Seven graceful women stood in the sky, each located on the seven peaks of Qixuan Peak. The woman in the main peak temple looked like a silver moon, her eyes were slightly closed, her right hand was stretched flat on her chest, and a colorful and colorful seven-petal flower was slowly rotating in her palm. Xuanyue's expression was dignified and serious, and her body exuded a faint majesty, which made people feel the urge to worship.

The woman with the six mountains outside was Chu Junchuo, Lin Jin'er, Tian Xiaoji, Tian Xiaofei, Feng Feifei, and one of them was Liu Xiaoxiao. The movements of the seven people were exactly the same as Xuan Yue. The eyes were slightly closed, and the right hand was stretched out to support it. A colorful strange flower was suspended in the palm of his hand, and his body also exuded a faint majestic aura. The strange flowers of the seven women's hands contained an extremely terrifying force, which was so powerful that the Mahayana practitioners were also trembling.

Han Yun looked at the scene in front of him and stood there on the spot, not knowing what to do for a moment!

Bingxin muttered something, the colorful lights of the Shenwu flower stick in his hand were Yuyu, and the colorful flowers of the seven women's hands were swirling rapidly, and the lights of the stars continued to fly towards the Shenwu flower stick in Bingxin's hands. The lights of the Shenwu flower stick in his hand became more and more prosperous, dyeing the night sky into seven colors. The volume of the strange flowers of Chu Junchuo and others was constantly decreasing in the rotation, and the breath of the six women seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, but the strange flowers in Xuanyue's hands remained unchanged, but the breath became stronger and stronger. Circles of colorful light wrapped Xuanyue, looking at the increasingly sacred majestic.

Han Yun suddenly felt something was wrong and subconsciously shouted: "Stop!" and rushed towards Piaomiao Seven Peaks at full speed.

Han Yun shouted loudly, Lin Jin'er and others' bodies trembled significantly. Chu Junchuo suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and he shouted: "Husband, stop it quickly..."

Before Chu Junchuo could finish his words, Xuan Yue's eyes suddenly opened, and a colorful light flashed in his eyes. Chu Junchuo's words stopped after half of them. A hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he closed again.

Although Chuochuo didn't finish his words, Han Yun still understood what she meant. She clearly wanted to stop the Ice Core by herself. However, before Han Yun could approach Qixuan Peak, several overwhelming forces came to him. Han Yun gritted his teeth suddenly, and his ghost dragon armor quickly covered him, and his spiritual power spit out.-

The spiritual power collided, which made the earth shake. Han Yun was knocked back nearly a thousand meters, and his heart was boiling. When Wu Yiyi saw Han Yun being shaken out, she rushed anxiously to support Han Yun and asked worriedly: "Brother Master, are you okay?"

Han Yun was furious, and his body flashed and rushed back quickly. Elder Fu and others appeared out of thin air and blocked Han Yun's body, surrounding him in a half-moon shape. Elder Sun scolded coldly: "Whoever dares to approach Piaomiao Peak again, don't blame us for being polite!"

At this time, Wu Yiyi also rushed to stand beside Han Yun, both anxious and nervous. Han Yun glanced coldly at the eighteen old ladies in the fusion stage and said in a cold voice: "If you don't get out of here, you're welcome, I'm probably this king!"

Elder Sun was furious and shouted coldly: "Arrogant boy, don't think that you can come to my Qixuan Peak if you become a bullshit king. You are worthy!"

Han Yun's eyes couldn't help but feel a little colder, and his eyes fell on Elder Fu, and he said indifferently: "Fu Xingxue, Ma ordered your people to get out of here!"

Elder Fu was called by Han Yun, and he couldn't help but feel anger in his heart, and his eyes said coldly: "Han Yun, I advise you to leave as soon as possible, so as not to lose your life in vain. Now my master of Shenwu is no longer the eldest lady!"

Han Yun's pupils shrank, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "So, have you all betrayed the Purple Emperor?"

Eighteen old women were swept by Han Yunsen's cold eyes, and they were all slightly terrified, and then they were furious. Elder Sun cursed: "Fuck it, it was the Purple Emperor who betrayed Shenwu. She is no longer qualified to be the master of the Wu. That bitch is shameless. With the help of Shenwu's power, he also gave the Yuan Ling of Shenwu Flower Stick to you, a little man. It is a crime that deserves death!"

Han Yun was furious and said in a cold voice: "Do you dare to call her a bitch?"

Elder Sun felt a little weak, but when he remembered that he had an expert in the 18th fusion stage, he couldn't help but become brave and sneered: "What's wrong with Lao Shi calling her bitch? She is just an absolute bitch. She actually paid a slut despite Shenwu's interests. Lao Shi calling her bitch is considered a shame!"

"Old slut, you dare to insult me, Han Yun, die!" Han Yun's colorful light burst out, his aura rapidly increased by ten times. The terrifying pressure on his body shocked Elder Sun's face.

A light blade waved out with Han Yun's right hand and came to Elder Sun. The terrifying aura scared Elder Sun. He never dreamed that Han Yun really dared to take action. There were eighteen fusion masters on his side, and this kid was really not afraid of death!

"Elder Sun!" The other seventeen old women exclaimed in surprise, and all the magic weapons in their hands were used to block Elder Sun's face.

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With a series of straightforward and light sounds, the earth treasures and spiritual treasures were destroyed like they were destroyed under the terrifying beam of light. Elder Sun came to his senses and took the opportunity to avoid them quickly, but Han Yun had waved his right hand continuously.

"Brother Master, don't..." Before Wu Yiyi finished speaking, Elder Sun screamed, cut it into pieces by Qi's half, and even his internal organs flowed out, and his soul flew out from his body, staring at Han Yun with fear and viciousness.

In an instant, the surroundings were quiet, and the remaining seventeen old women were harshly shocked by Han Yun's actions. Yuan Ling, who was holding the Shenwu flower stick, shouted coldly: "Who dares to insult the Purple Emperor is the end!"

The seventeen old women were furious after being shocked. Elder Fu pointed at Han Yun and cursed in a trembling voice: "Han Yun, you...you have to pay the price for today's arrogance!"

The seventeen old women who were furious attacked over frantically, and the siege of the seventeen super masters in the fusion stage was not a joke. Fortunately, they were afraid of the Shenwu flower stick in Han Yun's hand, and they had to take into account the impact of the Qixuan Summit, which ruined the good things of the Dock Master, so they did not dare to do it with all their might. On the contrary, Han Yun had no scruples, and could barely resist it for a while with all his strength. Although the Shenwu flower stick was powerful, the spiritual power consumed was undoubtedly huge. As expected, the few strokes that killed Elder Sun had consumed a lot of spiritual power, and he could not use it anymore.

Despite this, over time, Han Yun was hit by a few strokes. Although he had ghost dragon armor to protect his body, he was still seriously injured. Wu Yiyi stood outside the battle group and was helpless. She had no way to intervene in the fighting between masters in the fusion stage. The powerful airflow was enough for her, a Jindan stage cultivator, to be unable to withstand it. Elder Fu and others naturally would not take a small Jindan stage cultivator seriously, ignore it at all, and siege Han Yun with all their might.

Relying on the domineering three-color spiritual fire and the Shenwu flower rod, Han Yun rushed left and right under the siege of seventeen fusion masters, trying to break through their blockade and pounce on Qixuan Peak. Elder Fu saw through Han Yun's intention and shouted loudly: "Stop him, you must not let him destroy the Jianghua return to the position!"

Elder Sun's soul hated Han Yun very much, and even forgot that he had no physical body and rushed over desperately. Han Yun waved his staff and wiped out Elder Sun's soul. Since the Purple Emperor is no longer the master of Flower God Door, he tore his face with Flower God Door, so he naturally no longer shows mercy.

When the seventeen old women saw that Han Yun had ruthlessly destroyed Elder Sun's soul, they were shocked and angry, no longer had any reservations, and attacked with all their might. Han Yun was in danger in an instant and suffered several heavy blows in a row. Even with ghost dragon armor, it would be useless. A mouthful of blood spurted out and fell like a meteor towards the sea below.

"Brother Master!" Wu Yiyi was so shocked that her face turned pale and she chased her at full speed. The corpse king Yaoyao behind her always followed her as if nothing had happened, as if the battle between the fusion masters in front of her had nothing to do with her.

"Kill the evil thief Han Yun to avenge Elder Sun!" An old woman gritted her teeth and shouted fiercely, and rushed down first, trying to take advantage of the victory and put Han Yun to death. The old women with red eyes rushed down, and their magic weapons all came out to bombard Han Yun, hoping to blow Han Yun into flesh mud.

Han Yun felt his heart rolling, and looked at the magic weapon that was blasting down the sky above his head, and gritted his teeth and fought hard!

The light of the Shenwu flower rod burst out, and spiritual power surged out wildly, and a terrifying light blade swung out from the Shenwu flower rod.

The space was easily cut by the light blade like cutting tofu. More than ten magic weapons were broken under the light blade. The light blade still slashed at Elder Zhou who was rushing towards Elder Zhou. Elder Zhou flashed and avoided the light blade. His right hand formed a claw and grabbed Han Yun's face. There was a place that the ghost dragon armor could not protect.

Han Yun issued a second blow, and the spiritual power in his body had been absorbed by the Shenwu flower stick. He could only watch the old woman's hideous face enlarged in front of him, and his five fingers with sharp energy poked at his face. If he hit it, he really didn't need to ask for his head!
Chapter completed!