"Dragon Star Emperor be careful!"

Long Kun's voice sounded impressively, Long Xing's consciousness recovered, and he subconsciously turned to one side, and at the same time, he heard a "poof" sound of blood gushing, and a sharp pain instantly came from the root of his left arm.

"Ahh

"Poof" "Poof" "Poof......

But the next moment, the sound of a huge stream of blood overshadowed his roar.

An earth-shattering majesty instantly burst out from the phantom of the red-clothed beauty behind Jian Fengyun, and rushed towards the surroundings, instantly impacting the warriors around Baizhang and flying upside down.

By the time Long Xing saw it clearly, his body had already appeared in the void thousands of miles away from the sword cloud.

I saw that not far away, Jian Fengyun was dressed in white, holding a blood-red long sword in his hand, and the blood-red sword light shone in the sky, exuding a coercion that made people dare not look directly and even wanted to kneel.

"Diwei!"

Not far from the sky, those strong people with big forces opened their eyes wide, and even some of the strongest figures of the older generation were also moved at this moment, and the essence of light in their old eyes shot out of the body of the white-clothed young man who fell under the red phantom thousands of feet away.

The sword wind and cloud sword stood proudly in the sky, and the direction pointed by the red sleeve emperor sword in his hand was empty in the entire direction, and under this direction, there were countless broken corpses of warriors, and the blood was long in the sky.

The screams echoed in the air, and it was terrifying.

In other directions, the martial artists of the major forces surrounding Sword Fengyun instantly felt a suffocating heavy blessing on their bodies under the power of the bright red emperor.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh –

A demon branch glowing with pitch-black magic light instantly swept out of the ground, like a sharp sword, and everywhere it passed, countless warriors were pierced through their hearts, harvesting lives one by one.

The magic light pierced the sky, and the corpses of countless warriors had been pierced through it, and the faces were all frightened and incredible.

"My genius of the Xuanjian Sect, Xuanjian!"

Seeing that the genius of his sect was killed by the demon, the elder of the Xuanjian Sect, who had just escaped the catastrophe, couldn't help but be so angry that he spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sword Fengyun, my Xuanjian Sect and you will never die!" ”

"My Spirit Treasure Sect's Instrument Dao Elder, Sword Fengyun, you, you must not die well!" The elders of the Spirit Treasure Sect saw that the elders who were walking beside him were pierced by the demon branches, and a look of great grief and indignation appeared on the old face.

"Jian Fengyun, you dare to break my arm, I'm going to kill you, ah-" Long Xing felt the heart-rending pain on his left arm, and couldn't help but roar in a cold sweat.

......

However, no matter how these people roared and roared, Jian Fengyun was standing in the void with an indifferent face at this moment, an indifferent look flashed in his eyes, and his gaze finally fell on a Mixed Yuan Sect elder Chaozen who was fleeing quickly not far away.

The arm was raised slightly, and on the red sleeve emperor sword in his hand, like water sword qi poured out from the sword body, the sword qi was flushed, evolving the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, breaking through the void in an instant, and directly slashing the body of Chaozen into a sky full of blood mist.

When Chaozen was dying, a flash of fear finally flashed in his wide eyes, and he wanted to speak, but in the end he couldn't make a sound.

"Elder Mixed Zen!" The other elder of the Soul Yuan Sect and the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect couldn't help but burst into tears when they saw this scene, and roared in unison.

The red-sleeved emperor sword in Jian Fengyun's hand was slightly lingling, his eyes looked at Chaozen indifferently, and he said coldly: "It's you who want to teach, I gave you a chance, but you still want to die!" ”

"Anyone else who wants me to teach, stand up!" Jian Fengyun's gaze coldly swept towards everyone on the mountain, and said coldly.

Jian Fengyun's words were like the frost and snow in the Arctic Ice Domain, which made people's hearts chill, and even the courage to look at them disappeared in an instant.

The major forces that had been around Jian Fengyun before, begging for spirit crystals, all shut up in unison, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"Hehe, interesting boy, would you like to join the Flying Immortal Sect!"

At this moment, the figure of a pure white man suddenly appeared in the void, the man in white was wearing a law treasure robe, his long hair was scattered, fluttering with the wind, stepping into the air, there was no momentum on his body, but it made people unable to take their eyes off it at a glance.

"Flying Immortal Sect!" Not far away in the sky, all the powerhouses of the great strength exclaimed in unison, their faces extremely moved.

On the mountain, the martial artists of the major forces of the Ten Thousand Domains, seeing this scene, couldn't help but show a look of horror on their faces, and said with moving eyes: "The Flying Immortal Sect, the ancient great sect that has rumored to have gods, is extremely powerful, in charge of several sacred domains, and the powerful is definitely an existence that cannot be looked up to!" ”

At the moment when everyone was shocked, Yin Daohuang's figure suddenly appeared, bowed slightly to the man in white, and said, "Holy Soul Sword Sect Yin Daohuang, meet the Moon Holy Envoy!" ”

"Well, excuse me!" The white-clothed man's eyes glanced at Yin Daohuang lightly, and said casually.

"Yes!" Yin Daohuang stood up, and then said lightly.

The warriors of the major forces below the mountain range couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene, and their eyes widened and looked at the scene in front of them incredulously.

The Holy Soul Sword Sect actually has something to do with the Flying Immortal Sect!

The people of the major forces couldn't help but be stunned in their hearts, although the Holy Soul Sword Sect was not weak, but compared to the Flying Immortal Sect, it was simply a drop in the ocean, and the light of the fireflies was on a par with the brilliance of the bright moon.

Just when the martial artists of the major forces were discussing the gap between the Holy Soul Sword Sect and the Flying Immortal Sect, Yin Ba behind Yin Daohuang made a scene that shocked everyone.

"Disciple Yin Ba, I've seen Master!"

Yin Ba stepped forward, bowed with a long body, and said respectfully to the man in white.

When these words fell, the mountains below suddenly boiled.

"What, the descendant of the Yin family of the Holy Soul Sword Sect turned out to be a disciple of the powerhouse of the Flying Immortal Sect!"

"The Holy Soul Sword Sect actually climbed the Flying Immortal Sect, what a blessing!"

"This sword storm is about to be retributed, he killed the disciples of the Holy Soul Sword Sect like that before, this powerhouse of the Flying Immortal Sect will definitely not let him go!"

Everyone was talking, but Jian Fengyun still had the same face, fighting the sword in his hand, looking at everything in front of him.

"No need to be polite!" The man in white waved his hand at Yin Ba, then swept his gaze to Jian Fengyun, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and said, "Young man, have you thought about it?" ”

"You want me to join the Flying Immortal Sect?" Jian Fengyun said lightly.

The man in white nodded slightly, ignoring the ugly faces of Yin Ba and Yin Daohuang on the side, and said directly: "Not bad!" ”

"Okay, you destroy the Holy Soul Sword Sect for me, and I will join the Flying Immortal Sect!" Jian Fengyun's eyes froze, and he suddenly spoke.

(End of chapter)