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Chapter four hundred and sixty-six, meet Baofa Tiger again

Hearing this, the four of them felt like they were granted a general amnesty, and even took the initiative to pull out the Xuanyu on the three corpses lying on the ground and placed it respectfully in front of Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan glanced roughly and found that there were about thirty pieces. He frowned slightly and his tone was slightly cold, "That's all?"

Hearing Wei Yuan's words, the four sects looked at each other with bitter expressions, "Senior Brother Wei, this is actually quite a lot. We are just sects, and our skills are limited. There are many people who are above us in this martial arts performance. It is already good that we can save these."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan did not continue to make things difficult for him. He put away more than thirty pieces of Xuan jade, and then continued to ask, "Where is the flag?"

The four of them dared not hide it and spoke directly, "The top of the highest peak eighty miles north here is Dan Taiyuan."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan immediately realized that he must be the only one who has the strength to guard the flag.

As the name suggests, guarding the flag, if you are catching the flag, you will naturally have to get the flag to win. Everyone will eventually fight to grab the flag. Therefore, in previous martial arts performances, there were people with extraordinary strength who were guarding the flag. One man was the one who could pass by thousands of men, which was also considered a way of fighting. However, if this kind of self-esteem was not supported by absolute strength, he would probably not be able to resist the extraordinary people who were eyeing each other.

Dan Taiyuan is also the most powerful disciple of the various palaces and sects participating in the martial arts performance. After Sikong Duoyue was injured, it can be said that his opponent was only one person, that is Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan did not give him much face in the first two games. The two had already made an appointment to compete in this secret realm. Since that is the case, Dan Taiyuan guarded the flag, and Wei Yuan naturally wanted to seize the flag.

Moreover, the flag was seized to be a huge momentum. Otherwise, with the more than thirty mysterious jades in Wei Yuan's hand, he might not be able to win even if he added that flag. Therefore, he had to be high-profile and made everyone want to come up and beat him to death. In this way, he didn't have to search for them, so someone would naturally bring the mysterious jade to his door.

With a long roar, Wei Yuan rose into the air in an instant, his breath spread, and his body flew towards the north without any concealment. Everyone within a radius of several miles could see clearly.

For a moment, the disciples in the secret realm were all excited. Although they all knew that it was Wei Yuan, it was really surprising that such a high-profile behavior. You know, in this secret realm, it was like a black forest, and countless people were coveting the mysterious jade in the hands of others. Among these people, the disciples of the Tiangong were the most dazzling, and the mysterious jade in their hands was naturally the most.

So many times, there are always many sects who work together to deal with a cultivator in the Heavenly Palace, and it is easy to guess the consequences. After all, two fists cannot beat four hands, and not all of those sects are just having a good meal. When they start, they are merciless. Many disciples of the Heavenly Palace have capsized in the dark ditch like this.

So when Wei Yuan showed his breath and headed north with a high profile, many sects had quietly followed him, intending to join forces to completely bury the fat sheep here, including some disciples of the Heavenly Palace, such as Baofahu, whose psychological shadow was cut by Wei Yuan's sword.

"Wei Yuan, today I will definitely tear you into pieces so that I can vent my hatred!"

Baofahu had a gloomy face, followed by another cultivator from the Mo Shen Palace Zhaoshenchu ​​Realm. Not only that, around him, eleven children of the sect who were attached to the Mo Shen Palace shuttled between the jungle like tigers and wolves, in order to completely bury Wei Yuan, who was unknown to hide in the sky.

Not only them, as long as they could see Wei Yuan's high-profile behavior, they had already surrounded him from all directions. In all, there were thirty or forty people. Although half of them were going to watch the fun, this attitude was indeed shocking. After all, everyone knew what was there, a flag and another person.

When he flew forty miles, Wei Yuan had already felt that there were at least forty people following him, and more than a dozen of them were hanging from afar. He obviously had no intention of taking action, but there were more than twenty people who were obviously not good at it.

"oh?

There are also disciples of the Heavenly Palace. It seems that the number of mysterious jade in my hand will exceed 300 at this moment."

Wei Yuan's soul swept the direction behind him and immediately showed a smile. Although his scarless sword intent had just reached the threshold, he could only swing one sword intent at a time and kill one person, even so, as long as it was used properly, it would be enough to deal with these people.

Just as he was thinking like this, a wisp of Taoist Dharma suddenly rushed towards him behind him. Wei Yuan was not surprised, but just dodged sideways, then turned around and smiled, "So angry, my friend."

In the distance, Baofahu and his group had slowly soared into the air. If they moved forward, they might not be able to prevent the battle here from attracting Dan Taiyuan's attention. In order to ensure that everything was foolproof, he finally couldn't help but take action.

"Yeah, it looks familiar."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of disdain.

"Wei Yuan, today I want to avenge my previous shame!"

Baofahu held a silk-wrapped golden stick in his hand, and his face was full of gloomy murderous aura.

"You are that..." Wei Yuan seemed to be unable to remember who the other party was at once, and lit his head, and finally he said with a sudden realization, "Oh yes, disciple of Mo Shen Palace."

"Noisy!"

The anger in Baofahu's body was instantly mobilized by Wei Yuan's attitude. Without hesitation, he directly bullied himself up. The long stick in his hand was waving like the wind, and he smashed it down on his head with a stick, with great force, as if he had opened a mountain.

Just as Baofahu took action, the disciples of various sects who had already formed a siege to encircle all the retreats of Wei Yuan and rushed to death from all directions. For a moment, Wei Yuan could be said to be in danger. No matter how high his realm was, he would probably die under the chaos.

But while everyone thought Wei Yuan would die in this siege, Wei Yuan, who was in danger, just grinned and smiled slightly, "So many people really make me flattered, but unfortunately, you may not have the chance to clear your shame in this life."

As he finished speaking, light flowed in Wei Yuan's eyes. With a thought of slashing the soul, Wuhen sword intent appeared in the soul sea of ​​a besieged disciple of a sect. The soul was instantly destroyed by the sword energy and turned into a corpse and fell towards the earth.
Chapter completed!
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