Seeing the terrifying lineup of Qingyun Sect, many strong men on the field were stunned. They did not expect that Qingyun Sect would dispatch such a powerful lineup this time, completely crushing everyone in terms of strength.
Qingfeng ignored everyone's gazes and fixed his eyes on Ye Tianchen.
Then he frowned slightly and said: "Tsk tsk tsk... He is already in the middle stage of Martial King at such a young age. He is indeed a rare genius monster."
Then he changed the subject and asked: "Little brother, are you willing to hand over the ninth blood coffin and the blood burial sword to me?"
"But don't worry, I just understand it a little bit and then pay it back."
"how?"
Ye Tianchen was not afraid at all. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the breeze in the void and said with a smile: "Senior, I was just kidding. I'm worried that the meat buns are beating the dogs and they will never come back."
"presumptuous!"
A middle-aged man standing behind Qingfeng disappeared from the spot in an instant. The next moment, a giant hand appeared above Ye Tianchen's head and slapped the latter hard.
Boom!
The sonic booms continued, and the powerful pressure was like the top of a mountain. Even the ground below was shaking crazily, and countless cracks appeared, which was extremely dazzling.
Lu Yiyou, who was standing in front of Ye Tianchen, snorted softly, raised his hand and shook it violently.
A terrifying aura swept out of him, and the giant hand holding the sky above his head was instantly shattered by the impact, shook slightly, and finally disappeared in mid-air.
"you.....!"
"Lingxiao Pavilion, what do you mean?"
The middle-aged man from Qingyun Sect who had just made a move, his eyes blazing with fire, shouted sternly.
Lu Yiyou slapped the middle-aged man with his palm, roared crazily with terrifying energy, and killed the middle-aged man in an instant. Lu Yiyou's tone was extremely cold and he said word for word: "I, Lingxiao Pavilion, have said it a long time ago, Ye Tianchen is now the young master of my Lingxiao Pavilion, and whoever dares to touch him will fight to the death with my Lingxiao Pavilion."
"Boom boom...!"
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He tried his best to block Lu Yiyou's palm.
The man's face turned red and he exclaimed: "You are also in the Heavenly Realm, why are you so tyrannical?"
Lu Yiyou said with a smile: "Hmph, the waste accumulated by using pills is not qualified to be compared with me."
"you.....!"
The middle-aged man's face turned red, and he didn't know how to answer for a whole day.
At the same time, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, Qingfeng, who was standing at the top, took a step forward and said coldly: "Lu Yiyou, who do you think you are? Even if the master of Lingxiao Pavilion comes to you personally, what should I fear?"
"When did this boy become your young master of Lingxiao Pavilion?"
"Humph, you guys have made a good calculation."
Lu Yiyou said with a look of disdain on his face: "Master Qing, our Lingxiao Pavilion has always been upright and upright. We serve the Blood Burial Sword Master as our master. This is the motto of the Lingxiao Pavilion set by the whole world."
"No matter what price you pay today, you must protect my young master, Lingxiao Pavilion."
"Hahaha...arrogant!"
Qingfeng suddenly laughed and said, "Is Lu Yiyou just relying on you?"
"Although the Eighteen Heavenly Lords of Lingxiao Pavilion are very strong, they are still not enough in my eyes."
As he spoke, Qingfeng took a step forward and gave Lu Yiyou and the others a sudden shake. Rumble... The whole world seemed to be shaking, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sun and the moon lost light.
The space around Ye Tianchen seemed to be imprisoned at this moment. The fat man on the side turned pale and said in shock: "What the hell... A strong human being?"
There was a moment of silence, and an extremely bright sword light flashed out from the void. The sword light was like a meteor, leaving a dazzling sword mark in the void. Wherever the sword light passed, the void seemed to be cut in half, and it went straight to the breeze. head.
"How can I, a member of Lingxiao Pavilion, be bullied at will?"
"Today I want to see who dares to touch my young master, Lingxiao Pavilion."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!
Dozens more terrifying breaths swept from the sky. At the top stood a white-haired old man, holding a long sword. His momentum was extraordinary and overwhelming. Especially the long sword in his hand carried a terrifying sword power. Qi spreads tens of thousands of miles across.
"Um?"
"Master of Lingxiao Pavilion, Yang Haitian?"
hiss......!
Countless people on the field took in a breath of cold air involuntarily, and all looked at the people in the void in unison.
Behind Yang Haitian stood a dozen figures with majestic and powerful auras. They were all in the Earth Venerable Realm, and the aura on each of them was enough to suppress everything, fill mountains and burn seas, and were extremely powerful.
Qingfeng snorted coldly and said angrily: "Yang Haitian, are you going to make the Northern Wilderness an enemy for an unknown ant?"
"I'm telling you, you can't take any of the Nine Blood Coffins and Blood Burial Swords away from him today."
Yang Haitian sneered disapprovingly and said: "Qingfeng, don't act blindly here. I, the young master of Lingxiao Pavilion, don't allow others to make irresponsible remarks. I want to take him away today. Let me see who dares to stop him."
At this moment, Duandao, the leader of the Tiandao Sect, said coldly: "The person can leave, but the Ninth Life Blood Coffin and the Blood Burial Sword must stay behind."
Qian Yu, who was in the direction of the Xuan Mo Holy Sect, lightly tapped the cane in his hand and said coldly: "Yes, people can be taken away, but things can be left behind."
Bai Ruhua, who was in the direction of Wanbao Tower, had a hint of joking on his lips and said nothing, just watching quietly.
Yang Haitian's aura roared angrily: "I want to see who dares to stop him!"
"Walk!"
At this moment, Lu Yiyou, who was standing next to Ye Tianchen, shouted loudly: "Young Master... let's go!"
Ye Tianchen did not hesitate to summon the nine-winged centipede and flew behind him at a very fast speed, reaching over a thousand meters in an instant.
Qingfeng, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, roared angrily: "Let's stop him together. We all have a share in the treasure in his hand."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!
The bodies of several Earth-level masters behind Yang Haitian disappeared from the spot in an instant, blocking the strong men who wanted to stop Ye Tianchen, while Yang Haitian stepped forward to block Qingfeng's eyes, with murderous intent surging in his eyes and a cold voice. Said: "Old guy, you'd better not move, otherwise the sword in my hand won't have eyes."
Qingfeng said coldly: "Okay, I also want to see if you have made any progress over the years."
He struck out with a palm, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. It was as if all the spiritual energy around him had been drained away. A huge fist appeared in the void, attacking with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth. Yang Haitian looked calm and just struck with a sword. Cut it off, scoff...the fist was split into two and disappeared into the void.
Yang Haitian sneered: "That's it?"
As they spoke, the two of them collided fiercely in an instant. On the other side, the two earthly masters from Lingxiao Pavilion blocked the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Broken Sword. Broken Sword can become the master of a sect because of his strength, and His understanding of swordsmanship has reached its peak.
The two powerful Earth Masters from Lingxiao Pavilion barely blocked the fight and the battle ended in a draw.
The other earthly masters blocked the masters of the other three sects. The battle on the field broke out instantly, and terrifying energy burst out, sweeping the world.
Ye Tianchen and Fatty stood on the nine-winged centipede and were about to escape, but were blocked by the three people in front of them. The first person's face was dark and twisted, and he looked extremely ugly. His whole body was full of weirdness and danger.
Lu Yiyou frowned and said coldly: "Wan Du Sect?"
"Get out of my way!"
The middle-aged man at the head said in a solemn tone, slightly hoarse: "People can leave, but the things stay."
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