Chapter 2828

"You two divide it yourself!"

"This..." shangguanqin looked at the small mirror and showed a trace of desire in his eyes.

"Take this!" although Zhu Qunxing was a little jealous, he saw shangguanqin's eyes and immediately clenched his teeth and pushed the small mirror to shangguanqin.

"This..." shangguanqin hesitated when he saw the small mirror in front of him.

"All right, elder martial sister, just take it!" Lu Qi took a deep look at Zhu Qunxing and couldn't help admiring him. It's really nice that she can't be moved by a fortune fairy treasure.

"Thank you! Stars!" shangguanqin seemed to have made a decision at this time. There was a sense of shame in his voice and a trace of red clouds flying on his face.

"You're welcome! You're welcome!" when Zhu Qunxing heard shangguanqin call himself like this, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, but the next moment his face showed ecstasy.

"Really..." when Lu Qi saw this scene, she didn't know how, but there was some envy. "Well, now is not the time to say this. Hurry up and help brother Zhao fight!"

"OK..."

Just at this time, Zhao Yuande turned his other hand into a fist and shot the man directly at him.

"Click!"

The Qiu bearded man chopped out his treasure knife in a hurry and collided with Zhao Yuande's fist. Suddenly, there was a clear sound of metal fragmentation.

The sword, which was half made into a fairy treasure, was shattered alive and turned into a piece of scrap iron.

The powerful force not only smashed the sword, but also the terrorist force blew the bearded man out and hit the stars.

"Wow!"

The bearded man opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, with an unbelievable look of horror on his face.

"Escape!"

The Qiu bearded man no longer dared to fight with Zhao Yuande. At this time, he had scared his soul. He no longer dared to go to the source of the thunder at the end of the greed, and turned around and ran away.

Zhao Yuande wanted to continue chasing, but he found that more than a dozen figures had fallen on the thunder star and rushed towards the huge thunder ball among the stars.

"Come back to me!" Zhao Yuande had no time to hunt down the bearded man at this time. His body flashed in front of the dozen people and punched them repeatedly.

Suddenly a dozen huge worlds appeared here, colliding with each other and making a terrible roar.

The dozen people felt the threat of fortune boxing to them, and their faces changed slightly.

Many of these people are comparable to the bearded man, and even one is better than the bearded man.

Their eyes were sharp and they smashed the huge world repressed towards themselves.

"Let's go together and kill this man!" the man stronger than the bearded man was a cold young man in a golden robe. His sword eyebrows and stars, slender posture and his whole body exuded a terrible cold smell.

"He stopped us from capturing the source of thunder and killed him!" someone roared and launched a terrible attack on Zhao Yuande without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Zhao Yuande fought with these people in an instant. Although these people were not his opponents alone, their accomplishments reached the heaven realm, and they were peerless geniuses.

Among them, the combat effectiveness of the first men in golden robes can be comparable to the strong at the beginning of the ninth small step.

Together, they made Zhao Yuande feel tired.

But even so, he also stopped these people, so that they did not have time to seize the source of thunder.

"This man is so powerful. We work together to urge my holy map. Only by combining the strength of all of us can we really kill him!" the man in golden robe offered a long picture at this time.

The picture depicts a picture of a golden and iron horse fighting on the battlefield. A strong spirit of killing and cutting rushes out of the picture, which makes people feel as if they have suddenly entered the battlefield in the picture and become a powerful soldier.

"The son of Rujian is really powerful, and there is such a powerful treasure. I promised to join hands!" one of them showed a touch of fear in his eyes when he saw this Saint tuton, but his face calmed down quickly and agreed happily.

"Then we'll unite, but the ugly words are ahead. After killing this boy, we still have to compete for the origin of thunder!" another person opened his mouth.

"Unite and kill together!"

"OK! After killing this son, we all rely on our abilities!" the sword like son smiled faintly, and the holy figure in his hand suddenly expanded thousands of times, and finally shrouded in the sky and earth.

Zhao yuandeton felt a change in the surrounding space. He seemed to fall into a huge battlefield, and countless powerful soldiers rushed towards him.

Among these powerful soldiers, the figure shrouded in blood light was very fast, and the breath was so strong that he was shocked.

He knew that these figures shrouded in the blood light must be those practitioners who entered the holy drawing. They had such power after the blessing of the holy drawing for a period of time.

"It's foolish and ignorant that a piece of fortune fairy treasure also wants to trap me!" Zhao Yuande can't hide his strength at this time. If Lei Yuan is interrupted or even taken away, he can't find a place to cry.

So at this time, the last mace had to be sacrificed.

"Buzz!"

A void sword broke through the air and directly killed the cultivator nearest to him.

"Ah!"

The cultivation screamed, and the head was directly chopped.

The empty sword had no stagnation and rushed directly into the bloody sky, tearing a huge hole in the sky.

"Go!"

Zhao Yuande launched from the divine realm, and his body voice rushed out through the huge opening.

As soon as he rushed out of the world shrouded by the holy map, he immediately saw that the holy son called Rujian had rushed in front of the huge thunder ball.

"Damn it!" Zhao Yuande roared and shot out a hollow sword again.

The void sword simply ignored space and time, even faster than the blink, and directly appeared behind Rujian Shengzi and cut directly towards his neck.

"This... How is it possible!" the son of Rujian felt a strong crisis and wanted to turn around and avoid the cutting of the sword.

However, how can the void sword be so easily dodged? As long as the spirit is not as good as Zhao Yuande's cultivator, there is no chance to escape this blow!

Although the sword like son is powerful, his cultivation is only the eighth small step. In the middle of the period, the power of the divine soul has just stepped into the eighth small step. He can't dodge under this sword.

"Poof!"

Empty sword cutting, directly cut off the head of the sword saint.