Chapter 0530: What Is Zongmen (5)
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However, the high-level officials of the two parties did not act rashly.
The eyes of the Supreme Elder and the Sect Master of Xuanling Sect have been staring at the Heavenly Cloud Sect Protector Divine Beast. Once they make the first move and fail to stop the Protector Sect Divine Beast, the consequences will be disastrous.
Sect Master Xuanling gritted his teeth, at this moment, it's not that they don't want to take action... they can't! Can't shoot!
Sect Master Xuanling looked at the inner disciples who died in battle, his eyes were red, and he bowed and bowed. This is all he can do at the moment.
The two wars are no less than the battle between the dynasties. You can't let your temper come, no matter how painful and bitter your heart is, you can only endure it!
In a corner of the sect, Feng Moli's body flew horizontally, knocking a rock into a cave.
Among the ruins, Feng Moli slowly got up, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
He is notorious among the inner sects and is a famous little bully, but at this moment, he is fighting with his life, swearing to live and die together with the sect!
A disciple of the Yunxiao Sect dressed in white robes, with indifferent eyes, holding a yellow sword, walked straight towards Feng Moli.
"Supreme Martial Arts... It's really good, it can block more than 300 moves from me, and even kill one of my senior brothers." The man whispered softly.
Feng Moli gritted his teeth.
"Swish"!
Immediately, the man slashed a sword towards Feng Mo Li.
At the same time, a cyan sword light quickly slashed towards, slashing the disciple of the Yunxiao Sect.
"Murray, are you alright!"
Zhu Changge stepped forward and helped Feng Moli up.
"Thank you..." Feng Moli said.
"Thank you?" Zhu Changge smiled: "If you want to thank me, thank me for this mysterious spirit weapon in my hand."
Hearing the sound, Feng Moli looked at the cyan long sword in his hand, and a terrifying sword movement emanated from the sword, extremely terrifying.
In the Treasure Pavilion, there are a total of ten mysterious spirit soldiers, and at the moment Zhu Chang singer is one of the ten spirit soldiers.
"court death!"
The disciple of Yunxiao Sect, who was slashed by the sword energy, glared angrily and shouted loudly.
"Swish"!
Immediately, the two inner disciples of the Xuanling Sect jumped instantly from a distance.
These two disciples, a man and a woman, both had mysterious weapons in their hands, a sword was as black as ink, and a knife was as red as fire.
With one sword and one sword, two mysterious divine weapons were slashed at the same time, bursting with dazzling luster.
"Boom"!
The disciple of Yunxiao Sect didn't know what happened, but his body was blown to pieces under the force of this sword.
"Yang Lie Sword, Han Yin Sword... Really powerful..."
Feng Liuli was stunned.
The person holding the Yang Lie Saber is Han Qingyun, the chief disciple of the Xuanling Sect, and the woman is one of the ten core disciples of the Xuanling Sect, named Su Xin.
"Yanglie Saber and Hanyin Sword are the strongest mysterious spirit soldiers in this sect. Junior Sister Su Xin and I are in love with each other. Only then can I show the greatest power of my Yanglie Saber and Hanyin Sword." Han Qingyun said softly.
Hearing the sound, the woman Su Xin's face turned slightly red.
"Han Yin Sword and Yang Lie Sword... Only those who have the same heart can show their greatest power. With the strength of Senior Brother you and Senior Sister Su Xin, you can mobilize two mysterious soldiers, and even the elders of Xuan Lingzong can be used. , posing a certain threat..."
Zhu Chang sang.
Han Qingyun is the chief disciple of Xuanlingzong this year. His strength is already on par with the elders of Xuanlingzong, while Suxin is slightly inferior, but not too much worse. With yin and yang soldiers in hand, if the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect rely solely on their own cultivation, without treasures, they will surely die.
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