"The ancestor was originally a disciple of the Purple Muscle Sword Hero, and I am also a disciple of the next generation of the Sword Grinding Tianzun, and this palace should be inherited by me. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Jin Yan's tone became more and more fanatical, and his expression when he looked at the palace became more and more obsessed, "No, not only this palace, but everything on the floating island is mine." ”

"I see. Yue Qianjun nodded, "My old Yue is straightforward, and finally called you Brother Jin, now you want to unload the mill and kill the donkey, do you really think that the overall situation has been decided?"

Yang Hechen and Qi Buke stood beside Yue Qianjun, looking at Jin Yan with unkind eyes, obviously standing on the united front with Yue Qianjun, if Jin Yan did not give an explanation, it would definitely lead to a fight.

As for Qingzhou on the side, it was ignored by both sides, after all, he had just cast a forbidden secret trick to block the Mahayana monk's full force, and such a level of attack was still too reluctant for the god monk, so he must have run out of oil and lamp, and he would not be able to participate in the battle for a while.

"Kill the donkey? Originally, I would have been able to find the Floating Island without you, but I didn't expect it to be so easy, and now that I've found the Purple Muscle Sword Hero's Vault, your role is gone. Everyone has been together in the Xinghai Cemetery, so let me send you on your way!"

Jin Yan said this, full of murderous aura, obviously he had a bad heart for a long time.

"Kill us, it's up to you?" Yue Qianjun sneered.

"You are also worthy!" Yang Hechen's face turned pale.

"Hahaha, if you want to kill us, you can kill you. Qi Buke's face flushed with excitement.

"If it's outside, I'm a little reluctant to deal with the four of you, but this is the palace of the Purple Muscle Sword Hero, and it's my home field, and killing the four of you is like slaughtering chickens and dogs. ”

Jin Yan spread his hands, showed half a round card, and waved his hand on both sides of the avenue, and the round card emitted a ray of light and disappeared into a puppet.

The puppet moved violently, and the originally closed eyes opened, and a pair of eyes were bright and bright, although the whole body was clay, but it gave people the feeling of being a living person.

With a bang, the joints of the puppet's whole body moved, and the layers of soil were cracked and peeled off, revealing the bronze skin inside, and the stone slabs on which the feet stood shook violently.

"You can't enter the palace, just these sword-holding pottery puppets, there is a sword cultivation with the strength of the early Mahayana stage, and you can kill all of you with your fingers. ”

Half of the round card in Jin Yan's hand is the key for the original sword boy to enter and exit the palace, except for the key forbidden places, most places can be freely entered, but unfortunately only half of it is left now.

Even if the key is not complete, it can also play a great role in the hands of Jin Yan, and the sword-holding pottery puppet on the periphery of the palace is one of them.

How powerful the palace of the monks in the late stage of the robbery is, just the sword-holding pottery puppets guarding the periphery have a power comparable to that of the Mahayana sword cultivator.

With Jin Yan's current realm, he can only mobilize a sword-holding pottery puppet, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Under the manipulation of Jin Yan, the sword-holding pottery puppet turned his eyes to Yue Qianjun and the three of them, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, Sen Han's killing machine arrived faster than the sword light.

"Quick, with a golden scroll of Kasya. ”

Yue Qianjun and several people recognized the fragments of the golden book at the same time, and Qingzhou followed, and the four pages of the golden book merged into a large cloud of golden light, blocking in front of the sword-holding pottery puppet.

Holding the sword and holding the sword forward, it hit a large ball of golden light, and the huge impact condensed on the tip of the tiny sword, knocking the golden light down.

Although the page of the golden sword was missing, the Jiaye Golden Scroll was still able to resist the Mahayana-level attack, which greatly increased the confidence of Yue Qianjun and the others.

The long sword of the clay puppet holding the sword waved repeatedly, stabbing thousands of times on the golden light, but it was never able to break through the defense of the golden scroll of the Jiaye Golden Scroll, although the golden light trembled like rain hitting the plantain, but it firmly blocked the attack.

The figure of the sword-holding pottery puppet blurred for a while, and disappeared in place, leaving the golden light suspended in the air.

Seeing this, Yue Qianjun and the others suddenly felt bad, they thought that the puppet had no intelligence, and only knew how to fight hard, but they didn't expect that the sword pottery puppet knew how to retreat directly, and deliberately escaped the defense of the Jiaye Golden Scroll, and now they are hidden and want to wait for the opportunity to attack from another direction.

The four-page Jiaye Golden Scroll was manipulated by Yue Qianjun and others, and they couldn't work together, even if they could barely drive and walk, they couldn't catch up with the attack speed of the sword-holding pottery puppet.

Sure enough, the bronze figure flashed, and he actually chose the direction that the Ka Ye Ancient Scroll could not defend and rushed over, and the sword light swirled, enveloping Yue Qianjun, Yang Hechen, and Qi Buke.

How terrifying is the attack power of the Mahayana sword cultivator, under the gap between the two great realms, Yue Qianjun's faces turned pale, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back, seeing that they were about to be torn to pieces by the sword light of the puppet.

Jin Yi saw that the overall situation was about to be decided, and looked at the fight calmly, glanced at Qingzhou on the side, and breathed a sigh of relief, he was also very lucky, if it wasn't for the emperor's heart dragon just now to force out Qingzhou's hole card, now the sword pottery puppet may not be able to play such a strong role.

A sword that can match the attack of a monk in the late Mahayana period, even if it is driven by a secret method, it is also an extremely terrifying attack, and you must know that holding a sword pottery puppet is only the attack power of sword cultivation in the early stage of Mahayana.

"Jin Yan, if you dream, we will die and we will not compromise. You are hypocritical, using us, I'm wolf-hearted. ”

Facing the attack power of the Mahayana Sword Cultivator, Yue Qianjun took a step forward, and a steady and heavy momentum like a mountain rose above his head, as if it had taken root on the ground and turned into a majestic mountain, which could not be moved by wind and rain.

Yang Hechen's palms are upward, and his body continues to rise and fall with his breathing, staggering and shrinking, sometimes his figure is huge as if it can fill the entire universe, and sometimes his body shrinks like a fine dust disappearing into this world.

Qi Buke's whole body is relaxed, full of ethereal and agile meaning, the world in front of him is like a big cage, and Qi Buke just wants to break free from the shackles and get great freedom and liberation.

The three sword intent faced the attack of the sword-holding pottery puppet, as if they were three leaves in front of the mountain torrent, although the fragile ones could disappear at any time, they still bloomed with a different kind of light.

"Dying, vulnerable. ”

Jin Yan looked at Yue Qianjun and the three of them with a smile on the corner of his mouth, in the face of an attack comparable to that of Mahayana sword cultivation, even if they were all the best in the Transformation Sword Cultivation, they couldn't hold on to a breath.

At this moment, Qing Zhou moved, and he jumped in one body, raising the Void Step to three gears, which was ten times that of Guang Dun, and immediately swept away the three of Yue Qianjun from the sword light of the sword-holding pottery puppet.

There were only five breaths in the whole process, but the mana in Qingzhou's body had already been reduced by half, and he stopped in another corner with Yue Qianjun and the others.

"Can you escape?" Jin Yan sneered and continued to drive the sword-wielding pottery puppet to attack.

Who knew that at this time, Qing Zhou's right hand stretched out, pressed towards the space on the side, and suddenly opened a closed door, and led Yue Qianjun and the three of them into it.

At this moment, Jin Yu didn't have time to react, and watched Qingzhou take people away, and when he drove the sword-holding pottery puppet to chase him, the space door was already closed.

"Who he is, I don't even know about this space door. Jin Yan stared blankly at the place where the light gate disappeared, and the sword-holding pottery puppet on the side stood in a daze.