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Chapter seven hundred and nineteen hunting

 Broken arm?

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. He followed Wu Zhenzi's gaze and looked at the indifferent figure. Something suddenly occurred to his mind. His pupils tightened and he said in surprise: "Is it the broken arm you mentioned, teacher?"

Belongs to Fang Han?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes froze slightly, and immediately, a look of surprise burst out from their faces.

"Exactly."

Wu Zhenzi looked gloomy and nodded seriously.

When Ye Chen cut off Fang Han's arm, the whole city knew about it. After that, Fang Han suddenly disappeared. Many people thought that Fang Han couldn't bear such a blow and was so discouraged that he huddled deep in the palace.

Dare to come out and meet people.

But not long after, news came out that Fang Han not only did not lose heart, but instead learned his shame and became brave, practicing hard for the purpose of revenge.

As for where he went to practice, no one knows or knows.

If it is true, as Wu Zhenzi said, that the broken arm found in the strong man's cave belonged to Fang Han, then it means that during the time when Fang Han disappeared, he was practicing hard in the cave.

"I remember Leng Luoxue once said, let us be careful about Fang Han and never conflict with him. Now it seems that Fang Han probably obtained some heaven-defying martial arts in the strong man's cave, and his strength is huge.

Make progress." Lin Guanqi also said in a deep voice. He thought of the strange purple fire emanating from Fang Han's body, and felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Everyone's expressions were not very good, and they lowered their heads in deep thought. They had always focused on the twelve powerful men of the holy way, and did not care about Fang Han's existence, nor did they think that Fang Han could defeat Ye Chen.

Now it seems that they were too naive after all. Fang Han was hiding very deeply, and no one knew how terrifying his strength was.

"Now that we know the details of Fang Han, we can also be mentally prepared for the next two rounds of competition. In the next seven days, every day is extremely precious. Everyone must practice hard. As long as the strength is improved, naturally

Don’t be surprised when things change.”

Ye Chen said, making everyone nod.

In a dynasty war, there are bound to be casualties, and it is inevitable to offend others. Only if you are strong enough can you not be afraid of any conspiracy. For example, Fang Li and Han Xiaozi, the two of them already possess martial souls and have deep strength.

It's unpredictable, no one dares to take their idea.

This is the deterrence and shock brought by strong strength.

On Tianshen Mountain, the crowd gradually left and headed towards another place, the Thirteen Peaks.

Just like the name, the Thirteen Peaks is a mountain range composed of thirteen solitary peaks. The mountain range stretches for hundreds of miles. Each solitary peak is like a long sword piercing the sky, with a height of thousands of feet and far away.

From a distance, it looks like thirteen peerless swords.

On each solitary peak, there are many courtyards built where people can live at will.

During the War of Dynasties, the Thirteen Peaks were equivalent to inns, which could accommodate the people of the major dynasties. It was possible to dedicate a mountain range for people to live in. This kind of feat could only be accomplished by the Tianshen Palace.

At night, there is a sense of tranquility in the Thirteen Peaks.

In a solitary peak, Ye Chen sat cross-legged, his eyes closed tightly, and there was a faint brilliance all over his body. This wisp of brilliance emitted a soft light, rising up, covering his body, and vaguely,

It resonates with the bright moonlight in the sky.

Before the end of the first round of the Dynasty War, Ye Chen successfully obtained the remnant soul of the powerful Moon God Clan. At this time, his consciousness was immersed in the remnant soul.

There is nothing between heaven and earth except the bright moon.

Ye Chen's consciousness never left the bright moon. He allowed himself to be deeply immersed in it, and even his soul was completely immersed in it.

Different from the vastness where gods and demons fight, and there is no scene of ancient couples, what this bright moon gave Ye Chen was tranquility and gentleness, making his whole person become much more peaceful.

Ye Chen understood that this residual soul was slowly sublimating his soul, allowing him to begin to understand the true meaning of "Ode to the Moon God".

On Ye Chen's body, a ray of moonlight slowly lingered, and this ray of moonlight slowly floated into the void. The higher it rose, the more resolute it became. It was soft but strong, without the domineering power of soaring into the sky.

Instead, it becomes stronger and stronger bit by bit.

I don't know how much time passed, but the moonlight on Ye Chen began to solidify, and above his head, a bright moon appeared, without any flaws, just like the full moon in the sky, without any difference.

Buzz!

Ye Chen's body trembled slightly, and the full moon rose slowly, passing through the void, penetrating through the rolling dark clouds, releasing its own brilliance of the moon, as if it would never stop.

At this time, in the lonely peak where the Qinwu Dynasty was located, a black shadow flickered past. It was not fast, but it was more weird. In a flash, it merged into the darkness, making it impossible for anyone to detect it.

Not far away, there was a cultivator from the sixth level of the True Dao, sitting cross-legged on a boulder and practicing hard. He came from the Crystal Palace and came with Murong Bingxin.

Click!

A strange sound sounded, causing the cultivator to open his eyes, and he was about to investigate, but at this moment, a strange red light flashed across, and it was cut off with lightning speed.

his throat.

The cultivator's eyes opened hugely, and then his eyes turned black, completely devoid of life.

"Another one solved."

A black shadow stood next to the cultivator, with a cold look on his dark face. He waved his palm and immediately held the storage ring in his hand. At the same time, he also put the cultivator's body into the storage ring.

Inside, the corpses were completely destroyed.

Not only the solitary peak where the Qinwu Dynasty was located, but also the thirteen consecutive peaks, such a scene happened on every solitary peak. However, the actions of this group of people were so weird. For only a moment, it was difficult for people to understand.

aware.

Standing in the void, Yang Tuo watched this scene calmly, the smile at the corner of his mouth was still so cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

This dynasty war brought together the top leaders and powerful men of all the major dynasties.

These people are all wealthy and possess numerous cultivation resources. In the eyes of the Seven Kills Sect, they are like fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Since it is a fat sheep, then why not kill it?

At this time, a black shadow floated to the mountainside, its blood-like eyes flickered, and it was immediately discovered that there was a person practicing here. He sneered in his heart, and then quietly blended into the darkness, preparing to hunt again

.

The people of the Seven Killing Sect have been practicing the art of killing all their lives, and they are especially famous for assassination. Once they sneak into the darkness, even the breath on their bodies will disappear without a trace, making it difficult for people to guard against them.

It was precisely by relying on this move that the Seven Kills Sect was able to hunt down the strong men one after another in the Thirteen Peaks and seize other people's storage rings.

The body slowly approached, and the black shadow tightened the dagger in his hand, and immediately attacked directly, stabbing the cultivator in the throat, with an indifferent smile on his face.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a blood arrow spurted out, accompanied by a shrill scream, breaking the silence of the night.

I saw that when the black shadow took action, a ray of soft moonlight suddenly fell down.

The seemingly harmless moonlight actually cut off his entire arm like a sharp sword. The terrifying lethality was simply appalling.


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