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Chapter 248: Lord Guardian

King Ping Tian looked at Lefan in disbelief. He understood that in his current situation, if he did not leave, he would probably not be able to leave. The first sword broke his arm, and the next sword would probably be his head.

The Lai Fan, who had just broken through the realm, has reached the peak of his life, both in his state of mind and cultivation. It is not just because he is hard-working, so he can only avoid the edge.

"There is a meeting in the mountains and rivers." King Ping gritted his teeth, caught his broken arm from the ground, turned around and escaped into the void.

Master Lefan did not chase him, but looked up at the sky. He had more important things to do than killing King Pingtian. Then he saw that the purple sea that had overwhelmed the city of Chang'an broke, and the Saint fell down. Lefan held the sword and went straight to the Qingyun, and he held the Saint steadily.

Pope Risen God was a little annoyed. The Sage Saint was a little harder than he thought, but giving himself and Cang enough time, it was not impossible to kill him. Unexpectedly, the Pingtian King of the previous dynasty was so unbearable that he did not stop the eight-level sword cultivator who had just broken through the realm.

If you miss this, there will be fewer opportunities to seriously injure the Sub-Saint.

Cang's fist fell, wrapped around the wind and thunder, as if one punch could smash half of the Chang'an City. Pope Rich God formed seals with both hands, and countless afterimages between his palms and fingers transformed, and two large handprints, one red and one white.

The palm print is called Tuli, because after Tuli, it is eternal withering, and the person in this palm print will be absorbed by this palm print and die.

Lefan was not afraid, but just waved his sword and painted the shadow of the bright moon's west building, holding Cang's fist, and the iron sword was straight and changed to a horizontal chop, breaking the handprint of the Tumei.

The sub-sacred energy was restored, and he left the mortal world, standing next to him, saying: "The master's sword is coming at the right time, wonderful, wonderful!"

"The Great Master of the Sage." Liao Fan knocked on the sword and replied that Liao Fan's praise was not excessive. Since the Chang'an Rebellion, the Sage alone faced an ancient god in the realm of the immortal immortal, and the unfathomable Pope of the Chaos God. It was the Sage who replaced Chang'an City and took over the weight of the Qitian.

"War?" asked the Asahisaint.

"Fight!" Lefan replied.

The two of them held swords and bowed to each other, turned into two rays of light, rushed into the sky, and made a final break with the Chaos God Sect.

The two rays of blue and white lights avoided all attacks. Since ancient times, the god Lingcang's neck was bypassed, and a little on his shoulder, and jumped onto his head. The Confucian Saint's sword and the iron sword were inserted into his heavenly spirit.

The aura of the Holy Dao erupted, and the sword intent crisscrossed the sky, emitting infinite light from the connection between Cang's head and body, just like a mountain collapsed, Cang, who had just merged with his body, disintegrated again.

"Roar!" Cang's head roared, and the half of his body instinctively stretched out his hands to pull off the separated head.

But the Asaint would not give him such a chance. The Asaint waved, and the Holy Dao Monument that had been dormant in the Shengyan Academy appeared. A golden light column burst out, connecting the sky and the earth.

The Holy Dao Monument became extremely large, and then he slapped down towards the head and hung on the head of the ancient god.

Looking at the Holy Dao Monument, Chen Qingshan felt a little more broad in his heart.

The mighty aura filled Chang'an. Cang's head slowly closed his eyes and shrank. He was then led into Shengyan Academy. The Holy Dao Monument fell and suppressed him.

The inscription lights up, and there is a faint sound of reading. As the inscription dimmed, the sound of reading disappears.

He beheaded his head and then suppressed it with the qi of scholars all over the world. Even if Cang is the immortal of immortality of immortality, he cannot escape the fate of being suppressed.

"Very good, very good." Pope Ran Shen clapped his hands, his face twisted strangely, obviously he was extremely angry.

From severely damaging the sub-sage to Cang's head being sealed by the Holy Dao Monument, the interval was only more than twenty breaths.

This made the Pope Random God feel a huge gap in his mood. So what if he is angry, the situation is over.

Lefan slashed with one sword.

Pope Random God took a sword, formed a handprint, put away half of Cang's body, and took advantage of the momentum to go down quickly.

A black stream of light fell from the sky, bringing up a flowing wind, and coming straight to the bright moon building.

The Qishan disaster snake in Alan's body was instantly warned.

"Qingshan, be careful." Alan pushed Chen Qingshan in front of him, and Chen Qingshan staggered for a moment, revealing the gap between half of his body. In the gap, the Pope of the God of Chaos stretched out a hand and held Alan.

"You are a very beautiful girl, do you think so, my misfortune goddess." The Pope's eyes narrowed into a slit, and there was suppressed anger and coldness in the slit, as if there were thousands of knives hidden in it.

Chen Qingshan drew his sword and rose up. Pope Ran stretched out his hand, held Chen Qingshan's vast world, and cut a hole in his hand.

Pope Random God exerted force on his palm, trying to crush the sword in his hand, but found that no matter what, he could not crush the world wide, and even the wound on his hand became deeper.

The Pope of the Unchao God opened his eyes, which were like a snake. In addition to being cold, there was also a little more surprise.

"Oh? Can a mere second-level sword cultivator hurt me?" said Pope Ran Shen.

"Let her go." Chen Qingshan held the sword and said coldly.

"I have to say that you are very brave. You should understand that you will die with a snap of your fingers." Pope Random God said, mobilizing his cultivation and trying to use the sword in his hand to transfer magic power into Chen Qingshan's body and directly blow Chen Qingshan's body.

Pope Ransom God looked at Chen Qingshan with a gentle tone. This boy who disrespects himself will turn into meat paste in his next breath.

After a breath, Chen Qingshan did not react at all. Pope Random God's expression changed slightly, and the cultivation level condensed in his hands was a little more, and the light on the sword tip of the wide heaven and earth was bright.

But Pope Random God discovered that after his magic power entered the sword blade in his hand, there was no movement and no sensation, and he could not cause any turmoil, like a mud cow entering the sea.

It was at this time.

Yasheng and Lefan both fell down and stood behind Chen Qingshan. Because Alan was in the hands of Pope Ran Shen, the two of them were a little afraid of being afraid of the rat.

The sword in Lefan picked up lightly, and he picked out the world held by Pope Random God. Pope Random God held Alan and distanced Chen Qingshan from him.

With the Assassin and this sword-using monk beside the boy, he can no longer kill him.

The Pope of the Unrest God looked at Chen Qingshan and the other two with cold eyes, first Chen Qingshan, then monk Lefan, and finally his eyes fell on the Asahi on the left side of Chen Qingshan.

I don’t know what he was planning, but Chen Qingshan knew that what he was thinking must not be a good thing. Chen Qingshan was anxious about Alan’s situation.

At this time, the Saint Secret spoke first, and his words were very important: "Let her go, as a deal, I will return the head of the ancient god Cang to you."

Asan looked at Alan opposite him, he recognized the girl.

On the day Alan entered Shengyan Academy, it was the Secret who took action to suppress the Holy Dao Monument and successfully imprinted it.

This girl is a respect for ancient gods. But she is also a Confucian scholar at Shengyan Academy. From the day she agrees to enter Shengyan Academy, she has the obligation to protect her.
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