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Eight hundred and eighty-two chapters kill Shenglian

"Innocent? Cruel?"

Listening to their voices, Jian Fengyun's mouth raised a cold smile.

"Then your Holy Academy destroys my Fengyun Sect, breaks my brother's arms, causes our disciples to die, and leads the Silver Moon Holy Land, so that their territory has no domain lords, and makes their tribe have no patriarchs to this day, so that their tribes will live a shaky life..."

"Have they ever offended your Holy Academy?"

"They deserve it, they are not innocent?"

The sword wind and clouds were heartbroken, and the sound of words sounded in the void around them, which immediately made the air silent.

"You are... Jian Fengyun!"

Sheng Lian looked at Jian Fengyun standing in the air ahead and said with a trembling voice.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

There was another sound of sword sound, and hundreds of sword energy condensed in the void and appeared beside Jian Fengyun.

With a wave of his hand, the sword energy broke through the air, and he actually thought of rushing through the void around the nine-story pavilion.

The sword energy penetrated into the void, but brought out a blood flower, and a corpse fell from the void to the ground.

Hundreds of sword energy broke through the air, and more than a hundred corpses appeared on the ground.

"Also plan to let those people hide?"

Jian Fengyun looked at Shenglian calmly.

The Holy One's teeth were about to be broken. All the people killed by Jian Fengyun were from the Holy Academy.

They usually hide in the void around the Holy Academy Chamber of Commerce and take turns to guard. Only when it reaches a critical moment will they rush out like a deadly blade and kill the enemy.

For example now.

These people are all warriors secretly trained by the Chamber of Commerce. The lowest cultivation level is the Lingjun realm and the highest Emperor realm. Although their cultivation level is uneven, they are the lowest Spiritjun realm. Their hidden art is that even the strong people in the Emperor realm cannot realize it.

But Sheng Lian never expected that Jian Fengyun had already appeared those people and killed hundreds of people with a wave of his hand.

Since it can't be hidden, it's useless to hide it any more.

"The guards of the Holy Academy, all appear!" Sheng Lian shouted.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"...

Suddenly, figures rushed out from the void around the nine-story attic and finally landed around the attic of the Holy Academy Chamber of Commerce.

There were about a thousand figures, and more than 200 people landed in the conference hall on the fourth floor, surrounding Jian Fengyun. The remaining more than 800 people landed around the Holy Academy Chamber of Commerce, surrounding the Holy Academy Chamber of Commerce, as if they wanted to prevent Jian Fengyun from escaping.

Their appearance made everyone around him stunned for a moment.

"It turns out that there are so many strong men hidden around the Holy Academy Chamber of Commerce!"

These people shuddered. They usually traded in the Holy Academy Chamber of Commerce, but they did not find these powerful people at all. If they killed people and seized treasures, it would be creepy to think about it.

"How did you show it?"

An old man appeared from the void, scattered with the early breath of the Emperor Realm. He walked step by step into the conference hall and stood in a slant with Jian Fengyun.

"You are not qualified to know." Jian Fengyun said calmly.

The old man frowned: "Jian Fengyun, although you have a good reputation, this level of state is not enough to be stubborn here!"

"not enough?"

Jian Fengyun pointed at the old man, shook his head, and said, "You don't have the final say or not, I have the final say!"

Hearing this, the old man's expression immediately sank.

He knew that Jian Fengyun had some tricks and was very famous among the ten thousand realms, but after all, it was not with his own eyes. Therefore, it was really difficult for him to pay attention to the cultivation level of the young man in white in front of him who was only at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Sheng Lian snorted coldly: "Commander Lin, use the phantom of the Holy Spirit to kill this person!"

The old man nodded slightly, then waved his palm. More than 200 figures around him, plus the more than 800 figures under the attic condensed spiritual power at the same time.

In the Jian Fengyun Conference Hall, with a sweeping soul power, I instantly saw figures coming forward from all over the world activate spiritual power at the same time, and a powerful aura rushed in instantly.

"The secret technique of the Holy Spirit!" the old man suddenly shouted.

"boom!"

When the words were finished, the thousands of people took action together, their spiritual power exploded, and the magical powers in their hands were like the old man. A huge golden phantom instantly condensed in the void, with a breath comparable to that of the strong man in the Great Emperor realm.

Looking at the golden phantom emerging in front of him, the huge shadow enveloped Jian Fengyun.

"This is another trick."

A faint smile appeared on Jian Fengyun's mouth.

The Emperor's team in the Holy Academy was ambushed in Luoyu Mountains before, so they took the time to use this secret technique. When they were killed by Jian Fengyun, they had no power to resist.

The people in front of them used the same trick again. When this secret technique passed, the group of people would be slaughtered by themselves.

Jian Fengyun was in it and felt that the pressure in the surrounding space doubled, just like Mount Tai was pressing down on the top. At this moment, his body was difficult to move at all, and the spiritual power in his body was actually suppressed by the phantom of the Holy Spirit and it was difficult to operate quickly.

"It's time for you to kill so many people in my Holy Academy!" the old man shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shenglian said, "I will keep this person in full. I want his body to hang at the gate of Feixian City to shock future generations!"

"Just you guys?"

But at this moment, under the phantom of the Holy Spirit, Jian Fengyun spoke.

Immediately afterwards, the magic trick in Jian Fengyun's hand was squeezing, and the space divine court in the spiritual palace was instantly shocked.

Jian Fengyun's figure disappeared directly into the range covered by the phantom of the Holy Spirit.

The space flashed, and a sword energy that was hundreds of feet long swept out in the huge conference hall. It was almost the best. It swept across a hundred feet away and appeared behind the Holy Lian when it rushed out.

The sword energy swept over, and the entire convention hall was cut open by the sword energy. Jian Fengyun held the Qing Emperor Sword and appeared in front of the Shenglian.

"impossible!"

Sheng Lian's face changed, and his pupils contracted, unable to believe it.

He clearly felt that in the moment, Jian Fengyun's cultivation was completely suppressed, and there was no danger in his body, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

How could he still expose such powerful strength at this moment?

"There are too many impossible things in this world. Your knowledge is just a frog in the well."

The sound of Jian Fengyun came, and the sword fell towards the head of Shenglian.

Sheng Lian's heart beat hard and immediately retreated. When he retreated, his mid-stage strength of the Emperor Realm exploded, and the power of the metal law in his palm exploded, trying to block the sword edge.

But at this moment, a crack in the void was suddenly torn apart, and a wisp of sword energy was about to gush out from it.

The Holy Lian couldn't react at all. The sword energy instantly blew across Sheng Lian's neck, and then the crack in the space healed.
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