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Actually, as long as he was not foolish, he knew that Feng Yuhan had come here today to seek revenge.

"Hee hee …"

Hearing that, Feng Yuhan laughed out strangely.

"What do you mean? Have you forgotten what happened a few days ago? "

As he spoke, his expression darkened.

"Where's that brat who kicked me last time? Get him to come out and beg for mercy. Otherwise, I will tear down your shop today!"

"Bam!"

As soon as he finished.

A loud sound suddenly came out.

Following that, the space around them violently fluctuated, and a figure quickly condensed at the spot where Feng Yuhan was originally at.

Focusing, it was Qin Zhen.

As for Feng Tianwei, he had long since been sent flying by Qin Zhen's palm strike.

"Hua!"

Witnessing this scene, the crowd couldn't help but cry out in alarm the moment they recovered from their shock.

"If you want to tear down the Qin Sect’s Herb Shop, then this Monarch will tear you apart first!"

Qin Zhen used a cold gaze to look at Feng Yuhan, who had flown and crashed into the wall, and was in a mess, and said coldly.

He attacked without a word.

Qin Zhen's way of handling the situation, had directly shocked many people.

Zhao Zichen didn't think that there would still be such a powerful cultivator in the Qin Sect’s Herb Shop.

When he finally reacted, he couldn't help but frown slightly as he looked at Qin Zhen's back.

Looking at the dragon-robed Qin Zhen's back, a familiar feeling couldn't help but assail his heart.

"Who are you?"

His gaze darkened as he stared at Qin Zhen's back and asked.

Qin Zhen, who had his back facing him, at the instant he heard his voice.

Killing intent flashed across his eyes.

Clang!

The next moment.

A sword cry instantly resounded, shaking Zhao Zichen's heart to the core.

Clang!

Qin Zhen did not reply him, the high rank Dragon-veined Sword, instantly came out of its scabbard, and swept towards Zhao Zichen who was behind him.

In an instant.

Dragon-veined Sword s, sword tip intertwined with dragon patterns, releasing a resplendent golden light.

The terrifying destructive sword qi caused all the cultivator present to feel shock and fear as they reacted and retreated one after another.

In that instant, the image resembled a gigantic dragon that wanted to break through the heavens.

Sensing the terrifying sword qi s released by the Dragon-veined Sword, Zhao Zichen's face immediately changed.

He took a step back and then flew up into the air.

In the air, a Green Feather Sword came out of its scabbard.

Clang!

The moment the green plume appeared, a sword hum resounded through the world. Accompanying it was a green plume circling around the sword's edge, and the glowing green sword qi flashed between the heavens and earth.

"Wah!" and Green Feather Sword, high-grade spiritual treasure! "

high-grade spiritual treasure s were priceless treasures in the Cultivation Realm.

This was because it was simply too rare and could only appear in Heavenly Imperial Palace, something that could only be encountered by chance but not sought for.

And the high-grade spiritual treasure that had the previous Divine Beasts as the sword spirit was a treasure within a treasure.

The Golden Dragon and Qing Ling were the souls of ancient Divine Beasts.

With the support of these two Divine Beasts, the might of the Spirit Treasure would be greatly boosted.

One could imagine the value of these two high-grade spiritual treasure.

It was rare to see high-grade spiritual treasure in the past hundred years, but today, two of them appeared at the same time.

How could the crowd not be shocked?

Clank, clank …

In the blink of an eye.

The golden Dragon-veined Sword Qi intertwined with the green Green Feather Sword Qi, and started to fight intensely in the air.

It was a battle between the Sword Spirit and the Sword Spirit, but as the owner, Qin Zhen and Zhao Zichen were responsible for controlling their Genuine Essence.

In the end, the victor would depend on the strength of the individual master's cultivation, their Genuine Essence reserves and the strength of their Sword Spirit.

"It's you! Why aren't you dead yet …"