The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

Li Ci looked up suddenly and saw the person who was talking. A smile bloomed on his face.

"Hong Feifan!"

Li Ci's eyes lit up.

Finally, it's here!

"Li Ci!"

Hong Feifan's face was tight, twitching like a knife, his eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Li Ci.

He was stunned for a moment. Li Ci saw him and was not afraid at all. Instead, he was full of excitement and excitement.

What's going on?

Aren't they enemies?

What's the matter with you?

Li Ci narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the golden chariot behind Hong Feifan.

At each corner of the golden chariot stood a sturdy man.

Li Ci was slightly surprised that the four burly men were actually top-level martial gods.

Top-level martial gods as servants?

How noble must the people in the golden chariot be?

Came for him?

Li Ci was puzzled, but surprised!

"Hong Feifan!"

"What are you doing in Yanglong Temple?"

Master Haomeng scolded.

"It's none of your business, old man, you'd better not meddle in other people's business."

Hong Feifan was murderous.

"Looking for death!"

Tang Sanzang moved directly, his fat body moved, and he almost flashed in front of Hong Feifan.

Without hesitation, a golden palm stretched out and hit out fiercely.

"Bald donkey, looking for death!"

Hong Feifan was furious, his finger was like a sword, extremely fierce!

Bang!

Under the collision, the fluctuations were like a violent storm, rolling continuously.

The two retreated dozens of feet each, and their faces were extremely ugly.

"Die!"

Hong Feifan's five fingers were like swords, mad and unmatched, and the sword energy came out from his palms, fierce and crazy.

"Hmph!"

Tang Sanzang put his hands together, and the Buddha's light was overwhelming, like a Buddhist bell, easily blocking the terrifying sword energy.

The two collided and fought together, the Buddhist bell rang, and the sword energy was like a wave, destroying everything.

"Kill the bald donkey!"

A cold voice came from the golden chariot.

One of the martial gods moved, like a cannonball, and shot out wildly.

The fist was like the sun, emitting a terrifying purple light.

The purple fist was like a dragon, fierce and immeasurable.

"Too much bullying!"

Master Haomeng was furious, and the square exploded with a Buddhist staff.

He blocked the burly man with a palm, and shook him away with a sweep of the Buddhist staff.

Separated at the touch!

The four people separated and glared at each other.

"I wonder which great man has come to our Yanglong Temple, and why?"

Master Haomeng narrowed his eyes and stared at the golden chariot.

With a top martial god as a servant, even the Sword God of Shendao Hong Feifan had to be respectful. The person in the chariot must have a superior status.

Li Ci also twitched his eyes. In the chariot, a figure was looming, sitting in it, with an imposing momentum.

"Are you worthy of knowing the name of my young master?"

A martial god shouted, and a purple light burst out from his body.

Four burly men, four top martial gods, are like four ancient volcanoes, which will erupt and destroy the world as soon as they move.

"Come here, kneel down!"

A whisper came out of the golden chariot.

It's a woman!

Li Ci frowned.

Judging from the voice, the woman in the golden chariot is not very old, and should still be a girl.

Extremely domineering, strong, and arrogant.

"Are you asking us to kneel down?"

Song Ping'an pointed at himself, unbelievable.

How arrogant!

"Are you Li Ci?"

The female voice rose again, cold and domineering.

"I am Li Ci!"

Li Ci stood up.

It was not surprising that the people in the golden chariot knew his name, which should be related to Hong Feifan.

"The Blood Moon Sword Formation is on you?"

Li Ci clearly felt a cold gaze falling on him.

"Is there a problem?"

Li Ci smiled.

"Bring it here!"

Cold and direct.

"Come and get it!"

Li Ci's pupils trembled slightly, and he grinned.

In the golden chariot, the woman was silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Li Ci was calm and didn't take it seriously. He didn't take her seriously at all, which made her a little uneasy!

"I advise you to hand over the Blood Moon Sword Formation obediently, so as not to live a life worse than death!"

Hong Feifan sneered.

"Do you know who this young master is?"

Hmm?

"I don't know!"

Song Ping'an shook his head, "Who the hell are you? Are you that great?"

"Haha!"

"Qingzhou, Ziyang Holy Temple!"

Hong Feifan spoke almost word by word, with a ferocious smile on his face.

Master Haomeng and the other two shuddered, their pupils dilated, and it was obvious that they felt it was incredible.

Li Ci frowned, puzzled.

Look at them.

"Purple Sun Temple? Is it powerful?"

Li Ci looked innocent.

"The Great Buddha Temple is also a force in Qingzhou, but it can only be regarded as a second-rate force. The Purple Sun Temple is a first-class force in Qingzhou, inheriting the heavenly martial arts!"

"There is a half-step human martial arts saint sitting in the formation!"

Song Ping'an said while taking a breath.

"Oh!"

Li Ci nodded, not taking it seriously.

Oh?

The four top martial gods, Hong Feifan, were all stunned for a moment.

Oh?

Just an "oh"?

No other reaction?

Isn't the Purple Sun Temple awesome enough?

Why just an "oh"?

"Leave it to the Blood Moon Sword Formation, worship me as your master, I will spare your life and let you follow me!"

In the golden chariot, the female voice reappeared, cold and indifferent.

"Are you talking to me?"

Li Ci pointed at himself.

"Yes!"

As soon as the female voice sounded, the curtain was opened by a delicate hand, revealing a flawless face.

Wearing a red dress, long flowing hair, pearly lips, jade skin, eyes like a sea of ​​stars.

The girl was like a fairy in the sky, with her legs crossed, charming and moving, making people's hearts flutter.

"I'm blazing!"

Master Haomeng grinned, with a pig-like face, and a few small yellow teeth could not stop the saliva from flowing out.

"So beautiful!"

Tang Sanzang held his big belly, his throat rolling.

Song Ping'an suppressed a lot, but his eyes were still shining, and he licked his lips and teeth wildly.

Li Ci: "..."

He seriously suspected that the three were just bandits who had shaved their heads.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

"This evildoer will surely bring disaster to the world. We Buddhists are here to save all living beings. We must not let her escape!"

"Old Li, take her down and send her to my room. I will chant sutras for her day and night to purify her evil thoughts!"

Song Ping'an put his hands together, looking serious.

Li Ci: "..."

Are you going there to save all living beings?

I'm too embarrassed to point it out to you!

"Come on, kneel down!"

The girl pointed her fist, calmly.

Li Ci smiled!

Didn't move!

She stared at the girl intently.

"Take him down!"

The girl pointed her slender jade finger.

The four martial gods rushed out like rockets, heading straight for Li Ci.

Li Ci still didn't move, spun his hand, took the golden sword in his hand, and raised his hand to sweep.

Puff!

Fall out!

People are cut off!

Blood spurted out!

One of them died.

The sword was fierce and unstoppable.

The remaining three flew backwards, with wounds on their bodies.

One sword killed four top martial gods!

Li Ci was extraordinary and unstoppable, just like the God King in the world.

The girl's pupils shrank and her jade face trembled slightly.

Hong Feifan was shocked. Li Ci's strength had exceeded his imagination.

No wonder Li Ci dared to go to the God Island to find him.

"Star Moon Sword Formation!"

Hong Feifan roared.

He opened his hands!

Bright starlight flew out and spread all over the starry sky!

Everyone seemed to be dragged into a starry sky.

"Does it look familiar?"

"Although I didn't get the Blood Moon Sword Formation, with my talent, I created a sword formation similar to the Blood Moon Sword Formation, no problem at all!"

Hong Feifan sneered.

He was like the Lord of the Stars, high above, the brightest, most dazzling, and most dazzling star and moon in this starry sky!

In the Star-Moon Sword Formation, he is the most terrifying and the only one.

He is the king of this starry sky!

His white clothes fluttered, his power covered the sky, countless stars and moons turned into magic swords, and the sword energy danced wildly.

Song Ping'an and the other two turned pale. In the Star-Moon Sword Formation, they felt uncomfortable and stinging all over.

It was as if countless long swords pierced through their bodies.

"Die!"

Hong Feifan stretched out his hand.

Countless magic swords fell like countless stars, like a tidal wave, and the swords pierced and killed, unstoppable.

"Fake is fake, and it will never become real!"

Li Ci shook his head and disagreed.

More of them were disdainful.

The golden sword grabbed and slashed violently!

Killing God with a sword!

The mighty Star-Moon Sword Formation was as fragile as paper and could not withstand a single blow.

The Starry Sword fell and shattered.

"How could this happen!"

Hong Feifan widened his eyes, unbelievable.

Li Ci destroyed the proud Star Moon Sword Formation with one sword?

Hong Feifan's soul flew away. How terrible was Li Ci?

Before he could come to his senses, Li Ci was already in front of him.

"Sword God?"

"You are worthy?"

Li Ci swept the golden sword in his hand.

"This is your sword!"

Puff!

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