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The sudden shouts of killing sounded suddenly in the sky like thunder, causing the Duan brothers and their disciples to tremble all over. The eyes unconsciously looked up to the sky. They saw dense crowds of people rushing towards everyone hysterically. The various magical instruments flashing in the sky, the colorful runes flying above their heads, were like a mountain in a trance, and instantly pressed on the hearts of Duan's disciples.

The war began, and everyone knew that they could not escape today no matter what.

Duan Feihu, who is as famous as his name, is good at fighting and is never afraid of fighting. Seeing the people coming from Xiaoyue Sect in a fierce manner, he already knew that it was unlikely that it would be possible to travel safely today. Since he couldn't escape, he would fight to the death. Xiaoyue Sect was so calm that he could still block them in Qizhou. It is obvious that Duan Feihuang's many arrangements before were not as flawless as imagined. If something happened in Qizhou, the news must be handed out.

Duan Feihu's mind flashed through this thought. Almost the next moment, Duan Feihe was pushed away by him, because the strong man from the stone clan not far away had raised his fists and saw that the dark and dark gray divine power flashed on this person was not at all a realm possessed by ordinary monks. This was a powerful man in Qiankun realm whose cultivation was not inferior to him at all.

"Protect Feihe and send a message to Feihuang, hurry..."

Duan Feihu roared, and a pair of copper maces quickly pulled out and handed them to both hands. The divine power and spiritual light on his body flooded like a tide, and rushed into the pair of copper maces in one breath, causing the mace to burst out with dazzling copper light.

"call!"

Duan Feihu made a move in advance, his hands crossed the copper mace and swung his right arm suddenly, as if a copper light curtain was splashed and fell to the heads of the strong people in the stone clan.

"Is the Duan family? Is the Holy Dragon Mountain right? Is it invincible? I'm a bitch. Today I'll let you know how much energy Xiaoyue Sect has in Lingzhou."

Shi Jingkuan, who was not as strong as a person, did not give in to the point of facing the large copper mace pressed under the air. He clenched his right fist and rushed to the sky. He looked up and rushed to the big mace.

"Kang!"

The sound of metal and stone clashing suddenly sounded, and a huge energy ripple suddenly exploded in the sky.

The physical strength of the Stone Clan people is even far better than that of the evil monsters with ordinary divine blood inheritance. The display of such power may not be obvious when their cultivation is weak, but when their cultivation level increases step by step and grows again and again, especially when they reach the last few stages of the cultivation level, each breakthrough will undergo earth-shaking changes.

The strength of Xiaoyue Sect is constantly improving, and Tianfang is not behind either. Today, Tianfang is already the leading trading place in the Chaoshen Realm. Xiaoyue Sect has the Golden Sky Tower brought by Feng Jueyu that can accelerate time ten times. Tianfang also has endless and inexhaustible cultivation resources. When you have nothing to do, from Ren Qilin, the enshrin of Tianfang to several enshrined people, Mu Tianhao, Xuanzhong, and Shi Jingkuan, they basically practice day and night every day. If they don’t go out, they will be amazing when they go out.

After the accident of Xiaoyue Sect, Xuanzhong, who had the closest relationship with Feng Jueyu, was so close to the fire that Shi Jingkuan was holding his heart to boil fire. However, Mrs. Hongxing had a first say, and the power of Tianfang could not be exposed unless it was absolutely necessary. Therefore, until today, no one knew their identity. Many masters from Tianfang also became one of the most secret forces of Xiaoyue Sect, and they were also the main force.

Shi Jingkuan came with anger, so naturally it was impossible for Duan Feihu to take any advantage. With his powerful physical strength, he used his physical body to fight against the Three Rings of Heaven's Treasures.

"Kang!"

The frontal confrontation unfolded, and the two sides had no choice but to win. Shi Jingkuan's arm muscle lines were as hard as iron, and he suddenly lifted upwards after a slight stagnation.

"Peng!"

With the help of the divine power from the acupoints around his body, the powerful arm force shook the copper mace open, and then he swung his left fist brutally and smashed Duan Feihu's face: "Lying down."

"What? This guy..."

Seeing Shi Jingkuan flying his big copper mace with his arm, Duan Feihu's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his cheeks. He suddenly saw that Shi Jingkuan's old fist had arrived in front of him. He didn't dare to think too much, so he quickly turned around and crossed his arms and blocked him.

"boom!"

Due to the great power, Duan Feihu was stunned for a moment. After blocking it, Duan Feihu suddenly felt that his arms were almost broken by Shi Jingkuan. The man was affected by Shi Jingkuan's extremely powerful cannon fist and shot out like a cannonball, and instantly flew dozens of feet away.

"This guy is too strong."

Feeling the heart-wrenching pain from his arms, Duan Feihu shook his head angrily, leaving all the shock and pain in his heart behind his head, and his divine power gushed under his feet, then he forced his body to stabilize.

Then he looked up and saw Shi Jingkuan standing in the distance, not chasing, but pinched his waist with one hand and hooked his finger at him: "Duan Laoer, with this little skill, I still want to plot against my brother Feng. If he comes, he can crush you with one hand."

"Oh shit."

Due to this great humiliation, Duan Feihu's eyes widened. At this moment, he didn't care what Shi Jingkuan had to do with Xiaoyue Sect, and he roared loudly and rushed back.

"Damn it, you are not afraid of the wind slapping your tongue. I will just see how capable you are and look at your mace."

"call!"

The copper mace is called "Wind Thunder Wukong Mace", which is the best three-story treasure of heaven. The mace is made of Wukong Jingji, with extremely heavy weight and extremely hardness. It is also attached to the Great Wind Thunder Magic and Magic Talismanship. This mace itself carries the powerful power of wind and thunder.

Duan Feihu swung his mace, and the wind and thunder moved together, and the strong wind and lightning crisscrossed, instantly enveloped Shi Jingkuan in the roar of lightning and thunder, and the strong wind against the current.

The mace was whistling, cracks appeared in the depths of the clear sky, and signs of space cracks were obvious.

However, Shi Jingkuan was not afraid at all. His pupils were shrinking deep and he was moving upwards, and his body was filled with the light of a rock.

"Breaking the Sky Divine Fist!"

"Big Wind and Thunder Mace!"

"Bang! Boom!"

The two magical powers collided with the air again, and the energy ripples that were several times larger than before suddenly surged and dissipated around.

After another move, neither Shi Jingkuan nor Duan Feihu retreated. His arms were resistant to Fenglei Wukong mace. The eyes of the two faced each other were red, just like two fierce eyes going down the mountain, completely *.

"drink!"

Shi Jingkuan fought back again, his fist speed was as fast as the wind. The Breaking Sky God Fist danced and made a sound of wind and thunder, and punched Duan Feihu's head one by one.

Duan Feihu was not a good person. He fought in close combat and pulled out his posture. He did not retreat or dodge. The Fenglei Wukong mace wielded vigorously. The two of them fought against each other, and their moves were fighting, and they were full of shocks. They were difficult to distinguish for a while.

Xuanzhong outside the crowd, his hands were empty, and he did not participate in the battle or retreat. He was just standing in the air and watching the situation on the field. As Yin Li's pupils turned, he slowly pulled out of Shi Jingkuan and Duan Feihu, and when he turned to Duan Feihe, a low voice slowly came from his mouth.

"Take Duan Feihe for me and I'm going to live."

"kill!"

In the crowd, a slender figure flew out like lightning, poking out his claw and trying to grab Duan Feihe.

Duan Feihe was already scared and at a loss. Although he was full of confidence when he talked to Duan Feihu just now, he looked like he was gritting his teeth with great grudges, but in fact, if he didn't have Shenglongshan as his backer, not to mention revenge, he would probably be scared to pee his pants when he heard the words Xiaoyue Sect or Feng Jueyu.

However, when he saw the visitor grabbing with one claw, Duan Feihe screamed and activated the weak divine power in his body. The eight-foot Tenglong Treasure Archive was very spiritual. He was activated by the divine power of his consciousness and moved away instantly as if teleported.

The slender figure fell into a nausea, and was slightly stunned, cursing: "Huh? This kid's magic weapon is so good, I want it."

"ah……"

At the same time, screams burst into the air one after another. Seeing the disciples of the Holy Dragon Mountain who were following him die under the opponent's sword, their spirits and bodies were destroyed. Duan Feihe was so scared that his whole body was trembling.

"You...who are you? Are you from Xiaoyue Sect?"

"laugh!"

The slender figure in the sky grinned and showed a sinister smile, and said gloomy: "That's because you are ignorant. My sect leader doesn't even take the beautiful land seriously. Do you think it's just the strong men of Xiaoyue Mountain? The surname Duan, who said you were blind and dog eyes, would you be polite. If my sect leader hadn't found Duan Feihuang's inner ghosts placed in Xiaoyue Mountain, he would have been to Kunzhou to destroy your Luoshizi Brahma Hall."

"You...who are you..." Duan Feihe was in a state of disintegration and had no intention of resisting.

"Bah, listen, I Xiaoyue, Baby Han, kneel down for me..."

"call!"

The force of the sky-splashing palm was swept out with the right palm lifting. The mad wind instantly blew Duan Feihe on the eight-foot Tenglong treasure arc and suddenly fell from the treasure arc. This kid basically did nothing except eating, drinking and enjoying it. Even if his later-stage Miaodu cultivation was dependent on the great pill to nourish it, he could not withstand the palm of Han Baobao who had fought in the Pure Land of Bliss.

puff!

With the palm force from the air, Duan Feihe vomited blood on the spot and his chest was very stuffy. However, Duan Feihe has played a key role in warming up the eight-foot Tenglong treasure arc for many years.

Almost not controlled by Duan Feihe's thoughts, the eight-foot dragon treasure arc flew back with a whoosh, held his body and fled to the distance.

"Oh? I underestimated this baby?" Han Baobao stared at Qing, slightly surprised.

But at this moment, Duan Feihe suddenly got into the eight-foot dragon-teng treasure mirror, and his panicked scream sounded in the air: "Second brother, I'm sorry, I'll leave first."

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