Chapter 855 (1/2)

Changqing!

These words are echoed in Tan Xuan’s ear, and the pupil light is extremely gloomy.

He branded these two words in his heart, and suddenly he turned and under the foot if there was Changhong.

“The mountains don’t see the water, this hatred me Tan Xuan remembered, and I will return it in the future!”

Tan Xuanchang drank up, and the Tang Dynasty, the State sect, the Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator fled at this moment.

So decisive, it is the long smoke to see is a stay.

Qin Xuan looked at Tan Xuan figure faintly, indifferently said: “What about the future?”

“Junior Brother, don’t let him escape, let the tiger return to the mountains!” Long smoked shouted, a large cultivator of the Spirit Transformation Middle Grade escaped, for the Heavenly Cloud Sect in the secret territory, even including her and Qin Xuan, are endless troubles.

“How can I let him escape? Why should Senior Sister compare me to Changyun!” Qin Xuan turned his head, faint with with a laugh, no little bit anxious.

“That…” Long smoke looked at Qin Xuan, and Tan Xuan took the opportunity to talk, and the ready to escape more than ten miles.

“What if you let him break?” Qin Xuan faint said with a laugh.

The sound of the sound, Qin Xuan’s figure was distorted, gradually dissipated, and the long smoke looked shocked.

Afterimage ! ?

Immediately, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the direction in which Tan Xuan left.

I saw a figure, if it is blended with the void, under the foot, every time Qingze is flashing, it is a few miles away.

Tan Xuanyu Hong, complexion ugly, suddenly, he suddenly turned his head, the heart of the giant earthquake.

“what?”

He looked behind him and saw the shadow that was getting closer. The Spiritual Consciousness spread out and saw the speed of Qin Xuan.

Tan Xuan is a Spirit Transformation Middle Grade big cultivator. How can the speed of the rainbow be slow? But now, Changqing’s Heavenly Cloud Sect Disciple is faster and more comfortable.

This discovery immediately put Tan Xuanxin into the bottom of the valley.

He was loudly shouted in the air, under the foot, and the speed of the rainbow was doubled, sweeping through the long foothills.

“With your seven products, I want to compare with me?”

Suddenly, a faint voice rang from Tan Xuan’s body. Tan Xuan’s face was unbelievable, and he looked at it and it was still approaching. He’s under the foot, and it’s hard to open the distance.

“Do you really want to kill you?” Tan Xuan surprised and angry Extreme, roaring.

Behind him, there were thousands of white flying feathers, such as thousands of swords, which shrouded Qin Xuan.

After the performance of Fei Yu, the Tan Xuan complexion was not even more pale, but he did not slow down the little bit.

Among the thousands of flying feathers, Qin Xuan’s eyes are calm, and the pupils reflect the thousands of flying feathers.

In a sudden, Qin Xuan under the foot, his speed is not reduced, but there has never been a slight move. It is as if this thousand hundred feathers are in his eyes.

Hey!

When Qin Xuan swept through the thousands of flying feathers, even if there was no flying feather on Qin Xuan, it was more like that the thousand hundred flying feathers actively avoided Qin Xuan and opened the way for Qin Xuan.

The front of Tan Xuan Spiritual Consciousness observed this scene, it is even more shocking.

“you……”

The words have not yet fallen, and he will suddenly sound.

Just a few 10 breaths chase, Qin Xuan already behind Tan Xuan is less than 100 meters.

“With your Spirit Transformation Middle Grade, I want to escape in front of me?”

Qin Xuan’s Eternal Sword flew in the air, accompanied by Qin Xuan pinching Seal Arts, Eternal Sword burst out, a hundred meters away from the distance, and immediately bombarded behind Tan Xuan.

The second time, the body of Tan Xuan behind the body is almost smashed, Tan Xuan’s figure is like a meteor directly fell into the mountains.

Tan Xuan from the air, he clenched his teeth, and even increased the a trace by the speed of this anti-shock.

A bloody trace overflowed from the corner of Tan Xuan’s mouth. Suddenly, Tan Xuan under the foot suddenly stepped on, forcibly stopped in the air, and a figure appeared in front of him.

Qin Xuan holds Eternal Sword and is in front of Tan Xuan.

“what?”

Tan Xuan is a big man, no one is color.

He never thought that the speed of the opponent could be faster, and his pupil light stared at Qin Xuan under the foot.

“How many products is Spirit Arts?”