"City Envoy, you go quickly!"

Zhang Kang let out a loud shout, and his seriously injured body rushed towards Ning Zezhong without hesitation.

"Looking for Death"

Ning Zezhong's face was expressionless, and his palm slapped towards Zhang Kang.

Bang!

A crisp sound sounded, and I saw Zhang Kang's body directly turn into a blood mist in the sky and fall to the ground.

The blood dripped mercilessly, and it directly hit Ye Tingmuran's face.

Ning Zezhong's face was cold, and he continued to rush towards Ye Ting, with a scorching look in his eyes.

When countless people in Los Angeles saw this, they immediately looked extremely anxious, but they couldn't protect themselves at the moment, and they didn't have a chance to make a move.

Roar!

At this moment, a stirring sound of dragon groaning seemed to spread from afar, rushing in the hearts of everyone.

Ning Zezhong's body couldn't help but pause, and he looked into the distance.

Not only Ning Zezhong, but everyone present looked into the distance.

Fu Chen couldn't help frowning, and said, "What a strong breath"

I saw a small black dot, which was flying towards it, attracting everyone's attention, and after I don't know how long, the black dot finally appeared in everyone's sight.

A huge blue dragon soared through the clouds, and its body almost turned into a blue light and rushed towards everyone.

And on the back of the blue dragon, a figure stood above it, his eyes were cold, letting the wind blow his silk, the hem of his clothes, and the sun shining down from the side, always causing waves in people's hearts.

"Little Night.....

Ye Ting's pupils couldn't help but tremble slightly, you, are you coming alone?

Waves!

Wen Qingye didn't speak, and directly pulled out the Zhuxian Sword behind him, the sword in his hand reflected the coldness of heaven and earth, and then slashed towards Ning Zezhong in front of him.

A sword swept in, enveloping the rolling true qi, like a pouring torrent of rags.

Ning Zezhong snorted coldly, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were combined, and a brilliant brilliance burst out from between the two fingers, heading directly towards the torrent point in front of him.

Bang, bang, bang!

The torrent made an earth-shattering sound, and the rich true qi seemed to turn into liquid, splashing away in all directions.

Ning Zezhong suddenly felt that the endless strength was attacking him, and then dozens of dark energies also rushed towards the internal organs.

Wow!

He couldn't hold back any longer, and spit out a mouthful of red blood directly.

And at this time, Wen Qingye's soles stomped on the back of the cold ice jiao, and then his body floated even more, flew into the air, and rushed towards Ning Zezhong in front of him.

Woohoo!

Except for Fu Chen, none of the people present could see Wen Qingye's figure clearly.

A strong wind blew and swept the vastness, and countless catkins suddenly appeared beside Wen Qingye, hitting everyone's hearts under the illumination of the sun.

"The first sword of the three absolute sword styles!

Wen Qingye swept away with a sword, and the ethereal, dream-like sword light suddenly swallowed out from the blade of the Yi Nian Sword, and slashed directly towards Ning Zezhong's throat.

Ning Zezhong knew that Wen Qingye's sword was rushing towards his throat, but his internal organs had just been hit hard at the moment, and he couldn't raise his strength at all, so he could only take out his life-saving magic weapon red shield in front of him, and the true qi on the red shield flowed, with a hint of indestructible.

But the other side of the red shield was not an ordinary person, his name was Wen Qingye.

The sword slashed heavily on top of the shield, but the shield didn't block Wen Qingye's sword at all.

Poof!

I saw that the red shield was split in half, split in two, and then a huge head rushed into the sky with blood like a fountain.

Thump!

Ning Zezhong's body fell directly to the ground, and the head fell to the ground and rolled down dozens of feet in front of him, just at Chen Guanghe's feet.

Quiet!

Only the fluttering flocculents fluttered in the sky, making a slight light sound.

A monk of the Eight-Rank Earth Immortal, Ning Zezhong, who was a little famous in the western part of the Qinglan Realm, was killed by Wen Qingye in this way, without the slightest leeway.

Although it is said that Wen Qingye suddenly made a move and had an advantage, he was killed in seconds with a single face, which was really terrifying.

Who the hell is this person?

The people of Luocheng looked at the people who stepped on the back of the dragon, and their hearts were even more shocked than the people in the flowing water village, not long ago, they fought side by side together and captured Yuncheng together.

At that time, Wen Qingye had to perform a secret technique to kill the Seventh-Rank Earth Immortal, and now he could directly destroy the Eight-Rank Earth Immortal in an instant, and the progress was too fast.

Chen Guanghe swallowed lightly and spitted, when he first saw Wen Qingye, that young man was not his opponent, but how long had it been since this young man had grown to such an extent?

Of the people present, all the hearts of all the people present became extremely uncalm, and they all looked at Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye smiled lightly, looked at Ye Ting in front of her, and said, "I'm here."

Ye Ting's eyes were hazy, and she said softly: "Xiao Ye"

Since childhood, she and Ye Chen's parents were hunted down and killed by the enemy, and then both died, only two children depended on each other, lonely and helpless, she had no choice but to take care of Ye Chen.

How did Ye Chen have a conflict with the people of Liushui Village, and finally died tragically in the hands of Fu Chen, the big boss of Liushui Village.

With her strength, let alone killing Fu Chen, it is extremely difficult to enter Liushui Village, and since then she has gradually forgotten her hatred and everything.

Until Wen Qingye appeared, the same eyes, resolute, resolute, responsible, like to be strong, affectionate and righteous, it seemed that Ye Chen's shadow could be seen from his body.

"Stand back and leave everything to me"

Wen Qingye turned around, a pair of eyes suddenly became cold, and the long sword pointed directly at Chen Guanghe in front of him, "You will die today."

Last time, the seventeenth prince used the magic power of the immortals and directly rescued Chen Guanghe, and this time Wen Qingye was sure to kill this Chen Guanghe.

This person is narrow-minded, and if he doesn't kill this person, there will be endless troubles.

"Kill me?"

Chen Guanghe seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, his back was bent, I don't know how long it took, he slowly calmed down, and said to Fu Chen next to him: "This kid's head is screwed off for me, I want to be a night pot."

"Good"

Fu Chen nodded, and walked towards Wen Qingye in front of him.

Ye Ting couldn't help reminding: "Xiao Ye, that Fu Chen is the number one master in Liushui Village, and his strength is a nine-grade earth immortal, you have to be careful."

"Nine Rank Earth Immortals?"

Wen Qingye's eyes were a little cold, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said, "That's just my whetstone."

His cultivation is very sluggish now, and he needs a certain amount of stimulation, and the Nine Rank Earth Immortal is undoubtedly the whetstone that best stimulates Wen Qingye.

(End of chapter)

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