Chapter 1943 (2/2)

There are dozens of figures flying from jianjizong, all of which are above the six levels of zunzhe territory. The first person is Qiu Yuanji, the leader of Jianji sect.

His robe was windless and automatic. The invisible momentum made the surrounding space tremble, as if he could not bear it at any time and broke it.

”Dawu sect and xueyin sect are quick to get rid of Yunyan gate, and the hall of extinction doesn't want to see Yunyan gate appear. You still have the courage to fight Jianji sect.

Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If I leave now, I can act as if nothing has happened. But if I don't go, I can only let yunyanmen disappear first. ”

Qiu Yuanji looked cold and several elders were killed. He didn't want to revenge. Now we have to fight against Yunyan sect. We can only buy other sects such as Dawu sect.

The enmity between yunyanmen and dawuzong and xueyinzong will be solved sooner or later. He wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Yunfan was silent for a moment and suddenly said, ”one minute, kill!”

Without any nonsense, the three disciples of the sect rushed up and killed each other.

After the first World War, the actual combat experience of the three sect disciples has improved a lot, and their cooperation is more skilled.

In contrast, the disciples of Jianji sect seem inferior. Hundreds of disciples died just after the fight.

Qiu Yuanji's eyes radiated a fierce light and shouted angrily, ”don't know whether to live or die, kill him!”

Two elders of the venerable state Qizhong rushed up, and the swords all over the sky shot at Yunfan like raindrops.

Although the news came that the venerable Jing Qizhong was not Yunfan's opponent, Qiu Yuanji still wanted to see it with his own eyes.

With him, even if he is defeated, he will not die. Knowing Yunfan's strength, he can kill him in one fell swoop.

This time, Huangfu palace and Wenren Lianbing welcomed Yunfan. They were both worshippers and killed each other.

Yunfan stretched out his hand and released 20000 people in the dragon field, one by one like a tiger down the mountain, frantically killing them.

Although there are many disciples of Jianji sect, there is a big gap compared with those in the field of dragon. If it is not for the advantage in number, it is estimated that it has been killed halfway up the mountain at the moment.

”The disciples of Yunyan sect are really good at fighting, but the cutting-edge combat power is the weakness of Yunyan sect. The cutting-edge combat power is the focus of the battle of zongmen. Kill!”

Qiu Yuanji rushes up with the elder. Mei Chaoyang flies to block Qiu Yuanji.

Watching more than a dozen elders of the venerable territory Qizhong and even the venerable territory Bazhong rush up, Yunfan releases Yun Liangyun's letter and blood one to blood ten.

”If you can break through, there is no limit this time!” Yun Fan said coldly.

”Boss, let's go out too!” the youngest and others shouted in the dragon field.

They don't want to miss such a good opportunity. They are basically four levels of respect. There are four levels of fighting in the territory of the hundred and ten worshippers, and the six levels of the territory of the sword extreme sect worshippers are irresistible.

”No, I'll kill you!”

Yunfan shakes his head. Jianji sect is just the first target of Yunyan sect. There are Jue Sha temple, xueyin sect and Dawu sect behind it.

When the little brother of the blood devil breaks through and improves, it is a powerful force. No matter which sect wants to calculate the Yunyan sect, it must pay a painful price.

Ling Yun's sword came out, and Xiao scabbard rushed to kill happily. With the integration of the scabbard of the earth and the treasure long sword, the power is becoming more and more powerful.

Now, even the five levels of the venerable realm can't resist the full blow of Xiao scabbard.

Boom!

When Yunfan's footsteps shook, he killed eight times towards the opposite zunzhe territory.

This time, we did not release our separate bodies, but joined hands with our separate forces to fight with the eight heavy forces of the venerable territory.

”Bastard, this guy is too strong. Let's have another one.” the venerable Jing Bazhong shouted, his blood rolling in his body and his steps retreating.