Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed and appeared in front of the Lolita with his arms crossed in front of him.
The Lolita's True Qi gradually ran out and she slowed down.
The seven people behind her were all dressed in green robes. They caught up in an instant. The leader grinned and said, "Hehe, Wu Lin, let's see where you can run to now."
Wu Lin's delicate body trembled as she cursed, "Xu Yanyu, you're despicable!"
Xu Yanyu sneered and said, "A win is a win, a loss is a loss. How can I be despicable?"
"Hehe!" The other six people also grinned.
Xu Yanyu saw Wu Lin slowing down and his eyes flashed coldly. He took out a folding fan and slapped it in the air.
A radiance lit up in the fan and expanded with the wind.
Countless wind blades shot out from the fan and turned into a tornado. They cut through the layers of air and attacked Wu Lin violently.
Wu Lin heard the sharp sound behind her and her face turned pale. She was about to cry.
She suddenly stopped and turned around. Her hands formed a seal and her eyes emitted a green glow. A circular green light condensed in front of her and blocked in front of her body.
However, this green light was much weaker than the huge wind blades.
"Boom!"
The wind blade slashed on the green light. Wu Lin screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood. She staggered back more than ten steps and fell to the ground. Her tears fell on the ground in large amounts.
Initially, he had been living in peace with his fellow sect members. However, he had run away on his own because he had wanted to have some fun. In the end, he had encountered the Magnetic True Light and had fled for his life. He had barely managed to escape the calamity, only to encounter the people from the Kun Ha Temple at his weakest moment.
Kun He Temple and Xuan Xiao Crimson Tower were both in the top ten and had always been at odds.
Previously, when the two groups met in the valley, they fought. Three of them were killed by the Wu Family disciples. Xu Yanyu's group of seven ran away with their tails between their legs.
Now that they suddenly encountered Wu Lin, who was alone, they naturally wouldn't let her go.
Wu Lin had used up a lot of energy while dodging the Magnetic True Light. She was at her weakest and directly faced Xu Yanyu.
After two moves, she ran away with all her might.
Seeing Xu Yanyu and the other six approaching with hideous smiles, and hearing the words "full", "tasty", and "cool", they were even more desperate and could not help but sob in a low voice.
"Let's cripple this loli's cultivation first. Brothers, we'll 'f * ck' this girl to death and avenge our dead brothers!"
Xu Yanyu shouted and jumped up. He closed the folding fan in his hand, and a fierce light shot down towards Wu Lin's Dantian.
Wu Lin screamed and closed her eyes in despair, waiting for death.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion, and Wu Lin felt the temperature rise. Her whole body felt indescribably warm.
In his shock, he saw flames explode in the sky. The blazing waves of fire swept away all the wind blades. It was incomparably magnificent, as brilliant as fireworks.
Wu Lin widened her eyes in shock.
A slender figure appeared from within the flames. He had a ghostly face with green teeth and stood with his hands behind his back.
When she was running away just now, her Green Eyes had observed this person in front of her. However, he was alone, and Xu Yanyu and the others were disciples of the Kun He Temple. Ordinary people did not dare to provoke them at all, so she did not think that this ghost-masked man could save her.
"How dare you! Who dares to interfere in the affairs of the Kun He Temple! "
Xu Yanyu was furious when he saw someone attacking.
The other six people were drooling. When they saw someone destroying their plan, they were even more furious. They hurriedly shouted, "Senior Brother, just kill him. What's there to ask?"
Xu Yanyu was more mature than the other six. He felt that Yang Qingxuan was extraordinary, but he did not think that Yang Qingxuan would be a match for them. He immediately stretched out three fingers and said fiercely, "I'll give you three breaths of time. If you don't get out of here, you'll die!"
Yang Qingxuan stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "Noisy. Are you trying to make a scene for yourself?"
"You're courting death!"
Xu Yanyu roared angrily. He raised his arm, and the folding fan pointed at him. It was like a long snake slithering in the air. At the same time, dozens of tornadoes appeared, covering heaven and earth.
Yang Qingxuan's body moved slightly. His hands formed a seal, and he activated the Desolate Heaven Art of Emptiness.
"Boom!"
A vast barren aura swept out in an instant, filling the entire world. In an instant, it was as if the world had turned barren, and all living things had dimmed.
"Rumble!"
Wherever the barren aura swept, the tornadoes collapsed and scattered.
The powerful attack was defeated in a breath's time.
"What?!"
Xu Yanyu's face was filled with shock, and he could not believe it.
He was an early-stage Emperor celestial expert. Although he did not use his full strength in that attack, it was not something that an ordinary Emperor celestial could take.
As for Yang Qingxuan's cultivation, he did not think that he could be an Emperor celestial.
Because other than the top 24 families, he did not think that there was anyone else who could enter the Emperor celestial realm so early.
Yang Qingxuan attacked. His left hand was behind his back, and his right hand grabbed the air. Sword light flashed, and the Fighting Ghosts God appeared.
Yang Qingxuan raised his sword and took a step forward. With a strange movement technique, he disappeared on the spot.
Then, a poem rang out among the disciples of the Kun He Temple.
"A thousand hectares, all are clear, and the blue peaks fall."
Accompanying the poem was a sharp sword light. It flashed in the air, and blood spurted out. A disciple did not even have time to react before his head rolled off.
"Ah?!"
The disciples of the Kun He Temple were all stunned, and some of them could not regain their senses.
They clearly saw this disciple die, but because his death was too casual, and even too unbelievable, it gave them a dazed feeling, and they felt that it was not real.
But the poem that followed pulled all six of them back from their dreams.
"Suddenly, a wave rose, and a pulsatilla danced."
Yang Qingxuan changed the direction of his sword, and the Fighting Ghosts God slashed through the air, creating a circle of sword light that pushed towards another disciple like a wave.
"How dare you!"
That disciple shouted angrily, and also attacked with his sword. However, when they came into contact, there was a bang, and his entire body and sword were shattered by the sword intent of the Fighting Ghosts God, exploding into countless pieces of flesh.
That sword seemed as gentle as water, but it contained unparalleled sword intent. It was not something that this disciple could block at all.
"Ah? Junior Brother Fan! "
The remaining five people finally reacted, and they all gasped. They knew that they had encountered a jinx!
Yang Qingxuan calmly turned around, and with a flicker of his footwork, he slashed again. "Laughing at Young Master Lantai."
Chi! — —
The sound of wind whistling rang out. Before the two disciples could react, they found that their throats had been cut open, and blood was spurting out. It sounded like the wind whistling.
"Ah? This …! "
The two disciples hurriedly covered their necks, but there was no way they could stop the blood. They said in horror, "Save, save me, Senior Brother!"
After saying that, their heads rolled off, and two headless corpses fell to the ground.
"Ah!"
This change made Xu Yanyu and the remaining two disciples feel like they had fallen into an abyss.
"Emperor Celestial Plane! He's an Emperor Celestial Plane! "
Xu Yanyu roared, and there was a crazed look on his face.
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