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Jiujianxian was shocked and angry. He did not expect that Fairy Liu and the old man from the Ancient Holy Land would take action against him.

"What do you want to do?"

While the Jiujianxian drank loudly, he recalled the Seven-Colored Fierce Sun Sword.

The Seven-Colored Fierce Sun Sword came across the sky and blocked the blow of the old man from the Ancient Holy Land, but did not block Fairy Liu.

Liu Xianzi hit Jiujianxian's soul with a palm, and immediately, Jiujianxian felt a sharp pain in his soul and flew backwards.

"boom!"

Feng Yan threw out the Yin Yang Pagoda in his hand.

Upon seeing this, Jiujianxian quickly dodged away, and the Yin-Yang Pagoda flew out, smashing more than a dozen glaciers.

Then, the powerful men from the three holy places all approached the Jiujianxian.

A cold murderous aura filled the sky.

"Jiujianxian, even in your heyday, you can't stop us, not to mention that you only have one soul left now, so you should just die!" Feng Yan said coldly.

Jiujianxian looked desperate.

He is not a strong saint, and he can't do it yet, so he can instantly turn into a body. The remaining soul only has 50% of his combat power.

Now, not to mention that he can't stop the three powerful gods from joining forces, he can't even block three attacks.

Jiujianxian shouted: "Aren't you afraid of killing me and suffering the revenge of Qingyun Sword Sect?"

Feng Yan looked disdainful and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Qingyun Sword Sect will not retaliate against us."

"At that time, the three of us will go to the Qingyun Sword Sect in person and tell them that you and Xiao Liuzi fought to the death, and both of you died in the end."

"I think that when the time comes, Qingyun Sword Sect will definitely join forces with us to defeat the Yin Yang Sect."

What a vicious plan!

Jiu Jianxian understood that this was a conspiracy. The three holy places had already joined forces and had already discussed the plan before coming to the ice field.

The Jiujian Immortal said: "You think that by killing me, you can cover up the truth. Don't forget, there are still disciples of mine in the tomb."

"The disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect can't come out." Fairy Liu said: "The disciples of our three holy places will kill you Qingyun Sword Sect people in the tomb."

What?

The Jiujianxian was shocked.

"Yunxi is in the tomb, if she is dead..."

Jiujianxian didn't dare to think about it.

Liu Xianzi smiled sweetly and said: "You know Yun Xi's background very well. If she dies, I think your Qingyun Sword Sect will definitely join hands with us to deal with the Yin Yang Sect."

Jiujianxian had an idea at this time, run away!

Only by escaping from here and finding an opportunity to report the news to the sect leader can the Qingyun Sword Sect not be fooled.

"brush!"

When the Jiujianxian thought of this, his spirit rose into the sky and landed on the colorful blazing sun sword. The sword flew into the air and quickly flew to the sky.

"You can't escape." The old man from the Ancient Holy Land and Fairy Liu were on the left and right, like two streams of light, intercepting the Jiujian Fairy like lightning.

boom!

The old man from Yin Yang Holy Land waved his fist, and with unrivaled divine power, he punched the Jiu Sword Fairy.

Liu Xianzi took action at the same time, pressed her palm out, and it fell like a huge mountain, making a rumbling sound with terrifying power.

The Jiujianxian has no way to escape or hide, so he can only hit him head-on.

"Qiang!"

The seven-colored Fierce Sun Sword bloomed with bright light and blocked Fairy Liu's palm.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sword.

This sword hit the fist of the old man in the ancient holy land.

Because the Jiujianxian only had one soul left, his fighting power was greatly reduced. After the sword blade struck his fist, he felt a majestic force rushing along the sword blade like a stormy sea.

In desperation, Jiujianxian had no choice but to abandon his sword.

Otherwise, his soul will be shattered by the force of his fist.

After Jiujianxian abandoned his sword, before he could continue to escape, Feng Yan slapped him in the back.

"ah……"

The Jiujianxian screamed, and his body hit the saint's formation, and then fell to the ground. A crack appeared in his soul, and golden liquid flowed out.

Suffered heavy losses.

"With only one soul left, why are you still resisting? Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Feng Yan, Liu Xianzi, and the old man from the ancient holy land stood side by side in the void, their bodies emitting divine light, and they were extremely terrifying.

"Two of you, who will send him off?"

Feng Yan asked.

"I'll do it!" A flash of light flashed in Fairy Liu's hand, and a war spear appeared.

Fairy Liu held a spear in her hand, swooped down, and stabbed the Spirit of the Wine Sword Fairy directly.

This blow is very powerful.

The war spear is like a bolt of lightning, carrying strong killing intent and peerless edge, killing the soul of the Jiu Sword Immortal.

"I never imagined that I would die in your hands."

Jiujianxian looked unwilling.

At the critical moment, "ding dong", a piano sound sounded.

The sound of the piano spread throughout thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, deafening, and the next second, a white light blocked the war spear.

"Who?" Liu Xianzi's eyes were like daggers, looking into the distance.

At the same time, Feng Yan, who was standing in the void, and the old man from the Ancient Holy Land also turned their heads.

I saw a figure coming through the wind and snow, and quickly appeared next to Jiujianxian's spirit.

The person who came was wearing white clothes, had an extraordinary temperament, had white hair, and was holding a guqin in his hand. He looked like an immortal descending from the earth.

"Junior brother!" Jiujianxian shouted in surprise when he saw the person coming.

"Qin Jian Xian!" Liu Xianzi recognized the person.

The expressions of Feng Yan and the old man in the Ancient Holy Land changed slightly.

Below the powerful saints of the Qingyun Sword Sect, there are five sword immortals who are at the peak of divine power. In addition to the wine sword immortal, there are also four sword immortals who play music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Among them, the Qin Jianxian entered the swordsmanship through the qin. A hundred years ago, a Supreme Elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect once said that the Qin Jianxian was most likely to become a saint within five hundred years.

Therefore, Qin Jianxian is also regarded as the most powerful master of the Qingyun Sword Sect!

Liu Xianzi quickly retreated, appeared next to Feng Yan, and said in a deep voice: "Why is Qin Jian Xian here?"

As everyone knows, Jiujianxian is also curious.

"Junior brother, why are you here?" Jiu Jianxian asked.

"The Supreme Elder is worried about you and Yun Xi, so he asked me to come and take a look. Senior brother, you heal your wounds and restore your body first. Leave these three guys to me." After Qin Jianxian finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged and put the guqin on the table.

On the knees, pluck the strings with both hands.

"Zheng——"

This time, the sound was not the sound of the piano, but the sound of the sword.

The moment Qin Sword Fairy plucked the strings, seven sword beams struck at Fairy Liu and the three of them respectively, with unparalleled murderous intent.

"Let's take action together."

After Feng Yan finished speaking, he took the lead in throwing the Yin-Yang Pagoda, and then like a cold light, he held the God-Destroying Needle and stabbed forward with all his strength, pointing directly at the Qinjianxian's eyebrows.

The strong men from the Ancient Holy Land also took action, and the Heaven and Earth Domineering Fist was unleashed. A boundless domineering energy filled the surrounding area, and the golden fist moved forward inexorably.

The war spear in Liu Xianzi's hand penetrated the void like a ball of light, trying to crucify Qin Jian Xian.



Almost at the same time.

In the tomb.

The battle has come to an end. The disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect were all killed by people from several sects, and fell into a pool of blood one after another. Only the saint Yun Xi was still struggling to hold on.

However, we have fallen into a disadvantage and are surrounded by dangers.


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