Yingluo didn't like Sports. Qiong's nose was a little wrinkled. Danfeng's eyes fell on the middle-aged Taoist nun opposite her, and she said, "Are you looking for death?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest did not answer. He narrowed his eyes back and the wide robe bulged.

According to Ye Fengsheng's words just now, today's affairs are imminent. If this son is not removed, Kunlun's future will not be peaceful, and its harm will even exceed that of the Bone Spirit Green Sculpture! If we want to get rid of it, we must choose the Bone Spirit Green Sculpture that we can plant. Otherwise, when the Ye family comes in the future, Kunlun will still be nothing.

Yingluo stopped talking. The spirit of the beast was much hotter than that of the monk, and the beast's Aqing was much more irritable than the monk. Because of this, after confirming the current purpose of the Kunlun monk, she took the lead in launching an attack. She rushed forward. Every step of her thin body made the earth tremble.

In the air, Ye Fengsheng did not take any enemy seriously. Most of the old Kunlun men had seen the methods just now. They thought Ye Fengsheng was not a difficult opponent, or they thought that Lu Mingxuan was more important than Ye Fengsheng in the name of "Kunlun Sword Immortal". Therefore, only one person had come to Ye Fengsheng for interception. The remaining three people rushed to Lu Mingxuan and looked down at the penetrating wound on his chest.

Fighting is not for strength, but for people. When there are few enemies, the most important thing is to start first and for the best!

Ye Fengsheng's inner aura had formed a momentum. The Kunlun old man in front of him could stop. Before he could react, Ye Fengsheng rushed straight away and attacked with a condensed aura. His hands and feet were as heavy as Mount Tai. He smashed the unexpected Kunlun old man to pieces with one punch.

Go out and fly backwards nearly 100 meters in the air, but they can't stop the force.

Without real hands, Old Kunlun seemed to underestimate the strength of Ye Fengsheng's fist and feet. After eating this fist, his blood rolled up, and even his originally smooth spirit had a little stagnation. When he was shocked, Ye Fengsheng's feet were pressed on his eyes.

He would not be deceived again after losing. After avoiding the foot that could smash the stone, he smashed Ye Fengsheng's knee with the back of his hand. At the same time, he raised a horizontal bar from the bottom to the top with his other hand, which was obviously a way to interrupt Ye Fengsheng's retreat.

Ye Fengsheng could no longer deal with him. He had a magical weapon to protect his body. Even if this old man wanted to duel with him, he would not hesitate to exchange one knife for another, let alone a wound. When the old Wang's an attack, Ye Fengsheng raised his fist and greeted his sun.

Before the fist arrived, the gust of wind came first. This unusual force immediately put a clear mark on the temple of Lao Kunlun.

Enough!

Ye Fengsheng gave me a punch just now, and I know what kind of power it is. If I have a fist, even if I am lucky, I will get sick. Now I am in Kunlun, and my number is the advantage. Ye Fengsheng can't escape even if he puts wings. Why do I have to fight such a life for a while and make me feel very painful?

At that moment, I felt that my behavior was very uneconomical. The old Kunlun man retreated quickly.

Ye Fengsheng didn't give him a chance. He fell on the bed. He was even stronger. He smashed Lao Hunda's head with his fist, and his body was shocked. The rest of his hands hit his fist hard. These two forces overlapped, which shows how angry it was.

The ripples that erupted from the gathering place, like a mountain torrent, poured on his head, showing a hint of panic, but they did not fly over his head. After all, they were also monks in the field of alchemy. For ordinary people, it is not common to compare their bodies when they are trained by halos. But even so, Ye Fengsheng's fist, the intersection of these two forces, makes it difficult for them to fall, and obviously, there will be no time to wake up.

The falling body naturally caused an unnatural distraction in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist below. Yingluo seized the opportunity and rose again and again. His slender hands found an opportunity to land heavily on most of the middle-aged Taoism, and his power was released. The three palm trees were lined up. The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to make full use of his shortcomings, but his steps were still stable and normal. There was no difference or discomfort except for a wide robe shaking with a surging wave.

Yingluo did not believe in evil. Danfeng's eyes were flashing with evil spirits. When her big genius flashed, she jumped to middle age.

The Green Frost Sword that fell on the ground shivered. At the moment when the unique cold sword made a sound, the sword body soared into the sky. It accurately entered Lu Mingxuan's hand Zheng. At this time, Lu Mingxuan's whole body was covered by the sword light. The coldness of the Green Frost Sword slowly spread from the palm of the sword, from the arm to the torso, and even the hot blood flowed out of the chest under the cover of the cold. It was a piece of black and red frost ice.

It turned out to be a very handsome monk, and now he was standing in the air, his body was completely covered with cold blue frost, and his face seemed somewhat penetrating in the cold.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and had nothing.

At this time, he naturally felt the changes in Lu Mingxuan's body. He concluded that Lu Mingxuan could not bear the insults of his words and was willing to fight against him with his life. However, he was not afraid. As long as he did not use blood feeding or the same means to cut his spirit to the end, there was still room for caution. Even if Lu Mingxuan used blood feeding, Ye Fengsheng would definitely regard the sword he swung before his death as a joke.

Of course, he would rather believe that Lu Mingxuan, who lives with Yutong and his son, would not be so humble that he would have to feed him with blood. Otherwise, he would not be the Kunlun Long Sword Immortal.

The two Kunlun elders standing next to Lu Mingxuan obviously understood their intentions. This is why they are so anxious.

Since Lu Mingxuan entered Kunlun, the entire Kunlun has provided the best growth environment and resources for the monks. Even the successors who lead Darao in the future should covet the resources he has!

But he is not jealous!

The entire Kunlun people know that Lu Mingxuan will become Kunlun’s sharpest sword in the future, which is a proof of Kunlun’s existence in the world, and a “world journey” in Kunlun Rao hundreds of years later.

Now, this sharpest sword in Kunlun, the "outside journey" given to us by Kunlun, will die with Ye Fengsheng at this moment!

If all this is true, even if Jin Kunlun kills Ye Fengsheng, it will not be a "suffering loss" to describe it! It is like a knife inserted into the heart!

"Ye Fengsheng insulted me, but he also insulted Master Yu. Due to Master Yu's kindness, Lu Mingxuan was lucky to come to Kunlun. He had no regrets about being in Kunlun. He only hoped that his bones could be buried next to Master Yu in the future, and then pour tea and water for Master Yu to repay his kindness."

The words in his mouth touched most of the wounds. Lu Mingxuan ignored the blood in his throat and stared at Ye Feng, saying: "Mr. Yu has done it to me, and he will do it. If you see Ye Fengsheng goodbye, I will take his life, but I have not done it the second time, nor the third time. Fortunately, it is the fourth time now. I will do my best to kill him for Kunlun. I promise to give you a lot of money!"
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