Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

"If he makes a move, one person is enough to sweep all directions."

……

Seeing this man appear, the Fulongguan disciples who were still a little panicked instantly calmed down.

Some people sneered, some were in high spirits, as if they had seen Zhang Yu and others' miserable end.

This is Fulongguan, one of the few first-class sects in Qingzhou, with a background far beyond common sense.

Li Qing was walking, his strong and burly body contained surging and boundless power, like an ancient god, slowly exuding a frightening aura.

His eyes were cold and his expression was indifferent. Every step he took was like the sound of a heavenly drum, resonating with the heaven and the earth, forming an invisible aura that pressed towards Zhang Yu and the others.

This is a kind of coercion at the level of artistic conception, which is enough to deter all the golden immortals under half a step of Luotian.

Zhang Yu and the others, who were fighting Fulongguan and other strong men, groaned almost at the same time, and retreated uncontrollably.

Even Lin Yue, Gu Feng, and Yu Ping, who were as strong as Lin Yue, were intimidated by the invisible coercion, which affected the operation of their own immortal power.

"It's the assistant viewer who has come."

"You group of thieves from the Haoran Sword Palace, and the remnants of the Zhang family, will die here today."

Seeing this, Zhou Han laughed out loud.

The other powerhouses of Fulong Temple also sneered and took the opportunity to launch a fierce offensive.

Suddenly the situation turned around, and Haoran Jiangong and others fell into a disadvantage.

"Zhao Fan, it's your turn."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Yue reminded a certain place in a deep voice.

"boom!"

Before Lin Yue finished speaking, a flash of sword light suddenly appeared.

The golden sword light illuminated the entire sky as bright as day.

Before the strong men of Fulongguan reacted, the sword light like a flood of beasts, ignoring the distance between layers of space, slashed at the vice-watchman Li Qing head-on from a sharp and tricky angle.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost."

Li Qing didn't take it seriously, just raised his hand and slapped it.

He is one of the two sub-masters of Fulong Temple, and his true strength is even higher than that of the dead Xu Fen.

The most important thing is that he doesn't think there is anyone in this world who can threaten him except Luo Tianshangxian.

Moreover, here is Fulong Temple!

Li Qing slapped his palm casually, forming a majestic and huge palm print. Under the impetus of heaven and earth, it was like a hill, blasting towards Jianguang head-on.

boom!

But in the next second, the palm prints were shattered, and the sword light remained undiminished, slashing towards Li Qing.

"Ok?"

Li Qing suddenly felt bad, clenched his hands into fists, and immediately punched out with great force.

The strength of the fist is magnificent, as if the sun is spinning, with an invincible momentum, it rushes up to the sky and attacks Jianguang domineeringly.

The violent collision between the two caused a terrible explosion.

Without waiting for the rest of his energy to dissipate, a tall and tall figure emerged from the air waves, raised his palm, and slapped Li Qing head-on.

Seeing the situation, Li Qing sneered, raised his hand and punched out domineeringly.

Click!

But soon, Li Qing's expression changed, his fist seemed to hit the Immortal Metal God Iron, and the powerful anti-shock force blasted his entire arm to pieces.

A terrifying destructive force rushed straight into Li Qing's body along the broken arm, shaking him apart.

"what……"

Li Qing screamed out, the primordial spirit between his brows turned into a bright ball of light, and was about to rush out to escape.

However, it was squeezed and wiped out by an invisible force, and finally disappeared abruptly in the air.

"Is this the deputy master of Fulong temple?"

"It's just too weak."

"There isn't a single one who can fight."

Zhao Fan withdrew his palm, shook his head slightly and said.I only use the strength of my body, and the opponent is killed like this, I really can't bear to toss.

All of this happened in a blink of an eye, and by the time everyone realized it, Li Qing, the assistant viewer, had already fallen.

"what?"

"Master Deputy Viewer, how is this possible?"

"Who is he? Just as he raised his hand, he actually killed Vice-Guard Master Li, who was a half-step Luo Tianshangxian!"

……

This scene made the powerhouses of Fulongguan turn pale, and if they were in the mood to continue fighting with Haoran Sword Palace and others, they would flee back to the temple immediately.

But Zhang Yu, Lin Yue and the others did not miss this opportunity. Almost everyone in the Sword Palace made a full attack at the same time, launching the most deadly attack on the strong men of Fulong Temple.

In the blink of an eye, several of the Fulongguan powerhouses who were in chaos fell.

Earlier, in order to chase and kill Zhang Yu, Fulong Temple sent out the thirteen sons of Fulong, but six or seven of them were counter-killed. Later, Zhao Fan killed the five elders.

Not long ago, the vice-monitor Xu Fen and ten top-grade golden immortals fell outside the Sword Palace, and now the last vice-monitor Li Qing died again, bringing along several strong golden immortals.

Almost half of the high-ranking powerhouses in Fulong Temple were lost.

Down below, the disciples of Fulongguan who were full of confidence almost showed horror when they saw this scene.

This is Fulong Temple!Now the strong men of their own parents are almost killed like bereaved dogs. Why is this happening?

Boom!

Aware of the changes here, an arm suddenly protruded from the deepest part of Fulong Temple.

This arm is full of silvery luster, like a special fairy gold poured, and it is full of hot runes, like the hand of a god, carrying the power of the infinite law.

In an instant, the sky and the earth paled, and the sun and the moon dimmed.

Zhang Yu, Lin Yue and his disciples, as well as the elders of the Golden Immortals in the Sword Palace, felt their hair stand on end for the first time, and felt a dangerous suffocation.

As strong as Zhao Fan, his heart shuddered, and he shot in time, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and blasted towards the silver arm with the momentum of thunder.

boom!

The rune on the silver arm was flourishing, carrying the surging might of heaven and earth, smashing the clouds and mists of the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

Zhao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, the power of his body exploded completely, his skin and flesh were burning, and the portal of potential was releasing its secret power.

But even so, Zhao Fan was still forced to retreat.

Every time he took a step, the void under the soles of his feet would be shaken into ripples visible to the naked eye because he couldn't bear the terrible force.

It was like a calm lake with violent ripples.

"The power of the dragon elephant."

Zhao Fan's eyes were calm, and he finally used the Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Sutra, his blood was surging, and the huge phantom of Tianlong and Tianxiang appeared behind him, blessing him with boundless power.

Under the blessing of the power of the dragon elephant, Zhao Fan's flesh and blood were crystal clear, as if poured from glazed fairy gold, full of a majestic sense of power.

He punched one after another, each punch was enough to smash the mountains.

bang, bang...

The silver arm shook violently, and the scorching rune disintegrated dimly.

Finally, it collapsed with a deafening explosion.

But this is just the beginning, accompanied by a cold snort, an unimaginably powerful figure walked out from the deepest palace of Fulong Temple.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing a bright silver Taoist robe, with golden scriptures all over his body, forming an indestructible brand undulating, like an open divine ring, full of sacred and transcendent aura.

His face was stern, his brows were deep and sharp, and his gestures revealed an unimaginable coercion.

Duan Feiyang, the master of Fulong Temple, is a real Luo Tianxian!

Chapter 330

"It's Lord Guanzhu!"

"His old man has awakened from retreat."

"great."

"Meet Lord Guanzhu."

"Master Guanzhu, please take action and kill the invading enemy!"

……

Seeing Fulong temple master Duan Feiyang appear, down to the disciples in the temple, up to the elders, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time showed excitement.

In their eyes, Fulong Guanzhu is a symbol of invincibility, as long as he personally takes action, it is enough to destroy all threats.

"A group of ants in Haoran Sword Palace."

"Are you convicted?"

Duan Feiyang questioned with a blank face.

He has a very high posture, like a high-ranking god, scolding the weak and rebellious mortals.

Shangxian's power is rolling, like a violent wind and rain sweeping the world.

Although most of them were blocked by Zhao Fan, Zhang Yu, Lin Yue and others still endured a lot of pressure and were shocked to retreat uncontrollably.

"Fulong Guanzhu!"

Looking at the figure standing between heaven and earth, Zhang Yu gritted his teeth, hatred burning in his chest.

Hundreds of years ago, it was because of this person's order that Fulongguan slaughtered the Zhang family, causing hundreds of thousands of people to fall.

"Bastard, don't be impulsive."

"You used to just court death."

Noticing that Zhang Yu was about to rush over, Lin Yue stopped him in time.

Facing a Luo Tianshangxian, let alone Zhang Yu, who was in the middle-grade Jinxian realm, even Lin Yue would die of hatred if he charged up.

With such a terrifying opponent, everyone can only rely on Zhao Fan.

"Is this the might of the Immortal Luo Tian?"

"Much stronger than I expected, but..."

"Not strong enough."

As soon as Zhao Fan's words fell, the immortal power that was dormant in his body made a thunderous roar like a stormy wave hitting the shore.

His slender and strong body exuded an extremely strong aura, and for a short while, he was able to resist Duan Feiyang's coercion.

"Extreme Golden Immortal?"

"The strength has surpassed the usual half-step Luo Tian."

"Are you the new strongman from the Sword Palace who defeated the Blood Demon Lord?"

Sensing the aura coming from Zhao Fan, Duan Feiyang, the master of Fulong Temple, looked sideways slightly and said expressionlessly.

He put his hands behind his back, his taoist robe was hunting, and at the same time he was walking in the void, the sky and the earth were constantly resonating, and phantoms of gods and demons appeared, crawling close to him, forming a magnificent and terrifying vision.

Zhao Fan was not afraid, he stood upright in front of Duan Feiyang like a javelin.

The two are a hundred meters apart, facing each other from a distance.

Although he hadn't made a move yet, the collision of two qi machines in the void produced waves of destructive power that spread in all directions.

At this moment, everyone's scalps were numb.

The audience of Sword Palace and Fulong stopped their hands one after another, and at the same time opened up enough distance.