When the Xuanzun saw clearly Duanmu Chen's eyes changed, his face changed drastically.

He instinctively raised the mysterious shield, and at the same time he put the long sword across his body, pouring all the mysterious power into the long sword, and shouted: "You guys hurry up and kill him!"

Duanmuchen looked at him and smiled, with a playful look in his eyes.

Kill him?

Don’t say that they are in the same rank, even if they are one level higher than him, he will not be afraid.

Sometimes, a lot of people does not mean that it is useful.

Duanmu Chen ignored the person behind him and shouted loudly. The God-killing Blade pierced out without any fancy and pressed against the horizontal long sword.

"Go to die!" He shouted lightly, twisted his wrist, and the long sword did not even bend it, and it was shattered by his energy. The God-killing Sword pierced the opponent's defense and penetrated into his chest.

The extremely sharp sword energy exploded instantly, and the other old man from the Xuanzun stairs blew up blood and fell from the air.

At this time, dozens of long swords were less than three inches away from Duanmuchen. With the blessing of the God-killing Sword, his attack power was enough to challenge the level.

But his level is always the first level of Xuanzun.

There are three other masters from the Xuanzun rank behind him, and two of them are higher than him, reaching the second level of Xuanzun.

The barrier behind Duanmu Chen was shattered in the blink of an eye. Dozens of sharp swords pointed at all the fatal holes in his body. If he could not dodge, he would definitely die.

If he resisted, he would definitely be shocked and even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

"God bless you, uncle must hold the sky and persevere in killing all directions..." Feng Qingyi clasped his fists with both hands and muttered in a daze.

A large number of people next to Lei fell.

"Die? Are you going to die this time? The siege of so many masters!" Yin Yueyou murmured again.

"Dad is invincible!" Yue Xiaoxuan clenched his fists again.

Everyone's eyes fell on the man dancing wildly in the air. There was only one person who was quietly surrounding the ring and stood up from behind Yue Qingqing.

He held a sharp dagger in his hand and smiled coldly: "Duanmuchen is going to die, I will send you down to be the opposite ghost mandarin duck with him!"

"Qinger!" Duanmu Chen shouted suddenly, and saw a roll of his left robe. The broken sword of Xuanzun was swept by him, and then suddenly swung it towards the group of people behind him.

There were constant screams of screams.

Duanmu Chen did not look back at them, nor did he have the intention to investigate how many people were not injured by his attack. He flew gently towards Yue as quickly as possible.

But no matter how fast he is, how can he pass Luo Lingtian's dagger quickly?

"Bang"

Just when everyone thought Yue Qingqing was bound to die, a crisp sound sent Luo Lingtian flying into the air.

"Don't even think about hurting Xiaoxuan's mother!" Yue Xiaoxuan stood behind Yue Qingqing's back, clenched her little pink fist, pouted her mouth, and her cheeks were as bulging as crystal buns.

Before everyone could react, Yue Xiaoxuan grabbed the snow-white ball on his head and threw it out: "Xiao Juju, bite him!"

The little chrysanthemum turned into a snow-white little wolf in the air with a "whirlwind" sound, and then threw herself on Luo Lingtian and bit her desperately.

Yue Xiaoxuan hummed a few times, and then hugged the dark ball on her head in her arms. Without the little chrysanthemum as a quilt, the Qilin baby would be frozen.
Chapter completed!