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At the gate of the city, xuantiangu disciple, who had been nervous, was in front of Zhang Xiaojian. All kinds of magic weapons in his hands were already shining out, and I didn't know who it was. As soon as he raised his hand, a red light went straight into the sky. When he met the clouds in the sky, he roared.

A few seconds later, dozens of figures have been shot and appeared in front of Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian did not move, still standing in the original place, quietly looking at the front of the same Xuantian Valley disciples.

At the beginning, the color of clothes is different from that of later people. Later people have a plum blossom on their bodies, which looks good. Cultivation is also good, there is a fitness level.

"Zhang Xiaojian, how brave you are to deliver it to the door by yourself." Among them, said a man in a plum blossom logo.

"You know me." Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

"Not only do I know you, but we all know you. Today, I will let you pay for your blood to avenge the innocent people who died." The man said coldly.

"Wait, I'm very wronged to say that, because I've just come to ice lake city, and I don't know what you're talking about." Zhang Xiaojian asked with a smile.

"I wipe, that boy is still laughing, really speechless."

"Smile, I don't think he can find the southeast, northwest or northwest when he cries for a while."

"I think so. It's from Chunmei hall."

Zhang Xiaojian doesn't care what people say next to her. Over the years, people's gossip has been heard too much. If they all care about it, they will not live long ago.

"Well, it's not wrong. Besides, you go with us." Said the man from Chunmei hall.

"Why should I go with you? Give me a reason." Zhang Xiaojian said.

"Whatever it takes, go ahead." At last, someone in Chunmei hall couldn't help it. He was already in front of Zhang Xiaojian. A silver spear in his hand turned into a streamer. With the sound of breaking the sky, he directly stabbed Zhang Xiaojian.

"My God, the people in Chunmei hall are different. In fact, I'm afraid it's the cultivation of fitness level."

"Do you know who this man is? This man is one of the four famous disciples of Chunmei hall. It seems that he has never been defeated in martial arts competitions these years."

The people of Chunmei hall saw that it was this man who helped, and the others didn't come to help. On the one hand, everyone felt that there was no need to help. On the other hand, this man was very angry. He always did one-on-one. If anyone helped, he would scold the other party's ancestors.

Zhang Xiaojian looks at the silver spear stabbed by the other side. The corners of her mouth are slightly tilted up and a trace of radian just flashes away.

Then, not retreating but advancing, he rushed directly against the powerful spirit of the spear.

"I wipe, this boy is muddled, how unexpectedly rushed up." There was a cry from the side.

Seeing this, the man with the spear also gave a cold smile. The heart said, "I'm really looking for death. Let alone that they are of the same level of cultivation, Zhang Xiaojian is one level higher than him. This long gun can easily kill him.

Because, this is not like a long gun, this is a treasure collected by Huangfu Lingyun, the leader of Chunmei hall. Because he is so outstanding that he gave it to him. Even now, he has not given it to him. It is just a borrowing. You can see that. How precious this spear is.

Therefore, when he saw Zhang Xiaojian not retreat but advance, his face showed a trace of complacent smile.

Then, the spirit power increased to another level. Suddenly, the silver spear trembled, and it even sent out a dragon chant.

A voice, the sky is actually black clouds rolling, the ground gusts of wind, there is a great power to swallow everything.

"It's over. This time it's miserable. The last time my elder martial brother used this move, the man was turned into a cloud of blood mist." There was a disciple of Chunmei hall nearby, and his face was excited.

But at this time, a golden light suddenly rose in front of Zhang Xiaojian. In the golden light, thunder arcs with arm thickness emerged, forming a huge fist and smashing the silver spear.

Boom, a startling sound of things, shaking people's ears buzzing, nothing can be heard, just feel the front of the dark, almost fell.

Then, a powerful spiritual power wave, a circle of rippling open, the silver spear light instantly dimmed down, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared.

The man holding the silver spear flew out in an instant. With his mouth open, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood one after another. His face became quite ugly.

"Don't do it with me. I don't want to hurt people, but it's not the same. People do it to me." Zhang Xiaojian's eyes suddenly became cold, because he could see that the people in Chunmei hall were really killed, and they were really ready to kill him.

"Brothers, don't fight with him alone. Go up together and kill him." The people of Chunmei hall did not retreat because of Zhang Xiaojian's momentum, but red eyes.

Zhang Xiaojian narrowed her eyes and coldly looked at the people around her, hesitating in her heart.It seems that someone must be pretending to kill people and set fire to them, which makes them want to kill him desperately when they see themselves.

However, in the present situation, if he doesn't start, it will not be easy for him to leave.

The next second, Zhang Xiaojian's left hand has appeared a long sword, blue light flow, is the ancient Lingbao green light sword.

The right hand is also pinched out a strange decision, and then, a golden flame has appeared in the palm.

When the green light sword is suspended on the top of the head, the blue light flows slowly. After a while, an ancient monster appears.

The monster's eyes were quite fierce. Suddenly, a roar was heard, and the air was rolled up. Then it began to twist and deform. Finally, it turned into a blue light and swept away.

At the same time, the flame in Zhang Xiaojian's hands has burst out, turning into a ferocious Firebird, which pours like the people in Chunmei hall.

At the beginning of Chunmei hall, the momentum of Ling lie was suddenly controlled by this kind of spiritual pressure. At first, it was in a stalemate state, and then it was gradually not supported.

"My God, is this still a person? It's a person who is competing with so many people of the right level," someone in the distance sighed.

Spring plum hall people also did not expect, they so many people, unexpectedly could not resist Zhang Xiaojian's attack alone.

"If you don't leave, I'm not welcome." Zhang Xiaojian's face became more and more gloomy.

"Elder martial brother, what should I do? I can't stand it." At this time, a disciple of Chunmei hall, who was in the period of transforming God, passed on his voice and asked others.