"Meet the patriarch."

Around, the members of the ancient tribe of Zhenliu knelt down to worship the sacred etiquette. They fell down on the ground with both hands, and showed respect and respect.

Even the semi-sages present immediately clenched their fists in both hands and bowed to salute.

The saints travel, all beings welcome.

It is not just the prestige of the saint who can suppress the monks on their knees, but more importantly, the knowledge, status and strength of the saint himself is worthy of everyone's learning, chasing and awe.

The sixty-four auras of divine aura on the heads of the ancient patriarchs of Zhenliu encircled between heaven and earth, like a true god, standing in front of everyone.

The pair of majestic eyes stared at Shi Ren and Wang Yan, humming.

Immediately, the patriarch of the Zhenyuan ancient clan, Shen said, "The immortal blood lurking into the Pluto sword grave is a trivial matter, enough to subvert the entire Pluto sword grave. The two of you do not find out the truth together, but fight each other, When the lurkers saw it, didn't they laugh to death? "

"The child is wrong. Ask the father to punish him."

"Shi Ren was wrong, and asked the patriarch to punish him."

Wang Yan and Shi Ren both kneeled on one knee at the same time.

The heads of the ancient tribe of the Zhen tribe stared at Wang Xi, and his eyes became more severe. He scolded: "Wang Xi, do you know who the offender is?"

You should know that the heads of the Zhenzhen ancient clan love Wang Xi very much. After all, among all his children, Wang Xi has the highest talent and is most likely to impact the sanctuary.

Therefore, in ordinary times, the ancient patriarchs of Zhenyuan generally called him "颉 儿" or "六 儿".

He just called his name just now, so we can see that the head of the Zhenzhen ancient clan is really a little angry.

Wang Yan's back was completely soaked with cold sweat, and said, "Baby ... I don't know ..."

The ancient patriarch of Zhenlian saw the cowardly appearance of Wang Yan, and shook his head slightly, and said, "This is the sword holder Feiyu Jiansheng who buried the sky sword. He did not immediately apologize to his predecessor to admit his mistakes, and pray for her forgiveness. Your rashness. "

After hearing the words of the ancient patriarch of Zhenyuan, Wang Yan immediately understood and looked towards the Feiyu Swordmaster, saying: "It was just the unintentional loss of the juniors, not intentionally offensive. I urge the senior Feiyusword Masters to forgive me."

Zhang Ruochen stood aside, watching coldly, but in his heart he secretly said, "Sure enough, he is still the patriarch's own son."

As long as it is a person with a little eyesight, you can definitely see that the ancient patriarch of Zhenli seems to be very severe, but he is sheltering Wang Xi everywhere.

In the practice world, he has offended a swordsman, even if it is a semi-sacred, it is difficult to escape.

However, the first sentence of the ancient patriarch of Zhenyuan was to point out that Wang Xi and Shi Ren were fighting each other and would be laughed at by the lurkers of the undead blood.

Immediately afterwards, he reminded Wang Xi that Feiyu Sword Master was a senior, and everything was your fault before he hit her.

In this way, Wang Zheng went to apologize to Feiyu Swordmaster again, how can Feiyu Swordmaster continue to hold the investigation?

Continue to investigate, it is irrational, it is bullying, it is narrow-minded, even if Fei Fei Jian Sheng has not spoken, Zhang Ruochen knows that the storm just now has been completely resolved.

Zhang Ruochen thought that he had guessed the next development, but he still underestimated Feiyu Sword Master.

Fei Yu Jian Sheng did not go to see Wang Ji kneeling on the ground, nor did he say he would forgive him, but stared at Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng.

The two eyes, like two stars in the darkness, emit bright holy light.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, unable to move his body, his mouth, nose, and pores could not breathe, and his entire meridians were blocked. Even the holy air in the sea of ​​Qi and the meridians seems to be completely solidified.

"Just a glance, how could it be so strong?"

Zhang Ruochen clenched his teeth, inspiring the Five Elements Chaos, and wanted to forcibly break through the suppression of Feiyu Swordmaster.

Having reached the semi-sacred realm, but being unable to control his body, is really something that makes Zhang Ruochen feel very uncomfortable.

You must break free of your restraint and regain control of your body.

Xiang Zhengfeng was also suppressed by Fei Fei Jian Sheng's eyes, and the whole body's sacred air could not operate, and he fell directly from the air, and threw a slam and fell to the ground.

The tall figure of Feiyu Jiansheng shook slightly.

From her body, two slender figures flew out, exactly like her figure, much like one divided into three.

"Well."

The two black shadows, like ghosts, exuded a cold chill, rushed towards Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng, rolling up two severe hurricanes.

It was the two holy air that flew from her body and formed a silhouette.

"Break me."

Zhang Ruochen held up with both hands, 100,000 pores up and down the body, gushing five-colored brilliance, shaking the surrounding space slightly, it was actually out of the eyes of Feiyu Jiansheng.

However, he was too late to step back and immediately saw a thin shadow rushing over.

As a result, Zhang Ruochen immediately mobilized the Holy Spirit, united his palms, and played a trick like a dragon like a palm.

The palm of the dragon like a palm, Zhang Ruochen has not played many times, naturally it is quite skillful, and the speed of the shot is also fast,

It's just that Zhang Ruochen's palm has just got ready and hasn't shot yet ...

The **** of the slim shadow even clasped his wrist first.

As soon as the opponent's finger was twisted, a "click" sound was heard immediately, and Zhang Ruochen's arm bone was directly broken.

"So fast……"

Zhang Ruochen resisted the pain in his arm and immediately mobilized Jianyi. He wanted to control the towering sword and launched another attack.

However, Zhang Ruochen's sword intentions have just radiated.

"Well."

The palm of the figure had been printed on Zhang Ruochen's chest, beating his body upwards and flying upwards.

Almost all of the ribs in the chest were cracked, and almost all broke.

With a short sigh, Zhang Ruochen's internal organs were severely wounded, and a mouthful of blood spit out. Had it not been for his mental strength, he would have passed out.

The slim shadow apparently did not let Zhang Ruochen's intentions go, and he continued to shoot, and the speed became faster. He changed thirty-six orientations and shot thirty-six palms, falling on the bones of Zhang Ruochen's body.

In midair, in addition to Zhang Ruochen who flew up, there are thirty-six graceful silhouettes, showing a variety of different palm poses, as if 36 masters, besieging Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

The next moment, those figures disappeared like lightning, and flew back into Fei Fei's body.

With a bang, Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground, spitting blood in his mouth, and all the bones in his body had been broken, so he couldn't lift a trace of strength.

Xiang Zhengfeng was not much better than Zhang Ruochen, but he fell to the ground softly, his mouth full of blood, and he passed out.

What just happened happened just at the moment of electro-optic flint.

Except for the characters of the semi-holy level, they barely saw some shadows, and other monks were not even sure what happened?

For example, Li Min was curious. Why did Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng suddenly get seriously injured and fell to the ground?

All of the semi-sages present took a cold breath and felt that the vest was a little cold.

The cultivation of the sword saint is too terrible, just the two holy spirits separated, hit the two sword-bearers lying on the ground.

Such a means is really unpredictable and mysterious.

Feiyu Jiansheng said faintly: "Just now, Bensheng has broken their bones and checked it. Neither of them is an undead blood race."

"In this way, one of them should be a cooperative relationship with the undead blood tribe." The eyes of the ancient patriarch of Zhenliu stared at Zhang Ruochen.

There is no doubt that Zhang Ruochen is most suspicious.

This is because Zhang Ruochen was a recidivist of the imperial court who ordered the arrest. If she wants to survive, she must find a backing.

Today's Kunlun realm, the forces that dare to oppose the court, are few in number, and the undead blood is one of them.

Zhang Ruochen's collusion with the undead blood tribe, intending to release the Pluto, is entirely reasonable and can be explained.

The voice of Feiyu Jiansheng looked rather cold, yet extremely pleasant, and said, "You can't rule out the suspicion of Xiang Zhengfeng. Before I can find out the truth, Zhang Ruochen will take care of me ... 咦 ......"

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen, who had suffered severe injuries and cracks in his bones, slowly climbed up from the ground with his own strength.

You must know that Xiang Zhengfeng, who has been bombarded by Feiyu Swordmaster, who is several levels higher than Zhang Ruochen, has passed out.

"It's a five-element chaos, and you can stand up."

The figure of Feiyu Jiansheng turned into a cool breeze, with an elegant fragrance, appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen, turned his fingers into a phantom, and seized the monstrous sword.

Subsequently, her sleeves rolled up, forming a vortex of holy air, rolled up Ruochen Chen and left the place.

Until Fei Fei Jian Sheng left, he never looked at Wang Yan.

Wang Ye was still kneeling on the ground, really wondering if he should stand up?

After all, the combat power that Feiyu Jiansheng just showed is really a bit scary. Moreover, she was too fierce to start, beating both sword-holders to the ground.

At this moment, Wang Yan was quite regretted, how could she provoke her?

The head of the Zhenzhen ancient tribe also frowned slightly, glanced at Wang Zheng, did not mean to let him stand up, but took the coma to Xiang Zhengfeng, turned around and left. (To be continued.)