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“See patriarch.”

Around, the clansman of the Ancient Race in the prison, knelt down a large piece, and bowed his hands to the ground in the sacred etiquette, and bowed to the two people who came forward.

Even the Half-Saints present immediately cup one fist in the other hand with both hands, bowing and saluting.

Saint travels, all beings welcome.

It is not just the sacred might on Saint’s body that can suppress the world’s cultivator. More importantly, Saint’s own knowledge, status and strength are worthy of everyone’s learning, pursuit and awe.

The 64 Sacred Qi auras on the Ancient Race patriarch in the prison, surround between Heaven and Earth, like a True God, standing in front of everyone.

Those majestic eyes stared at Shi Ren and Wang Jie respectively, coldly snorted.

Immediately, the patriarch of Ancient Race in prison, said solemnly: “The Undying Blood Race lurking into the Hell King Sword Family is an extraordinary major event, enough to overturn the entire Hell King Sword Family. You two do not find out the truth together, but you are inside each other. Fight, let those lurking people see, don’t you want to laugh to death?”

“My child knows wrong, please father to punish me.”

“Shi Ren knows his fault, please patriarch to punish him.”

Wang Jie and Shi Ren knelt on one knee at the same time, and the attitude of admitting mistakes was still very positive.

The ancient race patriarch of the town clan stared at Wang Jie, his gaze became more severe, scolded: “Wang Jie, do you know who the Senior offended just now?”

You should know that the patriarch of Ancient Race in prison is very fond of Wang Jie. After all, of all the children, Wang Jie has the highest talent and is most hopeful of hitting Saint Realm.

Therefore, in normal times, the Ancient Race patriarch usually calls him “Jie’er” or “6’er”.

I just called him by his name. It can be seen that the patriarch of the Ancient Race in prison is really a bit angry.

Wang Jie’s back was completely drenched in cold sweat, and said, “My boy… I don’t know…”

Seeing Wang Jie’s fragile appearance, the Ancient Race patriarch slightly shook the head and said, “This is Sword Saint Feiyu, the sword bearer who buried the Heavenly Sword. She hasn’t immediately apologized to Senior and confessed her mistake and prayed for her forgiveness. Your recklessness.”

When Wang Jie heard the words of the Ancient Race patriarch in the prison, he immediately understood it, looked in the direction of Feiyu Sword Saint, and said: “It was an unintentional mistake of the juniors just now. It was not an offense. I hope Feiyu Sword Saint Senior can forgive me.”

Zhang Ruochen stood by, watching coldly, but he thought secretly in his heart: “Sure enough, he is still patriarch’s own son.”

As long as it is a person with some eyesight, it must be obvious that the Ancient Race patriarch seems to be very strict, but it protects Wang Jie everywhere.

In Cultivation World, offending a Sword Saint, even Half-Saint, it is inevitable to die.

However, the first sentence of Ancient Race patriarch pointed out that Wang Jie and Shi Ren are fighting each other and will be laughed at by the lurkers of Undying Blood Race.

Immediately afterwards, he reminded Wang Jie first that Feiyu Sword Saint is Senior, and everything was your recklessness and ran into her.

In this way, Wang Jie went to apologize to Feiyu Sword Saint again, how could Feiyu Sword Saint continue to investigate?

Continuing to investigate, it is not reasonable, bully the weak, and narrow-minded. Even if Feiyu Sword Saint hasn’t spoken yet, Zhang Ruochen knows that the storm just now has been completely resolved.

Zhang Ruochen thought he had guessed the next development, but he still underestimated Feiyu Sword Saint.

Feiyu Sword Saint did not even look at Wang Jie who was kneeling on the ground, nor did he say whether he would forgive him, but stared at Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng.

The two eyes, like two stars in the dark, emit bright sacred light.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen only felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, unable to move all over his body, his mouth, nose, and pores could not breathe, and his whole body meridian was also blocked. Even Qi Sea and Sacred Qi in meridian seem to be completely frozen.

“It’s just a line of sight, how can it be so strong?”

Zhang Ruochen clenched his teeth to arouse the Five Elements primal chaos body, wanting to force breakthrough Sword Saint’s suppression.

Having reached Half-Saint Realm, but unable to control his body, it is really a thing that makes Zhang Ruochen feel quite uncomfortable.

Must break free and regain control of the body.

Xiang Zhengfeng was also suppressed by Feiyu Sword Saint’s gaze. Sacred Qi couldn’t work all over his body and fell directly from mid-air, peng sound, falling to the ground.

The tall silhouette of Feiyu Sword Saint shook slightly.

From her within the body, there were actually two slender silhouettes flying out, exactly the same as her silhouette, which looked like three parts.

“shua shua.”

Two black shadows, like ghosts, exuding icy cold air, rushed towards Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng respectively, and rolled up two violent hurricanes.

That is the silhouette of two Sacred Qi flying out of her within the body.

“break for me.”

Zhang Ruochen squeezed his hands, and there were hundreds of pores all over his body, and the brilliance of five color gushed out, shaking the surrounding space slightly, and it was out of the suppression of Feiyu Sword Saint’s eyes.

However, before he could step back, he immediately saw a thin shadow rushing over.

As a result, Zhang Ruochen immediately mobilized Sacred Qi to condense palm force and play Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm.

Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm’s Palm Art, Zhang Ruochen has played many times before, so naturally he is quite skillful, and the speed of his shots is fast.

It’s just that Zhang Ruochen’s palm has just been ready to go, and it hasn’t been photographed yet…

The 2 fingers of the slender Shadow clasped his wrist first.

The other party’s finger twisted, and immediately uttered a “ka-cha” sound, which directly twisted Zhang Ruochen’s arm skeleton.

“So fast……”

Zhang Ruochen held back the pain in his arm and immediately mobilized the Sword Intent to control the Heavenly Sword and attack again.

However, Zhang Ruochen’s Sword Intent has just been released.

“Hey.”

The silhouetted palm has been printed on Zhang Ruochen’s chest, arching his body upwards and flying upwards.

Almost all the ribs on the chest were cracked, almost all of them broke.

With a sound of pu chi, Zhang Ruochen’s internal organs were hit hard, and his mouth spit a mouthful of blood. If it weren’t for his strong Spirit Power, I’m afraid he would have passed out.

The slender shadow obviously didn’t let Zhang Ruochen’s intentions go, and continued to shoot, and the speed became faster, changing 36 directions continuously, and hitting 36 palms continuously, falling on the skeletons of Zhang Ruochen’s body.

In mid-air, in addition to Zhang Ruochen who was thrown into the air, there were 36 lithe and graceful silhouettes, showing a variety of different palm postures, just like 36 experts, simultaneously besieging Zhang Ruochen.

The next moment, those silhouettes disappeared like lightning, and flew back to Feiyu Half-Saint within the body.

With peng sound, Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground, blood was constantly vomiting from his mouth, all the bones in his body had been broken, and he couldn’t lift a trace of strength.

Xiang Zhengfeng was not much better than Zhang Ruochen, and fell limp to the ground, his mouth full of blood, and he passed out.

What happened just now happened in a flash in a flash.

Except for half-Saint Level characters, they can barely see some shadows. The other cultivators don’t even know what happened.

For example, Li Min was curious, why Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng were suddenly seriously injured and fell to the ground?

All of the Half-Saints present took a breath of cold and felt a little chill in the vest.

Sword Saint’s cultivation base is too terrifying. It just separated the two Sacred Qi and beat the two sword bearers to the ground.

Such a method is really unpredictable for Ghost God, magical and mysterious.

Feiyu Sword Saint indifferently said: “Just now, this Saint has smashed their whole skeletons and checked it again. Neither of them is Undying Blood Race.”

“In this way, among the two of them, there should be a cooperative relationship with Undying Blood Race.” Ancient Race patriarch’s gaze was fixed on Zhang Ruochen.

There is no doubt that Zhang Ruochen is the most suspicious.

Because Zhang Ruochen was a felon in the Imperial Court ordered by Empress himself. If you want to survive, you must find a backer.

In Kunlun World today, the influence that dare to oppose the Imperial Court can be counted on one’s fingers, and Undying Blood Race is one of them.

Zhang Ruochen’s collusion with Undying Blood Race to release Pluto is completely reasonable and can be explained.

Feiyu Sword Saint’s voice looked quite cold, but extremely pleasing to the ear, saying: “Xiang Zhengfeng’s suspicion cannot be ruled out. I will take care of Zhang Ruochen before finding out the truth…Huh…”

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen, who had suffered severe damage and had cracks on his whole skeleton, unexpectedly relied on his own strength to slowly get up from the ground.

You know, Xiang Zhengfeng, who suffered from the strikes of Flying Feather Sword Saint, has a cultivation base several levels higher than Zhang Ruochen, and has fainted.

“As expected of the Five Elements primal chaos body, it can actually stand up.”

The silhouette of Feiyu Sword Saint, turned into a cool breeze, appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen with an elegant fragrance, his fingers turned into phantoms, and he took Tao Heavenly Sword over.

Afterwards, her sleeves rolled up, forming a swirling air current of Sacred Qi, which rolled up Zhang Ruochen and left here.

Until Feiyu Sword Saint left, he didn’t even look at Wang Jie.

Wang Jie is still kneeling on the ground, really wondering if he should stand up?

After all, the battle strength Feiyu Sword Saint showed just now was really terrifying. Moreover, she was too ruthless to hit both sword bearers to the ground.

At this moment, Wang Jie was quite regretful, how could he provoke her?

The patriarch of the Ancient Race in the prison also frowned slightly and glanced at Wang Jie. He didn’t mean to make him stand up. He just turned and left with Xiang Zhengfeng who was unconscious on the ground.