Xiao Dun and the ancient Saints' arrival greatly relieved Zhao and Feng and others. At the same time, the Yin Saints' disciples on the other side were a slightly heavier face.

Since Xiao Dun and Ancient Holy Sect people have appeared here, the next day of Holy Sect needless to say, I couldn't help but look at Yan Zhi, Yin Holy Sect, the Associate Virgin's eyes flashed a different color.

The rest of the heavenly sacred sect has disappeared, leaving only Yan Zhi alone. What is the situation?

Didn't care about the discoloration of the Yin Holy Sect Saint, Xiao Dun whispered, "Do you still want to fight? You have no chance of winning. ”

Together, the Yin Holy Sect naturally has no chance of winning. I heard that the Yin Holy Sect, the Associate Virgin, looked heavily and said resolutely, "Shut up and do it. ”

Indeed, they are all quasi-sons, quasi-saughter level characters, no one is not arrogant, see, Xiao Dun and Zhao Hefeng naturally won't say much, war broke out again.

This time Xiao Dun no longer borrowed Xiao Sheng's power, after all, it was two dozen times one, with Zhao Hefeng as the main offense, Xiao Dun only had to cooperate with one side, and the pressure was not very great, so with Xiao Dun's own strength, it was enough.

Two to one, and Zhao Hefeng's strength was not weaker than that of Yin Saint Zong, so there was no variable. In the end, Zhao Hefeng himself solved Yin Saint Zong's quasi Saint.

The slow dissolution of her body heralded the elimination of the Associate Virgin of Yin Holy Sect and forced her out of marriage.

With the defeat of his own prospective Virgin, the other disciples of Yin Holy Sect were obviously also greatly diminished. Soon, they were eliminated by Luo Dawei and others, as well as the disciples of Yang Holy Sect.

After the end of the Yin Holy Sect, so that the disciples of the heavenly and Yin Holy Sects can be said to be completely extinguished, and the Qing Emperor will not have any problems, so that there is only Cold Python left.

The big picture has been decided, two successive wars, the time is not much more than two hours passed, the consumption of all people is huge, however, not to be relieved, all of a sudden, a strong pressure on the sky fell from the sky, people looked up, only the cold python face stood, one pair of eyes flashing the light of gorilla red, staring dead at Xiao Du below.

After spending more than two hours, Cold Python finally broke the black chain, and then the horse rushed over without stopping. At this time, watching the Yin Holy Sect was wiped out, the anger in Cold Python's heart could be known.

It's as if Xiao Dun was going to be torn apart alive, because all this was caused by Xiao Dun. If Xiao Dun hadn't trapped himself, how could the disciples of Yin Holy Sect and Heavenly Sect have been eliminated?

“Xiao Dun, you're fine.” Angry laughed backwards, and Python smiled coldly.

I didn't expect Cold Python to show up at this time. Zhao Hefeng and others' faces have changed dramatically, not to mention whether they are opponents of Cold Python, but the state of the people is already consuming too much.

His eyes flashed helplessly. Zhao Hefeng looked at Xiao Dundao, “Brother Xiao, it seems that people are better than God. ”

Zhao Hefeng's words were full of disappointment, and obviously, in his view, all of them, even together, would not be opponents of Cold Python.

Hearing Zhao and Feng, it was unexpected that Xiao Dun was not too nervous. Instead, he sat on the floor with a smile on his face.

“Brother Zhao doesn't need filtration, someone will solve him. ”

Xiao Dun said, Zhao Hefeng said a misty water, at the same time, the cold python on the sky saw Xiao Dun sitting directly on the ground with his butt, also revealed suspicion, but said with a cold smile.

“What, you want to give up now? But it's too late. ”

Ignoring Zhao Hefeng's voice, Xiao Dun made a silent gesture and smiled.

“Brother Zhao, don't talk, let's take a look at my ancient Saint and Son. ”

Hearing Xiao Dun, Zhao and Feng were unknown, so, but it was almost accompanied by Xiao Dun's voice, above the sky, a blue light flashed, and then, between the people, a blue cold flashed, straight to the cold python.

Faced with the attack of the blue light, Cold Python dared not carelessly, and shot it directly, successfully blocking the blow, at the same time, in front of Cold Python, the Qing Emperor wearing a robe that attacked too ancient also appeared in the air.

The atmosphere was a bit disturbed and colorful. Obviously, the Qing Emperor must have won the battle against the clouds, but it also paid the price.

Seeing the appearance of the Qing Emperor, Zhao Hefeng understood what Xiao Du meant, some strangely looked at Xiao Du, and Xiao Du looked at the Qing Emperor above the sky with ease at this time.

Still hegemonic, still extremely arrogant. Faced with the Qing Emperor, Python's face sinked, “Qing Emperor, you are already hurt, still come to stop me? ”

I don't know why, in the face of the Qing Emperor, Cold Python just has some consternation. Hearing the words of Cold Python, the Qing Emperor smiled with a careless smile, "Enough to clean you up. ”

In other words, the Qing Emperor directly shot, only one hand detected, a fierce blue flame around him was raised, this blue flame was as if to burn the heavens and the earth, people couldn't help but look at it, at the same time, this blue flame constantly converged, soon over the hand of the Qing Emperor, a fireball appeared, the fireball was huge, as if it were the sun, gently held in the hand by the Qing Emperor.

“Qingyan Holy Fire......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................"

Qingyan Holy Fire, this is the famous technique of the Qing Emperor, can also be said to be the symbol of the Qing Emperor.

In the face of the python, the discolored blue emperor said faintly, "The blue flame emperor. ”

With one hand thrown, the giant fireball was attacked towards the Python, the two great sons of war, those powers were horrific, and in the face of the Python, even though the already wounded Qing Emperor, still showed a lifetime of wind.

Looking at the two men who fought in the sky, the Qing Emperor was surrounded by blue flames, while the Python continued to emit a black air, which is called the Black Misty Sky, which is equally appalling, but compared to the Qing Emperor's blue flame holy fire, the black misty sky is obviously going to fall into the wind.

Looking at the confrontation between the two sons, knowing this moment, Zhao and Feng finally understood why Xiao Dun was so frightened, and at the same time, his consternation towards the Qing Emperor rose in a straight line.

Watching as the emperor stood proud in the sky, it was always like the emperor of King's Landing, Zhao Hefeng unconsciously said.

“Ancient Holy Sect Son of Qing Emperor..............”

The strength of the Qing Emperor shook Zhao Hefeng, accompanied by the appearance of the Qing Emperor. Unconsciously, the people were no longer nervous, but watched quietly the scenery belonging to the second son of the ancient Holy Sect, the Qing Emperor.

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