Peach Fortune Ring

A series of piercing sounds sounded, and then seven master foundation builders appeared around Song Yan.

"Who is your Excellency?" Yuan Yangzi, the head of Yuqing Palace, asked.

"I'm your uncle!" Song Yan sneered.

"court death!"

Yuan Yangzi yelled angrily, threw out a golden ruler, and with a single finger, the golden ruler transformed into hundreds of strips, shooting toward Song Yan overwhelmingly.

"The green lotus is in full bloom!"

Song Yan slashed out the Qinglian Sword in his hand, nine sword lotuses suddenly appeared in the void, and exploded instantly, turning into hundreds of solid sword qi.

The sword energy collided with the golden ruler, bursting out violent air currents, and for a while, sand and rocks were flying, and the wind danced wildly.

"Quick, back up quickly!"

Such a big momentum has spread to the outside, frightened all the bodyguards hastily guarded the head of state and the nine elders and retreated.

In the air, hundreds of sword qi successfully smashed hundreds of golden rulers, leaving only one body to continue hitting Song Yan.

cut!

With a flash of sword light, Qinglianjian stood fiercely on the golden ruler, and with a click, the golden ruler shattered and was chopped into countless pieces.

"puff!"

Yuan Yangzi spat out a mouthful of blood, and when Song Yan was about to catch up and kill him, another six magic weapons bombarded him.

In desperation, Song Yan had no choice but to give up chasing and killing Yuanyangzi, and flew out in all directions with the Qinglian Sword in his hand.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As the battle became more and more intense and the vigor became more and more raging, within a radius of 200 meters, it was difficult for the masters of the ninth level of talent to gain a foothold.

"Whoosh!"

A figure left the battlefield and landed a hundred meters away. It was Song Yan.

It has to be said that the fourth-grade treasure controlled by the foundation-builder is much stronger than those innate eighth-level playgrounds. With the cooperation of the six people just now, he didn't take advantage of it at all.

In fact, the six foundation-building masters who fought against him were terrified. They couldn't take down Song Yan together. You know, even the middle-stage foundation-building masters couldn't stand the combination of the six of them.

"Could this person be a master in the late stage of Foundation Establishment?"

Song Yan's eyes slowly swept over the six people. As for Yuan Yangzi, he had already retreated to the sidelines to stand with the injured Kong Kongzi. Both of their magic weapons were smashed by Song Yan, causing their hearts to be traumatized. The strength dropped sharply.

"It seems that if you don't use some real skills, you won't be able to defeat this group of people!"

With a thought, the sword essence in Song Yan's body began to operate according to a specific route, and his cultivation base that could be suppressed also rose rapidly.

Congenital eightfold.

Congenital ninefold.

In the early stage of foundation building.

When his aura climbed to the early stage of foundation establishment, he slowly raised the Qinglian sword in his hand.

The moment he raised the Qinglian sword, Liaoyin among the six felt that she was locked by a special aura. This aura made her feel frightened and made her feel the breath of death.

"Quick, attack him!"

Liaoyin let out a mournful roar, and controlled a blue wooden fish to smash towards Song Yanfei viciously.

The other five people felt the fear in Yin Yin's tone. Although they didn't know why she felt the fear, they still sent the magic weapon to kill Song Yan.

A layer of cyan mask appeared on Song Yan's body surface.

He didn't dodge or dodge, allowing the six magic weapons to bombard him.

When the six people saw this, they couldn't help being overjoyed, and secretly thought that it was a good opportunity, so they increased the output of true energy one after another, and for a while, the six magic weapons became brighter again.

But right now.

An astonishing aura burst out from Song Yan's body, this aura was sharp and sharp, and one couldn't help but feel an invincible feeling.

"Sword Yuan Slash!"

Song Yan drank lightly, and cut out the Qinglian sword in his hand.

"hold head high!"

Like the chant of a dragon and the cry of a sword, a ten-foot-long dragon with sword aura appeared, rushed to Yin like lightning, and opened its mouth to bite her.

"do not want!"

Liaoyin frantically activated the magic weapon for body protection, and at the same time, his figure quickly retreated.

However, Stegosaurus was faster and swallowed her in the blink of an eye.

"help me!"

A short cry came from within Stegosaurus, and the other five Foundation Builders withdrew their magic weapons one after another, and smashed them frantically at Stegosaurus.

"boom!"

The Stegosaurus exploded, and a bloody figure flew out and fell to the ground.

"It's Daoist Yin!"

Master Jin Guang came to Yin's body in a flash, swept his spiritual sense, and found that although Yin was still breathing, there was not an inch of the other's body intact, and the dantian, eyebrows, heart, etc. were all pierced by the sword energy.

"You are so vicious!"

Master Jin Guang turned his head to look at Song Yan.

"Cut, you are all my enemies, should I still be merciful to you?" Song Yan said disdainfully, and even though he killed a foundation builder in an instant with a move of sword yuan slash, it also consumed half of his sword Yuan.

Therefore, he decided not to use Jian Yuan Zhan unless it was absolutely necessary.

Thinking of this, Song Yan fixed his eyes on the remaining five Foundation Establishment members, feeling his malicious eyes, and all five of them felt shuddering.

"My fellow daoist, let's stop!" Qing Yuzi said.

Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help showing a look of consideration. Even if he tried his best, he might not be able to kill all the remaining seven foundation builders, and he would also offend all the people in the world of cultivating immortals. After killing them all, will they provoke stronger masters?

Thinking of this, he said to Han Song who retreated 200 meters away: "Mr. Han, come here!"