Boom!

The swords faced each other, thunder exploded non-stop, and waves of terrifying oppression erupted in the entire dense forest. As such oppression dissipated, the weakest cultivators on the scene were left.

Totally irresistible.

Although the three Lingtians are great talents, at this time, facing a battle with such a strong person, they were even more shocked: "A quasi-sage strong person, how terrifying is that?"

One move right.

Minutes in the blink of an eye.

The flash of swords and shadows persisted. As the two powerful men collided and separated, two afterimages appeared on the scene. Almost at the same time, they collided again, and the swords clashed, creating a burst of terrifying smoke.

With the two people at the center of the scene, a burst of heavenly power was drawn.

war!

Without blinking in a hurry, Ling Tian was not willing to miss any details when faced with a battle between quasi-sage and strong men. Watching the battle between strong men was a breakthrough for him, right?

Isn’t it a kind of practice?

Confrontation between the two saints.

Use force as an attack!

Use speed as a cover!

Purple flame sword!

Ice sword!

The two holy weapons were even more domineering. In the sword fight, just the remaining power that had escaped made it difficult for the three disciples on the scene to parry, and even tended to kneel down. They were in the center of the battle circle at this time.

Ziyan Quasi-Sage was even more shocked: "Damn it, I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful?"

"How on earth did he do it?"

"Could it be..."

Zi Yan narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with cold light: "If we really risk our lives, I'm afraid..."

Zi Yan didn't dare to think about it. He was afraid that at this time, if he started killing like this, wouldn't it be...

Both sides suffer?

Even if he can survive, Zi Yan also understands that the most indispensable thing for Tianshen Temple is chess pieces. If his power is exhausted, what will happen to him?

No doubt about it!

Abandoned!

What will strong martial arts masters, especially those at their level, face once they are abandoned?

die!

hiss!

Zi Yan couldn't help but trembled. This was something he never wanted to happen. Along the way, he had also made many enemies. What if he was really killed by his enemies?

everything!

will be trouble.

Ziyan Quasi-Sage, who sacrificed his life for the Temple of Heaven, does not have such awareness, nor is he willing to give up, nor is he such an idiot. After all, he has to give everything for the Temple of Heaven?

Wouldn't he be that stupid?

Just when his thoughts fell, Chu Hanyi in front shook the ice sword in his hand. Immediately, a cold murderous intention burst out from the ice sword. As the murderous intention solidified, it was in the eyes of everyone at the scene.

There was even a hint of extreme coldness.

Domineering cold light surges.

Senhan's murderous intention aroused.

A sword comes to split the sky, it can break mountains and rivers, break the sun and moon. As the domineering power emerges, a cold look appears in the depths of the eyes of the quasi-sage Zi Yan in front of him: "Chu Hanyi, why are you doing this for your so-called

A tribesman can do this?"

"Are you really worth it?"

A question.

The quasi-sage Zi Yan raised his long sword, and a pair of fierce and fast swords from Chu Hanyi stood in front of him.

Boom!

At the time of the collision, a roar of domineering wolf smoke erupted from the scene, and a layer of cold sword energy spread between the two. Zi Yan's expression changed greatly: "So strong."

During the fight, Zi Yan could feel the sword energy coming from Chu Hanyi's body, carrying an indomitable impulse and a hint of domineering.

A feeling of terror.

The purple flames shocked.

Chu Hanyi snorted softly, and his blue eyes were full of determination: "Zi Yan, this is the gap between you and me. I am willing to fight and sacrifice my life for my clan."

"Who are you fighting for?"

A rhetorical question.
Chapter completed!