Super Soldier King

"Ants!"

Leng Fanhua smiled appreciatively at the corner of his mouth, and with a random finger point, a cyan light of spiritual power shot out, passing through the young disciple's chest, carrying the fresh and fiery red blood in his heart, which was extremely dazzling.

"as you wish!"

These were the last words heard by the young Supreme Sect disciple, he didn't even see clearly what shot him in the heart.

The moment he rushed out, he knew his end, and gradually lost strength all over his body.

He fell from the sky. At this time, the sky of the Supreme Zong Mountain Gate was different from the blue of his entrance and exit. There was only a huge cyan light pillar with a diameter of over a thousand meters.

He is a disciple of the Supreme Sect, he died nine times for the Supreme Sect without any regrets, he has done his best!

"Junior Brother Deng..."

"Senior Brother Deng..."

Dozens of voices of grief and indignation appeared, and dozens of voices jumped into the sky at the same time, some of them rushed towards Leng Fanhua with pebbles, and some of them rushed towards the falling corpse.

All the members of the Supreme Sect, from the disciples to the elders, were all distraught and indignant.

Their supreme sect is one of the five major sects in the Blue Moon Continent, how have they ever been insulted like this!

Such as sticky board fish, let others butcher!

Only death!

What are you afraid of!

There are no disciples of the Supreme Sect born on their knees!

When they reached a desperate situation and there was no way out, all the disciples of the Supreme Sect held their swords even tighter!

They are not lambs and fish meat, even if they die, they should make their opponents work harder!

Zongmen disciple!

This is the sect disciple!

Ye Qian looked at the scene in front of him with emotion, he was born as a casual cultivator, but he never had such feelings.

It's a little troublesome!

Ye Qian looked solemnly at the cyan beam of light high in the sky.

The killing eye was activated, and Ye Qian's pupils were covered with black cracks like spider webs.

It wasn't that there was a crack in his eyes, but that the killing flaws of the visible things were reflected in the eyes, presenting the scene.

This is the supernatural power of the law, within the law, the flaws of everything can be seen!

Of course Qingtian's stick has flaws, but the vortex that condenses Zhou Tian's spiritual power has become a natural shield to protect Qingtian's stick.

It's a bit difficult!

But we can't wait until the sky is finally formed!

Who knows what this secret technique will be like at that time!

Killing Leng Fanhua will not help.

This stick of Qingtian was launched by Leng Fanhua, using Qingtian Gun as the introduction and medium, but now it has little to do with Leng Fanhua.

Even if Leng Fanhua is killed, Qingtian's stick should fall, and it will fall.

Ye Qian is looking for the right time.

Now it's not in the small secret realm of Tai Chi Diagram or in the ancient land, they are all monsters and enemies, and they have no scruples.

If Ye Qian didn't handle it well, tens of thousands of disciples of the Supreme Sect would die.

This world, if there is no accident, should have been destroyed.

The problem is, now that there is an accident, the lord has fallen, and the lord of Mount Hongtu ordered to retreat.

This March world has the hope of surviving.

That being the case, Ye Qian doesn't mind giving the Supreme Sect a favor.

After saving them, Ye Qian can take the Dao Bing Supreme Sword with peace of mind.

As for how this group of people will survive after the world level falls, that is not something Ye Qian has to worry about.

Speaking of which, as soon as he came out, he should have killed Leng Fanhua directly!

Ye Qian let out a bad breath, he regretted it a bit!

The Supreme Sect is the faction he chose, if he was beaten to ashes and annihilated with a stick, all his hard work would be in vain.

This is something Ye Qian cannot tolerate.

"what a pity!"

Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white clothes, had two strands of hair fluttering in the wind on his forehead, with cruel coldness in his eyes, and an intimidating demeanor of his own.

That is the indifference that regards life as a trifling matter and regards all living beings as ants.

He said with regretful eyes and tone, but he was not slow at all, and dozens of cyan auras shot out, killing the budding disciples of the Supreme Sect one by one.

"enough!"

Su Ziyan, the patriarch of the Supreme Sect, roared dumbly, to the disciples of the Supreme Sect, and also to Leng Fanhua.

"I am the suzerain of the supreme sect, and whether the supreme sect surrenders or not, it is up to me to decide!"

Su Ziyan's cold and biting words chilled the boiling blood of all Supreme Sect disciples who were willing to live and die with the Sect.

"The suzerain is right. At this time, it is time to surrender. The supreme sect's foundation of tens of thousands of years cannot be destroyed at once!"

One of the seven most powerful elders of the Supreme Sect Peeping Dao Realm jumped out to agree, if he could survive, who would want to die!

Su Ziyan, the suzerain, has already recited the big blame.

It would be too wronged if a group of hot-blooded juniors kidnapped the sect's will and made everyone play together.

He still has hundreds of years to live, and he doesn't want to die like this.

With the suzerain in the foreground and the elders agreeing, some disciples of the supreme sect who had calmed down regained their senses.

There is great terror between life and death!

"Everything is up to the suzerain!"

"Please suzerain decide!"

Many Supreme Sect disciples began to agree.

This is also a sect disciple!

Ye Qian didn't know why, but wanted to laugh.

"late!"

Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white clothes, looked at the wonderful disciples of the Supreme Sect who were performing scenes of drama, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and coldly spit out two icy cold words.

"I knew it earlier, why bother!"

"I asked you to hand over the supreme sword and return it to me, how dare you hand over your paws to disobey!"

"The Holy Land hasn't been born for a thousand years, so you think the March Continent is your territory!"

"Speak and shut up, Holy Lord, Holy Lord..."

The middle-aged man in white became more serious as he spoke, and his gaze towards Su Ziyan, the suzerain of the Supreme Sect, became colder and colder.

He looked at the cyan beam of light above the sky, and that beam of light had expanded to a diameter of more than two kilometers.

At this time, the stick shape could not be seen at all, and the head was completely covered by the blue beam of light.

Dozens of miles of spiritual power were swallowed up.

Like a pillar of heaven and earth, a real stick that holds up the sky!

"I am in charge of the world's number one soldier holding the sky stick, and I am the real contemporary holy master. The old immortal can't protect himself, and he can't live or die. What benefits can he give you, so that you dare to resist my will! "

The expression of the middle-aged man in white became crazy. After so many years, that old man still has such a big name in the March Continent.

"Either possessing a Daoist Soldier's Skystick or a Holy Master!"

Su Ziyan looked at the stick hanging high in the sky, and sighed in despair:

"Back then, in March, we made a covenant with the barren land, wishing to respect the barren land as a holy place for practice, and to use the Taoist holding stick as a token, but it doesn't mean that if you have a holding stick, you will be a holy master.

Without the succession of the current Holy Master Murong Jianqiu, without the recognition of the suzerains of the major powers in the March Continent, you cannot be the Holy Master..."

"Ask me about his relationship with Murong Jianqiu!" Ye Qian no longer had the patience to listen to their chatter, so he directly sent a voice transmission to Su Ziyan.

"Fellow Daoist is back?" Su Ziyan's eyes flashed with shock, and his heart was overjoyed.

There is no precedent for the sacrifices that were sacrificed in that unknowable little secret place, even if the suzerain of their supreme sect went in to investigate, they did not come back.

This Ye Qian can actually come back from there, it is really appalling.

Its strength is evident.

Unsurprisingly, the Supreme Sect had to rely on Ye Qian to restore the collapse of the building.

"Well, ask about his relationship with Murong Jianqiu!" Ye Qian didn't say much, he wanted to finalize the relationship between Leng Fanhua and Murong Jianqiu.

After all, the people and monsters in the ancient land died cleanly, and finally some blood was passed down. As long as they are not Murong Jianqiu's enemies, Ye Qian is willing to spare their lives.

Just look at who this Leng Fanhua is waiting for.

"That old man, he can't live, he can't die, I even stole the sky stick, expecting him to pass on the position of Holy Master, you are thinking too much!"

Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white clothes, sneered. He was more arrogant than anyone imagined, and he didn't even intend to hide anything.

"With the Tiantian stick in my hand, then I am the contemporary Holy Lord!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, if you destroy your supreme sect, they will prostrate at my feet and beg me to be the holy master!"

"It's a pity that you are destined not to see it that day, hahaha...huh?"

Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white, smiled ferociously, with a ferocious and domineering face. He spoke cruelly, but saw a young man dressed in green, with an extraordinary bearing, pacing towards the wind, with a calm expression on his face. A smile suddenly appeared not far away.

This person is Ye Qian.

"Keep talking, you still have some time!" Ye Qian looked at Leng Fanhua with some regret.

Although the specific relationship between Leng Fanhua and Murong Jianqiu is still unknown, what Ye Qian wants to know already has the answer.

Obviously, this Leng Fanhua definitely has a grudge against Murong Jianqiu.

Taking advantage of the danger, he stole Murong Jianqiu's Daoist Qingtian stick.

This alone is enough for Ye Qian to cut Leng Fanhua into pieces.

"The Supreme Sect is able to cultivate a character like you, God really has no eyes!"

Leng Fanhua took a big look at Ye Qian carefully, a little surprised, more frightened.

It is obvious that he is only at the early stage of the eighth level of the Dao Realm, but the terrifying aura of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood must have been contaminated by the lives of many ancestor-level powerhouses at the eighth level of the Dao Realm.

Moreover, it should be just these few days!

If possible, Leng Fanhua didn't want to be an enemy of such a strong person.

It's a pity that this young man is obviously here to provoke trouble.

"I really think that you are not very good-looking. Murong Jianqiu's things have been stolen. Do you have the consciousness to be killed?"

Ye Qian didn't know whether Leng Fanhua stole the Daoist Qingtian stick after Murong Jianqiu's accident, or before the accident.

But there is no doubt that if the Taoist soldiers around him are stolen, their strength will be greatly reduced.

This Leng Fanhua, to begin with, was also one of the culprits who killed Murong Jianqiu.

"Then you don't have long eyes, do you think I'm really showing off to chat with you!"

"This Holy Master is waiting for the real completion of Qingtian's stick!"

While Leng Fanhua was talking, high above the sky, the gigantic light beam of Optimus stopped absorbing spiritual power.

"Give me all to die!"

Leng Fanhua's face was full of madness and joy.

Under the blow of the sky, the country was destroyed and the clan was destroyed, without exception.

The gigantic stick of Qingtian has the meaning of destroying all the laws of the great way, and with its unrivaled momentum, it is like a pillar of heaven collapsing and overwhelming the world.

The mountain gate of the Supreme Sect has a radius of hundreds of miles, all of which are covered by the beam of light that covers the sky and the sun, and the whole world is darkened. There is only one pillar of heaven that falls from the nine heavens, making people unable to resist at all. heart of……