Although Zhou Quan's face was shocked and very ugly, there was still a fierce murderous intention hidden in his heart.
The look in Wang Churan's eyes was completely different from before.
"You bitch, I don't care what your background is, you will die today." Zhou Quan said angrily.
After Zhou Quan roared angrily, he swung out the long sword in his hand, and as the spiritual light bloomed, there was a roaring cry.
His aura belonging to the peak of King Wu fully bloomed, and a terrifying shadow formed behind him.
When that phantom bloomed, the long sword also slashed out.
Phew~
The sword energy roared in the wind, and the sword struck Wang Churan's holy sword.
boom!
The explosion sounded immediately, and the sword light surged with various auras.
A direct battle broke out between the two sides.
At the same time, Zhou Quan also released his sword, and an invisible coercion crushed Wang Churan away.
This week's overall realm is a whole level higher than Wang Churan's, and when he takes action, the momentum is very strong.
Wang Churan suddenly fell into a disadvantage.
On the other side, Duan De and Mu Wufeng were also fighting back and forth. The four of them were fighting here, and the impact was not small.
Thigh-thick trees broke with a sudden sound. The ground was covered with sword marks, gravel shot out, dead branches and leaves were everywhere, and smoke and dust billowed up.
"There is movement ahead, it should be from Tianxuan Sect." A cold voice sounded in the distance.
It is Jian Wushuang.
"Is it Su Qiye?" Next to Jian Wushuang, Zhao Suyue asked with a strong murderous intention.
"I don't know, but they should be people from Tianxuan Sect. Only their people were accurately teleported to this mountain." Jian Wushuang said coldly.
When this guy spoke, his tone was cold, as if he had no warmth at all.
"Then kill until Su Qiye appears." Zhao Suyue said with murderous intent.
"I'm afraid that won't make you happy." Suddenly, a sneer sounded from not far behind the two of them.
Jian Wushuang and Zhao Suyue both turned their heads and saw one person walking towards this side.
"He Kun? Are you already in?" Jian Wushuang frowned slightly, showing a hint of confusion.
"What? You, the Martial Emperor Realm self-slaying cultivator of Lingjian Sect, are allowed to enter this Hundred Spirits Battlefield, but you are not allowed to come in?" He Kun continued to sneer.
This guy's smile is a bit mean, making people want to slap him to death after seeing it.
"What do you mean when you just said that you won't let us get what we want? What? Do you still want to help him?" Zhao Suyue asked with her eyebrows raised.
In Zhao Suyue's opinion, is He Kun trying to help Su Qiye?
After hearing this, Jian Wushuang placed his right hand on the long sword at his waist.
An invisible aura bloomed instantly, and the air was filled with a chilling air.
"What? You still want to attack me? Jian Wushuang, although you are very strong, you are only a second-level Martial Lord after all. Even if I kill myself, I will still be at the peak of Martial Lord. Are you sure you can beat me? Do you have it?
Are you sure?" He Kun still sneered.
He Kun was very calm and didn't take Jian Wushuang seriously at all.
However, Zhao Suyue ignored him and cursed angrily: "Who the hell are you? If you have something to say, just say it, and if you have something to say, just fart!"
He Kun had a sneer on his face at first, but when Zhao Suyue scolded him, his face immediately dropped and became very gloomy.
"Jian Wushuang, why are you looking for such an unqualified Taoist companion?" He Kun said with a ferocious look on his face.
Obviously, he had been angered by Zhao Suyue's words.
Jian Wushuang didn't say anything about this, but said directly to He Kun: "Our Lingjian Sect, including the Sword King's Mansion, has never had any interaction with you, Longlou Mountain. Tell me, what are you doing to us?" ωωw.
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At this time, He Kun clenched his fists tightly, and the anger in his heart could burn the sky.
There was also rage rising in his eyes.
"Damn it, if I hadn't wanted to cooperate with you, I would have killed you today." He Kun cursed in his heart.
However, he finally released his fist, and the anger in his eyes dissipated, instead revealing a smiling face.
"I came to see you today. Of course I have something to do. I have something I want to cooperate with you on." He Kun said with a smile.
"Cooperation? Not interested." Jian Wushuang refused directly.
"What did you mean by what you said just now? Do you really want to protect Su Qiye? The so-called cooperation means you want to plead for Su Qiye?" The anger in Zhao Suyue's eyes became more intense.
Zhao Suyue's heart was filled with murderous intent, and her hand was tightly clenched on the hilt of the sword, ready to take action.
Her hatred for Su Qiye was so intense that if He Kun really wanted to plead for Su Qiye, then he would definitely take action against He Kun.
"Haha, I think you have misunderstood Saint Zhao. What I just said was not to help Su Qiye, but to tell you that Su Qiye is dead." A trace of fierceness flashed in He Kun's eyes.
After he was all wet, he said with a smile.
"What? Dead? How did he die? Who killed him?" When Zhao Suyue heard this, she was startled and looked particularly shocked.
If they didn't know about the grudge between her and Su Qiye, many people would probably think that this guy was sad because of Su Qiye's death.
When Jian Wushuang heard this, he also frowned, and the coldness in his eyes surged.
"What on earth is going on?" Jian Wushuang asked coldly. At this moment, he became really angry.
"What? You two seem to be not very happy to know that Su Qiye is dead. Don't you have a deep hatred for Su Qiye?" He Kun was surprised when he saw the expressions of these two people and asked deliberately.
"Su Qiye, only we can kill him, no one else can!" Zhao Suyue gritted her teeth and said angrily.
Her hatred at this time was no less than before when her father and brother were killed.
He Kun's face darkened slightly, and he began to complain and curse in his heart: "It's enough for these two lunatics to die, but do you have to be the only one who can kill them?"
"Then it's a little too late for you to say this. Su Qiye also offended me. As soon as he got here, he was killed!" He Kun said with a joking smile.
"What? Was he killed by you?" Jian Wushuang and Zhao Suyue were both surprised, their eyes fixed on He Kun.
At this moment, He Kun felt a little uncomfortable.
"Yes, who made him offend me in Tianxuan Sect? One of the main reasons why I entered this Bailing Battlefield is to kill him with my own hands!" He Kun said with murderous intent.
"Where is his body?" Jian Wushuang asked, his tone very cold.
"Falled down a cliff hundreds of feet high," He Kun said.
"Falled off a cliff? Are you sure he's dead? What if he's not dead?" Zhao Suyue asked.
"Don't worry, he will die. If he is hit by my poisonous blade, even if he falls off the cliff, he won't live long." He Kun sneered and said very proudly.
Jian Wushuang and Zhao Suyue suddenly glanced at each other.