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In Wuchan Temple, Xiaopang Bai finally came to his senses after being in a trance for a long time. The latter looked at the two people with disdainful eyes, not at all ashamed, but smiled proudly.

The scary thing is that after a short sleep, Xiaopang Bai reached the realm of Marquis Wu again.

Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue really had some doubts as to what kind of qualifications this guy had, and whether he was God's own son to be so favored.

After the three men repaired briefly, they left Wuzen Temple.



Snow Palace.

Since the soaring blood pillar appeared in the inner territory of the Qinglong Mountains more than two months ago, Piaoxue Palace has completely entered a state of preparation for war.

In the disaster in the Eastern Spirit Realm, how could Piaoxue Palace, one of the four major sects, close its mountain gate without going down the mountain to save the world?

On the second day, Yan Zangfeng led the high priest and several ancestors of Piaoxue Palace towards the Yin-Yang Valley. Those who stayed in Piaoxue Palace to guard the mountain gate were only a small part of the combat force.

Half a month after the blood column appeared, a shocking loud noise suddenly sounded outside Piaoxue Palace.

A rustling spear suddenly came through the clouds and the moon, and swept away the mountain gate of Piaoxue Palace with one shot.

Immediately afterwards, a vast aura filled the sky, like black clouds pressing down on a city, surrounding the entire Piaoxue Palace.

Buzz…

Buzzing.

In the Piaoxue Palace, the ancient bell vibrated ten times in just a moment, which seemed extremely urgent.

In the cold night, countless disciples from Piaoxue Palace suddenly sat up in shock.

The bell rings ten times, which is the battle to destroy the clan.

Someone attacked Piaoxue Palace.

In just a few breaths, Yan Nangui appeared in the sky above Piaoxue Palace, looking at the surging army in the wind and snow, with a look of anger on his face.

In the wind and snow at night, two armies appeared out of nowhere.

A large army wears purple robes with thunder and lightning patterns on the cuffs.

A large army wears a blue robe with water patterns.

Tianleizong.

Wind and Rain Tower.

"When did Tianlei Sect and Fengyu Tower dare to attack my Piaoxue Palace?"

Above the main hall of Piaoxue Palace, Yan Nangui was wearing white clothes inside and a snow-white cloak outside. Qi Aohan, the owner of Fengyu Tower, who was looking at the clouds, and Han Wufei, the newly promoted leader of Tianlei Sect, scolded fiercely.

Above the clouds, Qi Aohan stared at Yan Nangui with a frown, and suddenly smiled coldly, looking particularly cold, "We are all four major sects. Now that Lei Sect and Fengyu Tower have joined forces, how can they not destroy Piaoxue Palace?"

"Don't say that Yan Zangfeng is in your Piaoxue Palace!"

Han Wufei, the leader of the Tianlei Sect, said, "Now that Yin Yang Valley has been born, I think Yan Zangfeng, that pedantic warrior, wants to save the Eastern Spirit Realm. How can he care about Piaoxue Palace in such a situation!"

In the long sky, Yan Nangui's face became condensed.

It seems that Tianlei Sect and Fengyu Tower have been preparing for a long time, waiting for the outbreak of Yin Yang Valley. As long as Yan Zangfeng takes away most of the combat power, they can march straight in and destroy Piaoxue Palace.

"Don't you think...are you afraid of Zangfeng's ancestor Qiu Hou settling the score?"

Yan Nangui asked with a frown.

"Settling accounts after the fall?"

Qi Aohan clicked his tongue and said, "Now that Yin Yang Valley is born, the evil king will definitely change his destiny and take charge of the Eastern Spiritual Realm. How can Yan Zangfeng still have any reason to survive? Isn't he going to settle accounts in the underworld?"

"It turns out that you have also become the lackeys of the Blood Spirit Palace. You are also a sect after all, but you are so spineless!"

Yan Nangui waved his sleeves and laughed, with a mocking look on his face.

"It's just the general trend. Doesn't Palace Master Yan understand the so-called good bird chooses its wood?"

Han Wufei, the leader of Tianlei Sect, laughed, stared at Yan Nangui condescendingly, and said persuadingly: "If Palace Master Yan is willing to surrender and submit to the evil king, we will definitely give you a good word when the evil king is born.

sentence!"

"really?"

In the sky above Piaoxue Palace, Yan Nangui looked at Han Wufei and Qi Aohan with raised eyebrows.

"Of course it's true!"

Qi Aohan smiled and said, "Perhaps when another day changes, you can still be the palace master of Piaoxue Palace!"

In the sky, Yan Nangui stared at the two people for a long time, but smiled slightly, calmly and calmly rolled up his sleeves, looked at Piaoxue Palace, and said:

"Where are the disciples of Piaoxue Palace?"

"exist!"

Thousands of long roars sounded simultaneously, shaking the sky, causing the mountains to shake and heavy snow to fall.

"Activate the mountain-protecting formation. Those above the Tianyuan realm will follow this palace master to fight against these troubled thieves!"

Under the sky, the sound of Yan Nan returning was like thunder, shaking the world in all directions. The latter's warm eyes looked extremely sharp at this moment, revealing murderous intent.

In the Piaoxue Palace, countless long roars sounded again.

Countless boiling fighting spirit suddenly filled the sky.

After a few buzzing sounds, the entire Piaoxue Palace began to vibrate, the mountains moved, the palace rose and fell, and in just a few breaths, a terrifying mountain-protecting formation appeared.

In the mountain-protecting formation, the snowflakes in the sky were like knives, cutting across a space, completely isolating the Piaoxue Palace from the outside space.

Yan Nangui turned into a stream of light and took the lead in stepping into the formation. He pointed his long sword at Qi Aohan and Han Wufei and said with a loud smile: "I, Piaoxue Palace, will fight to the death. Even if all the palace gates are destroyed, we will definitely kill them."

You are waiting for everything to come to an end!"

"Since you have come to attack me, Piaoxue Palace, what are you waiting for? Yannangui is here, the disciples of Piaoxue Palace are here, and Piaoxue Palace is here, do you dare to fight?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Nangui let out a long roar, his robes flying around his body, covered with heavy snow in the sky, and he headed towards Qi Aohan to fight.

"kill!"

In the sky, Qi Aohan looked at the Piaoxue Palace where fighting spirit was boiling. His expression suddenly became extremely cold. With a wave of his arm, he ordered the disciples in the building to kill towards the Piaoxue Palace.

In the distance, Han Wufei of the Tianlei Sect also gave a ferocious laugh and ordered the disciples of the Tianlei Sect to attack and kill him.

In an instant, the entire territory of Piaoxue Palace shook. Thousands of disciples from the two major sects tore through the wind and snow between heaven and earth and headed towards the mountain-protecting formation of Piaoxue Palace.

Rumble.

A war broke out between heaven and earth.

In the sky, Yan Nangui held a long sword and fought with the leaders of the two sects.

In Piaoxue Palace, the ancestor Wuhou who was in charge of the sect also appeared, looking at the elders of the two sects without any fear.

In the mountain-protecting formation, the Piaoxue Palace disciples all had fighting intent on their faces. Looking at the countless charging disciples, their expressions of killing intent increased greatly.

"Yannangui, do you really think that a mountain-protecting formation can stop us?"

Tianleizong Han Wufei laughed.

"Who are you, Tianlei Sect, to dare to be so presumptuous in front of this Palace Master!"

Yan Nangui laughed, "I, the chief disciple of Piaoxue Palace, Lin Huang, can kill Han Qingtian if he takes action. You are just a newly promoted puppet, how dare you be so arrogant!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Nangui struck Han Wufei with another sword.

Han Wufei's face showed a sullen look, and the murderous intent in his eyes increased, "In this case, there is really no need for the Piaoxue Palace to exist. I heard that you also have a daughter... Tsk, my sect leader will definitely keep her when the time comes.

Damn it!"

In the blue wind and snow, Yan Nangui's attack and killing methods remained unchanged, but his murderous intent increased greatly. He abandoned Qi Aohan and madly killed Han Wufei...


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