"The people who have entered the Jian family's Bei'an City will die!"

A cold female voice suddenly rang in the sky, clearly in everyone's ears, making everyone's eyes condense. Looking with the sound, I saw a light blue figure riding a white tiger outside the Bei'an city gate and slowly stepped forward.

On the girl's face, there was a beautiful face, like a beautiful jade carved by heaven and earth, and a pair of fair jade legs hung on the back of the white tiger, giving her a beautiful temperament.

No matter how the city moat formation is broken, the sound of rushing on the battlefield will boil, it will not affect the cold aura in the girl's eyes.

The Green Sword Wolf Rider who was rushing in front was stunned. The next moment, he saw clearly that there was a 15 or 16-year-old girl in front of him, and then burst into laughter.

"Haha, little girl, you still want to block us. Are you here to warm up the bed for us?"

"Yes, the little girl riding such a big tiger, I believe she should have been hit by so many of us brothers!"

Dozens of Green Sword Wolf Riders were on top, smiling evilly, wanting to act ill-behaved.

"Yes, little girl, you look so beautiful. Could it be that the Jian family specially arranged it..."

About hundreds of Green Sword Wolf Cavalry surrounded him and wanted to capture the girl.

"No, it's Sister Xue'er!" Wang Chuyuan was shocked when he saw this scene on the city tower.

"Why did Sister Xue'er run out? If something happened to her, wouldn't she be furious!" Yuan Feng was also stunned.

"No, we have to go and save Sister Xue'er!"

The next moment, Wang Chuyuan and Yuan Feng jumped down the city tower, and the formation was bright and the demonic energy was everywhere, falling towards the place where the girl was.

"Ice Soul Sword!"

Jian Xueer's face turned cold. When Xuanshuang Sword was used, the true spirit of Bingpo appeared behind her.

Zheng!

An ice-blue sword energy suddenly broke through the air, sweeping dozens of feet of space, and flashed into it.

Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and a sword energy suddenly divided into hundreds of frost sword energy, which flashed through the chest of the Qing Jianlang rider in front of them.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"...

Blood flowers bloomed on the chest of the Green Sword Wolf Rider, and the blood was extremely charming, making people shudder.

After a breath, hundreds of warriors fell to the ground. In Jian Xueer's hand, a drop of blood slowly fell to the ground on the Xuanshuang sword.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the sword in Jian Xueer's hand, stunned in shock.

The Green Sword Wolf Rider, all the ridicule, suddenly condensed the smile on his face, the contempt in his eyes instantly became dull and fearful, and everything behind him became cold.

"Ka! Da! Da!"...

Another breath passed, hundreds of green sword wolf riders were pierced through their hearts, their eyes wide open in horror, and their faces still had a look of surprise. A wisp of blood flowed out of their mouths, and a faint smell of blood spread and there was no vitality.

After all, Jian Qingmu is the peak spirit king. Although he was surprised, he reacted instantly. His voice was filled with soul power and shocked people and fell in an instant.

"Array, Qinglang Battle Formation!"

This sound instantly made the dazed Green Wolf Sword Riders react, and their murderous aura revived, their spiritual power burst into a shield, and they lined up to form a formation.

These Green Sword Wolf Cavalry reacted, and Jian Xueer's massacre slowed down instantly, and she could only kill dozens of Green Sword Wolf Cavalry with one breath.

Even so, it is enough to shock everyone. You know, this is a Green Sword Wolf Cavalry that can fight against a hundred people, and it is not an ordinary city guard army.

But after twenty breaths, the tens of thousands of Green Sword Wolf Cavalry had formed a formation, and its spiritual power surged, turning into a huge shield to block Jian Xueer's attack. The formation flowed, and almost ten thousand people had surrounded Jian Xueer in the formation.

Jian Qingmu's figure flashed in the center of the formation, and his eyes looked coldly at Jian Xueer in the center of the formation, and sneered: "It seems that you are the body of a holy soul. It is indeed extraordinary. The combination of soul-catching techniques in one sword will shock the consciousness of warriors with a radius of thousands of miles. I believe that the soul level is not low!"

"If the young master is not here, I will do what he wants to do for him and kill you all!" Jian Xueer's face was cold, and she held a sword in her hand and looked at Jian Qingmu in front of her coldly.

Facing the dense green sword wolf cavalry, Jian Xueer still remained calm. At this time, she was no longer the powerless girl in Bei'an City back then. She awakened the martial arts memories of her previous life. These thousands of troops were just right in her eyes.

Her belief has become somewhat similar to Dongfang Ling'er in her previous life. There is only one who will always accompany the young master and help the young master do everything he wants to do at all costs.

Just then, Wang Chuyuan, Yuan Feng and the people on the city tower came to their senses.

In the middle of the battlefield, Jian Qingmu looked at Jian Xueer sneer and greedily, and said, "Since that's the case, I will capture you first and see how you kill me. If you can't kill you, you are not from Jian Fengyun. You have to enter the Holy Soul Sword Sect and wield your due value!"

As he spoke, Jian Qingmu's spiritual realm field unfolded, and a true green wood spirit suddenly appeared behind him. The aura of the spiritual king realm surged out. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a long sword condensed and shot towards Jian Xueer.

"Jian Qingmu, stop, otherwise you will regret it!" Jian Yuntian's face suddenly condensed when he saw this scene. The Fengyun Sword Sutra suddenly moved, and a true spiritual sword appeared behind him. A figure flashed, and the spiritual king realm realm realm field suddenly unfolded, and he rushed towards Jian Qingmu in the air.

"Sword Qingmu stopped, otherwise I wouldn't be polite!" Han Dongyang stepped out of the void, and the breath of the Spirit Emperor Realm surged out. The law of blood, the power of the emperor rolled down, instantly crushing towards Jian Qingmu.

"Monkey King Han, your opponent is someone else!"

On the other side of the void, another spiritual emperor breath appeared, and a middle-aged man in colorful clothes suddenly appeared. The middle-aged man had fair skin like a woman. If it weren't for the slightly magnetic voice that exposed his gender, he would have thought that the middle-aged man was dressed as a man.

The lightning law of lightning flowed on the middle-aged man Caiyi, and with a wave of his hand, it directly blocked the suppression of the law of blood below.

"Are you with someone?" Han Dongyang's face darkened. He felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was not inferior to him.

"I am the ninth elder of the Holy Soul Sword Sect - Yin Renyuan. Today I am here to help Qingyun Sword Family eradicate the rebellion and solve the saint's affairs back then. The bloodline of the Holy Soul Sword Sect is not allowed to flow outside!" Yin Renyuan said in an authentic tone.

The sword from Jian Qingmu had already fallen, carrying the full force of the King of Wooling Realm, the sword energy was fierce and shot directly at Jian Xueer.

The frost spiritual power on Jian Xueer's body condensed and turned into a mysterious shield, blocking her body. The sword energy fell on the shield, and it instantly stopped and was frozen to a level visible to the naked eye, and then fell down weakly.

"Bang!" With a sound, the sword energy exploded into ice slag directly in the air, turning into nothingness.

Jian Qingmu's face suddenly became cold when he saw this scene, and the stronger sword energy in his hand condensed...

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