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Chapter 582 : The Finale: The Battle Begins (4)

Aojunxie wordlessly and loudly pressed towards the ninety temple warriors.

Beside them, the Miao people and the few other ordinary temple warriors were falling one after another under the siege of Fengyun's army...

"You all must pay the price like Suo Wenming did for my master's serious injury and for the sacrifice of teacher Mu Liufeng!"

Whoosh!

A white sword light flashed, and a high-level temple warrior was broken into two pieces, and the flesh and blood of the wound made by the sword had been scorched by the sword fire... [

"The Temple of Light has completely come to an end! I will execute you one by one! Let you warriors of the Temple of Light who think you are superior to others be completely invaded by fear!"

Ao Junxie gritted his teeth and roared, and once again clenched the ancient red dragon sword in his hand...

At the same time, a series of strings sounded crisply, and dozens of Miao poison masters in colorful uniforms fell to the ground.

Under Qing Kuang's feet, there were already mountains of corpses.

Fenhun, whose face was covered with bright tattoos, clutched his chest in pain and collapsed to the ground.

"Could it be that... you are the Qinyin Guwuqi woman from Fengyun Continent... Feng Qingkuang

"That's right! It's a pity that you knew it was too late!"

Qing Kuang replied coldly, with a hook of his five fingers and a swish sound, the three green Heavenly Evil Demonic Strings were tightened between his fingers. With just a slight movement, the Burning Soul in front of him would be instantly shattered into pieces.

"Are you the descendant of the Great Alchemist? No wonder...we have tried all our poison techniques, but we still can't deal with you! Miao Jiang...how did he get into trouble with someone like you!"

Fen Hun grimaced and muttered to himself with a sigh.

Qingkuang slowly put down the strings in his hand and shouted to Fenhun:

"Be good and surrender, I will spare your life!"

"Spare me? Humph! Feng Qingkuang, stop doing this! My brother Fen Xin died tragically under your sword after being captured!"

Fenhun roared loudly.

Qing Kuang was about to explain when a scream came from not far behind him. When he looked around, at Ao Junxie's feet, the bones of the white-robed warriors of the Bright Temple were already piled up like a mountain.

The last warrior of the Spirit Emperor level was terminated by the Red Dragon Sword after suffering extreme fear!

"Burning Soul! You have also seen it! All the warriors in the Temple of Light have been eliminated. You have no chance to reverse the situation!"

After Qing Kuang's words fell, in the distance, Ao Junxie's bright red figure, already holding a red dragon sword, was coming.

Fenhun suddenly remembered something in his mind, and struck the ground with a palm, using the force to fly up. Before Qingkuang could react, the black bone dagger in his hand had already been shot out, towards the unsuspecting Aojun.

The evil flies away.[

"Poisonous Bone Fang!"

This thought flashed through Qing Kuang's mind quickly. With her knowledge, she naturally knew what kind of power the Miao Protector, who was full of poison, had in his hand.

It is a thing with overbearing lethality that seals the throat at the sight of blood and cannot be cured by any medicine. No matter how strong the victim is, as long as it is flesh and blood, as long as it pricks a little, it will kill immediately.

Without thinking too much, at the moment when the sharp black dagger flew towards Aojunxie, Qingkuang had already taken off. At the same time, six string sounds roared away, chasing the poisonous dagger.

clang!

There was a crisp sound, about two inches in front of Ao Junxie's chest, and the Xianyin Sound Blade finally caught up with the powerful blow, knocking the dagger to the ground.

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