"Sword Master!"

"Pavilion Master!"

Seeing Ling Tian in danger, everyone at the scene immediately exclaimed.

Everyone exclaimed.

The ghost flame demigod even came out with his life taken.

Ghost flames kill people.

Jiang Xiang narrowed his eyes and without any hesitation, he raised the holy sword again and swept it out in an instant, blocking the attack of the ghost flames ahead.

Block for a moment.

The power fills the air.

The two strong men retreated immediately. Gui Yan stood firm and snorted softly: "Well, Prime Minister Jiang, it seems that you are a bastard who is determined to fight against the Tianshen Temple to the end?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xiang grasped the long sword: "Ghost Flame Demigod, I am the master of the Holy Sword Sect, and the master of the Jiang family, and the descendant of the demigods. When King An Ding sat down, the hatred of the five demigods was deeply rooted in his bones.

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"The Master of the Jinxiu Pavilion is now not only the life-saving straw for my daughter, but also the mortal enemy of the Heavenly Temple."

"The enemies of the enemy are my allies. They want to kill Qingtian unless I die in battle."

"otherwise......"

"Idiot's dream!"

Lenghengluo.

The sword shines brightly.

Jiang Xiang's eyes once again showed a domineering cold light. Jiang Xiang made a decision, and Gui Yan was furious: "Well, Xiang Jiang, since you are so stubborn, I will destroy you together today."

Lenghengluo.

The murderous intent was overwhelming.

Just for a moment.

Gui Yan grasped the long sword again and slashed in an instant. The long sword slashed, and the cold flames rose again. Jiang Xiang frowned. He held the holy sword, stood up again, and executed the ultimate move. The sword light appeared on the blade.

The mighty power of the sword.

Sweep down.

The sword blade meets the shadow of the sword, the two strong forces collide, the power shakes the sky, one collision separates, and another collision is stronger.

Holy sword!

Long sword!

Fighting in the blink of an eye, neither giving in to the other.

Such a scene made the sky tremble even more. Many strong men on the scene could no longer see the figures of the two strong men. They were each shocked. On the distant mountain peak, a man was drinking alone, with a smile in his eyes.

"Let's fight."

"Fight like crazy."

"Who is the winner in the chess game?"

The old man's eyes showed an even sharper light. He took a sip of strong wine and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The moment the old man disappeared, a person came, none other than Wu Ding Feng Kun!

Feng Kun frowned: "Strange, I just felt that there was someone here, could it be that I felt wrong?"

"Could it be that that person's cultivation lies in me?"

hiss!

Feng Kun couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, not daring to think that although he was an emperor, he had demigod bloodline, which meant that his cultivation was not comparable to that of ordinary emperors.

Even if the opponent is a powerful demigod, he can easily detect it.

God?

Feng Kun's eyelids trembled, and then he shook his head wildly: "Absolutely impossible!"

Press your mind hard.

He glanced at the splendid battlefield in front of him: "Xiang Xiang, you are still the passionate young man you were before. But, facing the Temple of Heaven, can we really have the strength to fight?"

Between doubts.

In the battle between the two powers ahead, Jiang Xiang was already at a disadvantage. Gui Yan even launched a sneak attack with his sword, heading straight for Jiang Xiang's throat. Faced with such an offensive, Jiang Xiang turned around in an instant and blocked it with his holy sword.

The moment he raised the knife.

The empty door opened.

Although it was only for a moment, the demigod caught a glimpse of it. He suddenly raised his hand and pressed it with his palm. Seeing that he was defeated again, the sky trembled violently, and then under the sky, a spear appeared like a swimming dragon.

Shatter the sky!

The demonic flames were approaching. Although the demigods were strong, they were first consumed by Ling Tian, ​​and then resisted by the holy sword. The back force was already insufficient, and then the Wandering Dragon Spear killed them. They did not dare to be careless in their hearts, so they could only postpone the attack.

A palm strike against the Dragon Spear!

A moment.

The sky trembled.

The domineering ripples shook the three strong men back again.

Jiang Xiang holds a knife!

Feng Kun holds a gun!

The two emperors stood side by side, moving the mountains and rivers with their aura. They were as strong as demigods. They did not dare to be careless, and their eyes turned cold: "Feng Kun, you also want to go against the Tianshen Temple, don't you?"

"Ah."

Feng Kun chuckled: "Gui Yan, I don't want to start a war with the Heavenly Temple, but if your Heavenly Temple wants to stop King Anding from coming back, I will sacrifice everything to tear off a piece of flesh from the Heavenly Temple."

Feng Kun's words.

Full of determination.

Gui Yan narrowed his eyes: "Damn it, just because he is the Master of White Jade Xiao?"

"right!"
Chapter completed!