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    Two powerful people died here.


    Zhenzhu, whose head was cut in half.


    Lu''s ancestors with holes in their chest.


    And those who killed these two people were the younger generation in tianwu territory.


    Even the ancestors of the Lu family died at the hands of Zhao Fugui in Diwu territory.


    If this news gets out, it will stir the whole Middle Earth.


    But at this time.


    There were only two witnesses and a snake.


    Guangling saint, Qi Yanting and Hydra!


    "The ancestor of the Lu family is dead?"


    The pupil of Guangling Saint trembled and even breathed.


    She never thought it would turn out like this.


    Zhao Fugui!


    The goddess of Guangling hurriedly looked in the direction of Zhao Fugui.


    The white sword just now.


    It seems that Zhao Fugui did it.


    But how can Zhao Fugui, who has only seven levels of martial arts, have such a strong sword spirit?


    You know, Zhao Fugui only has seven levels of land and martial arts.


    And he''s not arrogant. He''s a genius at best.


    Don''t compare with her.


    It is inferior to Qi Yanting.


    Besides, the ancestors of the Lu family are, after all, the strong ones in the great energy realm.


    Although he was seriously injured before, his aura was less than 10%.


    But even in this way, it is not a junior in the local martial arts realm who can kill him.


    Poop!


    Just as the saint of Guangling looked away.


    Zhao Fugui''s body could not hold on and fell to the ground.


    At this time, he was bleeding from his seven orifices and looked very miserable.


    In his hand, he still held the scarlet sword gourd tightly.


    "Saint, are you all right?"


    Qi Yanting reacted quickly and helped Guangling saint to stand up.


    I saw the saint of Guangling looking at Zhao Fugui.


    Suddenly, he explained in a low voice.


    "After the evil wind, I was blown to a broken courtyard, and Zhao Fugui and several others were also blown there."


    "But there was a great crisis. The other people were killed by those hairless birds and flying fish. Only Zhao Fugui survived and saved me!"


    Said Zhao Fugui saved himself, Qi Yanting obviously paused for a while.


    Had it not been for this, she would have shot Zhao Fugui, who betrayed the saint of Guangling.


    "What''s the matter with the little vermilion gourd?"


    Guangling saint''s eyes were fierce, and she saw the sword gourd in Zhao Fugui''s hand at a glance.


    "It was an ancient treasure. Zhao Fugui said he smelled the aroma of wine, so he broke into the deep part of the courtyard alone. When he came out, he had the little gourd."


    Qi Yanting only knew about it and didn''t know the origin of the little gourd.


    "But the little gourd is very powerful. We met several dangers on the road. He can spit out several sword Qi after drinking a mouthful of wine. It is very powerful."


    Qi Yanting was shocked more than ever when she first saw her.


    But she won''t ask Zhao Fugui.


    And Zhao Fugui naturally will not take the initiative to expose.


    But the sword like just now.


    It''s also the first time she''s seen her.


    There was a trace of fear for Zhao Fugui in my heart.


    "You go and see him, life or death!"


    The saint of Guangling hesitated for a moment and began to command.


    Qi Yanting dared not neglect.


    Immediately, he hurried to Zhao Fugui''s side and examined it carefully.


    "Saint, he just fainted and was alive."


    Then Qi Yanting reached out and grabbed the sword gourd.


    In her opinion.


    Zhao Fugui has such strength purely by virtue of this sword gourd.


    How can this ancient treasure fall into the hands of such a wine bag as Zhao Fugui.


    So she wants to take it for herself.


    "Ah!"


    However, as soon as her hand touched the sword gourd, she felt that she was pierced by countless root tips.


    The pain made her cry.


    She doesn''t believe in evil and her aura works.


    Intend to forcibly rob.


    But still not.


    It seems that it is not a small gourd, but a hedgehog covered with thorns.


    "Hum!"


    Qi Yanting kicked Zhao Fugui hard and then returned to Guangling saint.


    "Saint, what shall we do now?"


    Qi Yanting asked.


    This question also asked the saint of Guangling.


    Now Xiao Changfeng is hit by the soul killing needle, if what Lu''s ancestors said is not bad.


    At this time, all his spirits should be destroyed, leaving only his flesh.


    But the hydra is still there.


    Around Xiao Changfeng.


    It''s obviously not easy to get Xiao Changfeng''s body.


    Both Zhenzhu and Lu''s ancestors died.


    There is still Zhao Fugui in a coma.


    If according to the original character.


    At this time, the saint of Guangling was naturally the queen of the storage ring of the two great energy territories.


    Take Qi Yanting out of here.


    As for Zhao Fugui, she naturally wants to eliminate the roots.


    Anyway, all the reasons can be put on the ancient ruins.


    But at this time, Guangling Saint hesitated.


    She turned her head slightly and looked at Xiao Changfeng.


    I couldn''t help thinking:


    What if he''s not dead?


    Xiao Changfeng left a deep impression on her.


    Especially the powerful divine consciousness.


    Even at this time, Xiao Changfeng was stiff, his eyes were gray, and his breath was weak to the extreme.


    But she still dared not be careless.


    Besides, she doesn''t know much about the soul killing needle.


    Although it is also a holy weapon, can it really destroy the soul?


    Even if it can destroy the souls of ordinary people.


    But Xiao Changfeng''s divine sense is strong, which means that his soul is also very strong.


    So can the soul killing needle really kill him?


    Guangling saint''s face changed at this time.


    The inner struggle is incomparable.


    "Saint, why don''t we kill him, rob the treasure and leave here directly."


    Qi Yanting suddenly spoke.


    She coveted Zhao Fugui''s sword gourd too much.


    And this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.


    So she was excited.


    "Really want to kill!"


    Guangling Saint nodded, which made Qi Yanting overjoyed.


    "But you, not him, are going to die!"


    Guangling Saint continued to speak.


    But the last time you spit out.


    Her right hand turned into a palm and hit Qi Yanting directly in the heart.


    This palm, she did not leave a hand.


    The strength of tianwu territory jiuzhong has been brought into full play.


    Even if it was a frontal battle, Qi Yanting was by no means an opponent.


    What''s more, it was a sneak attack at this time.


    Poof!


    Qi Yanting''s heart was broken in an instant, and the whole person fell into a pool of blood.


    She stared at the saint of Guangling with beautiful eyes.


    The pupils were full of shock and confusion.


    She never thought of it.


    Guangling saint, who has always regarded herself as an idol, would kill herself.


    Unfortunately, she can''t get the answer.


    The palm of Guangling Saint made her lose all possibilities.


    When the eyes are dark, they die completely.


    The last moment.


    Guangling Saint decided to gamble.


    Bet Xiao Changfeng is not dead!


    Anyway, for her, losing a bet is just losing Qi Yanting.


    But when I won the bet, I saved my life!


    Sure enough.


    When she killed Qi Yanting.


    A familiar voice came from behind her.


    "You''re smart!"