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Chapter Seventy-Five: The Legacy of Dragon Warfare (I)


Zengxuan suddenly stood up and flew in mid-air, his clothes swaying, looking into the distance with a pair of beautiful blood eyes, and murmured: "That kid went to the Qingyun Mountains alone, would he have been eaten by a monster?

If that's the case, I must avenge him and wash the Qingyun Mountains with blood."

Landing leisurely, Zingxuan gathered up the hem of his skirt to cover a pair of slender and soft snowy legs.

He looked up at the door of Ye's house and said, "It's so boring to be here all day.

Otherwise, I'll go to the Qingyun Mountains."

Forget it, that’s not good.

That boy Ye Yang repeatedly asked me to take care of his father.

What’s so good about that fat man?

If I, Zingxuan, are to protect me here, why not kill him?”

After thinking about it, it was still wrong.

Zengxuan stood on the grass pretty and confused.

Suddenly, Zeng Xuan groaned "Oh", his brows furrowed, his expression became extremely solemn, as if facing a powerful enemy, countless star power surged between his arms, and the strength of the third level of the starry sky was undoubtedly revealed.

"Who is it?

Get out of here, girl!"

Zingxuan shouted softly.

In the distance, in the void, three figures floated in like the wind, quietly, and they were already very close to each other before they were noticed by Zing Xuan.

This shows that the cultivation of these three people is not inferior to that of Zing Xuan.

These three people have strange descriptions.

The leader is an old man, leaning on a crutch.

The tip of the crutch is inlaid with a blood-red gem.

It is obviously a staff with spiritual power.

Behind the old man, there is a man and a woman.

The man is dressed in white.

The woman is wearing a shirt, holding an iron bone fan in her hand, and has a graceful demeanor, while the woman is holding a rapier.

She is as beautiful as a flower, dressed in black, but a sinister smile at the corner of her mouth breaks the overall beauty.

The middle-aged scholar in white shirt shook his iron fan and said with a smile: "Junior sister Zengxuan, long time no see."

Zongxuan was startled, with a trace of anger in his beautiful eyes, but he smiled and said: "Who am I?

It turns out to be Elder Yun Feng, one of the four guardians of Shura Palace.

Three of the four masters of Shura Palace came at once.

You really think highly of me, Zeng Xuan, there is another one, where is Dong Zhen?"

The scholar holding a paper fan in his hand sneered: "Does Dong Zhen need to take action to capture you?

Huh, Zhengxuan, you made it so difficult for us to find you.

More than a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Where are you hiding?"

Zingxuan smiled faintly: "Either do it or get out of here."

The woman in black stepped forward, pointed her sword directly at Zongxuan, and angrily said: "Little girl, don't be so presumptuous.

This time the three of us came from the Shura Palace to Liangcheng just for you.

If you know the truth, we will capture you without any effort, so as to save us the expense." strength" Zeng Xuan's eyes turned cold: "Lu Ling, who do you think you are?

Don't think that you have reached the third level of the starry sky.

I will kill you with no more than three moves."

Lu Ling was startled, with jealousy and hatred in her eyes.

At this time, the old man said: "Zengxuan, I remember that you were once a disciple of our Shura Hall and the master's favorite disciple.

Come back with us, otherwise, we will meet in war."

Zingxuan took a deep breath, and a ball of blazing fire condensed in his palm.

He smiled slightly and said: "Let's meet in war.

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For thousands of years, I have never been afraid of you and Elder Xuan.

After so many years, my wife is I’ve extended my contract for several hundred rooms, why aren’t you dead yet?”

Elder Hexuan was so angry that his beard flew up: "Humph, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."

The two sides were at war with each other.

All four of them were starry sky level experts.

The difference was that Zeng Xuan was at the peak of the third level of the starry sky, while the other three were all intermediate levels of the third level of the starry sky.

However, they had an absolute advantage in numbers.

"superior" Lu Ling made the first move, and her long sword, wrapped in the power of the starry sky, stabbed Zeng Xuan's chest fiercely.

"snort" Zingxuan sneered and walked towards him.

He only heard a puff sound, and the opponent's long sword went straight into his chest.

However, Zingxuan acted as if nothing was wrong.

The light of the soul fire ball in his hand rose sharply, and he slapped Lu Ling's body hard.

"boom" During the collision, the light surged, and no one knew how much power the little soul fire ball contained, but with just one blow, Lu Ling screamed and retreated, her whole body covered in flames.

"Crack"

Pulling out the sharp sword from his chest, Zeng Xuan smiled coldly: "It seems that this kind of mortal iron also wants to hurt me.

After so many years, the Shura Palace has no intention of making progress.

Is the strength of the four elders only at this level?"

Elder Hexuan's face became very ugly.

He jumped up suddenly and raised his staff.

Suddenly countless flames flew around Zongxuan, forming a cage of flames.

Once these extraordinary fires come into contact, they will immediately be wiped out.

Zingxuan naturally knew the pros and cons, and quickly condensed the starry sky armor.

At some point, a purple spear appeared in his hand, and it flew out with a bang.

"brush" The spear shot past and hit the old man's starry sky armor with a "clang" sound, which only made him vomit blood and retreat.

"hehe" Zhengxuan pursed his lips and smiled: "That's all."

At this time, the scholar in white shirt rushed over and said: "Elder Hexuan, there is no need to say more, our trip is just to capture Zeng Xuan and get out of the Soul Capturing Array."

"good" Lu Ling, who was rolling on the ground, also stood up.

The three of them took advantage of the opportunity when Zongxuan was imprisoned in the cage of fire, and stood in three directions of Zongxuan.

They let out a low roar, and blood surged around them, and streaks of light were reflected on the ground.

The ancient and obscure runes flickered with ghosts and let out a low wail.

Zingxuan was shocked: "What, you are so despicable?"

"Wow" On the ground, a huge blood-colored net opened up, suddenly wrapping Zingxuan in it.

No matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape.

The big blood-colored net was filled with traces of ghostly aura, and it was mysterious.

Zingxuan was in the net. , I just felt that I was about to suffocate, and the power of the stars in my body surged thousands of miles.

In just a short moment, I seemed to have turned into a mortal, and could no longer raise the slightest strength.

Yun Feng raised the big net with one hand and said with a laugh: "Zengxuan, we have to invite the most powerful Soul Capturing Formation of Shura Palace to capture you and bring you back.

You will be proud of your face."

Zeng Xuan's beautiful eyes were full of anger: "Bah, bitch" Yun Feng, Lu Ling and He Xuan looked at each other and said, "Let's go."

Before the three of them could move, they suddenly felt an extremely powerful aura descending on them, making the three of them feel as if they were suffocating.

"What, this kind of aura, could it be the seventh level of the starry sky?"

Elder He Xuan's face was full of horror: "How is it possible?

Apart from Master, are there any strong people of the seventh level of the starry sky on this continent?"

As soon as the sky darkened, the divine light came out, and in the void, an old man in green clothes stepped out, with steady steps and an angry face.

He stepped on Taixu, looked at the three of them, and shouted: "Taixu Gate actually It is truly deplorable that we have fallen to what we are today.”

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Hexuan was shocked: "Who are you?"

The old man in green shirt had a gloomy look in his eyes: "Qin Fang, the guardian craftsman under Qing Emperor Fuxi, let go of Zeng Xuan immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

He Xuan froze there, seeming to hesitate

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