The Suzaku envoy also discovered this problem. Now that they are fighting away from home, Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty can delay, but she cannot. The longer she delays, the more disadvantageous it will be for her.

Therefore, she must break away from the battle and escape from Qingliang City in the shortest possible time.

While the seventh-level monks in Qingliang City were still debating whether to take action, someone took the lead in joining the battlefield.

The Sixth Realm of Dzogchen Sword Dao Overhaul, Meng San!

Meng San, holding a black long sword, stood far away and did not choose to get close to the battlefield.

He still knows how much he weighs, and it will not help if he rashly joins the battle now, and may even make the situation more chaotic.

But he had to go, he had a premonition that the opportunity for him to advance to the seventh realm would be at this moment.

He had vague signs of a breakthrough more than half a year ago, and now he finally found a way to break through that natural chasm, and that was to use his sword! He tried his best to attack the stronger one at the cost of his life!

"Eh? These people from the Immortal Dynasty are at odds with each other? Why are they backstabbing their teammates?"

"The big-breasted sister is so fierce. One of them suppresses three of them and beats her!"

"I'm considering whether to join the Soul-Eating Cult, if we are all big sisters like this."

"Who is that old man? If you don't rush up and fight, you'll still be paddling on the edge."

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The players all came alive with melon seeds and drinks, chatting and shouting yo yo yo while watching the live broadcast. This was much more enjoyable than watching any movie.

Look at the monks dressed as generals, waving their hands with cool skills, the clothes are colorful and the wind is horses, and the ice is turning into phoenixes one after another!

There is also a long sword dragon that is half the size of Qingliang City controlled by the gray-robed old man. It raises its head and roars silently, shocking thousands of Qingliang people, showing the style of swordsmanship!

I wonder which boy wouldn’t be moved!

It's just that the topless muscular tyrant has a bit of a stretch on his crotch. He just goes up and shakes his fists, but there's no special effect at all. It's embarrassing! Don't expose your top next time, remember to take off your skirt as well.

If Ying Xi knew what the players were thinking, they would probably cry if they felt aggrieved.

What do you mean there are no special effects! This is a symbol of controlling the power to the limit, okay? Without a trace of power leaking out, isn't it better than those two flashy ones? Didn't you see that the air would collapse with every punch he punched?

Countless players dream that when their level reaches a high level in the future, they will be able to perform as coolly as Taoist cultivators and sword cultivators in heaven. Are they afraid that girls will not embrace them?

"Look at the old man paddling, he's moving!"

This cry caused the players to turn their cameras to Meng San, wanting to see what the old man was planning.

I saw Meng San holding the knife in his left hand, his long arm hanging, and the blade pointing forward.

Slowly closing his eyes, the invisible sword intention slowly began to condense, which contained his life-long faith and persistence!

As an orphan when he was young, he became crazy about practicing swordsmanship. While picking up garbage every day, he also secretly learned some skills at the martial arts gym in the town.

When he was young, he was accepted as a closed disciple by the master of the martial arts gym. He taught him all he had learned and even betrothed his own daughter to this young man whom he valued very much.

When he was a young man, he succeeded the master of the martial arts hall and it was also the day of his wedding. Evil monks attacked and everyone in the martial arts hall died in battle, including his master and his wife.

He was the only one lingering on his last breath, wanting to die but not dying!

When he was middle-aged, he sought out a famous teacher from the Fairy Mountain for revenge, but he refused on the grounds that he was old and had dull qualifications.

Just when he was desperate, he unexpectedly obtained a skill and a sword technique in a secret realm. From then on, his previous name was buried by himself.

There is one less frustrated and lonely person among the mortals, and in the world of cultivation there is a stunningly talented sword master, Meng San!

The unyieldingness of childhood, the pride of youth, the despair of youth, the misery of middle age, and the pleasure of chopping off the enemy one by one in revenge!

The sword intention that he has transformed into in his life, everything about him, has been integrated into the current sword.

The four people who were fighting suddenly stopped fighting. The monks from the sixth realm and above in Qingliang City all looked at Meng San in the sky.

"He is finally going to take that step." As an old friend of Meng San, Wu Yangshuo sighed and was a little relieved.

Suzaku's expression was solemn, and she felt threatened from the knife wrapped in brilliant colors.

Although it was not fatal, it was just a sword that a sixth-level monk was about to swing. Even if it only caused her some minor injuries, it would be enough to brag about for a hundred years.

After all, the last person to successfully kill an evildoer in the late Seventh Realm with a Sixth Realm body was the banished immortal Chen Hua!

Moreover, once she is injured, it will be greatly difficult for her to escape.

Thinking of this, Zhuque didn't hesitate any longer.

Putting his hands together, a Suzaku feather appeared behind him, and then the flames surged and turned into the spirit of Suzaku. Different from the illusory shadow of the Green Dragon's right envoy, the Suzaku behind the Suzaku envoy seemed to be the real four spirits coming into the world!

The ferocious flames swept across the entire clear sky, dyeing the sky and the earth red.

If it weren't for the existence of the city defense formation, this city would have been reduced to nothing in an instant.

Even so, the players watching the fun below were sweating so much that they had to take out their popsicles to cool down.

The ice phoenix condensed by Fu Changxing using Taoism also had a tendency to melt under such high temperatures, and the dark clouds above were directly burned into water vapor by the flames.

Ying Xi's whole body was so red that if he hadn't run so fast, he would have been burned on the spot.

The spiritual sword in the hand of the worshiper surnamed Chu also melted half. Looking at the flames soaring into the sky, he could only sigh and shake his head.

This move of the Suzaku Master should be the ultimate trick, its power is comparable to the peak of the Seventh Realm.

In addition to the emperor, the Immortal Dynasty naturally has top monks and generals guarding the four borders. Fu Changxing is just the weakest one. Among the other three, one is in the late seventh realm and two are at the peak of the seventh realm.

Not to mention those far away, there is also a hall master at the peak of the seventh realm who is in retreat in their worship hall.

I thought it was just a simple task, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. I guess it's time for the hall master to leave seclusion.

The Suzaku user who used the trick to press the box did not talk nonsense to them. Her move required a huge price and did not last long. She directly controlled Suzaku to rush out of the three interceptors, kill Meng San, and break through the big enemy.

Go in formation.

At this time, Meng San finally opened his eyes, raised his left hand sharply, and aimed at the Suzaku user with a slash that was the pinnacle of his life.

Boundless water rose from the ground, and the entire Qingliang City river rolled up into the sky. Along with Meng San's movement, it turned into a roaring alien beast and rushed straight towards Suzaku.

Qinglao sat at the bottom of the palace without water. Was there no water in his house?

As if his dignity had been challenged, even a Suzaku transformed from a Suzaku feather was not something that a small six-level monk could challenge. The monstrous flames poured downwards, vowing to melt the sword together with its owner!

It was as smooth as a hot knife cutting through butter. The strange beast formed by the water was instantly shrunk by the high temperature of the Suzaku flame and cut into two halves.

But even so, he refused to regret and moved forward bravely! He bit Suzaku's wing, making that part of Suzaku dim a little.

The next second, Meng San was flapped by the furious Suzaku and flew upside down into Qingliang City, collapsing countless buildings.

The Suzaku envoy glanced coldly at the three people who were still trying to stop her, then stood on Suzaku's back and rushed directly towards the gap in the formation that had just been created by the aftermath of the battle.

As long as she goes out, it's up to her to fight or run!

The old man surnamed Chu was secretly anxious as to why the hall master didn't take action yet. This enchantress was about to run away.

Just when Suzaku's head was stretched out, and the players thought the mission was about to fail, a majestic fist filled with the emperor's dragon energy fell from the sky, and hammered Suzaku into a melon skin with one punch!

Two dragons pulled the imperial chariot and rushed in from a distance. They roared, shocking the world and announcing the identity of the visitor!

Ying Xi and everyone in Qingliang City who saw this fist looked at the imperial chariot in surprise. There was only one person in Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty who could mobilize the emperor's dragon energy:
Chapter completed!