Is Xuanci Avenue powerful?

That's natural. Zhuge Rui, one man and one sword, suppresses dozens of golden elixirs, how could he not be powerful?

But no matter how powerful the Xuan Magnetic Power is, it cannot save Zhuge Rui's life.

The real person of the Nascent Soul is crushed by the realm. Unless he has the same level of strength, Zhuge Rui will die.

Unfortunately, the strongest person in the Frost and Snow Sword Academy is Zhuge Rui.

There may be one sleeping in the Cishan Mountain, but here is a hundred miles away from Cishan Mountain. That person will never wake up because of this matter, and that person will not have the chance to wake up at all.

Everything was a foregone conclusion under this sword.

The Frost and Snow Sword Academy, which has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, is cut off!

The blood-colored sword cut through the void and landed three feet above Zhuge Rui's head, without any inch of progress.

"Which fellow Taoist takes action? Is this going to be an enemy of my Xueyan Sect?"

The spiritual power in his palm pressed down, Yan Li shouted in a low voice, and the soul poured into the Dharma image behind him. The illusory Dharma image condensed again, as if it was about to turn into a substance.

Faxiang searched everywhere with his eyes, and his ferocious face scattered evil spirits.

"Buzz--"

At this moment, the blood-colored sword hanging above Zhuge Rui's head screamed and twisted, trying to fly away, but seemed to be stuck by some force and could not get out of it.

"Who!" Yan Li's face changed drastically. He flipped his palm and spit out spiritual power. The blood color flipped, emitting thousands of golden lights. Yan Li's palm slowly and firmly flew away.

"Buzz--"

An unbearable cry was heard on the long sword, fixed in mid-air, as if calling for help from his master.

"Who are you!"

Yan Li was shocked and saw his natal magic weapon keep crying and trembling, and then turned into ashes inch by inch and disintegrating!

A magic weapon, a natal magic sword of the Nascent Soul Real Person, was dissipated.

The power of mysterious magnetism!

This is the power of the mysterious magnetism, and everything in the world can be used to!

When did the Shuangxue Sword Academy have such a master who has achieved great success in mysterious magnetism?

Yan Li's face turned pale, she kept retreating, and her Dharma image was constantly looking around.

"Catch you!"

Yan Li roared wildly, and his spiritual power turned into a hundred-foot-long mad dragon, rushing straight to the sky on the left.

"warehouse--"

"warehouse--"

Two sounds of the long swords being sheathed, two gray-black swords appeared in the void, and then a tall figure hangs quietly in the air.

Zhao Yang.

"Senior brother, help me."

Zhao Yang raised his hands, and the two long swords turned into a rotating light and strangled towards the spiritual dragon.

Zhuge Rui laughed loudly, and a gray-black aura was emitted all over his body. Not only him, but also the mysterious black magnetic force was emitted by the Zhuge brothers not far behind him.

Above the void, a flying boat nearly three hundred feet long appeared in the sky, and the mysterious magnetic force on the flying boat was like rain, falling on Zhao Yang.

Just inside the Feitian Boat, thousands of disciples from the Frost and Snow Sword Academy were refining the mysterious magnet crystal stone with all their strength, and then transmitting the mysterious magnet force to Zhao Yang below.

Zhao Yang raised his hands lightly, and the two long swords brought out a burst of black light, tugging the dragon with spiritual power into pieces.

"Rongyi Sword, Zhao Yang?"

Yan Li stopped there with her hands behind her back, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

In his eyes, Zhao Yang only has the foundation-building realm, which is simply not worth mentioning.

However, the vigorous power of the mysterious magnetic force emitted on him made him feel like he was facing the same level of real people.

Who is this Zhao Yang?

"Is that the Liangyi Sword?"

"So there is such a master in Frost and Snow Sword Academy!"

"Faced with the Nascent Soul straight, without falling behind, is this Liangyi Sword the Nascent Soul Realm?"

...

A lot of discussion sounded, and the onlookers were swelling.

If the people from the Frost and Snow Sword Academy go back completely today, the situation will change drastically in the future.

Looking at Zhao Yang with calm wind, Yan Li had no idea.

As a real person in the Nascent Soul, even if the other party dissolves his natal magic weapon, he will not lose his mind.

People who cannot figure out the details should be treated with caution.

The best way is to go back first and come back after you figure it out.

It’s just that today’s great opportunity to wipe out the Frost and Snow Sword Academy is a pity to give up in vain.

Moreover, the destruction of his natal magic weapon was also a huge loss for him.

Not willing to give up, fight another battle!

Thinking of this, Yan Li gritted her teeth and pinched her hands. The Dharma image behind her was wide open, and the power of the soul controlled the Dharma image. He held a demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and flashed, and then came to Zhao Yang.

Looking at the demon-subduing pestle raised high, Zhao Yang sighed slightly and said lightly: "Three million."

"Buzz--"

The demon-subduing pestle fell to the point of falling. Yan Li screamed in the distance. He saw a palm as big as a palm fan and pressed it on the head of his Dharma image. With a gentle pressure, he had been practicing hard for three hundred years and suddenly collapsed.

"kill!"

Zhao Yang flashed and flew straight to Yan Li. Yan Li endured the severe pain in his heart, and his spiritual power dissipated. He was about to gather defense, but he felt that the sky was spinning, and the world had changed in front of him.

When he calmed his eyes, he saw himself falling over the ocean, and the inspiration lights lit up from the hundreds of feet in front of him, and countless beams of light hit him.

This is his last thought.

A real person in Nascent Soul fell instantly, and the rising spiritual energy turned into a cloud pillar and dispersed.

"Okay, go back to the base." Yao Guangcheng, holding a big sword, waved his hand, and wave-slashing warships slowly disappeared from the spot.

A moment later, several figures of demons appeared here, but nothing was discovered.

Naturally no one outside knows these things that happen in the game world.

Those onlookers only saw Zhao Yang reaching out and shooting the real person of the Nascent Soul.

There were only two moves in front and behind, and Zhao Yang only had a few breaths from the appearance to the time he took Yan Li Zhenren.

What kind of cultivation is this Liangyi Sword?

The golden elixir monks of each sect were trembling, and none of them dared to speak out.

The Frost and Snow Sword Academy has shown its strength and has already achieved the domineering spirit of a seventh-grade sect.

The best way for practitioners within a radius of thousands of miles is to surrender.

"Okay, this matter ends here." Zhao Yang looked at the people who were chasing Zhuge brothers and said loudly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard his words.

As long as the Frost and Snow Sword Academy does not pursue the matter at this time, and after today, everyone will hug their thighs with a shy face and not hit people with a smile on their faces, the relationship will always be eased.

After Zhao Yang finished speaking, his face suddenly turned aside and he said, "It's just that the real person of Xueyan Sect attacked me for no reason and intercepted and killed my disciples of the Sword Academy. Such a vicious act, my Sword Academy must not refuse to seek justice." Ask for justice from the seventh-grade sect?

Everyone was slightly stunned, and then someone showed a look of enthusiasm on his face.

The seventh-grade sect was before.

When the Yuanying Real Person Deceased, the seventh-grade sect only has a shell that is more than eighth-grade.

It is no problem to be able to kill the real person of the Yuanying and kill a sect without the Master of the Yuanying.

This Liangyi Jian said this in public, why?

"Person Master Zhao, I, the three thousand monks in Hanbing Cliff, are willing to be the front drive!" Someone clasped his fists and shouted loudly.

Front drive!

Sent a letter!

"I also had three thousand people in Feixue Jian Pavilion!"

"And I..."

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Chapter completed!