Soul, and you can deal with me as the second level of Nascent Soul. You can bully the small in this way, so you don't have to be too sarcastic!"

The old man from the second level of Nascent Soul was shocked. With his cultivation level, let alone resisting a knife, even if he was hit by this knife, he would be dead and lifeless.

After all, he witnessed the power of the sword aura just now, even the clan leader suffered a loss. What kind of storm can he cause?

"Haha, why didn't you realize this when you bullied me with the second level of Nascent Soul just now?"

Zhao Fang sneered.

"Slay the snow!"

Luo Yuan slashed with his sword, and suddenly there was endless coldness covering the eight wildernesses. The coldness penetrated the bone marrow, which made the old man with the second level of Yuanying tremble and showed fear on his face. He wanted to escape to the red warship, but his figure was cold.

Freeze and unable to move.

At the moment of crisis, I could only shout, "Class leader, help me!"

The fisherman's face darkened, and a green bamboo pole appeared in his hand. The top of the bamboo pole was wrapped around a thin silver thread. When it was swung out, the silver thread stretched out and directly wrapped around the old man of the Nascent Soul.

The body must withdraw him.

"Leave them all for me!"

The chill aggravated, and the silver thin line was covered with a layer of thin ice, and even spread through the thin line at an astonishing speed towards the bamboo pole.

The fisherman with a fisherman looked shocked and hurriedly let go. It was not to throw away the bamboo pole, but to give up rescuing the old man with the second level of Nascent Soul.

Puff!

The sword light was slashed down, and the old man still had a bit of incredible spirit on his face, and he was chopped into two halves, even his Nascent Soul was destroyed.

The fisherman in the fishing robe shook the ice covered on the silver line, and happened to see the death of the old man in the Nascent Soul. His face was gloomy and he stared at Luo Yuan coldly: "What a heavy chill, who is you?"

If Luo Yuan had just made him a little serious, then Luo Yuan now has reached the point where he must be treated with caution.

The coldness was too terrifying. Even if he thought that he would be greatly reduced by the coldness.

"Beiliang, Luo Yuan!"

"Luoyuan, Beiliang?"

The fisherman squinted his eyes and felt that the name was a little familiar. Then, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes widened and said incredibly: "Liangzhou, Luo Yuan, King of Northern Liang?"

"It's this king!"

Luo Yuan nodded, not hiding it.

"you……"

The fisherman in the fishing robe pointed at Luo Yuan and looked at Zhao Fang again, looking at him with a look of surprise and confusion. He couldn't figure out why the dignified Liangzhou master was mingled with the little kid leader of the Tongtian Immortal Sect?
Chapter completed!