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"Brother Lin, what is going on?"

Guan Shan came to Lin Yue and asked softly.

"These three terrifying desolate beast kings usually don't take action at will, and they should have been ordered by the palace master."

"Let's take a good look at it, don't worry about anything."

Seeing the three desolate beast kings besieging Luo Ping, Lin Yue's old eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice.

"It makes sense, it must be that the palace lord can't look down on Luo Ping's attitude just now."

"So teach him a lesson."

Guan Shan suddenly realized and smiled.

"Good fight."

"Several wild beast seniors, don't give him a chance to breathe, beat him to death as hard as you can."

"Senior Desolate Beast is mighty, vent your anger on our Sword Palace."

"This son of a bitch has become arrogant just now."

……

Seeing Luo Ping in a state of distress under the siege of three desolate beasts, everyone in the Sword Palace applauded.

"How could these beasts have such strength."

"Before I came, I didn't hear that there are Xuanxian level desolate beasts sitting in the Sword Palace."

Luo Ping's face turned pale. Although he is a Xuanxian-level powerhouse, he is only a low-rank Xuanxian, and he can handle a desolate beast king alone.

Now being besieged by three desolate beast kings, he was quickly suppressed on the spot. The originally neat fairy robes on his body were torn to pieces by sharp claws, and there were several wounds on his chest and abdomen.

If this continues, it is really possible to die here.

At this moment, Luo Ping suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have been so domineering just now.

Chapter 407

"stop."

"I am the envoy of Qingxuan Holy Land, I just came to send an invitation card, and I have no intention of offending Haoran Sword Palace."

Under the siege of the three desolate beast kings, Luo Ping was beaten until he vomited blood and kept retreating. Seeing that the situation was in jeopardy, he had no choice but to give in and shouted.

"Roar, roar..."

But unfortunately, these desolate beast kings didn't intend to stop at all, but the offensive became more fierce and terrifying.

puff!

Caught off guard, Luo Ping's shoulder was split open by the iron wings of the black bird and desolate beast, and even seven or eight bones were broken.

Fortunately, the body of a Xuanxian-level powerhouse is almost indestructible. Under the continuous repair of heaven and earth immortal energy, Luo Ping's wound quickly recovered.

"Bastard!"

"Do you really think that this seat can be bullied?"

Luo Ping was so angry that he raised his hand and drew out a saber.The whole body of the saber was golden yellow, exuding an astonishing evil spirit.

"kill!"

With the saber in hand, Luo Ping's combat power soared a lot.

The terrifying sword light intertwined vertically and horizontally, forming a terrifying sky net, enveloping the three desolate beast kings.

The flesh body, which was as strong as the king of wild beasts, showed hideous wounds even when it was rubbed by the light of a knife.

"The Meteor Sword can kill even meteors."

"You beasts are bound to die."

Luo Ping raised his brows and raised his eyes, and the blade was extremely sharp. Every strike was like breaking the sky and breaking the earth, with the potential to overwhelm mountains and seas.

With the peerless immortal weapon in his hand, his strength is much stronger than before.

For a while, he actually suppressed the three desolate beast kings in turn.

But suppression is suppression, and the kings of wild beasts are not vegetarians. There are countless thunderbolts and divine flames bursting out from the bloody mouth, like the power of destroying the world and the light of the sword.

Within [-] meters around, all of them turned into terrifying death jedi, even Luo Tianshangxian, once they approached, they would be shaken into blood mist by the aftermath.

Roars and beast roars intertwined.

In the end, there was a terrible explosion on the entire battlefield, and the dazzling divine light was accompanied by terrible shock waves, which razed all the hills and vegetation to the ground.

Luo Ping was covered in blood, and the palm holding the knife trembled slightly.

Opposite him, the desolate beast kings were also uncomfortable. Although their bodies were solid and indestructible, they also had hideous wounds under the slash of the peerless immortal weapon.

The most important thing is that the saber energy full of destructive power constantly destroys the vitality of flesh and blood, making the wound impossible to heal at all.

"Let's all go back."

Just when several desolate beast kings were about to continue their attacks, a calm voice came from the void.

After hearing this voice, the desolate beast kings tensed up and retreated silently into the Sword Palace.

"It's the voice of the Palace Master."

"I'll wait to see the Palace Master."

"Meet the Palace Master."

There was no need for the elders of the sect to remind, the disciples of the Sword Palace knelt down one after another.

Under everyone's attention, countless heavenly and earthly celestial energy surged, and finally formed a blurred figure.

"Spiritual projection."

"The means of a Xuanxian-level powerhouse."

Seeing this shadow, Luo Ping's expression changed slightly, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

As a person who is also at the level of Xuanxian, Luo Ping is deeply aware that in the great realm of Xuanxian, there is also a difference between strength and weakness.

Spiritual projection is a method that only middle-rank Xuanxian or above can use.

"You are the master of Haoran Sword Palace, Zhao Fan?"

"You turned out to be a strong Xuanxian, you really hid it very deeply."

Luo Ping's eyes showed fear. He thought that the Haoran Sword Palace was decaying and declining, but just now, there were three powerful and perverted wild beast kings, and now he is the master of the Sword Palace who is at least a middle-rank Xuanxian.

It caused quite a stir in his heart.

If this was a top religion or an ancient country in the Immortal Domain, Luo Ping wouldn't be surprised, but hasn't Haoran Sword Palace been in decline for many years?How could such a level of immortal powerhouse be born?

"I am, what advice do you have?"

Zhao Fan had no expression on his face, and his voice was extremely calm.

If it was the real immortal strongman from Qingxuan Holy Land who came, I would still be a little afraid, but Luo Ping on the opposite side was just a low-rank Xuanxian, if he wanted to kill him, he would be able to kill him with a single hand.

"Fifty years later, the Qingxuan Holy Land will hold an Enlightenment Conference."

"Specially invite Haoran Sword Palace to participate."

Luo Ping spoke in a deep voice, and the golden invitation fell in front of Zhao Fan.

"Enlightenment Conference?"

Zhao Fan looked at the invitation post in front of him, frowned slightly, and asked calmly, "Why don't you go to the Sword Palace?"

"Don't go?"

The corners of Luo Ping's mouth curled up, a smile was drawn, and he said in a cold voice: "For tens of thousands of years, no one has dared to refuse the invitation from the Holy Land. You should weigh the consequences yourself."

"Farewell."

After leaving this ruthless sentence, Luo Ping didn't linger, turned around and disappeared into the sky as a Changhong.

"Go back to the main hall."

Zhao Fan didn't make a move to stop Luo Ping. The other party was the envoy of Qingxuan Holy Land. If he really killed him, it would be tantamount to declaring war directly, which would be self-defeating for Sword Palace.

Compared with Qingxuan Holy Land, Haoran Sword Palace today is like the gap between an egg and a boulder, not even qualified for a head-on collision.

The Great Hall of the Sword Palace.

In addition to Lin Yue and Guan Shan, there were more than a dozen elders of the Sword Palace who held important positions. In addition, Wang Yu was also allowed to come in and listen.

"I have heard of the Dao Enlightenment Conference."

"It is said that it is a grand event held every 100 years in Qingxuan Holy Land."

"The various forces that can be invited are all ancient countries with great teachings, and even the worst ones are all prosperous immortal families that have been passed down for thousands of years."

"It can be said to be the top event in half of Langya Immortal Territory."

Lin Yue is old and prudent, and he traveled to the Immortal Realm when he was young, so he has a certain understanding of the Dao Enlightenment Conference.

"For such an important event, Qingxuan Holy Land invited our Sword Palace to participate, and they will never be so kind."

"I'm afraid they want to severely humiliate our Sword Palace in front of all forces."

Guan Shan said worriedly.

"Probably."

"Our Sword Palace offended the Qingxuan Holy Land before, and now they send people to send invitations. At that time, it will not only be a humiliation, but more to suppress our sect."

"The Qingxuan Holy Land is like the den of tigers and wolves. If we send people there, our lives may be in danger."

"I don't think it's better not to send someone to get involved."

An elder with white beard and hair spoke up, thinking that the Sword Palace should not send people to avoid more troubles.

"Elder Wang, the Qingxuan Holy Land has shaken the Immortal Realm for countless years, and they refused their invitation and did not send people to the Dao Enlightenment Conference."

"At that time, Qingxuan Holy Land can take advantage of this and directly send countless immortal experts to attack our Sword Palace."

Another elder shook his head and said in opposition.

"In this way, our Sword Palace can't send people there, or can't we send people there?"

"Qingxuan Holy Land is so vicious."

"This is a real conspiracy!"

……

For a moment, all the elders in the Sword Palace sighed helplessly, feeling a strong sense of powerlessness.

The opponent of Haoran Sword Palace this time is not the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, nor the Taiyan Dynasty, but one of the super powers standing at the apex of the Langya Immortal Territory, Qingxuan Holy Land!

As long as that kind of behemoth is willing, Haoran Sword Palace can be completely destroyed at any time. The overall strength of the two sides is far too different.

"My lord, what should we do?"

Lin Yue looked at Zhao Fan's spiritual projection, quietly waiting for the latter's decision.

"Yes, Palace Master, you have an idea."

"We all listen to you."

……

Guan Shan and other elders also looked at Zhao Fan earnestly.

Chapter 408 Changes in the Sword Palace

Zhao Fan did not rush to answer, but looked at Wang Yu who was listening patiently, and asked, "Wang Yu, what do you think?"

"Ah! This..."

Wang Yu was stunned. On such an important occasion, he never thought that Zhao Fan would ask for his opinion.

"I think I should go."

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Yu blinked his big eyes and continued softly: "As the elders said, this is a conspiracy by Qingxuan Holy Land."