First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1812: Competition
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The ruins of the Dragon Palace are like a large secret world, isolated from the outside.
There is a barren, desolate and dilapidated scene everywhere, like an abandoned wasteland.
It is unimaginable that in the early days of the Great Desolation, what kind of catastrophe happened to the Dragon Palace clan in the East China Sea, which turned their "ancestral land" where they lived for generations into such ruins.
Su Yi stepped into the sky, his figure flickering like an electric light, and he took a step, and he was thousands of meters away, and his speed was shocking.
On the way, Su Yi couldn't help touching his nose when he remembered Xi Ning's previous letter.
I have to say, Xi Ning really takes care of him.
Don't want him to be involved in the storm.
On the other hand, does this not prove that in Xi Ning's heart, his strength is not enough to wrestle with the gods such as Qingxiao and Jin Zhuliu?
"If I were a little white face who eats soft rice, and encountered such thighs, I would definitely cling to it, obey my words, and never mess around..."
Su Yi's eyes were a little strange.
Xining comes from the God Realm, with a distinguished and special status, and he is a peerless power of the Taixuan class.
What is especially rare is that the temperament and appearance are peerless!
When it is quiet, it is ethereal and graceful, beautiful and vulgar, and it is so beautiful that it is enough to amaze all beings in the world.
And when she was angry, she was so strong, aloof and contemptuous!
Like a female emperor, overlooking the nine heavens and ten places.
Being so taken care of by such a peerless goddess, I am afraid that I would have been flattered and ecstatic to change to another man.
But Su Yi didn't.
Because he has always acted in his life, never relying on the sky or the ground, only relying on himself and the sword in his hand, and never bothered to find a backer.
Naturally it is impossible to be a little white face who eats soft rice.
"In the outside world, when I meet those god-child-level figures, I will still be afraid of three points, but in this Dragon Palace ruins...they are the ones who should be afraid and tremble!"
Su Yi's eyes were dark, and there was a hint of contempt.
In the outside world, it would be terrifying for those god-child-level figures to go all out regardless of the blow of the gods. After all, they all have the strength of the Taixuan level.
Even, even the servants around them have the Taoism of the Taihe order.
This is naturally appalling.
In addition, when he was outside, in order to avoid revealing his identity, Su Yi never used his saber and Samsara power, and it was difficult to display all his combat power.
It's different at the Dragon Palace Ruins.
He no longer needs to be afraid, let alone the problem of identity exposure!
"The funny thing is, those guys still see me as their prey, thinking I can just slaughter..."
Su Yi whispered in his heart.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, he sensed in the golden letter talisman that Fan Wei's breath suddenly changed, changing direction!
In this way, let alone meeting with Xi Ning, the distance from each other will only get farther and farther.
"Could it be that Fan Wei is in trouble?"
As Su Yi's thoughts turned, he immediately changed direction and chased after Fan Wei.
From his direction, if you use the power of the Myriad Boundaries Tree to move with all your strength, you will be able to join Fan Wei within half a quarter of an hour.
……
Fan Wei is running away with all his strength!
Shortly after entering the ruins of the Dragon Palace, he planned to join Xi Ning as soon as possible.
I didn't think about it, but soon after I acted, I met the son of God Jin Zhuliu.
A conflict erupted.
Fan Wei was not an opponent at all, so he chose to escape immediately.
Fortunately, the rules of heaven and earth in the ruins of the Dragon Palace are different from those of the outside world. Whether it is Fan Wei of the Taihe rank, or Jin Zhuliu of the Taixuan rank, they have to
Suppress the Taoist practice in the Taiwu class.
Otherwise, it will be suppressed by this world.
It is precisely because of this that Fan Wei has the opportunity to escape.
If you are in the realm of the gods...
With his strength, there is no chance for him to struggle at all, and he was killed by Jin Zhuliu of the Taixuan rank!
However, this is the case. Fan Wei was also severely injured when he fled.
The same is of the Taiwu rank, but the power and secret techniques mastered by the god-child characters like Jin Zhuliu are extremely terrifying, far from being comparable to Fan Wei!
"Fan Qi, I am not interested in killing small characters like you. As long as you are ready to capture, I promise to give you a chance to live."
In the back, Jin Zhuliu's voice came from afar.
His white clothes beat snow, his hair is a crown, and he has a dazzling demeanor. A purple flying sword floats in the palm of his hand. He walks slowly, but his speed is three points faster than moving.
We are approaching Fan Wei!
At this time, Fan Wei was badly injured, covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and his face was pale.
He ignored Jin Zhuliu, clenched his teeth, and tried his best to escape.
"Oh, stubborn."
Jin Zhuliu shook his head contemptuously.
Soon, Fan Wei's expression changed.
In all directions, there are terrifying auras roaring towards this side, and they are not concealed at all, and it is easy to find.
"No, Jin Zhuliu's helpers are here too!"
Fan Qi's heart sank.
"Look, no matter how much you try to escape, it will be in vain after all. Your compassion is beyond measure, Fan Wei, it's time to give up your resistance!"
Jin Zhuliu came from behind with a brisk voice.
At this moment, Fan Wei's eyes flashed ruthlessly, and he fled in the other direction.
He took out a golden talisman and sent it to Xi Ning:
"Young Master, I'm sorry that your subordinates can't join you. You must not come to rescue, otherwise, you will be besieged by those great enemies!"
After doing all this, Fan Wei took a deep breath and fled away desperately.
He won't implicate the young master because of himself.
This is a decision he must make as a squire.
As for life and death...
He never cared!
The only thing he regrets is that he has just arrived at the ruins of the Dragon Palace, and he has not been able to meet the young master again, so he will lose his life here...
The world is impermanent, and that's probably the case.
In front of them, a group of figures appeared, that was a group of immortal kings from Penglai Immortal Pavilion, aggressive.
Fan Wei's eyes shrank, abandoned his distracting thoughts, and clenched the black spear in his palm.
"Don't fight with him, order can stop it!"
Jin Zhuliu's voice sounded in time to remind those Immortal Kings.
"Yes!"
Those immortal kings took their orders, sacrificed their treasures, and shot with all their might.
Fan Qi's spear swept across the sky, rushing towards him, smashing through all obstacles like a broken bamboo, and breaking out of the encirclement in the blink of an eye. Even the formations of those Immortal Kings were scattered and flew out.
"This..." Those Immortal Kings were all astonished.
However, no matter how fast Fan Wei broke through the siege, he was eventually blocked. Jin Zhuliu seized the opportunity and raised his hand.
Shout!
The purple flying sword suspended in the palm shot out, slashing a **** wound on Fan Wei's back.
But Fan Wei ignored all these and fled with all his strength.
He was seriously injured, and he never thought about the possibility of his life. There was only one thought in his mind:
The farther you escape, the better for the young master!
"Duh!"
Suddenly, a thunderous sound rang out.
Fan Wei suddenly raised his head, and saw a golden pagoda, pressing towards him from the sky.
The pagoda became a thousand feet high, and the flames were like rain.
Just that kind of power made Fan Wei almost suffocate!
But he grinned, raised his hand and threw a purple secret talisman.
Boom!
The purple secret talisman turned into a taboo-like thunder of order, sweeping across the sky, blasting the pagoda out in one fell swoop.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fan Wei fled forward again.
"Ram Feather!"
While escaping, Fan Wei recognized that the one who had sacrificed the golden pagoda to stop him was another god, Gong Yangyu, which made his heart even more heavy.
"The talisman made by the ancestor of the ancient Xi clan 'Zhenyu Shenzun', the power of the law of the era contained in the 'Purple Soul Dao Lei' is indeed extraordinary."
The ram feathers put away the golden pagoda and frowned.
"He has been forced to use his trump cards, obviously he can't hold it anymore, hurry up!"
Gold rush reminder.
"Good!"
During the conversation, the two gods joined forces and attacked with all their might.
In addition, in different directions, the powerhouses of the same camp as them are all gathering here.
It's like a huge net, it's outflanking Fan Wei alone, and it's constantly tightening!
A moment later.
A cyan shadow came from a distance, raised its hand and fired a fiery red whip.
Goddess dance!
She wears wide-sleeved green clothes and has a graceful manner. When she moves, she is as swift as the wind. With a single whip, she smashes the void into pieces.
Fan Wei roared and waved his spear to shake him.
Click!
The spear was directly smashed and torn apart.
The fiery red whip fell on Fan Wei's body, hitting him upside down, leaving a shocking crack on his majestic body.
It gives people the feeling that if the force is stronger, it can smash his whole person to pieces!
"I really don't understand, you are just a slave of the ancient Xi clan, why do you work so hard?"
Qing Wu was carrying that fiery red whip, and her charming eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.
Fan Wei stood on the ground, his body was broken, the blood could not stop flowing, and he was seriously injured and dying.
But his spine is still standing straight.
Just, when he saw the scene around him, he couldn't help but sigh.
In all directions, the son of God Jin Zhuliu and Gong Yangyu came first, and further afield, some other powerful auras were converging here.
There is no doubt that he has been completely besieged, and there is no way out!
"Don't let him die, and use it as bait to catch Xi Ning and Li Xuanjun."
Jin Zhuliu spoke slowly.
"Sure enough, their purpose is not me at all, but the young master and fellow Daoist Li!"
Fan Qi's heart sank to the bottom.
"Alright, let's capture him first, and then deal with it when Qingxiao, Qin Jianshu and the others arrive."
Qing Wu smiled sweetly.
She flicked her wrist, and the fiery red whip swept up into the air~IndoMTL.com~ and swept towards Fan Wei.
At this moment, Fan Wei had no fear.
He had anticipated that today was doomed, how could he be afraid?
But...
Even if he dies, he will pull some backs to pave the way for the young master! !
When Qing Wu made a move, Fan Wei also moved.
The majestic body, which was broken and stained with blood, suddenly sounded a roaring sound like the sky, and his spirit was like burning, and his cultivation base was like opening the seal, and it suddenly skyrocketed.
At this moment, Fan Wei went out of his way, no longer suppressed his cultivation, and tried his best! !