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Chapter 417: Respectfully invite the seniors to come out with swords

King of Fallen Wind!

A pair of blue-green eyes as big as a copper bell poked out from the heavy fog and stared at Luo Chen and the others. First, they passed by Luo Chen without interest, and then stayed on Qingli, his eyes suddenly widened: "Quality-Secret Realm Cultivation! Say, did you kill me?"

When he was chasing Lin Fengyu before, Lin Fengyu repeatedly stated that the person who killed his only son was not himself, and the real murderer was hidden in the Sea of ​​Flying Wind, and it was very likely that he was near the spiritual vein.

King Flying Wind has believed this by 70% or 80% of it. After all, Lin Fengyu is also a powerful man in the Mystery Realm. There is no reason to deceive himself when he is at that moment.

So, he quietly came to the spiritual vein to wait, and indeed waited for the target!

(Damn it! Why is this guy still here?)

Qingli's heart jumped. If she had already produced all the aristocratic power and became a real small-achieving strongman in the mysterious realm, she would still have some confidence in the confrontation.

But now, she had no confidence at all to escape from the hands of the Flying Wind King.

"Senior King Flying Wind, I don't understand what you are talking about." Qingli calmed down and kept calm: "I have been practicing in this spiritual vein and know nothing about what you said."

The King of Flying Wind spit out his tongue, and buzzed and rumbling sounds ejaculated from his nose: "Don't you understand? Very good, then I will capture you first, abolish your cultivation, and imprison you for ten or eight years. I believe you will understand."

Boom!

The Flying Wind King swung his tail, and the powerful force rushed into the air, forming a long black whip that thrust straight towards Qingli.

"Come on the sword!"

Qingli knew that it was impossible to avoid it, so he stopped his mind and shouted with a clear voice. The Yashan Sword appeared in the palm of her palm, and she slashed it out with a fierce sword.

A dull collision sounded, and the sword light was shattered, and the aftermath of the long whip remained unabated, and it still thrust towards Qingli.

"Nine Nine Nine Yuanshen, break!" Qing Li had expected that the primordial spirit with ninety-nine sword shadows appeared behind him.

call out!

All the sword shadows trembled at the same time, and countless sword energy flew out, forming a magnificent sword energy that broke through the air. The sharp force was released, and she took several steps in a row, which offset the attack of King Moon Wind.

"King of Flying Wind, are you sure you want to fight me? I am the successor of Jiange, and there are thousands of powerful people in the sect. If I really fall into this, the entire clan of your Flying Wind will be uprooted!" Qingli warned.

Yuan Ling was a little amused and cried, and sent a message: "Old man, you are such a big deal, your treasure is so close to you. With a mouth open, the number of strong people in the sect is increasing."

The old man Fu Jian stroked his forehead awkwardly. He had been rigorous all his life, but he didn't expect that he would accept a closed disciple, but he had such a weird temperament.

"Are you warning me that you can't let you escape from the Sea of ​​Flying Wind to avoid future troubles?" King Flying Wind roared loudly, and endless wind gathered around him. His front limbs raised and he shot through the air.

"Damn it!"

Qingli's expression changed rapidly. This attack contained powerful power, which was definitely not something she could compete with at present. She gritted her teeth hard, flew her fingers, and thousands of seals formed in an instant, with a lotus shape between her fingers: "Emperor Feng Sword Seal!"

Ninety-nine sword shadows flew out, and each emperor shadow sitting cross-legged on them seemed much clearer. A halo appeared behind all the sword shadows.

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However, a Lingxuan realm warrior faced the Secret Realm of Small Success? I am afraid that anyone with a slightly normal mind would never think that Luo Chen has a chance of winning.

Under the murderous attack, Luo Chen raised his eyes slightly, his expression was still calm, but he held the Thousand Evil Sword with both hands, and spoke with respect: "Please give me a sword!"

【Author’s off-topic】: After the third update in the morning, there is something to do today, so I will update the ten o’clock in advance

Well, this is the first time the Sword Emperor fights the first move! Cheer, cheer, cheer!
Chapter completed!
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