The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Even Hua Tianwu, who was fighting with Zhan Nianchuan, was attracted by his attention. Zhan Nianchuan took the opportunity to punch him and sent him flying more than ten feet, cracking his ribs.

Leng Bingqing held a pink talisman in her hand, which had been activated. A huge fan with flames was hovering quietly above her head, ready to fan Chen Yuanliang and Xu Qingxiao at any time.

The amazing spiritual power fluctuations made the two tremble, and Xu Qingxiao swallowed hard.

"The power of Master Gan Feng's three-flame fan is really amazing. Junior Sister Leng, please don't use it on us."

"If you don't move, I won't move."

Leng Bingqing's words seemed extremely cold, but revealed an unquestionable firmness.

Xu and Chen looked at each other, and had no choice but to retract the magic weapon and cast their eyes on Zhan Nianchuan and Hua Tianwu again.

As the top inner disciples of Yunlong Peak and Qingya Peak, they were in danger, so they naturally had some tricks up their sleeves. However, who would be willing to use them unless they were in a desperate situation or had absolute benefits?

The battle was still fierce at this time, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Hua Tianwu had already lost the upper hand.

Every time Zhan Nianchuan swung his fist, it was as heavy as a mountain, and the huge force of hundreds of thousands of pounds made people shudder.

He was covered in blood, and it was hard to tell whether it was his or Hua Yingwu's. The two of them fought bloody battles, and the punches and kicks that hit each other made a loud bang, which made the ears of the three people buzz.

Too brutal!

However, Chen Xu and the others were not worried about Hua Yingwu's defeat. They could see that Zhan Nianchuan was far inferior to Hua Yingwu in terms of the strength of his magic.

As long as Hua Yingwu didn't get carried away and insisted on fighting with Zhan Nianchuan, it would be a matter of time before he won.

"Bang!"

The fists flew in all directions, blood splashed, and Hua Yingwu was forced to retreat another step.

Hua Yingwu felt humiliated by this step of retreating in public. He was the first inner disciple of Xuantian Sect, but he was beaten by a young cultivator at the third level of Qi Condensation.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life, damn Zhan Nianchuan!

He roared angrily, knocked Zhan Nianchuan back with a punch, and stared at Zhan Nianchuan with bloodshot eyes:

"You are looking for death!"

A flash of light flashed on the bloody fist, and two shining boxing gloves suddenly appeared, which made his momentum suddenly surge several times.

"It's time to end, you lowly bastard!"

Looking at Hua Yingwu who was striding towards him with murderous intent, Zhan Nianchuan narrowed his eyes and sacrificed two magic swords, one red and one blue.

With the spiritual power in his body, the two swords suddenly turned into two giant pythons roaring and biting Hua Yingwu.

"Using two magic weapons at the same time, not bad, but it's not good enough!"

With a loud laugh, Hua Yingwu punched the two giant pythons on the head, blasting them apart.

The two long swords also made a whine and shot back.

Zhan Nianchuan's face was gloomy, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Xu and Chen looked at each other, saw the smile in each other's eyes, and were completely relieved.

There was no suspense in this battle.

Leng Bingqing looked at Zhan Nianchuan, who was covered in blood, his skin and flesh rolled up, and even his white bones were vaguely exposed. She couldn't bear it. Just as she was about to persuade him, she heard Zhan Nianchuan's voice transmission:

"Senior Sister Leng, you are ready to go all out and entangle Xu Qingxiao and Chen Yuanliang."

"Is he crazy?" Leng Bingqing was confused for a moment, but she was still ready to save Zhan Nianchuan.

Hua Yingwu looked at Zhan Nianchuan, whose chest kept rising and falling and whose face was full of dissatisfaction, and felt that his previous frustration had been swept away. He laughed and ridiculed him:

"What? Can't afford to lose?"

"I am the first inner disciple of Xuantian Sect. Can you beat me?"

"I will kill you now, and then get your body refining secret technique, and then play Leng Bingqing again..."

As if he was angered by Hua Yingwu's words, Zhan Nianchuan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and shouted hoarsely:

"Shut your dog mouth!"

The two flying swords that were shaken away shone brightly again, circling back and turning into two giant swords with the momentum of splitting mountains and slashing at Hua Yingwu fiercely!

At the same time, Zhan Nianchuan waved his hand and threw dozens of talismans, which turned into thunder and blasted towards Hua Yingwu, and he kicked his feet hard, and the ground suddenly cracked into a terrifying crack several feet long, and turned into a residual image and rushed towards the other party.

"Hey, do you feel bad about playing with her? I'll play with her in front of you later!"

Hua Yingwu laughed like a madman, and punched the giant swords that fell heavily from the sky, knocking the two long swords away.

At this time, the sky was full of lightning.

"You want to break my defense with a low-level thunder and fire talisman? Naive!"

Although he said so, Hua Yingwu still concentrated his mind to prepare for Zhan Nianchuan's terrifying collision. He knew how powerful the opponent's full-strength punch was.

The lightning bombarded Hua Yingwu, shining brightly, but it only made his skin and flesh tremble, but he was not hurt at all.

Looking at Zhan Nianchuan who was charging at him like a tyrannosaurus, Hua Yingwu laughed grimly and shouted:

"Die!"

"Boom!!!"

An inconspicuous lightning flashed with a loud bang, and the dazzling lightning instantly engulfed Hua Yingwu completely, and immediately afterwards, Zhan Nianchuan's heavy blow arrived.

Pieces of corpses flew everywhere, and blood poured down.

The Heavenly Thunder, which was equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator's attack, exploded directly on Hua Yingwu, almost blowing him to pieces, and Zhan Nianchuan's brutal attack completely blew up his head.

This is how the first inner sect disciple of Xuantian Sect died.

Zhan Nianchuan roared in blood, as if he came from hell.

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