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"I'm going to ask you, the Zhao family, to kill the Yan family and take away my nephew and son-in-law, what about others!"

Wang Qingshan's tone was severe.

"Hmph, he made a mistake first, and dared to injure and kill many of our Zhao family's children. If you don't kill him, it's already giving your Wang family a lot of face. You can let him go, but you have to give us a compensation."

Zhao Ruihu said with a cold face.

Wang Qingshan didn't want to play tricks on him at all, he shrugged his shoulders, and there was a clear sword cry, nine flying swords with green light flew out of the sword box, and one blurred into tens of thousands of flying swords. The sword, like a shooting star, hit Zhao Ruihu and Zhao Ruilong on the opposite side.

"A complete set of Tongtian Lingbao!"

Zhao Ruilong's face froze, and his eyes were full of fear.

He flicked his sleeves, and five blue flags flew out. After the flags lit up with a dazzling blue light, the size of the blue flags skyrocketed, and countless seawater gushed out, turning into heavy water curtains to protect them.

Zhao Ruihu slapped Wang Qingshan with one hand at the void, and there was a burst of ripples in the void above Wang Qingshan's head. Countless red flames emerged, and suddenly turned into a large red hand hundreds of feet in size, emitting terrifying heat.

Before the big red hand fell, the astonishingly high temperature caused a large amount of sea water to evaporate, causing a large amount of white mist to rise.

More than a dozen thick water tornadoes rose from the sea surface, instantly smashing the big red hand to pieces.

Huge whirlpools appeared on the sea surface, and they were all turtles.

The dense cyan flying swords hit the heavy water curtains, and the heavy water curtains were smashed by the dense cyan flying swords like paper paste.

Zhao Ruihu sacrificed a shiny red shield, which flew around them non-stop, protecting them.

The dense cyan flying swords hit the red shield, and there was a muffled "ding ding".

With Zhao Ruilong's tactic, a large amount of sea water gushed out from the five blue flags, forming a huge lake with a diameter of ten thousand feet, which revolved around them. As soon as the cyan flying sword approached them for thousands of feet, it was sucked into the huge lake and disappeared. .

As soon as Wang Qingshan's sword art changed, the nine blue glazed swords suddenly burst into blue light, turning into nine hundred-foot-long blue dragons, they rushed from all directions, as if they were going to tear them to pieces.

At first glance, this is just a normal mana shape attack.

Zhao Ruilong didn't dare to underestimate them. The nine blue dragons sometimes scattered and sometimes gathered together, vaguely forming a set of sword formations.

Nine cyan dragons rushed over, blowing gusts of wind.

Zhao Ruilong sacrificed a steamy small cauldron, with a blue miniature dragon coiled around the cauldron, and entered a formula.

A deafening dragon chant resounded, and the miniature dragon on the surface of the blue tripod seemed to come to life, swimming non-stop on the tripod, the size of the blue tripod skyrocketed, emitting a hazy blue light, covering the nine cyan Jiaolong.

The nine cyan dragons shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye, and flew towards the giant blue cauldron.

As soon as Wang Qingshan's sword art changed, the nine blue dragons radiated their blue light, and they suddenly merged into one, turning into a blue sky-lifting giant sword, which easily cut through the blue rays of light, and struck the blue giant cauldron with one sword.

With a muffled sound of "Keng", the giant blue tripod flew out backwards, and the huge blue sword headed straight for Zhao Ruilong with a breath of destruction.

Zhao Ruilong was not afraid at all, and looked confident.

He sacrificed a palm-sized blood-colored round bowl, and a gust of dark wind blew by. There were several fierce ghost patterns engraved on the blood-colored round bowl. There was a shrill cry of ghosts, and the blood-colored round bowl lit up with a burst of dazzling blood, and suddenly spurted out a stream of blood. The stinky, **** flames greeted the giant sword that held up to the sky.

The Blood Soul Bowl, a low-grade Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasure, was specially lent by the Liu family to Zhao Ruilong for use against Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingfeng.

Flying swords and flying knives will lose their spirituality when they come into contact with the blood flames ejected from the blood soul bowl.

The Zhao family came prepared and fully prepared.

A clear and loud bird song sounded, and a blue luan bird about ten feet in size rushed towards it, exuding an astonishingly high temperature, and instantly sank into the giant sword that held up to the sky. The blade was wrapped in a blue flame.

When the **** flame touched the Qingtian giant sword, it was cut in half by the Qingtian giant sword like thin paper.

The giant sword of Qingtian slashed on the red shield, and a small corner of the red shield was cut off, and it appeared in front of Zhao Ruilong. Zhao Ruilong was shocked, and a dazzling blue glow burst out from his body, covering the giant sword of Qingtian.

At this moment, a cold snort sounded, the sword light of Qingtian giant sword rose sharply, and the blue glow shattered instantly.

The giant sword of Qingtian passed by, Zhao Ruilong's left arm was cut off, and blood gushed like a spring.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ruihu was furious, and was about to sacrifice his talisman to fight for his life, but was stopped by Zhao Ruilong: "Stop, Wang Daoyou has shown mercy, otherwise you and I are already dead."

The nine flying swords of the Lingbao level are not something they can resist at all.

Zhao Ruilong quickly took out a **** pill, swallowed it, and stopped the blood.

At this time, five cultivators who transformed into gods flew out from the island, their faces full of vigilance.

"I'll ask again, where is my nephew and son-in-law! He better not be dead, otherwise it won't be as simple as beheading your arm."

Wang Qingshan's tone was stern. After Qingli Sword was promoted to Tongtian Lingbao, its power increased greatly.

"Ruihu, release him immediately, go immediately."

Zhao Ruilong ordered that he had broken his arm, so he can explain to the Liu family, if he is really tough, the Zhao family will be unlucky.

"Zhao Daoyou, wait a moment, the Wang family kills your Zhao family and cuts off your arm, absolutely can't forget it like this."

A young woman in a blue dress with gorgeous features frowned and said.

Lan Kexin, the Lan family she belongs to has six Huashen, and they are also affiliated forces of the Liu family. Lan Kexin also has the cultivation base of the late stage of Huashen.

They gathered at the Zhao family under the order of the Liu family to deal with the monks of the Wang family. Even if they couldn't kill the monks of the Wang family, they could go to the Liu family to receive the reward even if they wounded or seriously injured the monks of the Wang family.

Qingtian Jujian suddenly turned around ~lightnovelpub.net~ and went straight to Lan Kexin.

Wang Qingshan didn't want to talk nonsense with them at all, he beat them up, beat one if he refused, beat two if he refused.

"Good time, fellow Taoists, don't be idle."

Lan Kexin sneered, opened his apricot mouth, and flew out four flying swords gleaming with white light, and suddenly merged into one, turning into a giant white sword more than a hundred feet long. The white ice flakes, the temperature plummeted.

She spewed out another stream of white flames, attached to the white giant sword, and the white giant sword turned into a white rainbow, and went up to meet it. Wherever it passed, a large amount of white ice chips appeared in the void.

With the muffled sound of clang clang, the white Changhong flew backwards in an instant, and fell into the disadvantaged position. It was no match for Qingtian Giant Sword at all.

Lan Kexin was dumbfounded. Her natal flying sword was refined from Wannian Xuanyu, and she also had a fifth-order ice flame, so she was no match.

With a loud noise, the white Changhong turned into four flying swords with dim white light, flying in all directions.

With the sound of piercing through the sky, the Qingtian giant sword appeared in front of Lan Kexin in an instant, and slashed down head-on.

Lan Kexin's appearance changed drastically, and she quickly took out a small umbrella that shone with blue light, and let down a piece of blue light to cover her whole body.

With a muffled sound, the Qingtian giant sword slashed on the blue glow, and the blue glow sank, and the blue flame spread, drowning the blue glow, and the aura of the blue glow suddenly dimmed.

With a muffled sound of "stabbing", the Qingtian giant sword shattered the blue glow, passing Lan Kexin's body, Lan Kexin's left arm was cut off, and blood flowed profusely.

"Who else objects? I, Wang Qingshan, would like to ask for advice."

Wang Qingshan's tone was cold, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

The monks were dumbfounded. If they rushed forward, they might be able to kill Wang Qingshan, but they had no deep hatred with Wang Qingshan, they were just following orders.

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