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“Here it comes!”

Hearing this voice, everyone’s faces changed slightly.

They all looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that in the distance, where heaven and earth meet, a huge strange beast was slowly approaching.

It has two horns and blood-red eyes, like a brute bull.

The body is covered with heavy chains, and every step that falls is enough to make the earth tremble!

Although it was still far away, an extremely fierce aura had already arrived.

“It is a Zhenzong alien beast of the Four Seasons Sword Sect, a tyron blood bull with the bloodline of the demon clan!”

Lin Jue said in a deep voice.

The sound is not very loud, but everyone can hear it.

“Unlike the beast in the clouds, this strange beast is extremely fierce, the pair of horns is said to be able to penetrate even the blood weapon, plus its skin is rough and thick, even a warrior at the peak of the Yin and Yang Realm will be extremely tricky to deal with.”

Lin Jue continued.

Hearing this, many people’s faces changed slightly.

A beast of this level can at least involve two Yin and Yang Realm martial artists!

Unexpectedly, the Four Seasons Sword Sect actually pulled this strange beast over!

“Look at it!”

Someone suddenly pointed to the surroundings of the Overlord Blood Bull.

I saw that around the Overlord Blood Bull, there were sword warriors dressed in yellow and white clothes, each with a white strip of cloth tied to his head.

The number of people is large, roughly estimated at more than 30,000.

Wearing such a color, it looks, full of the smell of funeral.

“All the disciples of the Four Seasons Sword Sect are here.”

A Luo Net Protector said coldly.

“To deal with our small one-grade sect, not only all the disciples were dispatched, but the Zhenzong beasts were accompanied by them, and even two holy lords came,”

Su Feng smiled slightly, “This Four Seasons Sword Sect wants to play a game of killing chickens and monkeys and doing it for everyone in the world to see.” ”

On the back of the Overlord Blood Bull, Su Feng only felt two powerful auras from a distance.

“Qi Wuhen didn’t come?”

Su Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

But it’s normal to think about it, there are very few people who know about him and Su Diyue’s promotion to the Saint Lord Realm.

The world probably still thinks that they are Yin and Yang Realms.

Against the two Yin and Yang Realms, if Qi Wu had to make a move, it would be too cheap.

“Want to use my Lingqing Pavilion to kill chickens and monkeys, his Four Seasons Sword Sect has found the wrong person!”

Su Diyue’s face turned cold, “Today, not to mention the Four Seasons Sword Sect, at least half of them must be left!” ”

In the face of this kind of sect war, Su Diyue still has enough domineering.

After all, he has also been a cabinet master for so many years.

Under the leadership of Feng Tie, the disciples of Lingqing Pavilion walked out of the mountain gate one after another and lined up in front.

After all, when the two armies clash, the momentum cannot be lost.

Boom!

As the distance approached, the sound of the Overlord Blood Bull stepping on the earth became clearer.

Some disciples with weak cultivation were faintly disturbed in their bodies and qi and blood.

And when there were still three hundred meters away from the Lingqing Pavilion Mountain Gate, the Overlord Blood Bull finally stopped.

All the disciples of the Four Seasons Sword Sect looked at the Lingqing Pavilion camp one after another.

These martial artists who specialize in kendo have extremely aggressive eyes, and when they come together, they are like a giant sword suspended in the air, full of a sense of depression.

“It is worthy of being a holy place, and the disciples under the disciples are really extraordinary.”

Su Feng nodded slightly in his heart.

On the matter, this is the truth.

However, as long as he is given time, Lingqing Pavilion will soon be able to surpass the Four Seasons Sword Sect!

In this regard, Su Feng had absolute confidence.

“Where is the white-clothed Dan Master?”

Suddenly, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the heavens and the earth.

The sound was like a volcano about to erupt, suppressing unimaginable anger.

“Looking for Ben Gongzi, what’s the matter?”

Su Feng smiled slightly, shook the folding fan in his hand, and looked at the top of the head of the overlord blood bull.

There stood a middle-aged man with white sideburns and majestic eyes.

“You are the white-clothed Dan Master.”

Middle-aged people are naturally Qi You.

He looked at Su Feng, who was light and breezy, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Is this guy who killed his own son, really too young.

“It’s like a fake package.”

Su Feng said.

“Good one like a fake package!”

Qi You’s eyes darkened, “A Yipin Sect, who gave you the guts to dare to kill the young sect master of my Sword Sect!” ”

“Daring, this is born, born bold,”

The corners of Su Feng’s mouth raised slightly, “In addition, I didn’t just kill your son, the second elder of your sword sect also died in my hands, you can’t mention it without mentioning it, after all, it’s the second elder, isn’t there any such card?” ”

The words fell.

There was silence.

Especially the camp of the Four Seasons Sword School.

Those Sword Sect disciples opened their mouths slightly, as if they didn’t expect Su Feng to dare to say such a thing.

This is no longer arrogance, but pouring salt on the wounds of the sect master!

Poof!

Su Diyue didn’t hold back and laughed.

How serious this occasion is now, but Su Feng can always speak amazingly.

“You!”

Qi You came back to his senses, and the anger in his eyes almost burned at once!

Wonder who he is!

Holy Lord, how could anyone ever be so despised?!

Just ask the entire Tongtian Prefecture, except for a few people, who saw him who was not trembling and extremely in awe?!

But now this white-clothed Dan Master didn’t put him in his eyes at all!

And still on this occasion, in full view!

“Qi Yu calm down, you are a holy lord, don’t be provoked by a junior and lose your manners.”

On the back of the Overlord Blood Bull, an old man dressed in a cyan dan robe was sitting there.

Hearing this, Qi You took a deep breath and regained his composure.

“This one who just spoke is the medicine king?”

Su Feng said with a smile.

Hearing Su Feng’s words, he looked over and said, “It’s the old man.” ”

“Do you have a disciple, it seems to be called Cangyun Crane.”

Su Feng said.

“What’s wrong with him?!”

The medicine king’s face changed slightly.

Cang Yunhe has been missing for a long time, and he sent many people out to look for it, but they were all lost in the sea without the slightest news.

Unexpectedly, the white-clothed Dan Master suddenly mentioned this name.

As his own disciple, the Medicine King naturally valued Cang Yunhe extremely much, and even faintly regarded him as his own son to cultivate!

“That, some time ago, if you were not careful, you killed him.”

Su Feng spread his hands and smiled.

Call~

A fresh breeze comes.

The scene fell silent again.

Except for the few people who knew Su Feng’s strength, the rest were stunned and looked at Su Feng in shock.

Lingqing Pavilion disciple: The Young Pavilion Lord is also too fierce, these two are both heaven-shaking Saint Lords! You’ve got it all excited!

Disciple of the Four Seasons Sword Sect: Although he is an enemy, he has to admire his courage, in his eyes, the Holy Lord does not seem to be a big deal.

“Mess with stuff!”

The medicine king came back to his senses, his face was livid, and there was indescribable anger in his eyes, and his beard was trembling with anger.

No wonder I couldn’t find Cangyunhe, it turned out that he was killed by this son a long time ago!

“I want you to die!”

The medicine king stood up.

Cang Yunhe was the disciple he cared about the most, and his death was tantamount to the pain of losing his son!

Qi You looked at the medicine king and twitched the corner of his eyes.

Just now, this guy also asked him to keep calm and maintain the Holy Lord’s demeanor.

It turned out to be his turn, and that’s it.

However, thinking that the Medicine King also died a disciple, or the most valued disciple, he felt inexplicably more comfortable in his heart.