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Chapter 521: The Wrath of the Qian Family

"Stop talking about you, even if your Qian family leader takes action, the same result will be the same."

Ling Yun held the Sky-Swallowing Flame Sword in his hand, looked at the seventh elder of the Qian family expressionlessly, and said coldly.

The other party didn't know that Ling Yun was not exhausted at this moment.

On the contrary, Ling Yun was constantly devouring the other party's spiritual power, constantly replenishing the spiritual power he had consumed using the Sky-Slaying Sword Sheath.

Using the Sky-Slaying Sword is indeed extremely expensive, but with the Sky-Swallowing Flame Sword in hand, Ling Yun can slowly restore the consumed spiritual power.

As time goes by, Lingyun will not only not be exhausted, but will instead be energetic and energetic.

"This kid, fighting with the Seventh Elder for more than a hundred rounds, can't even see him breathing!"

"It's really strange. Logically speaking, that kid should have been exhausted long ago. Why is he still so energetic now? It's incredible!"

"Yes, it's really hard to understand what's going on?"

"I used the immortal weapon to fight Dugu Banxian for a battle, but now I have fought with the seventh-grade master for more than a hundred rounds, but I have no sign of fatigue at all. It's really hard to figure it out!"

"I'm afraid there is an unknown secret hidden in this kid."

People from various major families were looking at the young man in white with a calm expression and not tired at all, and talking none of them.

"hateful!"

"Why do this sect think that this kid's power is like a vast ocean and is endless?"

The seventh elder of the Qian family looked very ugly at this moment. He fought with Ling Yun for more than a hundred rounds, but from beginning to end, he did not gain a single advantage.

Although it seemed that he had been suppressing Ling Yun, in fact, it was just a momentum suppression and did not cause any substantial damage to Ling Yun.

"I'm really a ghost. Why is this kid getting stronger and stronger the more he fights? It's like he hasn't consumed his physical strength."

The seventh elder of the Qian family looked at Ling Yun with a gloomy face and couldn't help but curse.

"Lao Qi, if you can't speak directly, let's deal with him."

"Yes, Lao Qi, are you okay? Don't waste our time."

Seeing that the seventh elder could not take Ling Yun for a long time, several other elders of the Qian family vaguely suppressed Ling Yun, which made them a little impatient.

"Shut up. This sect didn't use all its strength just now. Next, you all stared at this sect with wide eyes!"

"See how our sect killed this arrogant child!"

The Seventh Elder was also displeased when he was urging by the elders in his clan and shouted coldly.

Seeing Elder Seven said this, the other elders of the Qian family did not urge him anymore.

"Arrogant child, look at the knife!"

The seventh elder shouted coldly, waved the blue scimitar in his hand, and a shocking aura swept out.

The power of the seventh-grade master was released without reservation.

"The Grandmaster's Advanced Fighting Skill - Random Blade Wind Demon Dance!"

“Hohuh!”

A blue light flashed, and a strange gust of wind suddenly blew in the whole sky.

The strong wind rushed towards Lingyun with the terrifying power that teared the void.

In the strong wind, a blue light kept flashing.

When you look closely, you will see that the seven elders of the Qian family are hidden in the strong wind.

"die!"

The Seventh Elder shouted coldly in the strong wind, and the scimitar in his hand flashed with a cold light, and then the fierce power of the strong wind slashed towards Lingyun.
Chapter completed!
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