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However, when he saw Zhi Qiu Yi Ye beside him...
But he frowned.
"Young friend, you should leave."
This battle is likely to be very dangerous.
"If I were to perish, my heart would be heavy with sorrow!"
The voice rang out, and a look of pity appeared in his eyes.
"Master, since I have promised you, I will stay by your side."
"I will absolutely not leave!"
"I'll say it stubbornly, 'I'll say it ... stubbornly, 'I'
Moreover, his eyes shone with a sharp light.
This scene made Master Simu feel even more guilty.
If such a child were to cultivate under my guidance...
How could it be so tragic?
Because he had no cultivation techniques whatsoever.
However, it's too late to say all this now.
A pang of regret flashed through his mind.
But I don't know how to salvage the situation.
But at this moment.
The battle inside the main hall continued.
After exchanging hundreds of blows, Shi Jian and Daoist Qianhe...
But things have changed.
Although Shi Jian was powerful, he was still no match for Daoist Qianhe.
Therefore, after a moment, a pale look appeared on his face.
Clearly, it was starting to break down.
But at that very moment, Qian...
Chapter 428 Utter Panic
At this moment, a series of booming sounds rang out in the sky.
Then, a vast and powerful aura spread out from the void.
In the sky, a colossal golden palace appeared.
Emit a dazzling light.
Then, a Taoist robe-clad man stood atop the palace.
Looking at the fierce battle below, a murderous intent surged in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, your humble servant has arrived late to escort you."
Your Majesty, please punish me!"
After the sound faded, he took a step forward.
His entire being exuded a strong aura of killing intent.
At this moment, it turned out to be a master at the sixth level of Quasi-Saint.
And just after his words fell.
Countless armored soldiers appeared all around.
They were wearing heavy armor.
Each of the "313" possesses the strength of an eighth-level Saint.
After seeing such a scene.
The expressions on the faces of the Han men changed.
Daoist Qianhe also stepped back.
This Shi Jian is indeed a man of profound knowledge and experience.
"Hmph, old man Qianhe, let's see where you think you're going!"
Shi Jian's cold voice rang out.
He led his army directly to block the enemy's path.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
At the same time, he shouted at his Uncle Nine who was standing to the side.
"What are you all standing there for? Seize this old scoundrel for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his long sword.
A dazzling sword light roared between heaven and earth.
Others also took action.
For a moment, the entire hall was filled with deafening shouts of battle.
Meanwhile, Daoist Qianhe's face was contorted with rage.
He completely ignored Shi Jian's words.
Now, his strength has been restored.
How could these people possibly stop me?
Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
They actually abandoned Shi Jian and attacked Zhi Qiu Yi Ye instead.
The opponent's cultivation level is too low; he is only at the fifth level of Quasi-Saint.
I can easily crush them.
The longsword sliced through the air with a piercing sound.
This caused everyone's expression to change involuntarily.
However, just as the longsword was about to strike Zhi Qiu Yi Ye's body.
A sharp blade slashed out directly.
The sharp aura caused Daoist Qianhe to involuntarily shrink his pupils.
His body retreated rapidly.
However, it was still swept by the sword's edge.
A huge bloodstain appeared on his chest.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The Four-Eyed Taoist has finally found a worthy opponent.
A powerful expert at the seventh level of Quasi-Saint.
The two fought fiercely, and neither could gain the upper hand for a short time.
However, at this moment, Daoist Qianhe attacked again.
A loud bang was heard.
A wound instantly appeared on Zhi Qiu Yi Ye's shoulder.
Fresh blood gushed out.
His face darkened at that moment.
Because, under such circumstances, he simply couldn't avoid it.
But at this moment.
In the distance, a fiery red meteor streaked across the sky.
He shot directly at Daoist Qianhe.
The speed is extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of each other.
Daoist Qianhe's pupils shrank involuntarily.
With a flick of his whisk, he charged forward.
The two sides collided together.
A fierce flame spread out.
"Chichi!"
A hole had actually been burned into the whisk.
Daoist Qianhe was also sent flying backwards.
It dragged for hundreds of meters on the ground before coming to a stop.
"How dare you launch a sneak attack on me! You're courting death!"
As soon as the voice fell, his palm suddenly shot out.
In an instant, endless energy gathered in front of him.
Finally, it condensed into a palm print, which struck down directly at Liu Zheng.
At this moment, Liu Zheng remained completely unafraid.
When he saw Master Qianhe charging towards him, ...