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Chapter 0064 Ling Zhouyue draws his sword(2/2)

Welcome gift."

"Don't go."

Huangfu Qun responded coldly, his tone sounded calm, but it carried a power that was so angry that it trembled.

Luo Sheng had no choice, he could never defeat his father.

In his opinion, his father was good at everything, but his vision was too limited to the sect.

In the future, the five major forces will be integrated under the supervision of the Dao League headquarters. This is only a matter of time, and the situation should be clearly understood as early as possible.

The fairy boat stopped and made a sonorous sound of anchoring in the air, echoing in the Zongzhi mountains.

At this moment.

The mountain-protecting formation flashed with colorful blue lights.

Immediately, the power of the large formation rotated rapidly, revealing a light blue seal.

Below the seal, the clouds gathered and gradually condensed into a huge figure.

The figure hangs majestically in the sky in front of the fairy boat.

Look carefully——

It was Bo Yunzi.

Yun Ying cupped his hands, bowed to the immortal boat and said:

"Leader Li, Deacon Blackstone, Advocate Zhaoshan."

He only said three words, his voice was cold and condescending, exuding a touch of Fusion Realm spiritual pressure, and it was a simple greeting that was almost rude.

The disciples at the foot of the mountain stared blankly at the sky. Although they were still silent, the pent-up anger in everyone's hearts was finally released.

Xiao Ran also looked up at the human-shaped cloud shadow, but his heart was not so passionate.

Especially when I saw the clouds gathering, I subconsciously thought about Xiaowu again.

This method of using mountain-protecting formations to gather clouds has a certain core similarity with the strange gray mist that appears in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, but it is paradoxical.

The bow of the fairy boat is on the flat and wide deck.

Blackstone and the old judge felt even more pressured and looked at Li Wuxie together.

Li Wuxie stood with his hands down, and then slightly raised his droopy black eyelids.

Bo Yunzi? He seemed to have heard of this name a long time ago.

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Bo Yunzi, whose name I have admired for a long time. You don't have to go out of your way to welcome me. I heard that Zongzhi Mountain is in an extraordinary period. Good luck holding the great formation. Leave the Sword Carrying Tournament to me."

In a word... the whole audience was speechless!

Regarding Li Wuxie and Bo Yunzi, no one knows who is older and who is younger.

Although Li Wuxie was once a swordsman in the Fusion Realm, it is a pity that he only has Nascent Soul cultivation left, and he called him Junior Brother when they first met...

Heishi regretted telling Li Wuxie about the missing falcon.

His original intention was to let Li Wuxie secretly stumble Xiao Ran at the Sword Succession Conference, and then lure him with a generous offer so that he could secretly defect to the Taoist Alliance.

Unexpectedly, Li Wuxie drove the big boat directly into the mountain-protecting formation and docked in front of the sword tomb.

This is too rough!

Could it be that the weaker the body is on the inside, the stronger the person appears on the outside?

He felt that the new leader took the majesty of the Taoist League too seriously and even held a sword burial for a dead Falcon without a body.

The final result might not be ideal, and he even had a vague feeling that this conference was going to make a big fuss.

The air in front of the deck.

Bo Yunzi was not angry at all.

"No, I'm not that busy. So many people are waiting to see it. As a senior brother, I also want to see my junior brother's swordsmanship."

There is a sword hidden in the words, a double entendre!

On the surface, this sentence is about looking forward to Junior Brother Xiao's sword-carrying performance and wanting to see Xiao Ran's sword skills.

Secretly, he pointed out that Li Wuxie was his junior brother, and wanted to see if his swordsmanship... after his cultivation dropped drastically, was it as exquisite as the legend.

How could Li Wuxie fail to hear the deep meaning in his words?

Questioning my swordsmanship is not enough to test the sword bearer?

Li Wuxie drooped his dark eyelids and said nothing.

Suddenly a sword was drawn——

A powerful sword energy slashed straight into Bo Yunzi's cloud shadow!

This sword energy is extremely sharp, far beyond the limits of Yuanying.

Just when everyone was shocked...

Suddenly!

Triggered by the tide, the thin clouds deformed and instantly turned into huge waves, slamming into Li Wuxie's sharp sword energy.

The two phases canceled each other out, and the cloud shadows and huge waves still had enough power to shake the black boat ten feet away. The washed boat body swayed, and the blue robes of Li Wuxie and the other two people rustled and their hair flew.

After the thin clouds.

A shadow of a broad robe appeared, and he drank warm wine while waving his sleeves.

It’s Ling Zhouyue!

With the sword-wielding elder present, how could Bo Yunzi use the power of a large formation to deal with the enemy?

Although Ling Zhouyue is naive, she still understands this simple truth.

After drinking from the pot, she pointed at Li Wuxie and yelled:
Chapter completed!
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