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Zhang Xiaojian looked at the green leaf Zun, and his heart was also secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the autumn wind was so bleak that it could even compete with him until now.

He has not only the spirit power of the seven spirit towers, but also the power of the seven treasure lotus flowers. What's more, he can absorb the spiritual power of the heaven and earth within a hundred miles. Although he has some reservation, it has been used for six layers. This old immortal can not fall into the downwind. It can be seen how terrible the original green leaf master was.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojian's hands suddenly changed rapidly. One by one, the fingerprints appeared from the air, and then disappeared. The original empty place turned out to be one sword after another.

Zhenyuan sword emerged one after another in the air, from one to ten, to twenty-four. It was a terrible number.

Ten of these Zhenyuan swords can be produced through spiritual power. They can be called top experts. However, Zhang Xiaojian has produced 24 swords in a short time.

Twenty four Zhenyuan swords are arranged on the top of Zhang Xiaojian's head, and the thunder arcs around them. The sound of thundering thunder constantly comes out. Moreover, there are clearly visible dragon swam away, which destroys the sky and the earth.

When the ghost spirits in the distance saw the 24 Zhenyuan swords, their faces were all shocked.

Terror, Zhang Xiaojian's cultivation is terrible. But I didn't expect to be so scared.

It seems that their worries are really unnecessary.

The green leaf Zun on the opposite side also saw this kind of state, originally did not have the expression on the face also suddenly became pale, on the face showed the worried look.

The wind of autumn was bleak. He had just refined it by virtue of a pill. He thought he could take Zhang Xiaojian down in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that the other side would be able to contend with him.

Although he had some reservations, he had already used 80% of his accomplishments. Whether he could kill this man or not, he really had no confidence now. Especially when he saw the twenty-four Zhenyuan swords on Zhang Xiaojian's head, his heart was as dead as a stone at that moment.

It is said that in ancient times, someone could move 18 Zhenyuan swords and form a sword array that could destroy heaven and earth, not to mention his body.

What to do next, whether to escape or fight to death, he was hesitating.

Escape, may also be tough, Zhang Xiaojian's speed is absolutely not weak, otherwise the blood soul Temple ancestor can not disappear like this, her chariot is a famous ancient spirit treasure.

However, face to face. The green leaf venerable has some fear.

Finally. As soon as Qingye Zun bit his teeth and took advantage of the fact that the sword array had not yet been arranged, a mighty spiritual power rolled out, and the trees within a hundred Li around him instantly turned into a pile of powder. It was the desperate move of the bleak autumn wind that made everything smoke.

The fury of spiritual power poured in from all directions, and the mask that shrouded them was constantly shaking. The wind brought black fog all over the sky and turned everything into powder. Slowly like Zhang Xiaojian close, that kind of Xiao Sha gas more thick, Zhang Xiaojian also felt uncomfortable.

Dare not neglect, Zhang Xiaojian suddenly roared, the sound rippled, forming a circle of ripples, surging like the tide.

The next second, the green leaves spread all over the sky, forming a green barrier around his body, and spreading rapidly.

At the moment of contact between the two kinds of spiritual powers, the sound is extraordinary and harsh.

At the same time, the 24 Zhenyuan swords have broken out of the sky, directly encircling the green leaf Zun in the center. In an instant, the fierce thunder power has formed a power grid. In the sky and underground, golden lightning arcs flash and cover the four fields.

Not only that, Zhang Xiaojian's hands continue to appear a variety of spiritual power, next, electric lightsaber, ice rain knife, sword soul, sky thunder and fire come one after another.

For a moment, all kinds of light covered this part of the world.

With the piercing sound of the electric light arrow, accompanied by the terrible lightning strike of Zhenyuan sword, explodes in the air and falls on the black fog around the green leaf Zun.

Black fog rippled, disappeared and then recovered, so back and forth.

Qingye Zun's face was pale, and the rapid incantation sound in his mouth kept coming out. He felt that he was no longer able to do it. Although he had absorbed the spiritual power of the heaven and earth, it was obvious that the passage was quite serious. However, what surprised him was why Zhang Xiaojian seemed to be OK, and his spiritual power was so terrible. everfount.

At this time, the soul of the sword has emerged, a vague shadow has emerged out of thin air, looks ferocious, as if one out of evil spirits.

Sky thunder and earth fire are also fully displayed, thunder, thunder arc, flame, boundless flame, burning the whole sky, as if the sky were to be melted.

Zhenyuan sword turned out countless thunder arcs, and countless swords with thunder arc constantly impacted the black fog around the green leaf Zun.

The black fog continues to shrink, in the reduction, has been able to see her fuzzy shadow.

At this time, the green leaf venerable suddenly made a strange sound.

This sound sounds like some kind of monster, but nothing is found around here.This makes Zhang Xiaojian also a little puzzled, the sky slightly opened, a red light gushed out, directly shrouded the green leaf Zun.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaojian's face suddenly changed and became pale, because he saw an extremely terrible face, red face, like fire, fangs had been stretched out of his lips, beside his head, there were two meat balls growing rapidly, which were the size of his head. It turned out as like as two peas in three.

The whole body is covered with different red arms, which are covered by the full body and the four hands.

"Come on, kill him, do it." Behind came the voice of falling flowers with the wind, with fear inside the voice.

Although Zhang Xiaojian did not know what the situation was, she understood that the danger was in front of her.

However, just as Zhang Xiaojian was ready to increase his spiritual power again, a magnificent momentum suddenly burst from the 24 Zhenyuan swords.

A circle of ripples constantly rippling, like waves, the originally impregnable sword array suddenly turned into nothingness at that moment, and Zhang Xiaojian's body flew far away.

"Reverend green leaf, you will die in this way. Why do you suffer?" The sound of falling flowers with the wind.

"Die, ha ha ha, I will die behind you even if I die." The voice of the Reverend green leaf became suspicious and ambiguous.

Zhang Xiaojian was so far away that she was hit by the fierce spirit power. She opened her mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, nearly falling down.