Super God Plunder

Chapter 985

When Su Qi and Ling Ba had just descended below Fengxue Mountain.

They also met a person, and that was a woman.

It is Hanasanari, the deputy Sect Leader of the Tsukuba Sect.

Seeing the two, an accident flashed across Hua Qianli’s eyes, and then she immediately smiled and said, “It’s a coincidence, but I don’t want to see them here.”

Lingba and Hua Qianli are familiar with each other, and immediately said: “Fellow Daoist, have you seen the father of His Royal Highness Yan Wang?”

Hearing the name of King Yan, Hua Qianli was taken aback for a moment, and then she remembered that Su Qi is now the new King of Yan in the Northern Territory.

only……

Hua Qianli glanced at Ling Ba’s face quietly, but she didn’t know why Ling Ba suddenly treated Su Qi so respectfully?

“Is Brother Ling talking about Master Mu of Liangzhou? Didn’t see the concubine? However, the concubine saw the newly-advanced King Yuan Wuyi of the Great Blue Sword Sect before rushing over there!” Hua Qianli smiled and said something.

Is there no one?

Su Qi’s eyes were surprised. He looked at the direction Hua Qianli was pointing, and immediately knew that Yuan Wuyi was heading in the direction where Dragon Snake Mountain was originally located.

“Thank you Hua Gu… mother!” Su Qi said, but suddenly felt that this “Flower Girl” called something wrong.

However, Su Qi did not delay at this moment, and went to the direction of Dragon Snake Mountain first.

Hua Qianli didn’t know why Su Qi stopped for a while, so she subconsciously moved her eyes with Su Qi, but when she saw Su Qi’s back, Hua Qianli suddenly felt that there was a strange sense of familiarity in this back.

“How does this posture look like that of Li Jiu?” Hua Qianli showed a touch of surprise in her eyes.

But then, Hua Qianli’s eyes flashed a hint of shame. At that time, when she had just got the immortal order to the Qingtong Immortal Mansion, she was on the bed. Although she was not broken, but That Jinxian Liuli was unconscious at the time, and the feeling of being hit was all she was experiencing…

Thinking about this, Hua Qianli glanced at Su Qi’s back again. This time, she was almost certain that it was exactly the same as the walking posture when she saw the figure getting out of bed in a vague way!

Could it be that he is that Li Jiu?

So, when did he become Li Jiu?

Thinking of this, Hua Qianli couldn’t help but bit her red lips lightly.

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For Yu Huan, even if he relied on the relics to recover some strength for a short period of time, it was difficult to deal with the existence of any Metamorphic Realm, but right now, this person who was not in the Metamorphic Realm was obviously much easier to deal with.

After taking a relic, Yu Huan suddenly violently attacked the figure who came over.

Yuan Wuyi was still looking for the place where he could bury the immortal energy urn, and suddenly felt a horror descending on his body, and then a figure rushed towards him with killing intent.

In an instant, Yuan Wuyi hurriedly put aside his thoughts of searching for the real urn of immortality, stretched out his hand to be a little bit empty, and his fingertips lit up a little Sword Ray.

The sound of “Zheng” was the neighing of Jintiejiaoge.

Yuan Wuyi’s figure was shaken back quickly, and during this retreat, he opened his mouth quickly, and slowly spit out an inch-long delicate sword from his mouth.

Yu Huan didn’t expect that this strike didn’t take down the juniors of this borough’s longevity. He couldn’t help but praised: “It’s really worthy of the disciples taught by Zhao Zhen, there are two sons!”

And at this time, Yuan Wuyi also stopped retreating. When he held the exquisite little sword that was a few inches long in his hand, the exquisite little sword suddenly enlarged and turned into a three-foot green front.

“Who are you?” Seeing Yu Huan’s appearance, Yuan Wuyi frowned and asked out loud.

But in his heart, Yuan Wuyi was also surprised. This person hadn’t seen him when he entered the Qingtong Immortal Ruins. Could this person be a native of the Qingtong Immortal Ruins?

Thinking of this, Yuan Wuyi’s handsome face couldn’t help but a flash of tension.

Yu Huan didn’t answer Yuan Wuyi’s intention, but in his heart was silently calculating that the power margin replenished by the relic was enough for him to make several shots.

Seeing that Yu Huan didn’t reply, Yuan Wuyi didn’t wait stupidly. As soon as he raised his hand, the sharp sword was already stabbed.

At the same time, Yuan Wuyi’s other empty hand also secretly pinched a sword tactic.

Yu Huan didn’t move when he saw Yuan Wuyi slaying with a sword, with a faint smile on his face, and his robe had no wind, and he looked like a master.

When the sword stabbed two inches before Yu Huan’s forehead, Yu Huanzai slowly said, “Lie!”

With a bang, the air in front of Yu Huan seemed to be hearing some kind of command, and in an instant it was condensed into invisible Taoist fortunes, with complicated and mysterious Taoist characters still written on them, like a scroll scattered. Of Taoism. All the bamboo sticks lined up in a row in an instant.

Yuan Wuyi pierced the row with a sharp sword, only causing ripples.

Yu Huan smiled and looked at Yuan Wuyi, and opened his mouth again, as if to spit out the next word.

However, at this moment, Yuan Wuyi’s hand that had been empty suddenly raised, and when the pinched sword tactic fell on the three-foot green front, the sword light appeared!

One point, two points, three points… Countless points of sword light lit up above the green front, and then this little bit of sword light instantly turned into thousands of three-foot green fronts.

Jian Feng Cangran seemed to have driven away the indelible ashes of Qingtong Immortal Ruins.

“Go!” Before Yu Huan uttered the word, Yuan Wuyi spit out the word first.

All swordsman’s blades all fell in an instant.

The air in front of Yu Huan condensed into a row of bamboo sticks, all of them shattered in an instant!

At this point, Yu Huan couldn’t help showing a few surprises in his eyes, and he couldn’t help but praised: “It’s really worthy to be the one who entered the northern wasteland alone and cut down the head of the Monti Barbarian King. It is really good! This tactic of ten thousand swords, even has Two points of Zhao Zhen’s shadow!”

Hearing the Daoist’s admiration, Yuan Wuyi was overjoyed and shocked. In a hurry, he pinched another sword tactic with his hands, and shouted again: “Sword God, Lin!”

The uninhibited figure in a long gown came from the clouds and landed on Yuan Wuyi’s head. Yuan Wuyi’s white robe was hunting and hunting, and he was already ready for a desperate blow.

At this moment, Yu Huan yelled in the same way: “Lin!”

The air bamboo sticks that had been fragmented and scattered all over the place in an instant were all recondensed, but this time, they were not all alone, but they were all condensed and integrated to form a book of Taoism.

The Taoist script is horizontal, and the sword cannot advance.

Yuan Wuyi’s eyes widened suddenly, but he overlapped with the unruly figure from the cloud, Sanchi Qingfeng was already in his hand, and the sword fell again!