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Chapter 77 All the strong come together!

What shocked Yu and the others even more was that the snow in front of them was blown out by sword aura, but there was no snow or waves of air that affected them. Such control ability was almost unimaginable.

After a while, the snow mist and dust dissipated, and nearly a thousand charred wolf corpses appeared in front of everyone. This did not add the number of burned into ashes by the golden flames. In this series of attacks, it is afraid that the dead toothed wolf could reach a 1,500-50-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-100-1

Aww—

The remaining wolves were obviously also suppressed by the five powerful figures in the sky. Looking at the countless charred corpses of similar types in front of them, they suddenly let out shrill howls. After that, the wolves retreated like a tide, and disappeared in a short while.

Five people fell from the air, their bodies squid like birds, without any trace of fireworks. The nine people hurriedly came forward to greet them, but Luo Xinyu looked calm and stepped forward to bow to Luo Qianfeng first, and said, "Dad."

Looking at Luo Xinyu in front of him, Luo Qianfeng nodded with satisfaction. He was still very satisfied with his only son. He was the first in the Dragon and Phoenix List and earned a lot of face for his father who was the sect leader. Then Luo Xinyu bowed to the Lord of the Four Peaks next to him and said, "Good four uncles, please." Yu Jihua and others next to him also came forward to salute.

"Ruoyu, where is Xue'er?" At this moment, Ming Xiyue frowned obviously and asked, but it was her own disciple, so her tone of speaking was not so cold.

Yi Ruoyu didn't dare to neglect when she heard this, and replied, "My junior sister is still young and can't stand the blood, so we left him in the Langkou Village and did not bring him here."

Frowning, Ming Xiyue wanted to say something, but the fourth elder Xuan Ming, who was slightly blessed next to him, said, "Since there is no problem, let's learn about the current situation."

The four people, including Luo Qianfeng, nodded at the same time when they heard this and looked at Luo Xinyu, "Yu'er, please tell me the specific situation."

Facing the eyes of the five sword masters, Luo Xinyu was a little nervous, but his long-term relationship with his father Luo Qianfeng still made him calm soon. He immediately described everything he knew one by one. When talking about the blood sacrifice, his words were filled with horror. After all, such a tragic sword formation was really unacceptable. This was the power completely built up by life.

What!

After Luo Xinyu finished speaking, Luo Qianfeng and the other two looked at each other and turned their eyes to the direction of the sword formation that Luo Xinyu and the others gave out. Then everyone felt a little shocked in their hearts.

"Is this its power?" Luo Qianfeng murmured, "I can't even find it--" But then, the five people showed joyful smiles on their faces. If they got this thing, the rise of the sect would be just around the corner.

"The question now is how to get that thing." The only middle-aged man among the five people except Ming Xiyue spoke. This man was wearing a purple martial arts suit, with a beard and a kind face, but no one dared to underestimate him, because he was Xun Qianjing, one of the five peaks of Zixia Sect, Xun Qianjing, one of the six sword masters of the swordsmanship, and the second elder of the sect, with a high position and a powerful position.

After pondering for a while, Luo Qianfeng looked up at Luo Xinyu and the nine others, and said, "You go back first, the matter here is no longer something you can interfere."

"But the sect leader, Lu Qing is still in the formation!" Although he couldn't understand what Luo Qianfeng and the others were saying, letting them leave now made Duan Qingyun anxious.

"Qingyun," Yu Jihua pulled Duan Qingyun, but what surprised the two of them was that Zhao Qianye next to him took two steps forward at this time, bowed deeply to Luo Qianfeng and Xuanqing on the side, and said, "I hope the sect leader and master can save Junior Brother Lu's life."

What Yu and Hua did not expect was that Zhao Qianye, who was usually cold and indifferent, would ask the sect leader and others for Lu Qing. You should know that, in addition to going up the mountain to become a disciple, Zhao Qianye would at most bow slightly no matter who he saw in the future. In general, he was a proud and natural person. Even Luo Xinyu and others had heard of it. At this moment, he was willing to speak like this for Lu Qing, which made Luo Xinyu and others surprised his relationship with Lu Qing.

"Lu Qing," Luo Qianfeng whispered, "Lu Qing was also in danger to defend Sunset City. Of course, the sect would not ignore him. What's more, I have heard that there are not many such talents in Zixia Peak for a hundred years, so of course I have to cultivate them well."

Xuan Ming, who was on the side, smiled at Xuan Qing after hearing this: "This is the beloved disciple whom Master Xuanfeng personally led the mountain. It is understandable that he can have such a speed of cultivation. Senior Brother Xuanqing needs to protect it later."

Anyone with a discerning eye could see the bad intentions of Xuan Qing in Xuan Ming's words, but Luo Qianfeng and the other two seemed to have been used to it. Luo Xinyu and others in front of them were obviously younger, so of course they were not easy to speak. Xuan Qing looked gloomy and terrible, but he still squeezed a smile from the corner of his mouth and said, "Wealth is in heaven, life and death are fate. I will do everything I can. Whether it is life or death depends on his luck."

After receiving the guarantee from Luo Qianfeng and Xuanqing, Duan Qingyun and the other two finally felt relieved and left the foot of the mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they met Nie Qingtian and three guardians who were rushing back quickly. When they heard that the sect leader and the other four peaks were intimate, they had to go back. However, when Nie Qingtian learned about Lu Qing's current situation, the wine pot on his waist was immediately crushed by him.

But despite this, he had no choice. If even the sect leader and the four peak masters could not save them, then they would be just a burden and would have no effect when they went there.

At this moment, the place where Luo Xinyu and the nine people were originally staying, the snow on the ground had already been cleaned up by the fighting sword energy, leaving only the naked, naked and naked yellow land.

Looking at the void without any power fluctuation in front of him, Luo Qianfeng's face was solemn. He pointed to his fingers and formed a sword, and a purple-gold sword aura that was ten feet long appeared at the fingertips. This sword aura seemed to be of the same origin as Luo Xinyu's Ziyang sword energy, but it was more solid and thicker than the sword aura, and it was more agile.

At this moment, the golden flames wrapped around the sword aura at Luo Qianfeng's fingertips seemed to burn the void, and even the space was distorted slightly. However, the four Xuanqing and the other two who stood beside him could not feel the slightest heat. Although the four of them said nothing and had no color on their faces, they were shocked. Such cultivation and control were no longer something they could beat. At the same time, the awe in their hearts, which had been a little faint, deepened a lot at this moment.

Luo Qianfeng raised his right hand, and the ten-foot sword aura transmitted through his fingertips actually transformed. In an instant, it turned into a pluto sword that was ten-foot long and several feet wide. The shining golden flame burned on the sword.

"go--"

With Luo Qianfeng's whisper, his right hand slashed. At this moment, Luo Qianfeng's right arm suddenly became blurred, making Xuanqing and the other four unable to distinguish their positions. The purple-gold sword seemed to have traveled through space, leaving only a afterimage in the air, and landed in the void where Lu Qing and Duan Qingyun were sucked into it.

How is that possible!

In the astonished eyes of Xuanqing and the other four, the Gang Sword slashed into the void, as if a mud cow had entered the sea without any waves. It was just that a faint transparent ripples spread out from the point where the Gang Sword sword was inserted. The air twisted where the ripples passed by. Whether it was the rocks or the big trees they encountered, they were instantly twisted into powder, spreading more than ten feet before disappearing into the air.

Luo Qianfeng frowned and said, "My 80% power of Ziyang Gang Sword can't do anything to its domain shell. You can take action with me. Look at this, I guess we need all our strength to break a channel."

As soon as he finished speaking, "Who is it!"

Luo Qianfeng raised his eyebrows, and the five people rose into the air at the same time, looking at the distance of the sky on the side of the beast ruins.

In their sight, six sword lights of various colors rushed over. The sword light was not the pure sword energy that barely covered the entire body of the sword master level, but the extremely solid sword aura. The six sword auras, the sound of cutting through the air seemed to be even stronger than when Luo Qianfeng came.

Perhaps because of the speed too fast, the friction with the wind on the periphery of each sword aura produced an elliptical fire cover. The fire cover was as bright as the scorching sun. In this snowy day without sunshine, it looked extremely dazzling.

"Damn it, it's the Three Olds of Qingyu and the Three Swords of Fuyun. Where did these six old guys come from?" Xunqianjing's forehead was full of blue veins, staring at the six sword lights that were approaching quickly, and his tone was very rude.

With a cold snorting, Luo Qianfeng said: "These two sects have a lot of covetousness about the current status of our sect, and it is normal for spies to be inserted. When you get that thing this time, you will go back and investigate it thoroughly. Anyone who rebels in the sect will kill the nine clans, men, women, young and old, and not one of them will be left behind!" From Luo Qianfeng's tone, Xuanqing and the other four knew that Luo Qianfeng was really angry this time. This time they were guided by the Supreme Elder of the Master to find that thing, and its significance almost surpassed the birth of one or two sword masters in the Sword Soul Realm.

Now that these six people have arrived, although they are not afraid, they have added a few variables out of thin air. If something is obtained by these six people, their Zixia Sect will definitely fall into a place of doom within a few years to decades.

In just a few hours, from Nie Qingtian to Sunset City asking for help, these six people were able to receive the news and arrive in time. The spy's speed of sending messages really made the five people furious.

"Haha, I haven't seen each other for several years, Brother Luo is still fine--" At this time, an old voice sounded from afar, and the sound rang half of the sky from far to near.

After a few breaths, six swordsmen in different ways appeared in front of the five Luo Qianfeng people. The six people were faintly divided into two waves. One wave of three people was white plain clothes and long gowns, each carrying a Qingfan-level magic sword scattering blue gold light. Looking at these three people, the most amazing thing was not their middle-aged appearance, but their almost identical faces. The three of them stood together and made it hard to tell who was who was.
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