Yang Qingxuan's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Na Lori, holding his hands in front of him.

Under the wild running of Lori, the true qi gradually lost and slowed down.

The seven people behind him were all green robes, chasing after them in an instant, and the first one smiled fiercely: "Hehe, Wu Lin, now it depends on where you run." ”

Wu Lin's delicate body trembled, and she scolded angrily: "Xu Yanyu, you are despicable!"

Xu Yanyu sneered: "Winning is winning, losing is losing, how can you say that it is despicable?"

"Hey, hey!" the other six laughed as well.

Xu Yanyu saw that Wu Lin's speed slowed down, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, so he took out a folding fan, unfolded it in the air and slapped it.

A bright light lit up in the fan, rising in the wind.

Countless wind blades shot out from the fan, turning into a tornado, cutting through layers of air, and slamming towards Wu Lin.

Wu Lin heard the sharp sound of breaking the air behind him, his face turned pale, and tears were about to fall.

She stopped suddenly, then turned around, pinched her hands, and her eyes radiated a green glow, condensing a circular blue light in front of her, blocking in front of her.

It's just that this blue light is particularly weak compared to the huge wind blade.

"Boom!"

The wind blade slashed on the blue light, Wu Lin screamed, her red lips spit out a mouthful of blood, she stumbled back more than ten steps, and still fell to the ground, and a large part of her tears fell to the ground.

Originally, he was safe with his fellow disciples, but because he was greedy for fun, he ran away alone, but he encountered the magnetic pole true light, and he escaped without his life, and finally escaped a catastrophe, and met these people from the Kunhe Temple when he was the weakest.

Kunhe Temple and Xuanxiao Jiangque are both among the top ten, and they have always been at odds.

When the two factions met in the valley before, they had a fight, and three people were killed by the disciples of the Wu family, and Xu Yanyu and the seven escaped with their tails between their legs.

Now that he suddenly met Wu Lin, who was lonely, he naturally wouldn't let it go.

Moreover, Wu Lin consumed a lot of physical energy in dodging the magnetic pole true light, and it was when he was the weakest that he directly confronted Xu Yanyu.

Without two moves, he desperately fled.

Seeing Xu Yanyu and the seven people approaching with a cruel smile, and vaguely hearing some words such as "full", "tasteful", and "refreshing", he was even more desperate in his heart, and couldn't help crying in a low voice.

"Abolish this Lori's cultivation first, and then the brothers will be so refreshing, 'dry' to kill this girl, it can be regarded as avenging the dead brother!"

Xu Yanyu shouted, jumped up, and together with the folding fan in his hand, an incomparably sharp light shot down, pointing towards Wu Lin's dantian.

Wu Lin screamed, closed her eyes in despair and waited for death.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an explosion came, and Wu Lin only felt that the temperature had risen, and his whole body was indescribably warm.

Surprised, I saw a flame explode in the sky, and the blazing waves of fire swept away those wind blades, which were incomparably magnificent, like brilliant fireworks.

Wu Lin's eyes widened and she looked at her in shock.

In the midst of the flames, a slender figure emerged, with a green tooth ghost face, standing with his hands in his hands.

As she ran away just now, her blue eyes observed this person in front of her. But he was just alone, and Xu Yanyu and the others were disciples of the Kunhe Temple, and ordinary people didn't dare to mess with it at all, so they didn't think that this ghost-faced man could save her.

"Bold! Who dares to care about the affairs of my Kunhe Temple!"

Xu Yanyu saw that someone made a move, and he was furious.

The other six people were salivating, and when they saw that someone was sabotaging, they were even more furious, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, kill him, what is there to ask!"

Xu Yanyu was more stable than the other six, and felt Yang Qingxuan's extraordinary, but he didn't think that Yang Qingxuan would be his opponent, so he immediately stretched out his three fingers and said in a cruel voice: "Give you time for three breaths, if you don't get out, you will die!"

Yang Qingxuan stood with his hands in his hands and said indifferently: "Noise, are you adding drama to yourself?"

"Look for death!"

Xu Yanyu roared angrily, and as soon as his arm was raised, the folding fan came over, swimming like a long snake in the air, and at the same time, dozens of tornadoes rose accordingly, running through the heavens and the earth.

Yang Qingxuan's body moved slightly, his hands were sealed, and he was running the Void Desolate Heavenly Technique.

"Boom!"

A vast air of desolation swept out in an instant, filling the entire heaven and earth, and in an instant, there was a sense that the sky was barren and the earth was old, and all things were gloomy.

"Boom!"

Where the desolation was pursed, those tornadoes collapsed and scattered.

The powerful attack was scattered in a breath.

"What?!"

Xu Yanyu's face was shocked, and he couldn't believe it.

He was a strong man in the early stage of the Emperor's Heavenly Throne, and although he didn't use all his strength under the blow just now, it was definitely not an ordinary Heavenly Throne that could follow.

As for Yang Qingxuan's cultivation, he didn't think that it might be the emperor's throne at all.

Because except for the top ten and twenty-four families, he didn't think that there were any outsiders who could step into the emperor's throne so early.

Yang Qingxuan made a move, his left hand was behind him, and his right hand grabbed it in the air, the sword light flickered, and the fighting ghost god manifested out.

Yang Qingxuan took a step forward with his sword, and his strange figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Then, a loud poem sounded among the disciples of the Kunhe Temple.

"A thousand acres, all mirrors are clean, and the blue peaks are poured. ”

Accompanied by the sound of poetry, there was also a sharp sword light, and when it flickered in the air, a piece of blood shot out, and before a disciple could react, his head rolled down.

"Huh?!"

The disciples of the Kunhe Divine Temple were all stunned there, and some of them couldn't get back to their senses.

Obviously, they saw this disciple die, but because the death was too casual, even too incredible, it gave them a sense of trance and felt that it was not real.

But then the sound of poetry pulled all six people back from their dreams.

"Suddenly the waves rose and danced a leaf of pulsatilla. ”

Yang Qingxuan's sword momentum was repeated, and the Fighting Ghost God slashed through the air, dancing out a circle of sword light, pushing towards the other disciple like a wave of water.

"Presumptuous!"

The disciple shouted angrily, and the same sword was struck, but as soon as he made contact, with a "bang", the entire company with a sword was shattered by the sword intent of the fighting ghosts and gods, turning into countless pieces of meat and exploding.

That sword seemed to be as tender as water, but it contained a fierce sword intent, which this disciple could not stop at all.

"Huh, Senior Brother Fan!"

The remaining five people, only then did they react, and they all took a breath of cold air, knowing that they had met a bad star!

Yang Qingxuan turned around indifferently, shook his footwork, and slashed again, "You can laugh at the son of Lantai." ”

"Sneer——"

The sound of the wind hissed, and the two disciples did not react before they found that their throats had been slit, and blood shot out, sounding like the wind hissed.

"Ahh......h

The two disciples hurriedly covered their necks, but where could they stop the bleeding, and said in horror: "Help, save me, senior brother!"

After saying that, the head rolled down, and the two headless corpses fell.

"Wow!"

This change made Xu Yanyu and the remaining two disciples fall into the abyss.

"Emperor Heavenly Throne! He is Emperor Heavenly Throne!"

Xu Yanyu roared, with a somewhat crazy look on his face.

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