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Chapter 91

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    Just when the dwarf was complacent and Han Li had his own plans.

    Two more people jumped out from the Qixuan Gate. After jumping out of the crowd, without saying a word, they rushed straight at the dwarf. They were Wang Juechu's other two uncles.

    The faces of the two were full of grief, obviously they were extremely saddened by the death of the burly man.  Therefore, he hated Venerable Jin Guang, ignored the dwarf as a sword fairy, and only wanted to kill him and avenge that man.

    Sect Master Wang originally wanted to stop the reckless behavior of the two, but then he thought about it, this kind of dwarf who can be enchanted always has to face it, and his two uncles are the only ones who can threaten him.  Instead of stopping it now, it is better to let the masters and uncles decide the outcome when they are full of revenge.

    Thinking of this, Wang Juechu swallowed the words that Wang Juechu wanted to call him back from his throat and back into his stomach.

    After Master Jin Guang experienced the lesson not long ago, he did not dare to underestimate the other party this time.  He drove the gray light and pointed at the two of them, and the gray light immediately turned into a long rainbow and flew straight to the opposite side.

    The Confucian scholar among the two people on the opposite side saw the gray light suspected to be a flying sword flying towards him.  He raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and a thin silver thread shot out from his cuff, bumped into Huimang head-on, and paused the gray light, but then Huimang rushed away as if nothing had happened.  Come here, it seems that the silver wire did not play a big role.

    Others didn't see clearly what the silver thread was, but Han Li could see it clearly with the super vision bestowed by Changchun Gong.  It was clearly dozens of silver needles connected in a straight line. I don't know what method the Confucian scholar used to shoot out such a light and thin needle with such a powerful technique. This made Han Li very interested.

    Seeing that the silver thread didn't work, the Confucian scholar didn't panic.  He bowed his body, and suddenly spun on the spot like a top, and then shot out countless large and small cold lights from the turning figure.  The silver stream directly collided with the gray light, making a crashing sound, pushing the gray light into mid-air and making it impossible to get off; the other direction flew straight towards the dwarf, hitting the golden shield, ding  Jingle is very spectacular.

    The cold current that hit the gray light kept dropping some debris, but because of the incompleteness, the original appearance could no longer be seen.  However, the cold glow that bounced back from the golden cover was intact. They were all kinds of hidden weapons such as throwing knives, bodhi seeds, iron lotus seeds, money darts, etc. There were even some that could not be named.  Stranger things.

    Master Jin Guang was taken aback for a moment, but then he twitched his lips. He didn't think that all the gold and vulgar iron would be able to stop his treasure for a long time.

    "Hey" a thunderous roar resounded through the audience, making everyone jump.

    Only then did people realize that the gray-clothed man who had run out with the Confucian scholar had pulled out the sword behind his back at some point, and was walking towards the gray light step by step.  A two-inch-long white awn was left, and the white awn stretched and contracted indefinitely, and the cold air was overwhelming.

    "Sword Glow", whoever it is, was the first to call out the name of the supreme sword skill that all sword wielders dream of.

    With a bang, there was boiling inside and outside the stadium!

    If the flying sword is just a legend in the rumors, then the sword glow is a myth in the world, and it is the yearning of all sword users.

    Now, not only did Feijian and Jianmang appear one after another, but they also had to start a duel immediately. How could this not make the blood of the people present excited, and they felt that this life was not in vain!

    At this time, Jia Tianlong not only didn't boil, but felt cold and sweated.  Only now did he know what it meant to be aware of later, and he was terrified!

    Although he knew before that there are three masters hidden in Qixuanmen.  But never expected that this master would be so high that he could use the sword light.  If he hadn't invited Venerable Jin Guang, an immortal cultivator, to take action this time, I'm afraid that this gray-clothed man who can use the sword light alone would be able to kill everyone on his side.

    When Jia Tianlong's face turned pale from fright, the man in gray had already arrived under the gray light.

    At this time, I don't know if it was Confucian intention, or if the hidden weapon on his body has been fired, Confucian body suddenly stopped turning, and the silver flow with the gray awn also stopped, and the gray awn that has no resistance naturally has no resistance.  It politely dropped to the top of the man in gray.

    The man in gray held a sword in both hands, and jumped into the air without fear.  He waved his sword light, and slashed fiercely at Huiguang.

    With a clear sound of "Dang", the man in gray fell from mid-air to the ground, and he couldn't stand still and backed up several steps in a row. Then he opened his mouth, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became dispirited.  As for the long sword in his hand, the three-inch long sword tip at the front has disappeared, and has become convex and flat.

    Huimang suffered hereThe shot, like a shot bird, fell from the air to the dust.  But even so, the gray glow still has not lost its brilliance, it is still jumping and stretching on the ground, it seems full of spirituality.

    Seeing this scene, Jia Tianlong and the people from Qixuanmen exclaimed at the same time.  However, people from Qixuanmen exclaimed with joy, while Jia Tianlong was full of worry.

    The dwarf student was also overjoyed. He looked at the tired man in gray and then at the dwarf. After a little hesitation, he still floated and flew towards the dwarf. He was going to deal with the enemy first.

    Before the Confucian scholar floated a few steps away, the man in gray suddenly yelled "Flash".

    Confucian scholar was startled, wanted to take action, but felt a chill on his neck, gray light flew past his eyes, and then saw a headless body running forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground, the back looked so vivid  the familiarity of.  As soon as the Confucian scholar thought of this, he completely lost consciousness.

    Master Jin Guang was full of arrogance at this time, he commanded the gray light that jumped up from the ground again, and flew towards the only surviving man in gray among the three masters.  He made a small plan for himself, and he was proud of killing the Confucian scholars.

    When he was thinking about killing the rest of the Qixuan Sect immediately after the results of the man in gray came out, he suddenly heard a sentence from the opposite crowd: "I like you very much, you flying thing. Give it to me for fun."  How about it?" Before he finished speaking, he felt a powerful spiritual power attached to the gray light, abruptly cutting off his connection with this object and taking away its control.

    And the gray light that was originally flying towards the man in gray also turned in the air and flew crookedly towards the crowd on the opposite side.

    Wherever the gray light went, everyone panicked and ran around, except for a young man with an ordinary appearance who was only seventeen or eighteen years old and did not move. This young man smiled at Master Jin Guang, revealing his dark black  The skin was completely opposite to the white teeth, and then he pointed at the gray light, and the gray light fell on his hand obediently.

    "Immortal Cultivator!" The dwarf felt a chill in his heart, and his face turned pale.

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