Chapter 2710
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On the ancient battlefield, the wind was like a knife.
Li Shouhu was holding a spear, his eyes were horrifying.
A woman in white broke through the Dao Realm of Lei Gang with a single sword, and saved Xia Zhoujia and Gongye Futu at a critical moment. These methods are really powerful!
who is she?
The old man in the Confucian robe holding the purple jade Ruyi frowned.
In the world, the most fearful thing is just in case.
The appearance of the woman in white made the old man in the Confucian robe not help feeling vigilant.
Yun Wuxiang fanned the feather fan in his hand, smiling, and a strange color appeared on his handsome and bewitching face.
Seeing Su Wanjun appearing, Hei Ya let out a "Yo Ho" and said, "Who am I? It turned out to be that poor man who chased after the Lord of Sword Emperor City all those years ago!"
The eyes were full of jokes, "Miss Wanjun, why don't you think about me, Heiya? Among other things, I'm quite good at Shuangxiu..."
Yun Wuxiang suddenly reminded: "Be careful!"
A sword energy suddenly appeared in the void.
Mr. Suwan walked with the sword like a ray of light.
boom! ! !
The giant sword in Hei Ya's hand exploded.
In the blast of fragments, the figure of the sword cultivator who had been expelled by the master of Sword Emperor City shot backwards like a kite with a broken string.
He coughed up blood from his lips, and his face changed drastically.
And Su Wanjun followed her like a shadow, passing by with her sword again.
boom! ! !
Black Cliff's body was torn apart.
Blood was splashed, and the roar shook the sky.
Su Wanjun still didn't give up, the scarlet sword energy in her hand let out an earth-shattering roar, and slashed away again.
The black crow's primordial spirit was full of horror, and there was no time to dodge.
At the critical moment, a ray of silver light fell, engulfing the soul of the black crow, and disappeared in place out of thin air.
boom!
Su Wanjun cut through the air with one sword, but this ancient battlefield was split into a huge crack like an abyss.
The entire secret world trembled violently.
In one breath, he smashed the giant sword and broke the body, and he was only a moment away from completely beheading Heiya!
That domineering and fierce demeanor immediately shocked the audience.
He Bo grinned, Miss Wanjun's character is still the same as before!
He clearly remembered that only when she was in front of the elder, Miss Wanjun's temperament would become as gentle as water, reserved, quiet, gentle and pleasant.
But some old people in Sword Emperor City know that Miss Wanjun has a very temper and murderous intentions.
If there is a disagreement, the sword will be drawn.
If you don't kill a few people who don't open your eyes, you will never give up.
"Miss Wanjun is here, it's great..."
A simple and honest smile appeared on Gongye Futu's resolute face.
If he had to find a female sword cultivator whom he respected the most in his life, it must be Miss Wanjun!
A long time ago, Gongye Futu firmly believed that no matter how many peerless fairies and heroines there are in the heaven and earth, only Miss Wanjun is worthy of the Grand Master!
In the distance, Hei Ya's cheeks were livid.
The old man in the Confucian robe looked dignified.
Yun Wuxiang suddenly slapped Heiya on the face, causing the latter's soul to tremble violently, and fell down hard.
He looked at Yun Wuxiang in disbelief.
"Miss Wanjun, how can you slander someone like Miss Wanjun?"
Yun Wuxiang's eyes were cold, and he did not hide his disgust, "If you hadn't made a lot of contributions in the past years, just based on your unsightly performance just now, I would kill you with my own hands!"
Before, he was always smiling, chic and coquettish, but now, his handsome face is full of coldness!
Hei Ya lowered his head and remained silent.
He had just experienced a life-and-death calamity, and if it hadn't been for Yun Wuxiang's action, he would have died under Su Wanjun's sword.
"Miss Wanjun, long time no see."
For the first time ever, when Yun Wuxiang met Su Wanjun, he bowed to him quite solemnly.
Su Wanjun's eyes were cold, and she said: "Don't be polite to me, and I won't be polite to you either!"
As she spoke, she raised the Dao sword in her hand and was about to strike.
Yun Wulian hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Ms. Wanjun might as well listen to me first, this time to kill..."
Before she could finish speaking, Su Wanjun came to her violently.
Dressed in white clothes, like a stream of snow-white light, flashing towards him, the sword energy is strong, the sword intent is fierce, terrifying to the point of inconceivable.
Yun Wuxiang's eyelids twitched, and he waved the feather fan in his hand.
boom!
The world collapsed.
As the sword energy flew all over the sky, Yun Wuxiang's figure retreated hundreds of feet away.
That golden robe was originally an incomparably mysterious Dao treasure, but at this time there was a sword mark! Yun Wuxiang didn't care about these things at all, he said helplessly: "Miss Wanjun, you should be clear that although my little uncle has always regarded the sword cultivator in Sword Emperor City as a deadly enemy, but he favors you very much, Infatuated, at the beginning...
..."
boom!
Su Wanjun started again.
Without saying a word, she took a step forward, her sword energy was like a red dragon coming out of an abyss, her overbearing boundless.
Yun Wuxiang frowned, obviously angry.
But in the end, he didn't dare to take the sword head-on, and moved his figure away, avoiding it far away.
"Miss Wanjun, since you showed up, I'll give you some face, and let's stop today's matter."
Yun Wuxiang raised a finger and said seriously, "But, it's just this one chance, next time I, Yun, will..."
Suddenly, the red sword light flashed.
The figure of Yun Wuxiang avoided again.
However, one of his fingers was cut off and exploded into blood mist!
All of a sudden, Yun Wuxiang's incomparably handsome face turned livid, with murderous intent in his eyes.
But at this moment, Jun Suwan finally said, "You don't need to give me face, and you don't have to be polite. Here, life and death are the difference between life and death."
boom!
Her robe fluttered, and the sword energy shot up into the sky like a horse, and the entire ancient battlefield was violently turbulent.
On that graceful and slender figure, the power and influence are stronger than before!
Yun Wuxiang raised his hand and threw out a golden talisman.
Inside the talisman, there are densely twisted lines written in seal script, like countless earthworms wriggling.
With the appearance of the talisman, a vast and endless golden divine brilliance suddenly appeared, the world was suddenly darkened, and the void collapsed, as if it could not bear the power of the golden talisman.
It can be vaguely seen that there are eight Taoist mantras written in the talisman, "the mysteries are boundless, and the magic power is boundless".
But in just a moment, this golden talisman was smashed into pieces by Su Wanjun's sword!
Her power is too terrifying, like a burning red glow, the sword energy in her hand is roaring, flowing hundreds of millions of rays of light.
If a young monk sees this scene, he will definitely find that Su Wanjun at this moment is far more terrifying than the strength displayed on the long river of fate!
Totally like a different person.
The world is in turmoil.
The raging golden flame roared like a tide, and the world was dyed golden.
"Su Wan-jun!!"
Yun Wuxiang's eyes were terrifying, his face full of murderous intent, "I really thought..."
Speaking of this, his voice was interrupted again, and his face changed again.
Because, Su Wanjun killed the Confucian robed old man this time.
The attack was hasty, the Confucian robed old man had just sacrificed Zi Ruyi, when Su Wanjun's sword had already struck head-on.
Click!
Zi Ruyi exploded.
The body of the Confucian robed old man split into two halves like paper paste, and the ground on which he stood was completely split.
This is indeed splitting the land of this secret world, revealing a crack in the entire secret world!
"died?"
Hei Ya's eyes widened.
Before, he thought that the reason why his Taoist body was destroyed by Su Wanjun was because he was careless and was caught off guard by that woman.
But at this time, after witnessing the killing of the Confucian robed old man, he finally realized the gap between himself and Su Wanjun!
"Walk!"
Yun Wuxiang spoke suddenly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he and Heiya's primordial spirit were enveloped in a ray of silver divine brilliance, and disappeared out of thin air.
He Bo and Gongye Futu couldn't help being surprised.
They never expected that Ruyun Wuxiang, a peerless demon emperor who had been named to be killed by the elder, would choose to retreat at this moment.
The world was in turmoil, smoke and dust billowed, although Yun Wuxiang had left, his voice still echoed in the field:
"Suwan-jun, I'm sure, if my little uncle knows you're here, he will definitely come to you!"
"By then...haha, something interesting will definitely happen!"
The sound echoed for a long time.
Su Wanjun stood there, her skirt fluttering, and a look of unwillingness appeared on the brow.
"Unfortunately, this body is too weak, otherwise, it would not be difficult to kill Yun Wuxiang."
Su Wanjun sighed quietly.
As she spoke, she seemed to realize something, "Go!"
With a wave of the sleeve robe, He Bo and Gongye Futu were teleported away.
Just as they left, the entire secret realm collapsed.
On the long river of fate, a gate of eternity collapsed and annihilated, completely dissipating in the torrent of fate.
He Bo looked at Su Wanjun strangely.
Before that, it was Su Wanjun's sword that split the land of the secret realm of the ancient battlefield, which caused the secret realm to be destroyed.
And if they didn't leave in time, they would most likely be submerged at the bottom of the long river of fate with that secret realm.
If so, they will all suffer!
"Miss Wanjun, what are you looking at?"
Gongye Futu noticed that Jun Suwan was standing on a wave of fate, looking left and right.
"I want to kill that Yun Wuxiang."
Su Wanjun's tone was cold, "It's just that I didn't expect them to escape so simply, without leaving a trace."
She looked away, regretfully.
Gongye Futu and He Bo looked at each other, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, it's still the familiar Miss Wanjun.
"How are your injuries?" Su Wanjun asked.
Both He Bo and He Bo shook their heads, expressing that there was no problem.
"I want to go back to God's Domain and say goodbye to him, otherwise, it will be too late."
As Su Wanjun spoke, she walked away.
Coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry.
He Bo said with emotion: "Miss Wanjun really hasn't changed at all."
"Fart, Miss Wanjun looks different from before."
Gongye Futu said spontaneously, "However, they are all equally beautiful, they can be called unique in the world, unparalleled in ancient and modern times!"
He Bo was silent for a while, then sighed: "We... can't go back..."
In a word, Gongye Futu was stunned.
This time, they showed their supernatural power and killed the river of fate, but they were also targeted by the order of fate.
Let alone returning to God's Domain right now, even if you stay on this long river of fate, you will be regarded as heresy by the order of fate all the time, and catastrophe will be imminent at any time.
Unless, they choose to hide like a bastard and never show their heads for the rest of their lives.
Otherwise, you can only choose to leave the river of fate and go to the other shore!
Gongye Futu said with a complex expression: "I originally wanted to meet Su Yi again."
With subtle eyes, He Bo said, "If you say that, you already approve of Su Yi?"
Gongye Futu said without hesitation: "I listen to Miss Wanjun!"
"You old bastard suddenly lost your own position? You are really a strong wall grass!"
He Bo made a sarcasm.
Gongye Futu sneered: "What about you?"
He Bo said without hesitation, "I am the same."
As he said that, He Bo grinned, "For this kind of thing, the most important thing is Miss Wanjun's attitude!"
Gongye Futu had a look of contempt, he had already guessed that this old boy would have the same attitude as himself.
Because, that is Miss Wanjun! A good girl who made the old man feel ashamed of the only one in his life!
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On the ancient battlefield, the wind was like a knife.
Li Shouhu was holding a spear, his eyes were horrifying.
A woman in white broke through the Dao Realm of Lei Gang with a single sword, and saved Xia Zhoujia and Gongye Futu at a critical moment. These methods are really powerful!
who is she?
The old man in the Confucian robe holding the purple jade Ruyi frowned.
In the world, the most fearful thing is just in case.
The appearance of the woman in white made the old man in the Confucian robe not help feeling vigilant.
Yun Wuxiang fanned the feather fan in his hand, smiling, and a strange color appeared on his handsome and bewitching face.
Seeing Su Wanjun appearing, Hei Ya let out a "Yo Ho" and said, "Who am I? It turned out to be that poor man who chased after the Lord of Sword Emperor City all those years ago!"
The eyes were full of jokes, "Miss Wanjun, why don't you think about me, Heiya? Among other things, I'm quite good at Shuangxiu..."
Yun Wuxiang suddenly reminded: "Be careful!"
A sword energy suddenly appeared in the void.
Mr. Suwan walked with the sword like a ray of light.
boom! ! !
The giant sword in Hei Ya's hand exploded.
In the blast of fragments, the figure of the sword cultivator who had been expelled by the master of Sword Emperor City shot backwards like a kite with a broken string.
He coughed up blood from his lips, and his face changed drastically.
And Su Wanjun followed her like a shadow, passing by with her sword again.
boom! ! !
Black Cliff's body was torn apart.
Blood was splashed, and the roar shook the sky.
Su Wanjun still didn't give up, the scarlet sword energy in her hand let out an earth-shattering roar, and slashed away again.
The black crow's primordial spirit was full of horror, and there was no time to dodge.
At the critical moment, a ray of silver light fell, engulfing the soul of the black crow, and disappeared in place out of thin air.
boom!
Su Wanjun cut through the air with one sword, but this ancient battlefield was split into a huge crack like an abyss.
The entire secret world trembled violently.
In one breath, he smashed the giant sword and broke the body, and he was only a moment away from completely beheading Heiya!
That domineering and fierce demeanor immediately shocked the audience.
He Bo grinned, Miss Wanjun's character is still the same as before!
He clearly remembered that only when she was in front of the elder, Miss Wanjun's temperament would become as gentle as water, reserved, quiet, gentle and pleasant.
But some old people in Sword Emperor City know that Miss Wanjun has a very temper and murderous intentions.
If there is a disagreement, the sword will be drawn.
If you don't kill a few people who don't open your eyes, you will never give up.
"Miss Wanjun is here, it's great..."
A simple and honest smile appeared on Gongye Futu's resolute face.
If he had to find a female sword cultivator whom he respected the most in his life, it must be Miss Wanjun!
A long time ago, Gongye Futu firmly believed that no matter how many peerless fairies and heroines there are in the heaven and earth, only Miss Wanjun is worthy of the Grand Master!
In the distance, Hei Ya's cheeks were livid.
The old man in the Confucian robe looked dignified.
Yun Wuxiang suddenly slapped Heiya on the face, causing the latter's soul to tremble violently, and fell down hard.
He looked at Yun Wuxiang in disbelief.
"Miss Wanjun, how can you slander someone like Miss Wanjun?"
Yun Wuxiang's eyes were cold, and he did not hide his disgust, "If you hadn't made a lot of contributions in the past years, just based on your unsightly performance just now, I would kill you with my own hands!"
Before, he was always smiling, chic and coquettish, but now, his handsome face is full of coldness!
Hei Ya lowered his head and remained silent.
He had just experienced a life-and-death calamity, and if it hadn't been for Yun Wuxiang's action, he would have died under Su Wanjun's sword.
"Miss Wanjun, long time no see."
For the first time ever, when Yun Wuxiang met Su Wanjun, he bowed to him quite solemnly.
Su Wanjun's eyes were cold, and she said: "Don't be polite to me, and I won't be polite to you either!"
As she spoke, she raised the Dao sword in her hand and was about to strike.
Yun Wulian hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Ms. Wanjun might as well listen to me first, this time to kill..."
Before she could finish speaking, Su Wanjun came to her violently.
Dressed in white clothes, like a stream of snow-white light, flashing towards him, the sword energy is strong, the sword intent is fierce, terrifying to the point of inconceivable.
Yun Wuxiang's eyelids twitched, and he waved the feather fan in his hand.
boom!
The world collapsed.
As the sword energy flew all over the sky, Yun Wuxiang's figure retreated hundreds of feet away.
That golden robe was originally an incomparably mysterious Dao treasure, but at this time there was a sword mark! Yun Wuxiang didn't care about these things at all, he said helplessly: "Miss Wanjun, you should be clear that although my little uncle has always regarded the sword cultivator in Sword Emperor City as a deadly enemy, but he favors you very much, Infatuated, at the beginning...
..."
boom!
Su Wanjun started again.
Without saying a word, she took a step forward, her sword energy was like a red dragon coming out of an abyss, her overbearing boundless.
Yun Wuxiang frowned, obviously angry.
But in the end, he didn't dare to take the sword head-on, and moved his figure away, avoiding it far away.
"Miss Wanjun, since you showed up, I'll give you some face, and let's stop today's matter."
Yun Wuxiang raised a finger and said seriously, "But, it's just this one chance, next time I, Yun, will..."
Suddenly, the red sword light flashed.
The figure of Yun Wuxiang avoided again.
However, one of his fingers was cut off and exploded into blood mist!
All of a sudden, Yun Wuxiang's incomparably handsome face turned livid, with murderous intent in his eyes.
But at this moment, Jun Suwan finally said, "You don't need to give me face, and you don't have to be polite. Here, life and death are the difference between life and death."
boom!
Her robe fluttered, and the sword energy shot up into the sky like a horse, and the entire ancient battlefield was violently turbulent.
On that graceful and slender figure, the power and influence are stronger than before!
Yun Wuxiang raised his hand and threw out a golden talisman.
Inside the talisman, there are densely twisted lines written in seal script, like countless earthworms wriggling.
With the appearance of the talisman, a vast and endless golden divine brilliance suddenly appeared, the world was suddenly darkened, and the void collapsed, as if it could not bear the power of the golden talisman.
It can be vaguely seen that there are eight Taoist mantras written in the talisman, "the mysteries are boundless, and the magic power is boundless".
But in just a moment, this golden talisman was smashed into pieces by Su Wanjun's sword!
Her power is too terrifying, like a burning red glow, the sword energy in her hand is roaring, flowing hundreds of millions of rays of light.
If a young monk sees this scene, he will definitely find that Su Wanjun at this moment is far more terrifying than the strength displayed on the long river of fate!
Totally like a different person.
The world is in turmoil.
The raging golden flame roared like a tide, and the world was dyed golden.
"Su Wan-jun!!"
Yun Wuxiang's eyes were terrifying, his face full of murderous intent, "I really thought..."
Speaking of this, his voice was interrupted again, and his face changed again.
Because, Su Wanjun killed the Confucian robed old man this time.
The attack was hasty, the Confucian robed old man had just sacrificed Zi Ruyi, when Su Wanjun's sword had already struck head-on.
Click!
Zi Ruyi exploded.
The body of the Confucian robed old man split into two halves like paper paste, and the ground on which he stood was completely split.
This is indeed splitting the land of this secret world, revealing a crack in the entire secret world!
"died?"
Hei Ya's eyes widened.
Before, he thought that the reason why his Taoist body was destroyed by Su Wanjun was because he was careless and was caught off guard by that woman.
But at this time, after witnessing the killing of the Confucian robed old man, he finally realized the gap between himself and Su Wanjun!
"Walk!"
Yun Wuxiang spoke suddenly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he and Heiya's primordial spirit were enveloped in a ray of silver divine brilliance, and disappeared out of thin air.
He Bo and Gongye Futu couldn't help being surprised.
They never expected that Ruyun Wuxiang, a peerless demon emperor who had been named to be killed by the elder, would choose to retreat at this moment.
The world was in turmoil, smoke and dust billowed, although Yun Wuxiang had left, his voice still echoed in the field:
"Suwan-jun, I'm sure, if my little uncle knows you're here, he will definitely come to you!"
"By then...haha, something interesting will definitely happen!"
The sound echoed for a long time.
Su Wanjun stood there, her skirt fluttering, and a look of unwillingness appeared on the brow.
"Unfortunately, this body is too weak, otherwise, it would not be difficult to kill Yun Wuxiang."
Su Wanjun sighed quietly.
As she spoke, she seemed to realize something, "Go!"
With a wave of the sleeve robe, He Bo and Gongye Futu were teleported away.
Just as they left, the entire secret realm collapsed.
On the long river of fate, a gate of eternity collapsed and annihilated, completely dissipating in the torrent of fate.
He Bo looked at Su Wanjun strangely.
Before that, it was Su Wanjun's sword that split the land of the secret realm of the ancient battlefield, which caused the secret realm to be destroyed.
And if they didn't leave in time, they would most likely be submerged at the bottom of the long river of fate with that secret realm.
If so, they will all suffer!
"Miss Wanjun, what are you looking at?"
Gongye Futu noticed that Jun Suwan was standing on a wave of fate, looking left and right.
"I want to kill that Yun Wuxiang."
Su Wanjun's tone was cold, "It's just that I didn't expect them to escape so simply, without leaving a trace."
She looked away, regretfully.
Gongye Futu and He Bo looked at each other, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, it's still the familiar Miss Wanjun.
"How are your injuries?" Su Wanjun asked.
Both He Bo and He Bo shook their heads, expressing that there was no problem.
"I want to go back to God's Domain and say goodbye to him, otherwise, it will be too late."
As Su Wanjun spoke, she walked away.
Coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry.
He Bo said with emotion: "Miss Wanjun really hasn't changed at all."
"Fart, Miss Wanjun looks different from before."
Gongye Futu said spontaneously, "However, they are all equally beautiful, they can be called unique in the world, unparalleled in ancient and modern times!"
He Bo was silent for a while, then sighed: "We... can't go back..."
In a word, Gongye Futu was stunned.
This time, they showed their supernatural power and killed the river of fate, but they were also targeted by the order of fate.
Let alone returning to God's Domain right now, even if you stay on this long river of fate, you will be regarded as heresy by the order of fate all the time, and catastrophe will be imminent at any time.
Unless, they choose to hide like a bastard and never show their heads for the rest of their lives.
Otherwise, you can only choose to leave the river of fate and go to the other shore!
Gongye Futu said with a complex expression: "I originally wanted to meet Su Yi again."
With subtle eyes, He Bo said, "If you say that, you already approve of Su Yi?"
Gongye Futu said without hesitation: "I listen to Miss Wanjun!"
"You old bastard suddenly lost your own position? You are really a strong wall grass!"
He Bo made a sarcasm.
Gongye Futu sneered: "What about you?"
He Bo said without hesitation, "I am the same."
As he said that, He Bo grinned, "For this kind of thing, the most important thing is Miss Wanjun's attitude!"
Gongye Futu had a look of contempt, he had already guessed that this old boy would have the same attitude as himself.
Because, that is Miss Wanjun! A good girl who made the old man feel ashamed of the only one in his life!
On the ancient battlefield, the wind was like a knife. Li Shouhu was holding a spear, his eyes were horrifying. A woman in white broke through the Dao Realm of Lei Gang with a single sword, and saved Xia Zhoujia and Gongye Futu at a critical moment. These methods are really powerful! who is she? The old man in the Confucian robe holding the purple jade Ruyi frowned. In the world, the most fearful thing is just in case. The appearance of the woman in white made the old man in the Confucian robe not help feeling vigilant. Yun Wuxiang fanned the feather fan in his hand, smiling, and a strange color appeared on his handsome and bewitching face. Seeing Su Wanjun appearing, Hei Ya let out a "Yo Ho" and said, "Who am I? It turned out to be that poor man who chased after the Lord of Sword Emperor City all those years ago!" The eyes were full of jokes, "Miss Wanjun, why don't you think about me, Heiya? Among other things, I'm quite good at Shuangxiu..." Yun Wuxiang suddenly reminded: "Be careful!" A sword energy suddenly appeared in the void. Mr. Suwan walked with the sword like a ray of light. boom! ! ! The giant sword in Hei Ya's hand exploded. In the blast of fragments, the figure of the sword cultivator who had been expelled by the master of Sword Emperor City shot backwards like a kite with a broken string. He coughed up blood from his lips, and his face changed drastically. And Su Wanjun followed her like a shadow, passing by with her sword again. boom! ! ! Black Cliff's body was torn apart. Blood was splashed, and the roar shook the sky. Su Wanjun still didn't give up, the scarlet sword energy in her hand let out an earth-shattering roar, and slashed away again. The black crow's primordial spirit was full of horror, and there was no time to dodge. At the critical moment, a ray of silver light fell, engulfing the soul of the black crow, and disappeared in place out of thin air. boom! Su Wanjun cut through the air with one sword, but this ancient battlefield was split into a huge crack like an abyss. The entire secret world trembled violently. In one breath, he smashed the giant sword and broke the body, and he was only a moment away from completely beheading Heiya! That domineering and fierce demeanor immediately shocked the audience. He Bo grinned, Miss Wanjun's character is still the same as before! He clearly remembered that only when she was in front of the elder, Miss Wanjun's temperament would become as gentle as water, reserved, quiet, gentle and pleasant. But some old people in Sword Emperor City know that Miss Wanjun has a very temper and murderous intentions. If there is a disagreement, the sword will be drawn. If you don't kill a few people who don't open your eyes, you will never give up. "Miss Wanjun is here, it's great..." A simple and honest smile appeared on Gongye Futu's resolute face. If he had to find a female sword cultivator whom he respected the most in his life, it must be Miss Wanjun! A long time ago, Gongye Futu firmly believed that no matter how many peerless fairies and heroines there are in the heaven and earth, only Miss Wanjun is worthy of the Grand Master! In the distance, Hei Ya's cheeks were livid. The old man in the Confucian robe looked dignified. Yun Wuxiang suddenly slapped Heiya on the face, causing the latter's soul to tremble violently, and fell down hard. He looked at Yun Wuxiang in disbelief. "Miss Wanjun, how can you slander someone like Miss Wanjun?" Yun Wuxiang's eyes were cold, and he did not hide his disgust, "If you hadn't made a lot of contributions in the past years, just based on your unsightly performance just now, I would kill you with my own hands!" Before, he was always smiling, chic and coquettish, but now, his handsome face is full of coldness! Hei Ya lowered his head and remained silent. He had just experienced a life-and-death calamity, and if it hadn't been for Yun Wuxiang's action, he would have died under Su Wanjun's sword. "Miss Wanjun, long time no see." For the first time ever, when Yun Wuxiang met Su Wanjun, he bowed to him quite solemnly. Su Wanjun's eyes were cold, and she said: "Don't be polite to me, and I won't be polite to you either!" As she spoke, she raised the Dao sword in her hand and was about to strike. Yun Wulian hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Ms. Wanjun might as well listen to me first, this time to kill..." Before she could finish speaking, Su Wanjun came to her violently. Dressed in white clothes, like a stream of snow-white light, flashing towards him, the sword energy is strong, the sword intent is fierce, terrifying to the point of inconceivable. Yun Wuxiang's eyelids twitched, and he waved the feather fan in his hand. boom! The world collapsed. As the sword energy flew all over the sky, Yun Wuxiang's figure retreated hundreds of feet away. That golden robe was originally an incomparably mysterious Dao treasure, but at this time there was a sword mark! Yun Wuxiang didn't care about these things at all, he said helplessly: "Miss Wanjun, you should be clear that although my little uncle has always regarded the sword cultivator in Sword Emperor City as a deadly enemy, but he favors you very much, Infatuated, at the beginning... ..." boom! Su Wanjun started again. Without saying a word, she took a step forward, her sword energy was like a red dragon coming out of an abyss, her overbearing boundless. Yun Wuxiang frowned, obviously angry. But in the end, he didn't dare to take the sword head-on, and moved his figure away, avoiding it far away. "Miss Wanjun, since you showed up, I'll give you some face, and let's stop today's matter." Yun Wuxiang raised a finger and said seriously, "But, it's just this one chance, next time I, Yun, will..." Suddenly, the red sword light flashed. The figure of Yun Wuxiang avoided again. However, one of his fingers was cut off and exploded into blood mist! All of a sudden, Yun Wuxiang's incomparably handsome face turned livid, with murderous intent in his eyes. But at this moment, Jun Suwan finally said, "You don't need to give me face, and you don't have to be polite. Here, life and death are the difference between life and death." boom! Her robe fluttered, and the sword energy shot up into the sky like a horse, and the entire ancient battlefield was violently turbulent. On that graceful and slender figure, the power and influence are stronger than before! Yun Wuxiang raised his hand and threw out a golden talisman. Inside the talisman, there are densely twisted lines written in seal script, like countless earthworms wriggling. With the appearance of the talisman, a vast and endless golden divine brilliance suddenly appeared, the world was suddenly darkened, and the void collapsed, as if it could not bear the power of the golden talisman. It can be vaguely seen that there are eight Taoist mantras written in the talisman, "the mysteries are boundless, and the magic power is boundless". But in just a moment, this golden talisman was smashed into pieces by Su Wanjun's sword! Her power is too terrifying, like a burning red glow, the sword energy in her hand is roaring, flowing hundreds of millions of rays of light. If a young monk sees this scene, he will definitely find that Su Wanjun at this moment is far more terrifying than the strength displayed on the long river of fate! Totally like a different person. The world is in turmoil. The raging golden flame roared like a tide, and the world was dyed golden. "Su Wan-jun!!" Yun Wuxiang's eyes were terrifying, his face full of murderous intent, "I really thought..." Speaking of this, his voice was interrupted again, and his face changed again. Because, Su Wanjun killed the Confucian robed old man this time. The attack was hasty, the Confucian robed old man had just sacrificed Zi Ruyi, when Su Wanjun's sword had already struck head-on. Click! Zi Ruyi exploded. The body of the Confucian robed old man split into two halves like paper paste, and the ground on which he stood was completely split. This is indeed splitting the land of this secret world, revealing a crack in the entire secret world! "died?" Hei Ya's eyes widened. Before, he thought that the reason why his Taoist body was destroyed by Su Wanjun was because he was careless and was caught off guard by that woman. But at this time, after witnessing the killing of the Confucian robed old man, he finally realized the gap between himself and Su Wanjun! "Walk!" Yun Wuxiang spoke suddenly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he and Heiya's primordial spirit were enveloped in a ray of silver divine brilliance, and disappeared out of thin air. He Bo and Gongye Futu couldn't help being surprised. They never expected that Ruyun Wuxiang, a peerless demon emperor who had been named to be killed by the elder, would choose to retreat at this moment. The world was in turmoil, smoke and dust billowed, although Yun Wuxiang had left, his voice still echoed in the field: "Suwan-jun, I'm sure, if my little uncle knows you're here, he will definitely come to you!" "By then...haha, something interesting will definitely happen!" The sound echoed for a long time. Su Wanjun stood there, her skirt fluttering, and a look of unwillingness appeared on the brow. "Unfortunately, this body is too weak, otherwise, it would not be difficult to kill Yun Wuxiang." Su Wanjun sighed quietly. As she spoke, she seemed to realize something, "Go!" With a wave of the sleeve robe, He Bo and Gongye Futu were teleported away. Just as they left, the entire secret realm collapsed. On the long river of fate, a gate of eternity collapsed and annihilated, completely dissipating in the torrent of fate. He Bo looked at Su Wanjun strangely. Before that, it was Su Wanjun's sword that split the land of the secret realm of the ancient battlefield, which caused the secret realm to be destroyed. And if they didn't leave in time, they would most likely be submerged at the bottom of the long river of fate with that secret realm. If so, they will all suffer! "Miss Wanjun, what are you looking at?" Gongye Futu noticed that Jun Suwan was standing on a wave of fate, looking left and right. "I want to kill that Yun Wuxiang." Su Wanjun's tone was cold, "It's just that I didn't expect them to escape so simply, without leaving a trace." She looked away, regretfully. Gongye Futu and He Bo looked at each other, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, it's still the familiar Miss Wanjun. "How are your injuries?" Su Wanjun asked. Both He Bo and He Bo shook their heads, expressing that there was no problem. "I want to go back to God's Domain and say goodbye to him, otherwise, it will be too late." As Su Wanjun spoke, she walked away. Coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry. He Bo said with emotion: "Miss Wanjun really hasn't changed at all." "Fart, Miss Wanjun looks different from before." Gongye Futu said spontaneously, "However, they are all equally beautiful, they can be called unique in the world, unparalleled in ancient and modern times!" He Bo was silent for a while, then sighed: "We... can't go back..." In a word, Gongye Futu was stunned. This time, they showed their supernatural power and killed the river of fate, but they were also targeted by the order of fate. Let alone returning to God's Domain right now, even if you stay on this long river of fate, you will be regarded as heresy by the order of fate all the time, and catastrophe will be imminent at any time. Unless, they choose to hide like a bastard and never show their heads for the rest of their lives. Otherwise, you can only choose to leave the river of fate and go to the other shore! Gongye Futu said with a complex expression: "I originally wanted to meet Su Yi again." With subtle eyes, He Bo said, "If you say that, you already approve of Su Yi?" Gongye Futu said without hesitation: "I listen to Miss Wanjun!" "You old bastard suddenly lost your own position? You are really a strong wall grass!" He Bo made a sarcasm. Gongye Futu sneered: "What about you?" He Bo said without hesitation, "I am the same." As he said that, He Bo grinned, "For this kind of thing, the most important thing is Miss Wanjun's attitude!" Gongye Futu had a look of contempt, he had already guessed that this old boy would have the same attitude as himself. Because, that is Miss Wanjun! A good girl who made the old man feel ashamed of the only one in his life!
