Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1271 Clear the cicadas, kill them

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hold head high!
There was the sound of a dragon's roar rising above this royal land, it was a hazy and distorted phantom, shining with silver light, as if a small world was ups and downs.

Liu Qingchan's body is like a swimming dragon, her fist marks are ancient and clumsy, tens of thousands of runes are like twilight fireflies, continuously overflowing from her fingers, reaching an astonishing state in an instant.

boom!
There was a blazing fist light, rushing out from the delicate but domineering fist mark, and in the light of the fist light, it seemed that there was a huge and gorgeous real dragon roaring, and it was cruising in the void. Wherever it passed, there were cracks in the void It was all smoothed out, and the cold wind and cold smoke melted like spring snow.

puff!
There were blood splashes, the Tianfeng seal was penetrated, Tianfeng Mushan screamed, and the fist was moving forward, so fast that everyone present had no time to stop it.

"Evil obstacles, you dare!"

On Minglei Ridge, there was a loud shout that shook the void, and the vast holy power poured down like a waterfall from the sky.

What came faster than the holy power was a pure white palm, glowing with a faint light, tearing open the void, that arm came from the layers of void faults, and pressed down towards the top of Liu Qingchan's head.

Clang!
Just at this moment, the Youfeng Holy Spear that fell to the ground was swung by the stone chain, like a lightning bolt, it went up against the sky, piercing nothingness.

puff!
Until this moment, Tian Qingdu and Tian Qingbu, who were as strong as Tian Qingdu, barely turned their mental will to capture this picture, but they were also struck by lightning, especially Tian Qingdu, whose eyes widened even more. What did you see?He didn't know who that palm belonged to, but right now, he was pierced by his holy spear, and the palm was bloody, with holy blood dripping, splitting the void, and falling into the void fault.

Ding!
The Holy Spear of Youfeng pierced the ground three feet, humming continuously, and the stone chain on the spear body flicked lightly, clanging like gold and iron.

boom!
Just half an instant later, the punch kept going, and sent Tianfengmushan flying horizontally, disintegrated in mid-air, and shattered into pieces with a bang.

Blood and bones splashed profusely, some smashed into deep pits after falling to the ground, and some fell into the cracks of the void and survived. After reaching the Open Heaven Realm, the powerful physique is enough to survive the long years without decay, and can withstand the abrasion of the cracks in the void and tear.

But these are not important, what is important is that at this moment, whether it is Tianfengjian, Yunleigu, or even Mingleiling, many disciples have the same thought in their hearts.

The sky is falling!
The young master of the Tianfengjian lineage, the young king of the holy ban, was shot to death by a foreigner on the ancestral king's land, and was beaten to death by his fist.

At this moment, at the top of Minglei Ridge.

Three streams of holy power erupted, like three blazing suns, appearing in the sky at the same time, with wind and clouds turbulent, the void shook, and large cracks appeared one after another, like a crack in the sky, stretching across the entire Minglei Ridge.

"Ancestor."

Tian Qingbu took a deep breath, the current situation has lost control, which he did not expect, he looked up, but saw the old ancestor in snow-white plumage standing with a staff, not far away, two familiar figures hung in the air, breathlessly The machine was raging, and the holy power was surging like a volcano, and it suddenly reached the edge of eruption.

Especially one of them, a middle-aged man with gray hair hanging down his temples, who somewhat resembles Tianqing Mushan. The blood hole in his palm is healing, and his eyes are extremely cold. The overflow on the body made the sky darken, the void was like iron, and all the ways were dim. At this moment, it was suppressed by its Qi mechanism, making it difficult to move.

Extremely holy!

Tianqingbu is awe-inspiring, the Lord of Tianfengjian is not an ordinary saint, the person who can become the master of the thirty-six main lines of the royal family has reached the peak hundreds of years ago, It is far superior to Xiaocheng and even Dashengsheng, but he has never found the way of detachment, so he stops at the eighth rank.

Even so, he has been intensively cultivating at the eighth rank for many years, and he is not weak even among the supreme saints. Looking at the thirty-six main line saints, it is difficult to enter the top ten, but they are firmly in the middle.

"You dare to kill me as the descendant of Tianfengjian! Great-great-grandson of my sage! Sinister, you are so brave!"

The master of Tianfengjian sneered coldly, his voice was rumbling, holy and powerful like a prison, and he rushed towards Liu Qingchan.

"It's his fate to bear the consequences."

Liu Qingchan said indifferently, and when the holy power that rushed to his face reached him, it seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, and scattered towards both sides, unable to reach him at all.

"Sure enough, there are still saints who are still alive. If you have the guts to sneak into my Azure King's Department, show yourself. Otherwise, if you can stop one of these two juniors, you may not be able to stop the two of us!"

Beside the master of Tianfengjian and the master of Yunlei Valley, an old man with a body like an iron tower has loose black hair and thick hair on his temples, like a holy lion. Meaning, his eyes scanned the void, piercing through layers of void faults, looking for hidden visitors.

"The disaster is not as good as future generations, you have passed!"

At this moment, Tian Qingming opened his mouth, and the lord of Minglei Ridge tapped the withered stick in the void, and the tip of the stick collided with the barrier of the void, making a muffled sound, and said coldly.

"Cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots, this is a great battle, Tian Qingming, I know you have an old relationship with the masters of the two worlds, but everything should be done in moderation, we are both of the Tianqing clan, don't let outsiders see the joke," the master of Tianfengjian looked sideways , very forceful, with a cold tone, "The great-great-grandson of my sage is dead. I, the young master of Tianfengjian lineage, has descendants who have been beaten to death by foreign clans. , Thirty-six meridians are not the same, if you want to forcibly attack, don't blame me for being rude."

"You dare to threaten the old man!" Tian Qingming's eyes sank, "Hundreds of years have passed, the old man was not scared, so let's fight!"

"Tianqingming!" the Lord of Tianfengjian said coldly.

Rumble!
At this moment, there is thunder in the void, the sky is shaking, and auroras of various colors are emerging. On the ground, the children of the three veins are breathing stagnantly, and their hearts are like a mountain. It's too late, is there going to be a holy war today, or a shocking duel between the masters of the two veins.

"Senior's kindness, we both agree, please stop, any disputes, you should settle it yourself."

Suddenly, there was a voice, not very loud, but it was heard clearly in everyone's ears. Everyone looked sideways, and Tian Qingbu frowned, looking at the figure in the coarse white robe, who came to Liu Qingchan's side at some point .

It is him again!
The corners of the mouths of the disciples of the three veins twitched. Even if there was a strong person secretly protecting him, this person would not be seen by them, because his tone was too loud. Can you intervene in this kind of holy land battle?
"How do you want to end it?" Tian Qingming raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

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