"First understand carefully, practice with peace of mind, and ask me if you have any doubts." Chen Jichuan also knew that the hope was slim, but after all, there were still thirty or fifty years left, so he always had to give it a try.

Let Wang Yan practice with peace of mind.

Seeing Li Qingshan standing up on the side, Chen Jichuan smiled and said, "Senior Brother, go and meet this Zhang Jian again?"

"good!"

Li Qingshan is just thinking this way.

Jump and play again.

...

"What's the meaning?"

"Why is Li Qingshan playing again?"

"Can this still happen?!"

Seeing Li Qingshan fighting again, the monks from all directions were stunned on the north bank of Beiying River.

They originally thought that after Li Qingshan and Wang Yan lost one after another, the next one should be the last one, that is, Wang Shan, the strongest "Seven-Star Sword Saint" among the three ancestors of Taixu Sword Sect, was probably Wang Shan.

Long-awaited.

But unexpectedly, after Wang Yan was defeated, he replaced him with Li Qingshan again.

There was Wang Shan plundering the formation and flying swords to save people in critical moments. Can these four people, Li Qingshan, Wang Yan, and Wang Tuan, and Sun Zhenshan take turns to fight?

In this way, when will the battle in Beiying River be over?!

"So shameless!"

"The defeated generals under his command are also here?"

Zhang Jian jumped out of the water for the third time, and his anger was placed on his face without any concealment. He did not look at Li Qingshan, but only glared at Chen Jichuan with his eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "Even if you are the Third Ancestor of Taixu eight hundred years ago, Wang Shan, since you are known as the "Seven-Star Sword Saint", how dare you fight with Zhang, the younger generation?!"

"Noisy."

Chen Jichuan shook his head, ignored Zhang Jian, and said to Li Qingshan: "Senior Brother, let's start."

"It's too much!"

When Zhang Jian heard this, his face flushed. How could he bear this great humiliation by the dignified "Ye Shura". He even knew that he had three consecutive battles and his condition was severely declining, and he might not win easily when he faced Li Qingshan. Even if he wins, Chen Jichuan is rushing around and it will be difficult to kill Li Qingshan.

In the end, it's just in vain.

No matter what, you have to kill Chen Jichuan first.

Zhang Jian was clear-headed, but when he saw Li Qingshan trembling his spear, he was about to withdraw from the battle circle.

But at this moment.

Four figures flew out at the same time and invited Chen Jichuan, Wang Yan, Wang Tuan and Sun Zhenshan to fight against four people.

"Dare you dare to fight?!"

The sound was loud and shocked all over the fields.

Seeing this, a group of people watching the world became excited.

"The Sun God Palace'Tata Hand' Monkey!"

"The 'Phantom Gun' in the Spring Silkworm Gate's feast!"

"Jin Yanzong's 'Mr. Iron Pen' Changsun Chongyang!"

"Dong Chang, the 'Yellow-faced Venerable' of Wuyun Sect, comes!"

"Hoho! The four major Kongming invites the battle, including the 'Ye Shura' Zhang Jian, this is the battle between the ten Kongming powerhouses. It is really a rare event in a century!"

"The six major sects are so good!"

"With that man raiding the formation, even if the six major sects win, it will be difficult to achieve results. But if he is dragged into the battle, I am afraid he will not have the energy to take care of others!"

"After all, Taixu Sword Sect has only two Kong Mings. Even if there are three more people, they cannot compare to the six major sects."

"Good plan!"

...

Everyone saw the thoughts of the six major sects, and all looked at the south bank of Beiying River, with their eyes on Chen Jichuan who had saved people three times, waiting to deal with it.

If you face the challenge, it will be difficult to rescue others. Taixu Sword Sect will inevitably suffer casualties.

If he didn't respond, four Kongming powerhouses including Totashu would probably rush forward and cooperate with Zhang Jian to join forces to siege Li Qingshan and kill him first.

The six major sects have many people and many experts.

The initiative in formulating rules was entirely in their hands. The agreement with the Taixu Sword Sect to fight Beiying River was just to boil the frogs in warm water and minimize their own casualties.

But three Kongming powerhouses who called themselves "Three Ancestors of Taixu" came to disrupt the situation in half of the way. The six major sects had no other way, so they could only break the one-on-one rules that were originally formulated.

"The ancestor."

"Zhang Jian is exhausted, so why not let his disciples meet him for a while!"

Seeing this, Sun Zhenshan secretly sent a message to ask Chen Jichuan.

If the six major sects really rushed forward, even if they had three more ancestors and three more powerful Kong Ming people, they would definitely not be enemies.

I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties.

Now that the enemy is strong and we are weak, they are not qualified to break the rules.

"Need not."

Chen Jichuan shook his head at Sun Zhenshan, turned to look at the four men on the Beiying River, and said aloud: "In three breaths, retreat quickly, otherwise I will kill Zhang Jian."

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“…”

“…”

“…”

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in all directions.

"Get out within three breaths?"

"Or else, Zhang Jian will be killed?"

Mengqi, Yan Sidao, Changsun Chongyang, Dong Changlai and the other four felt it was inexplicable and a burst of amusing.

Zhang Jian felt nervous, but then he felt that this was unreasonable and couldn't help but laugh: "The dignified Seven-Star Sword Saint is such a shameless person, which really makes Zhang and others sigh."

The 'Tota Hand' Mengqi also smiled and said, "If you don't dare to take action, then don't blame me for bullying the few and besieging Senior Li for the more."

Said.

The four of them immediately dispersed and surrounded Li Qingshan faintly.

"Is this person really a Seven-Star Sword Saint?"

"What a big tone."

"It must be a bluff. Even though Zhang Jian, 'Ye Shura', had a lot of energy spent on his battles in a row, he was the top strong man in the world. Even the two people in the Xingyi Sect of Xuzhou and Huangtian City dare not say that they could be killed at will, right?"

"No one can live a thousand years! I think these three people call themselves the "Three Ancestors of Taixu". They are just strategies."

...

Zhang Jian has been famous for a long time. Chen Jichuan opened his mouth and seemed to be able to kill him casually. His tone was too strong and it was unbelievable.

Naturally, he regarded Chen Jichuan as a nonsense person.

Chen Jichuan can beat Zhang Jian and the others think it is possible.

But no one would believe that Chen Jichuan could kill Zhang Jian under the noses of the six masters who were eyeing him.

But it just happened-

"The three breaths have arrived."

"Why do you have a hard time?"

Chen Jichuan sighed and flicked his sleeves lightly—

"Bang!"

With a bang, Zhang Jian's smile on the Beiying River was still standing in front of Li Qingshan. The smile on the corner of his mouth was still smiling before he could take it back, but his eyes instantly showed a look of horror.

"No!"

The sound was still in his throat, and hundreds of sword energy burst out from Zhang Jian's body in an instant.

The sword energy swept across, and the sword light spread out randomly, as gorgeous as fireworks.

‘Ye Shura’ Zhang Jian.

From then on, it was wiped out.
Chapter completed!