Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

　　 The red clothes are like fire, and the white hair is like snow.

　　 Strolling at the end of the blue clouds, like a nine-day fairy.

　　 It is a pity that a soaring devilish energy destroyed this harmonious picture.

　　 "Magic repair!"

　　 Baiyun Jianzong Sect Master Sun Muyun's face changed drastically, and he stood up.

　　 The White Cloud Sword Sect is the host of this tournament. If it is destroyed by the Demon Cultivator, the reputation of the White Cloud Sword Sect will be ruined in the future.

　　 "Warehouse—"

　　 The long sword is out of its sheath, the halo flows, and the sword air is as cold as water.

"it is good!"

　　 "Sect Master Sun's sword is extremely light and cloud-like, and it has entered the gate of the kendo."

　　 "The clouds cover the mist, the sword light is like a wheel, so cheap—"

　　 "Deacon Yuan, your Heavenly Master Palace is the leader of the righteous path, and the inheritance of swordsmanship is extraordinary. Do you think Sect Master Sun can win this demonic cultivation by several tricks?"

　　How many tricks to win the magic repair?

　　 Yuan Siyuan turned his head blankly.

　　 Are you afraid that you don’t know whether you live or die?

　　 This is a ruthless person who beats all the elders in the Palace of Heavenly Master!

　　 It's just that he couldn't figure out how his senior master, his senior, would come here.

　　 Besides, is it still so magical?

　　 "Warehouse—"

　　 Yuan Siyuan flew up, with the long sword in his hand unsheathed.

　　 "Help people!"

　　Save people?

　　 This magic repair, you know Deacon Yuan?

　　 Could it be that this demonic cultivator came to see Deacon Yuan?

　　 White hair is like snow, is it hurt by love?

　　 For a time, on the high platform, the gossip breath spread.

　　 But no one shot.

　　 "Senior people are merciful—"

　　 Yuan Siyuan has a long sword in his hand, and a crescent-like sword aura cuts through the void for several tens of meters, and the latter comes first, slashing towards the red-haired and white-haired Zi Yi.

　　 He had to save.

　　With the power of Zi Yi, he can kill Sun Muyun at will.

　　 But a senior from the Celestial Master Palace killed another Dao Sect Sect Master. It’s not a big deal, and the words are not good...

　　 "Sword Qi is released!"

　　 "This is the realm of Kendo Xiaocheng!"

　　 "This Deacon Yuan's kendo cultivation is so advanced!"

　　 Everyone on the high platform stood up in horror.

　　 Compared to Yuan Siyuan's kendo cultivation, Sun Muyun's level is scum.

　　 "Qingyue Huihuan? Makes nondescript." Jian Qi came to his body, Zi Yi stretched out his hand, Ban Yue Jian Qi stopped at his fingertips.

　　 With a flick of her fingertips, she shot Sun Muyun who was coming straight for half a month.

"when-"

　　The long sword in Sun Muyun's hand broke at the sound, and he flew out sideways.

　　 Zi Yi's gaze crossed the nervous Yuan Siyuan, and landed on the Baiyun Jianzong Hall behind him.

　　"Space Crack...Brother Zixiao..."

　　 She turned her head and looked around, her eyes gradually red.

　　 "Kill these people, and then go to the brother..."

　　 Yuan Siyuan felt that his head was about to explode.

　　 This strongman at the pinnacle of the Grand Master, he is absolutely incapable of sweeping the world, so he is fascinated in front of his own eyes.

　　 It's over, it's dead.

　　 "She is going to be in a demon, get out soon!"

　　 Six-Party Viewer Qin Wuming exclaimed, and the dust in his hands swept away, and the thousands of white silk entangled towards Zi Yi.

"Snapped-"

　　 Zi Yi waved his hand, the dust exploded into fragments, Qin Wuming trembled with his **** right hand.

　　 Grandmaster's three-level realm, can't stop a casual blow!

　　 "The devil is cruel, bullshit!"

　　 "Bold demon, my authentic sect will never let you go!"

　　 "Everyone, the demons and demons are at this time—"

　　...

　　 Looking at a chaotic high platform, Zi Yi walked slowly.

　　 "Senior Brother Yuan, this man looks amazing."

　　 An early sword knocked Liu Qinyue off the ring, Lu Xue stood behind Yuan Siyuan and whispered.

　　 "Flee as soon as you see the situation is wrong."

　　 Yuan Siyuan instructed in a low voice, then took a light breath and took a step forward: "Senior, it's enough."

　　 "Kill them, go find brother..."

　　 Ziyi ignored Yuan Siyuan at all, and walked forward step by step.

　　 "Senior, you are offended!"

　　 Yuan Siyuan gritted his teeth, the sword in his hand rises with a misty sword spirit, and his figure is like a flying swallow throwing into the forest, with a sword pierced out.

　　 Zi Yi turned his head slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, blocking the sword's edge, and then spit out the Zhenyuan in his palm, and with a vigorous force, Yuan Siyuan was hit out.

　　 A golden light flashed across Yuan Siyuan's body, falling ten feet away, motionless.

　　 A master of kendo was defeated by one blow!

　　 The people who stayed on the high platform and the disciple of the White Cloud Sword Sect below were pale, and stepped back.

　　 "Boom—"

　　 Ziyi waved his hand again, the stone steps and the rear high platform paved with bluestone were lifted up, and countless people vomited blood and flew out.

　　 "Space crack, brother..."

　　 The magic in Zi Yi's body became more and more condensed, turning into a black plume of smoke.

　　 "You killed Brother Yuan—"

　　 Lu Xue exclaimed, the long sword in his hand made a cold light, and he stabbed Zi Yi with a flying body.

　　 Zi Yi pointed his finger, and then cut off the long sword, and his figure flickered, already reaching out and strangling Lu Xue's neck.

　　 Her fingers are slowly pushing hard.

　　 "Wait a minute—cough cough—"

　　In the distance, Yuan Siyuan climbed up from the ground and stretched his fingers to Lu Xue: "Senior, she is, she is a disciple of the Heavenly Master Palace."

　　 "Tianshi Palace..." Zi Yi paused, and his eyes showed boundless hatred: "Don't mention the Tianshi Palace to me!"

　　 Yuan Siyuan can't wait to slap himself, he had known not to mention the Heavenly Master Palace!

　　 "Don't mention it, don't mention it! By the way, Junior Sister Lu is a favorite disciple of Little Heavenly Master, you can't kill her!"

　　 Seeing Lu Xue who was already flushed, Yuan Siyuan hurriedly called again.

　　 Unfortunately, Zi Yi seems to have never heard of the name of Little Heavenly Master.

　　 Seeing that Zi Yi was still unmoved, Yuan Siyuan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands and took out a few pale yellow talisman from his arms.

　　 Just now, if it weren't for one of the talisman to take effect, Zi Yi's blow would have killed him and was seriously injured.

　　 "I hope the talisman of the little heavenly master can be useful, otherwise, I will die, and the palace of the heavenly master will be in disaster."

　　 If Zi Yi really kills all the people here, the righteous way will inevitably go against the Heavenly Master Palace that day.

　　 Yuan Siyuan whispered, stretched out his hand to pat a talisman on his chest, and then put the other two on his leg.

　　 Then he shouted, and his figure disappeared.

　　Golden talisman.

　　 Magical Run Talisman.

　　 Zi Yi shook all over, and as soon as Lu Xue was thrown away, Yuan Siyuan had already appeared in front of her.

　　 She slapped Yuan Siyuan's chest with a palm, and Yuan Siyuan's body flashed with golden light, and her figure was only slightly shaken.

　　 Taking advantage of this emptiness, Yuan Siyuan raised his hand and stuck a golden talisman to Zi Yi's forehead.

　　"Om—"

　　 Fuluo turned into golden crumbs as soon as it was pressed.

　　 However, Zi Yi's devilish energy seemed to be in a state of relaxation, and her body was also stiff.

　　 Yuan Siyuan gritted his teeth and patted Zi Yi with all the talisman left in his hand.

　　"Om—"

　　"Om—"

　　 It wasn't until the eighth talisman that it was pasted and it was not exploded.

　　 "Hoo-good risk!"

　　 carefully tore off the talisman on his body, and then put away the few remaining magic talisman talisman before Yuan Siyuan turned around.

　　 "Brother, you are all right..."

　　 Lu Xue rushed over and spoke with joy.

　　 "Deacon Yuan is really amazing!"

　　 "The Heavenly Master Palace has such a method, I really deserve to be the leader of my righteous path!"

　　...

　　 Seeing the expressions of the people who surrounded him, Yuan Siyuan felt very helpful in his heart.

　　 "Hey! This demon has messed up my sect, hurting so many people in the world, let me kill her with a single sword!"

　　 A master master who rushed out from nowhere shouted loudly, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com rushed towards Ziyi with a long sword.

　　 "Go away!"

　　 Yuan Siyuan yelled angrily, as if ten thousand golden rays of light radiated from his body, he drew the man who had drawn the sword back.

　　 "Deacon Yuan, what do you mean by protecting this magic repair?"

　　 "This is magic repair, Deacon Yuan, is your heavenly master palace protecting the magic repair?"

　　 Those masters of various sects gathered around and looked at Yuan Siyuan puzzledly.

　　 "My Heavenly Master Palace is acting, do I need to explain to you?"

　　 Yuan Siyuan gave a cold cry, then turned to Lu Xue and whispered: "Take this senior back to the Heavenly Master Palace!"

　　...

　　 Looking at the Tianshi Palace and his party going away, and then at the devastated face in front of the mountain gate, Sun Muyun, who was vomiting blood and coughing low, fainted without breathing.

　　 "Everyone, I, Baiyun Jianzong, has established a sect here for more than 100 years. I have always accumulated virtue and do good, and I have no grievances with others. I am also respectful and respectful to the Heavenly Master Palace.

　　 The other elder of the White Cloud Sword Sect who was supporting Sun Muyun cried with his nose and tears.

　　The disciples of the White Cloud Sword Sect below all had tears in their eyes, gritting their teeth.

　　 "Everyone, the Heavenly Master Palace wants to give us an explanation!" A Taoist master who came to the team shouted, his face full of righteousness.

　　 "Yes, guarding so many fellow magic repairs, the Heavenly Master Palace must give us an explanation!" Another expert waved his hand fiercely, full of fortitude.

　　 "Let's go to the Palace of Heavenly Master, go to Master Song Yue for an explanation!" An old man in white clothes stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, and said calmly.

"go-"

　　 Everyone fell into the direction Yuan Siyuan was leaving, shouting and chasing them.