Li Zejian, who had never spoken much, took off the human skin mask on his face and placed it on the table. He turned around emotionally and bowed to Ge Yu, Yue Qiang and others, "Everyone, it's over. I, Li Zejian, do things one by one, and I don't need my friends to help you. You have helped me enough, and I have been grateful to me. In my lifetime, it is a great blessing for me, Li Zejian, to be lucky enough to meet a few friends in the world. In the next life, we will still be friends, let's drink and talk together and enjoy revenge. Li Zejian has only one request. Please step back. Please don't interfere in this matter. Li will solve it alone. Thank you!"

As he said that, Li Zejian bowed to the ground in the direction of everyone, then turned around and pulled out the divine sword chasing soul on his body.

The divine sword chasing the soul made a crisp sound, and then a buzzing sound came out of Li Zejian's hand, slowly drifted towards his head, and floated in the air.

Under the activation of Li Zejian's magic trick, this magic sword chasing soul-catching light was radiant for a moment, and the runes flowed. The surrounding Qi field was once again pulled and gathered towards Li Zejian's side.

He is worthy of being the Sword God who became famous in the world more than ten years ago. As soon as this sword was revealed, Li Zejian's aura was rising steadily, and his cultivation level had been hidden instantly exploded. He was definitely a very powerful master.

And the old Taoists in the large and small punishment halls of Longhu Mountain couldn't help but lit up when they saw the female sword on Li Zejian's body chasing their souls.

This is what they have always wanted to look for. One of the few flying swords in China, a magic weapon that any practitioner will be moved by when he sees it.

Everyone also heard what Li Zejian said just now.

Li Zejian had already developed the idea of ​​burning all the jade and stones, and was living to death. Now he was going to fight against the people from the large and small prison halls of Longhu Mountain.

Not to mention Li Zejian, even if a Earth Immortal is here today, she is besieged by so many super experts, and she may not be sure to win. Li Zejian is completely going to die.

"Li Zejian, hand over the magic sword to chase the soul, and then hand over the small six-change technique you learned. Our Longhu Mountain can be forgiven and spare your life. With your current situation, against our Longhu Mountain is like blocking a car with a mantis arm and killing you!" Zhishan Zhenren said with a cold face.

"As it said, this sword and sword technique are inherited from our family. If the sword is there, the sword will die, and you can take the sword, unless I die!"

Li Zejian's eyes turned red in an instant, and he quickly pinched a magic trick. The divine sword on his head immediately shone brightly, turning into a dazzling light, cutting the air, and the stirring Qi field rolled endlessly, stabbing straight towards the direction of Zhishan Zhenren.

The speed was extremely fast and powerful. Ge Yu couldn't help but be amazed when he saw it. With the power of this sword, if he hit him, Ge Yu felt that he would definitely be powerless to resist.

And the Zhishan Zhenren who was standing in front suddenly burst into his eyes, and he quickly narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "Looking for death!"

As the sword was about to rush to the side of the Zhishan Zhenren, a terrifying aura emanated from the body of the Zhishan Zhenren. A faint golden light appeared around his body. The terrifying aura condensed as the essence, wrapping up the body of the Zhishan Zhenren. The magic sword chased the soul suddenly paused less than half a meter away from the Zhishan Zhenren, and he never got to make an inch again.

However, the breath of the soul-chasing sword became stronger and stronger, and it rolled up quickly. The "buzzing" sound stimulated everyone's eardrums. After a few seconds, the Supreme Truth Man made a subtle muffled groan, and when he made a wrong step, he took a step back.

It is worthy of being the soul-chasing of the Divine Sword. The sword god back then, even the elder of the Dazheng Hall, had to avoid his sharpness for the time being. This is why Longhu Mountain insisted on getting this sword.

Seeing this, the other old Taoists from the Longhu Mountain Punishment Hall, without saying a word, besieged Li Zejian directly.

Seeing those people from the large and small prison halls of Longhu Mountain rushing up, Li Zejian immediately changed the trajectory of the Divine Sword's soul chasing, and slashed towards the people closest to him.

The Huarong Zhenren from Xiaozheng Hall was closest to the sword. He immediately slashed at the Divine Sword's soul-chasing power. He was shocked by the power of the Divine Sword's soul-chasing power and retreated five or six steps to the side.

In an instant, two other masters from the Dazheng Hall approached Li Zejian again. Just as they were about to rush to his side, they stood up alone. A long sword in their hand suddenly slashed out. A cold light suddenly shone out, and frost suddenly condensed on the ground, and the air around them became dozens of degrees cold in an instant.

The two old Taoists who besieged Li Zejian were immediately forced to retreat.

"Ice Blade...how did you have this magic weapon?" One of the old Taoists said in horror.

"This Ice Blade was the personal divine weapon of the right guardian of the Path of the Path. After the old man was killed, the Ice Blade fell into my hands. Since you insist on pressing each other so aggressively, let you taste the power of this Ice Blade." Yue Qiang said in a deep voice.

The two old Taoists were suddenly shocked. This ice blade was the magic weapon of Peng Zhenyang, the right guardian of the Taoist Taoist. It communicated with the power of heaven and earth, the essence of water veins, and was extremely cold. It was definitely considered a strange weapon, and its power should not be underestimated.

"Since my friend Yue Qiang insists on paying attention to Li Zejian's idle business, then we can only offend Longhu Mountain and come to apologize again another day!" As he said that, the two old Taoists rushed directly to Yue Qiang. The long swords in their hands flew into two phantoms. Their figures were as fast as ghosts and directly killed Yue Qiang. Yue Qiang fought against the two masters of the Longhu Mountain Prison Hall alone, and he was not at a disadvantage for a while.

Every time the ice blade in his hand was slashed out, it carried the bitter frost. Sometimes, the ice lingzi would slash out from the sword body, turning into sharp blades, slashing towards the two old Taoists.

Since Yue Qiang had already taken action, the rest of the people were not idle, and Hei Xiaose was even more interested in watching the fun and was directly sacrificed his silver-white sword. His spiritual power was as big as a sect board, and he rushed directly to the seven old Taoists in the small execution hall.

The remaining Ge Yu and Yang Fan were not idle either, and rushed towards a master in the Longhu Mountain Prison Hall.

At this moment, even Yi Yan, who had a big belly, jumped up her eyebrows and pulled out a long sword from her body, and then she wanted to join the fight.

Yue Qiang, who was fighting with two masters in the Dazheng Hall, soon noticed Yi Yan's actions and shouted loudly: "Yan Yan... stand there and don't move, don't move the fetal aura, protect our children!"

(End of this chapter)
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