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Chapter 6494 The death of Yan Zhuangyun!

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    Chapter 6494 The death of Yan Zhuangyun!

    "ah!"

    Yan Zhuangyun's screams came, and both the northern and eastern warriors turned their heads to see Yan Zhuangyun's fate.

    His head was beheaded by the Immortal Slayer Sword, his spirit was shattered by the Demon Slayer Sword, and the decapitated corpse quickly fell from midair and headed towards the ground.

    And at this moment, Luan Tang, the holy son of Corpse Refining Sect, seemed to have discovered some kind of rare treasure, with a smile on his face, and with a flash of figure, he took Yan Zhuangyun's body away, and returned as if nothing had happened.  To the camp of the northern warriors!

    "Yan Zhuangyun, dead?"

    "Senior Brother Shengzi, it's abominable!! The Holy Son of Qijue City, I, the Dao of Heaven, will never die with you!"

    Seeing the fall of Yan Zhuangyun, the warriors of the Heavenly Dao clan roared angrily, and even the other eight Heavenly Dao clan saints were briefly absent-minded, obviously unable to accept this result.

    Even they didn't expect Yan Zhuangyun would die in Lu Qingjun's hands so easily.

    "Brother Lu did a good job!"

    "You really deserve to be the holy son of Qijue City, your strength is really extraordinary."

    Many saints and saints in the Eastern Region warriors were amazed, and Chen Yule, Yi Song and others even applauded.

    Qi Lingyu stared at Lu Qingjun who was holding the Qiankun sword box.

    He was in front of the warriors of the Eastern Region, so everyone could only see Lu Qingjun's back, but that back was so stalwart, so tall and straight, like a sharp sword out of its sheath!

    "Slaying immortals and killing demons, you are righteous."

    "When the soul is destroyed, the gods and ghosts are shocked."

    "Across the universe, heaven and earth are unparalleled!"

    Qi Lingyu muttered in a low voice, "I didn't expect Lu Qingjun to kill Yan Zhuangyun with only three strikes!"

    "Pity."

    "It is impossible to see the full power of the Qiankun Sword Box in this battle, but looking at it sequentially, Lu Qingjun killed Yan Zhuangyun with only three strikes. The reputation of the Qiankun Sword Box is probably not false!"

    Qi Lingyu's tone was a little amazed, but also a little regretful.

    Wang Zhengyang asked curiously: "Brother Qi, Qi Tianzong and Qijue City belong to the same territory, haven't you seen the full power of the Qiankun Sword Box?"

    Qi Lingyu shook his head silently, and said with a smile: "I have only read a few words about the Qiankun sword box in the classics of Qitianzong, saying that he is the strongest Taiyi soldier in the eastern region of the demon world Hehe, of course I am serious about this."  I have strong doubts, but unfortunately, I have never had the chance to see the power of this Taiyi Divine Weapon!"

    "I thought I could see it today, but Yan Zhuangyun couldn't even block the three swords, so I probably won't see it."

    Both Qi Lingyu and Wang Zhengyang looked at the Qiankun sword box, showing awe at it.

    Even Lin Bai felt that the Qiankun sword box was unusual and extremely powerful, and he murmured in his heart: "If all the seven swords of the Qiankun sword box come out, I wonder if Bu Junfeng can stop it?"

    Lu Qingjun killed Yan Zhuangyun with only three sword strikes, if he used all seven sword strikes, it is unknown how powerful it would be.

    Maybe only Bu Junfeng has a chance to stop it.

    "However" Lin Bai looked at the Qiankun sword box, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "The way this thing works gives me a very familiar feeling It seems to be the technique of using the flying sword?"

    "Could it be that there is some connection between this thing and the way of the flying sword?"

    When Lu Qingjun used the Qiankun Sword Box for the first time, Lin Bai keenly felt that the method of refining this object was almost the same as that of the Feijian, and the method of using it was similar.

    Lin Bai was a little curious in his heart, could it be that this is a treasure refined by someone who practiced the way of flying swords?

    "There is no result for random suspicions now. When this matter is over, I will find a chance to ask Brother Lu." Lin Bai restrained his mind and stopped thinking about it.

    Now that Yan Zhuangyun is dead, he has become the second top saint son who died in the Northern Territory during this trip to the hunting world.

    The first one was Jiang Yuan of the Zihe Clan, who died at the hands of Huang Qingyun.

    And Yan Zhuangyun became the second, and died at the hands of Lu Qingjun!

    After killing Yan Zhuangyun, Lu Qingjun made a formula and chanted the incantation, and the three divine swords that were unsheathed returned to the Qiankun sword box.

    When Lu Qingjun put away the Qiankun sword box, Dong Nanshu's figure appeared in midair, looking at Lu Qingjun in shock.

    At that moment just now, Dong Nanshu sensed the overbearing power of the Qiankun sword box. She who was supposed to protect Yan Zhuangyun suddenly ran away, which caused Yan Zhuangyun to be killed by Lu Qingjun unexpectedly.

    "Lu Qingjun's holy son has a good method." Dong NanAlthough the book had some lingering fears, but now in front of many saints and saints in the Eastern and Northern Territories, he couldn't lose his timidity, so he could only say a few words indignantly.

    Lu Qingjun raised his eyebrows, his sharp eyes fell on Dong Nanshu, and he quickly pressed his palm on the Qiankun sword box.

    The sword box trembled again, and the sword power and sword intent inside began to diffuse.

    Dong Nanshu took a look, and hurriedly dodged and retreated, returning to the camp of warriors in the Northern Territory.

    "Why did you run away?" Lu Qingjun looked at Dong Nanshu, and said in a cold voice, "Aren't you very majestic just now?"

    Dong Nan's face turned pale, and he snorted twice, "Of course, I still have to put the overall situation first, and I can't be brave for a while!"

    Dong Nanshu put it nicely, he was thinking about the overall situation, but in fact, he was frightened by the Qiankun sword box.

    "Hehe." Lu Qingjun sneered disdainfully twice, he naturally saw that Dong Nanshu was frightened, so he didn't want to pay any attention to him, so he looked at Bu Junfeng, "Son of Bu Junfeng, since you have no warriors in the Northern Territory  If anyone dares to fight again, then you will do it!"

    Many northern warriors were silent when they heard the words, and Bu Junfeng was once again pushed to the forefront.

    "The Eastern Territory is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" Bu Junfeng sighed twice, and he slowly raised his footsteps and walked forward, "I didn't expect that even a top sect disciple in the territory of the Qitian Sect could defeat the Heavenly Dao clan's disciples!"  The Holy Son beheaded!"

    "Hey!" Bu Junfeng sighed, and walked forward, "The Eastern Territory has countless fertile soils, with a long history of inheritance, the hinterland of the devil world, the hometown of all saints, the hometown of immortals It really lives up to its reputation."

    "Compared with the Eastern Territory, our Northern Territory is like a group of bumpkins who have never seen the world!" Bu Junfeng smiled wryly, and he said to Lu Qingjun: "Let the Holy Son of Lu Qingjun laugh!"

    "Since there is no one in the northern region to fight, then let me learn the methods of Lu Qingjun's son!"

    As the voice fell, Bu Junfeng had already walked up to Lu Qingjun from the mountain where the warriors of the Northern Territory were. The distance between the two was only a hundred meters.

    Bu Junfeng is dressed in white, floating like a fairy, his face is calm and composed, and there is even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

    "Please, Holy Son Lu Qingjun!"

    Bu Junfeng stood a hundred meters away from Lu Qingjun, looking at Lu Qingjun with a smile on his face.

    There is no brilliant light emerging from his body, let alone any domineering arrogance rising, just like an ordinary son of an aristocratic family, and also like a mortal without cultivation!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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