The three dead were all powerful people in the Immortal Lord realm. However, their cultivation was high, but their experience in battle was far different. They were a typical immortal cultivated in greenhouses. They could fight Murong Xianxian with the advantage of being a large number of people in the future. Who knew that when they approached Murong Xianxian, they were destined to be a tragedy.

What Murong Xianxian was beyond her expectations, when she thought she was going to have a big battle, the old man Wen spoke: "This fellow Taoist, we are from Fengyun Sect. What happened just now was a pure misunderstanding. My three junior brothers were good at it, and life and death are free of worries. Please forgive me."

Murong Xianxian was stunned for a moment. She glanced at Mr. Wen's eyes and looked at the person behind him... Fengyun Sect, when she entered the Tianxun Star, she naturally heard that it was equivalent to Qianhu Sect's status as a female star. But to be honest, the reputation of Fengyun Sect is far inferior to that of Qianhu Sect, and she has become a domineering person on Tianxun Star.

How domineering they are on weekdays, Murong Xianxian can't control it, but if it is in front of her... Haha, this old guy might have been wishful thinking.

It’s not her sarcastic tongue. Mr. Wen is really a few planets away from her age. Don’t be sure that he is accurate. If he is really expected to be promoted to the Immortal Emperor, how could he do this nanny?

She looked behind Mr. Wen with a smile and nodded slightly: "Since it's a misunderstanding, that's the end of those things. You guys leave quickly."

Wen Lao felt relieved when he saw Murong Xianxian talking like this. When he saw Murong Xianxian for the first time, he felt a palpitation. Although he had been stuck in the bottleneck of the quasi-emperor for so many years, it was precisely because of this that his perception in some aspects was different from that of ordinary immortals. He could feel that there was a terrible force hidden in the body of the young female fairy in front of him, which would be devastating once released.

But those three idiots were determined to please Feng Hantian, but they didn't know what to do with them... Just attack if you attack. If you go forward, wouldn't you give people a lottery?

Originally, Mr. Wen wanted to remind them that the two sides were too fast, and almost in one meeting, the three junior brothers were killed, which strengthened his idea... It was not that he was willing to watch the murderer who killed the three junior brothers openly avoiding the pursuit of the investigation, but that he was worried about his life, the friendship between his fellow disciples, and the glory of his masters were not as important as his own life.

But just when Wen Lao Shi said goodbye and left, Feng Hantian, who had been hiding behind him, had his eyes flashed and his thoughts were full of evil thoughts... Murong Xianxian just raised his hand and killed three disciples of Fengyun Sect in the Immortal Realm, which really scared him. If he hadn't been panicked in his heart, he might have immediately abandoned the boat and fled.

However, after Mr. Wen showed his identity, Murong Xianxian, who had the upper hand, did not continue to kill, but gave Feng Hantian a wrong signal... The other party chose to compromise because he was afraid of the reputation of Fengyun Sect and the strength of Mr. Wen!

With a thought of arises, a hundred thoughts are barren. Feng Hantian has always believed that the strange thunder tribulation just now was a strange treasure... Of course, his idea is correct, and the flesh and blood puppet can indeed be regarded as a strange treasure. The angry thunder dragon in the competition is no longer considered a real life.

For a moment, greed covered reason, not to mention that such playboys never need to think about problems rationally?

"Master Wen, I said before, kill this person!" Feng Hantian's face was ferocious and his voice was cold, as if he had any big grudges with Murong Xianxian... Oh, now he has a grudge. After all, the three powerful people in the Immortal Realm died. Even if they were twice as powerful as Fengyun Sect, they would be a loss, and they could not explain to his father after returning.

"Hantian, it's impossible!" Old Wen complained secretly and quickly sent a message to stop him.

The disciples of Fengyun Sect were killed. Even if his sect had a weak understanding, he felt bad. However, the reason why he was wronged was to ensure that he and the one behind him would not be killed on the spot. Anyway, he had already recorded the other party's appearance. As long as he was still on the Tianxun Star, he would definitely not be able to escape... He never expected that this Young Master Feng, who had always been greedy for life and death, would become bolder. Even if he was afraid of Fengyun Sect, he would not be able to kill him!

"Master Wen, you promised my father that you will protect my safety along the way and help me practice. This person has good cultivation. I am optimistic. If you kill him, I will swallow his cultivation before he dies! I order you to kill him!" Feng Hantian's eyes were strong and fierce. When he raised his right hand, a token appeared in his hand, and a strong token was emitted on it.

Immortal Emperor Order!

Mr. Wen's throat squirmed for a moment, and almost cursed at this ungrateful master. However, Feng Hantian had already taken out the Immortal Emperor Order. Even if he asked him to go forward and die, he had to go forward, not to mention that he was just afraid of Murong Xianxian, not completely fearing him.

"Forget it!"

Old Wen's eyes were flowing, and he had secretly issued an order to the other three immortal kings... He knew that Feng Hantian had some kind of blood refining magic skills to practice, which could devour the essence, blood and cultivation of other immortals. Although practicing magic skills is not a clear taboo, it is not appropriate to be praised in the end. Apart from these personal guards, others really don't know.

Murong Xianxian's expression was always the same, and she looked at this scene calmly. After the token appeared, Old Wen and the other three guards in the Immortal King Realm all changed their expressions. Then three of them came to each of them, and three flying swords slashed towards him in the direction of the three talents.

In terms of seniority, these three guards in the Immortal King Realm are considered Mr. Wen’s nephews, and they are of the same generation as Feng Hantian. Although they do not know the sword formation, they are proficient in the art of joint attack. Otherwise, they would not have sent them to be Feng Hantian’s bodyguards. In their opinion, the three uncles just now were just a little bit behind the scenes and were caught off guard by the woman. Besides, even if they were not Murong Xianxian’s opponents, their purpose was to restrain them. The ones who drove to kill him were naturally Mr. Wen.

Just as the three guards in the Immortal King Realm took action, Mr. Wen also burst into a powerful aura, and his quasi-emperor-level strength suddenly exploded.

"You're dead!!" Feng Hantian laughed loudly, as if he had seen Murong Xianxian swallowed her essence and blood, and she was dry and forgetful.

"court death!"

Murong Xianxian's face was calm. The moment the three flying swords arrived, her figure suddenly disappeared from under the sword, just like it was just a phantom.

not good!

Although the three Immortal King Realm lack experience, they are not lacking in knowledge. When they attacked just now, there was definitely a living person in that place, not a phantom...the magical power of space!

When they thought of this, it was too late. Murong Xianxian, who appeared again, had already appeared behind a sixth-grade immortal king and pressed his palm on his back.

Bang!

The immortal king was like a thunderbolt in the middle of the thunder. His body was shocked and he was beaten more than a hundred meters away. As soon as he turned around, a powerful force suddenly exploded in his body, and his whole body... bloomed like a human flesh firework.

A soul rushed into the sky in a hurry, but more than ten blue sword energy shot out from the center of the explosion, killing the soul on the spot.

The improvement of realm will inevitably lead to the improvement of strength. Every time Murong Xianxian improves his realm, he will study the magical powers he was originally used to so that he can keep up with his own realm, rather than constantly looking for other magical powers to practice.

Like the Taiyi sword energy she used just now, it was a magical power she practiced in her early years and was rarely used. But now she has studied a method, tied the sword into silk, and then sent the sword energy into her body through the enemy's sweat pores, and suddenly exploded.

Nine out of ten people die unless they have immortal weapons and magical powers that can defend their entire body in time. However, these three people have little combat experience, not to mention that with their cultivation level, how can ordinary defensive magic weapons and magical powers withstand Murong Xianxian's attack?!

The death of the sixth-grade immortal king was so fast that everyone imagined. From the side, he had just launched an attack, but the only person who fell was one of the initiators of the attack... The style of the painting changed too strangely, and even the hideous touch on Mr. Wen's face seemed to have stopped on his face.

Mr. Wen took a deep breath and asked himself that he could easily kill a sixth-grade immortal king, but if he did so casually, it would be a bit difficult.

"It's just a teleportation magical power that happened unexpectedly. Since he had already taken action, he had to kill this person!" Old Wen sighed in his heart, and he flashed his murderous intent in his eyes, and raised his hand to throw out more than ten formation flags... The old man was extremely cunning. When he called the three guards in the Immortal King Realm to take action, he was ready. At this time, a series of formation flags flew out continuously and were punctuated around Murong Xianxian. At the same time, he made a formation trick. More than a dozen flag gates rose up with a rumbling sound, and countless clouds rose up, spreading in the formation, instantly covering the entire space covered by the formation.

In this flag gate, clouds and mist are everywhere, and there is a strong wind whirling, forming huge cloud whirlpools, colliding and tangling in the flag gate, and the target is directly aimed at Murong Xianxian who is trapped in it.

At the same time, Wen Lao, who was full of murderous aura, stepped into the flag gate and even made magic tricks with his hands... Widths of mist were lingering around him, and a trace of strange power carried the laws of heaven and earth into the fog.

The next moment, huge fog blades appeared beside Mr. Wen, like hideous teeth exposed by a shark, which could bite at prey at any time.

The formation can have a depressing effect on others, but for Murong Xianxian, who is also a formation master, it is basically not worth mentioning... Although the world is not kind, it will always leave a glimmer of life when it is extinct. As Westerners say, God will open a window for you when closing a door. The key is that the kidneys of the people who are closed inside cannot discover this window. And Murong Xianxian is one of the discoverers.

Almost as this formation was formed, the moment Mr. Wen stepped into the flag gate, Murong Xianxian's figure had disappeared from the spot again. This time she appeared in front of another fifth-grade immortal king. Just under the other party's horror gaze, Murong Xianxian waved the golden halberd that had already been trapped in his hand, and a angrily slash from top to bottom!

puff!

A golden light flashed, and the fifth-grade immortal king was slashed into two pieces by Murong Xianxian's halberd. The corpse fell down from left to right, and the organs in his body instantly flowed all over the ground. The soul was shaken by the halberd light as soon as it flew out, and then it dissipated into space.

Almost as the fifth-grade immortal king died, another immortal king behind Murong Xianxian finally launched his own attack in time... The nine flying knives made a series of sobs and slashed at Murong Xianxian.

Murong Xianxian's face looked flat. At the moment when the flying knife was approaching, the battle halberd suddenly swung its slant.

Tianpeng’s combat skills, spread his wings and clouds!

It was like a huge golden wing suddenly unfolding, and the endless golden air blade radiated away in an instant.

clank……

The nine flying swords broke and shattered!

The immortal king was shocked and wanted to retreat... But in this formation gate, he was probably not as familiar as Murong Xianxian, so he had to shout: "Uncle Master save..."

Before he could shout that word, a golden light completely obliterated him.

At this time, Murong Xianxian had found where Mr. Wen was, and the sand-sank halberd slashed out with a bang, and the light surged, pressing down towards Mr. Wen like a mountain of swords.

"cut!"

Old Wen's face looked fierce and shouted loudly, and the huge fog blades beside him suddenly came to meet him.

Click, click, click...

As soon as the fog blades of the sword mountain met, there was a burst of explosions. All the fog blades collapsed and shattered. Old Wen couldn't bear it, and blood was spewed out with a "wow".

He was like a ghost, and turned around and rushed out of the flag gate.

"Come when you want to come, go when you want to go, how can you get it so easy?"

Murong Xianxian chuckled, her figure swayed, and she had already appeared in front of Mr. Wen. The golden halberd slashed down with a "scream".

Buzz ~

While Murong Xianxian appeared, Mr. Wen also reacted quickly and suddenly sacrificed a treasure, turning it into a treasure banner and covering his body.

Bang!

The golden halberd slashed hard on the treasure pagoda...

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Chapter completed!