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People of that level, the peerless monster that has not yet grown up in their eyes is just a valuable thing.

The Suzaku clan agreed to the engagement.

Today, Jin Xianxian is here to send a wedding letter - ten years later, Jinwu Pavilion Jin Eighth Level, marry the Sword God of the Vermilion Bird tribe!

The Sword God Ji is the saint of the Suzaku clan. He has the bloodline of the Ancestral Rebirth, and is also the body of Yuanyin. Once her younger brother, Jin Bazhong obtained the Sword God Ji, and his cultivation level soared.

In addition, their lineage can also use the power of the Suzai Bird clan to enhance the status of the Zai Jinwu clan.

Of course, the most important thing about these two things is the first thing.

"First give me a wedding letter, then go to Jinwu Pavilion, and then go directly to that place... The Endless Starry Sky is really a fascinating place... Even if it is bordered, that kind of fierce innate Taoist soldiers was born... I don't know who can subdue that knife."

In the Wuyu Chariot, Jin Xianxian squinted her eyes and lay on the soft chair. There were two maids beside her who were hammering her body for her, which was so comfortable.

At this moment, the Wuyu Chariot shook violently!

"what is going on!"

Jin Xianxian opened her eyes and was furious. She lifted the curtain, but saw a man in green with one arm holding the golden dragon with one hand and staring at him with a burning gaze.

"It's like a dog that dares to look directly at this fairy. People come, dig out his eyes, chop off his right arm, and then grind him into meat residue and feed him to the dragon!" Jin Xianxian was like a high-ranking judge, and instantly sentenced the disabled person who made her feel unhappy.

Just a late-stage Heavenly Lord, his ability is a bit good. He can block the impact of the dragon, but he is qualified to be her servant.

However, all of her servants were dragons among humans, with their appearance, cultivation, qualifications and combat power.

A disabled person can only be more happy if he fights and kills him.

After the Wuyu Chariot, the two late-stage Heavenly Venerables had much stronger aura than the late-stage Heavenly Venerables who were watching. They each pulled out their golden swords and rushed towards Shen Fan.

"Nine-grade Taoist soldiers... Among the late-stage Heavenly Venerables, most people cannot afford the Nine-grade Taoist soldiers... The other party's origin is not simple."

Shen Fan's heart moved, his body shook, and he avoided the attacks of two lights.

"You still dare to hide?" The scene of blood splashing three feet into Jin Xianxian's imagination did not appear. The other party kneeled on the ground like a soft bug and begged for mercy. Instead, he was very tough.

"You can still feel happy if you die." Jin Xianxian sneered: "You are going to struggle to death, why bother?"

"Haha..." Shen Fan patted the dust on his body, looked at Jin Xianxian with a squint, and said, "I look like an aunt who swept the floor next door, and she speaks like a princess... Shen really doesn't know what to do."

"die!"

The two slaves could not kill Shen Fan in one blow, and it was an attack from the ninth-grade Taoist soldiers. The two of them were somewhat disrespectful to the immortals, and immediately became evil in their hearts. The former turned into a golden light and rushed towards Shen Fan's eyebrows.

The latter turned into a ball of golden mist, covering everything.

The golden mist and golden light jointly attacked, and whether it was attack power, level and hiding form, they all reached a certain level.

"Jinyun Shooting Stars! This is the famous joint attack secret method of the Golden Crow Clan. It is not a top monster who is not qualified to practice!"

"Who is that woman? Such a powerful late-stage Heavenly Lord is just the other party's servant."

"I don't know... I only know that the one-armed man is dead! This move blinded the soul power, blocked the space, and cut off the source of power... He originally took the opportunity to escape, but now he will die!"

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Everyone looked at Chen Fan with pity, of course, they could not see anyone.

In their imagination, Chen Fan should have been undone, and the blood that was still steaming was pouring all over the floor, and the meat was everywhere.

On both sides of the street, more and more people were gathering around.

The golden mist surged, and there seemed to be a faint cry from inside. Everyone seemed to see Chen Fan swaying his one-arm and his face was ferocious and painful.

It's almost there, that person will die here soon.

Jin Xianxian also narrowed her eyes. For her, when she killed the enemy, she heard the other party's screams as if she had reached the peak in the bed again.

During the three breaths or four breaths, everyone's eyes did not leave the golden mist.

The golden mist surged, fading and becoming smaller in a visible degree of naked eyes until it was transparent.

At this time, the Jinxianxian's pupils shrank into a needle-shaped shape!

The onlookers had different expressions, and most of them showed an emotion - incredible.

The one-armed young man stood there, graceful and graceful, holding his two heads on his right hand, blood dripping on the ground, scarlet spots.

"Unfortunately, the two dogs are crazy, so I have cleaned up for you." Chen Fan still stood under the black feather chariot of Jinxianxian and said, "This is Linghua City, not the Jinwu Clan. You are domineering here. Don't look at which master is standing in front of you?"

Chen Fan turned around and was about to leave when Jin Xianxian suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

"What? Do you want to come in person?" Chen Fan said lightly: "Sorry, you are too old and look sorry to the audience. I really don't have the mood to come to you."

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd.

"You are the first to block this fairy's way, and kill this fairy's slave, how do you plan to die?" said Jinxianxian.

"You are fucking sick! You look arrogant!" Chen Fan couldn't stand the other party's attitude and shouted loudly: "Get out of your mother, don't be my word!"

After saying that, Chen Fan shook the two imprisoned golden dragons to death with two palms.

Originally, he planned to let the Wuyu Chariot go, but the golden dragon was quite sensitive to the aura of the body. They were used to being arrogant and domineering under the hands of the Golden Immortal, and tried to devour Chen Fan, which forced Chen Fan to take the initiative.

After collecting the inner elixir of the Golden Dragon, Chen Fan did not take the Golden Immortal seriously. After all, there were three Taoist ancestors secretly protecting each other's Wuyu chariot, so they could not be killed.

The Jinxian was furious as if thunderous as he drew his sword and sweared to cut Chen Fan into a slag!

However, just as the knife in her hand was unsheathed, a fair hand stopped it.

"Aunt Qian!"

"Immortal... don't be impatient..." Jin Qianqian stopped the immortal. As the guardian Taoist ancestor of the Jinxianxian, Jinxianxian was brought to the age of childhood. She was also the strongest person in the three great Taoist ancestors who protected the Jinxianxian.

"The Jinghua Cave is not as good as the Golden Crow Clan, the Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon. That person can kill the servants who practice the Golden Cloud Shooting Star Secret Method within three breaths, and can kill the three late-stage golden dragons with bare hands. It is not easy." Jin Qianqian said.

"Hmph! The late-stage Heavenly Venerable who has this kind of combat power has not killed one or two of Xianxian back then." Jinxianxian refused to resist.
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