The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"in!"

"I hate this Yan Chuan, if I die later, if I really break the formation, kill him for me! I don't want to see him!" Gu Yue Shengzi said coldly.

"Yes!" The purple waiter replied in a deep voice.

"Boom!"

Nearly three hundred repairers fell into the big formation.

"Call~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

In the realm of the immortals, there was a sudden violent wind, and the transparent people were high above the sky, in all directions, suddenly more and more wind blades, hundreds, thousands, and thousands of ways appeared.

Ten thousand wind blades are like a torrential rain, rushing towards everyone.

"Boom!"

Such as the river scoured, rushed to nearly three hundred repairers.

"Dangdangdangdang..................!"

A group of cultivators quickly raised their swords and slammed into the wind blades. For a time, a large number of wind blades exploded, but these exploded wind blades, under the control of the transparent man, recovered in a blink of an eye.

The storm fell like a thousand arrows, and all the cultivators killed were embarrassed.

There is no magical power, no air wall, and the mystery of swords and swords.

"what!"

A cultivator's arm was instantly cut off by a wind blade, the long sword fell to the ground, and it became a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Help!"

The man didn't even need his arm, and ran towards the edge.

However, it was too late, and nearly Hundred Wind Blade crashed on him.

"Bah Bah Bah Bah Bah!"

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Like a thousand swords, the blood was soaked in pain, and it turned into a pile of fragments in a flash.

A repairer died in an instant.

"Quick, quickly enter the doors, quickly!" someone cried.

"Boom!"

Fending off a large number of wind blades, everyone rushed towards different doors.

Wei Wei has superb swordsmanship, quickly fending off the wind blades around him, and rushed towards a gate.

"Boom!"

A large number of wind blades scattered, and Yan Chuan suddenly stood in front of Wei Wei.

Wei Wei's face became stiff.

"Get out of the way!" Wei Wei shouted.

"Let? You know I want to kill you, but you still want me to let it?" Yan Chuan turned away from the surrounding wind and laughed.

"If you don't let it go, there will be more and more wind blades, and then you will have to die!" Wei Wei said anxiously.

Indeed, after a while, the wind blades increased more and more, and Wei Wei himself couldn't bear it.

"Lord Wei, do you feel anything?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"what?"

"Gongde, the merit you enjoy!" Yan Chuan smiled.

Wei Wei's face changed.

"My merit is lost inexplicably, it's you, it's your cause?" Wei Ai exclaimed.

"Six thousand cultivators chased me down, do you know why they didn't kill me?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Why?" Wei Wei's face was uncertain, as if he had guessed something.

"You think that's right, the Sun-Moon Alliance is badly injured this time, and the six thousand cultivators have been killed by me! That's why you feel that your merits have diminished!" Yan Chuan sneered.

"No, no, impossible!" Wei Wei exclaimed.

"Nothing is impossible! It's already clean, and not only that, your Sun-Moon Alliance will soon be destroyed, believe it or not?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Boom!"

As he spoke, Wei Wei's whole body suddenly fluttered with yellow light. A large amount of yellow breath suddenly disappeared from the body.

"How is it? How is it? My merit, my merit!" Wei Wei exclaimed while blocking the wind blade.

"Because, your Sun-Moon Alliance has been removed from the world. After my people return, they will fully counterattack you Sun-Moon Alliance. At this moment, they have already uprooted the Sun-Moon Alliance, leaving no one behind!" Yan Chuan slammed into a large number of wind blades. Tao.

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