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Ye Feng grabbed the sword of the void and put it back into the ring.
All of this is flowing, but in a flash.
But the crowd not far away, but dumbfounded, a group of people froze before this gate.
Has the battle begun?
No, it's over.
Someone murmured and couldn’t believe it, “It’s too powerful.”
In just a moment, he killed several masters of the Immortal Palace in a row, and the other party had no chance to react.
"Why did Xian Temple chase him down?"
"Isn't it the Immortal Son?"
They guessed.
By this time, Ye Feng had returned to Yun Zizhu.
"Go."
He said, taking Yun Zizhu out of here.
And when these people were beheaded by Ye Feng, the power of the immortal palace here was immediately sensed.
An old man used secret methods to reproduce the pictures he saw before his life.
Sure enough, they saw Ye Feng.
"He's here!"
The people in the fairy hall squeezed their fists at once.
This man killed many people in their immortal palace. From ancient times to the present, others have been in awe of the immortal palace and have been killed by the immortal palace.
Now some people dare to step on the head of the immortal palace, just to find death.
The old man dispersed the picture and said indifferently: "He who commits my immortal palace will definitely die."
"Since his sword skills are so powerful, this time, I will refine his body into sword slaves."
Sword slave, that is a kind of existence unique to Xian Temple.
That has been completely transformed from a cultivator into a humanoid weapon designed for combat!
Every move, every style, has a breath of throbbing killing. The **** smell that is so disgusting can be unconsciously thought of, the bones of the dead bones in the countless dry mounds.
It can be said that the immortal palace can have its current status and can have its current name. Except for some legends from a long time ago, the rest are almost all connected with sword slaves.
As far as the sword slaves are concerned, such monstrous sword prestige, placed outside, directly slaughtering an ordinary sect is no problem!
It has been a long time since no one saw these war weapons worn out.
In the history of Lingzhou mainland, the grass they have passed through has no life, and they have never seen any damage.
"This time, let the sword slaves shoot."
Said the old man.
As his voice fell, he saw two ghosts and ghosts, as if appearing out of thin air behind him.
The two figures, dressed in dark cloaks, crawled on the ground, and could not see what they looked like.
"Go."
The old man waved his hand.
The two figures, like two black sword lights, lased out.
He stared coldly: "Where are you holy, we will see immediately."
"Chuck!"
A thunderbolt fell from the sky and dazzled in the dark sky.
"Who actually made the Immortal Hall move the sword slave?"
In the city, some masters were shocked.
In front of the window was the fragrant Lanzhi, several yellow birds frolicking in front of the eaves, and a young man in white stood in front of the corridor outside the courtyard, looking at the dull sky.
He is holding a volume of antique scriptures in his hands. The text on it is complicated and simple, and it does not seem to come from a more ancient era.
"One flower and one leaf can change a person's life, or only in the slightest."
"All resistance is futile, and the result is already doomed."
In the sky, I saw a pair of gold-like and jade-like wings on which are carved with countless strange patterns.
The corner of the mouth of a soap-soaked man raised his mouth slightly: "I want to see how powerful those who dare to provoke my fairy palace."
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