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Feng Chuxue gathers the strongest sword of his body, focusing on selflessness and without any distractions.

The sword spirit is cold and the wind and snow are mixed together to make this world completely under the mercy of the wind and snow.

Tan Weiran's true energy has dried up, which everyone expected. If you can use the 50% sword spirit and have another sword, it is definitely not the mid-stage cultivation of the true kingdom, but at least in the late stage, or even the Lingyou Realm.

Yan Xingkong Jian Aobai and others paused their breathing, staring at them, placing their hopes in them, with hope and disappointment.

Unexpectedly, a sword with 50% sword soul could traumatize Lu Guanglin. Unexpectedly, a sword with 50% sword soul could not seriously damage Lu Guanglin.

Unfortunately, it is a pity that Tan Weiran temporarily exhausted his true energy and lost his combat power.

The wind blows snow left, which is the only sword and the only opportunity. If you still can't, you will destroy the young warrior's surrender.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lu Guanglin's unscrupulous laughter was enough to show his mood at this time: "Hahaha, my barren land is thousands of miles away, you dare to show it again when you return home from the snowy night. Haha, it turns out that Feng Chuxue is just a stubborn madman..."

The laughter was like the shadow of the night, making Yan Xingkong and others look dim.

This does not mean anything, it does not mean that young warriors are definitely inferior to old monks, nor does it mean that there are many. However, this represents something that is inexplicable. Only everyone knows what it means.

The wind blows the snow, and the stunning and beautiful sword spirit is thirty-five.

Tan Weiran. The stunning 50% sword soul.

If even these two people can't defeat Lu Guanglin, who else can?

Amid the deafening laughter, it seemed as if a light breeze was blowing gently. Lu Guanglin waved his sword, and his smile suddenly stopped abruptly, and waves of glow burst out from his body, and he turned his head in surprise...

A green light appeared quietly. Bobo penetrated the golden body, rippling ripples of the rays, penetrated and hit the door. Four petals exploded and hit the face. Lu Guanglin's head couldn't help but lean back, dragging his body back and fell down.

While leaning back, Lu Guanglin looked confused and didn't know what happened, which was really funny.

It was not Lu Guanglin, but everyone was confused. At this time, one of the true energy had dried up, and the other Feng Chuxue had tried his best to use the sword soul. So, who was attacking?

Everyone turned their eyes with the same expression... A green light hit Lu Guanglin's eyebrows, exploded with a bright red flower.

There was a joking voice mixed with: "If you smile so badly than a duck, you'd better kill him."

The heart-wrenching pain that came from his almost beaten face made Lu Guanglin understand what was going on in an instant.

It's him!

This time, everyone saw it in amazement. A green light ejaculated from Tan Weiran's mouth, with a cold murderous intent, hitting Lu Guanglin directly: "I really don't understand, what are you proud of!"

On one side is the snowy night with the wind blowing snow, and on the other side is the Qinglian breathing technique of telling Wuran.

Liang Zeng let out a deafening roar in this flash of lightning. It was too late.

The Dragon Pill can replenish essence, but unfortunately, compared to this time, the so-called rapid replenishment is still too slow. Tan Weiran only took one before starting and just took a little to make up for it, so he had time to cast the third green lotus.

Tan Weiran did not hesitate, secretly catalyzing a drop of essence and blood to replenish wood-based essence. It was almost the right time to continue, without having to brew. The fourth and fifth consecutive green lotus breathing technique easily hit Lu Guanglin.

What was surprising was that Lu Guanglin was hit by five green lotus in a row, three of which hit him firmly, and almost no gap. The fifth green lotus even hit Lu Guanglin's heart.

While his heart was pierced, Lu Guanglin would catalyze a drop of essence and blood. The moment his injury was healed, a cold sword quietly cut his head high into the sky without rest. The neck was frozen by frost and blood was not sprayed out.

Tan Weiran's clear voice suddenly said: "What's so proud of before the enemy dies?"

The reversal is just in the blink of an eye.

Today's battle will make many people understand a truth: a dead enemy is a good enemy.

Lu Guanglin, who defeated two young geniuses in a row and showed his power, died without saying a word. It did not meet his identity at all, nor did it meet the huge battle momentum.

If you die, you will die.

From Zhou Chenzu Xingsheng and others to Yan Xingkong Jian Aobai and others, they all took a breath of cold air and were speechless in silence.

In terms of strength, Lu Guanglin is really strong, and it was chosen by Luoxia Sect to support his face. It is conceivable that his strength is definitely more than the joining forces between Tan Weiran and Feng Chuxue. Even if Tan Weiran did his best to use the most powerful 50% sword spirit, it was still just a trauma to Lu Guanglin. As a result, he was reversed and died tragically at the hands of the two.

Some people may think that Lu Guanglin died unjustly and basically suppressed the two of them, but was reversed by a surprise attack and died in a short time. They did not die under the most powerful 50% sword spirit, but died in the Qinglian Breathing Technique and the Ice and Snow Night Attack.

However, if you die, you will die. In the battle of life and death, if you lose, you will lose, you will die.

Tan Weiran never cared about how a dead enemy was killed by himself and how aggrieved he died, unless this process could help him learn from his experience.

"The reaction is slower than I thought." Tan Weiran thought, shook his head secretly, expressionless, unable to say whether he was disappointed or sneered.

Liang Zeng's fury after being stunned was filled with a fury of fury: "Xu Weiran, you deserve to die! You deserve to die! You deserve to die a hundred and eighty times!"

Liang Zeng stomped his feet and shook his body, and the terrifying flames shone through the entire sky and the earth.

Feng Yiting and six others, then today's Qin Liang, Qin Chen, Lu Guanglin and the other three. When the names and numbers passed through their thoughts, Liang Zeng almost bit his teeth into pieces, and the Luoxia Sect had already broken nine people.

Liang Zeng roared in his heart. He should have taken action himself. He should have long since thought about "winning people with beautiful scenes". He tied himself up with many concerns. If he rushed forward, why would he fall to this point?

Liang Zeng looked around with a surging hatred. He hated Tan Weiran and the wind and snow, and even more hated the major forces around him who were hiding their heads and tails.

"The fifth-level secret technique, 50% of sword spirit, 30% of sword spirit. Unfortunately, after all, will you die at the hands of the Breaking Void Realm?"

Yan Xingkong and others felt a little sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox. Tan Weiran and the young wind and snow were young, so they were not the same.

Zhou Chen's eyelids raised upwards. He didn't know whether he was looking at the sky or doing something, but said to himself: "These two boys cannot be without help."

In the clouds, several powerful men including Zu Xingsheng looked down at this scene quietly. Duan Shuwen and the elders of Qiuzhi Palace were mixed in the crowd and watched coldly. Some people also stood in the distant mountains and admired this scene with great interest.

The unlucky Luoxia Sect is worth watching coldly or gloating.

Tan Weiran and Feng Chuxue's amazing performance and talent are enough to make many people interested.

There are also powerful cultivators from all walks of life, and there are also powerful cultivators hiding in the dark. This place is the martial arts fair, and there are not too many idle people who do nothing.

Some people see the mystery, while others don’t.

The two people who embrace the true realm are definitely not opponents to the Breaking Void Realm.

Unless Tan Weiran and Feng Chuxue have a fever and their brains evaporate, they will never be able to come to the door to seek death. Either there is a "master behind the scenes" behind them, or there are strong people as support helpers.

Who is the helper of the two?

Liang Zeng roared to the sky, like a burning fire god, instantly swaying through hundreds of feet of space, and suddenly a fury in front of him.

Tan Weiran was not panicked, and stood with Feng Chuxue without any rushing momentum, with clear eyes and no emotional fluctuations.

It seems light, but it is actually just right in the void.

Little by little, a little, a little wisp. The magic of Tianji gives people the feeling, like a wisp of invisible blue smoke waving, slowly turning into thousands of threads, wrapping up a space and locking it here.

What happened today, or what happened in this martial arts performance two days ago, was unexpected to everyone, and was unexpected to many people.

However, no matter how big the surprise is, it is definitely not as surprising as it is now.

Liang Zeng's punch was wrapped in a huge flame, and the temperature of the fire-turning true energy even burned the surrounding objects. This was a punch that vented anger and was full of overwhelming hatred!

The three-zhang space where he was located slowly stopped from the high-speed movement state, becoming slower and slower, becoming solidified. Liang Zeng clearly felt that the fluctuations were fluctuating from the outside and inside were touching him. It touched his body, his skin, his blood, and his muscles seemed to be frozen.

A wonderful wave of soul spreads quietly along the air, which is a familiar and unfamiliar feeling. Many people have never tried it in their entire lives, but for some reason, they know what it is when they feel it for the first time.

Purple Mansion Magical Power!

How could it be the Purple Mansion magical power?

Liang Zeng's soul was intense, his face full of surprise was filled with confusion, and the words he blurted out were not even on his lips, because his mouth seemed to be frozen.

In the solidified space, Liang Zeng's eyes looked at Tan Weiran slantedly, first confused, then suspicious, and then panic.

Tan Weiran was very familiar with similar expressions and said in a low voice: "Liang Zeng, you must not know how hard I endured it to force you to take action."

It would be very hard to endure it and not use its magical powers. Otherwise, Lu Guanglin would have died long ago.

Liang Zeng's thoughts were in a mess and suddenly felt an inexplicable fear. What exactly did it mean? He suddenly felt very uneasy.

Tan Weiran said in a deep voice: "Yang Tianqi is the one I want to kill the most! And you are the one I have been aiming at from the beginning."

Liang Zeng could not move for a moment, and his soul suddenly became intense and chaotic.

Tan Weiran slammed his fingers gently, and his solemn aura was heart-warming and biting.

The fingers were snapped to faith, and a figure with a majestic aura instantly spanned several miles, descending like a god descending to earth.
Chapter completed!