Fantasy Dimension Plunder

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The man's anger disappeared in a flash, and he seemed to want to make a move, but at this moment, a laugh came from the sky, making Qian Wanli stop.

"You Yanhuazong disciples are getting more and more useless, and you even begged a mortal."

Accompanied by the sound, a sword light flashed across the sky, and a burly man with a beard floated above Qian Wanli on a wine gourd.

"Deng Yongqi, what are you farting, which eye of yours saw us begging this mortal." Qian Wanli cursed immediately when he saw the person coming.

"I see your flowery little junior sister with both eyes, begging that mortal." The big man named Deng Yongqi looked up to the sky and smiled, pointing at Qian Wanli and said:

"It's a pity that people don't give face at all."

After finishing speaking, Deng Yongqi laughed even louder, for fear that others would not hear her.

"Deng Yongqi, don't think that your Wuchan Sect is a first-rank immortal sect. My Yanhua Sect is not afraid of you."

A red light flashed on Qian Wanli's waist, and the immortal sword pierced towards Deng Yongqi in the air like lightning. Experts would know if there was one as soon as he made a move. Although it was just a sword, Qian Wanli showed the cultivation of a ghost.

Deng Yongqi, who was in mid-air, laughed, and after saying something good, she jumped off the gourd, clasping her palms together to catch the red sword that was stabbing fast.

"Let me, Deng Yongqi, learn Yan Huazong's "Nine Heavens Swordsmanship"."

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it anymore." Qian Wanli shouted angrily, and the red sword held by Deng Yongqi burst into light and emitted a scorching flame.

"Leiyang Rising to the Sky"

The red sword was like fire, the sword energy was like wind, and the wind helped the fire. Deng Yongqi could no longer hold the long sword. After turning over and narrowly avoiding Qian Wanli's sword, his body rolled like a wind wheel and bumped into Qian Wanli's arms .

"Arhat Eighteen Rolls"

Deng Yongqi's head turned into gold, and violently hit Qian Wanli's chest. His hands wrapped around Qian Wanli's hands and feet like soft whips, and rolled around on the ground. Every time he rolled, Qian Wanli's breath became weaker.

The two rolled all the way from Tengjia Village to the nearby fields, destroying the crops in a mess.

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Qian Wanli and Deng Yongqi fought in Tengjia Village, which immediately attracted all the villagers. The battle between the two was too loud and directly destroyed many fields in the village. The villagers of Tengjia Village dared not speak out.

For mortals, they must be the ones who suffer when the gods fight.

The fight between Qian Wanli and Qian Wanli became more and more intense, and they gradually became unable to hold back.

Qian Wanli was born in the "Yan Hua Sect", the first-rank immortal sect in the Great Qin Dynasty. According to legend, it was founded by a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect. After tens of millions of years of development, his strength has surpassed that of Shushan. There are three masters of ghosts and immortals under his sect, and Qian Wanli is one of them.

Deng Yongqi was born in the first-rank immortal sect, Wu Chan sect, which is different from ordinary immortal sects. Wu Chan sect cultivates the physical body, and believes that a strong physical body is the foundation, refining the body to the point where it is comparable to an immortal weapon, is quite similar to the magic cultivator, and focuses on close attack and short attack .

Deng Yongqi fought against Qian Wanli, always adopting close tactics, using his own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, constantly narrowing the distance with Qian Wanli, and finally even played joint skills.

Yan Huazong's most formidable skill is "Nine Heavens Imperial Sword Art", all kinds of Taoism are based on a flying sword, and close combat is very disadvantageous to Qian Wanli.

However, as the most outstanding disciple of Yan Huazong, Qian Wanli's character is not very good, but his ability is genuine.

I saw Qian Wanli's primordial spirit move, and his portable sword "Red Dragon" turned into a fire dragon and surrounded Qian Wanli and the two of them. The flames emitted by the fire dragon were composed of sword energy, and each sword energy was controlled by Qian Wanli.

"Flame Dragon Break"

Naturally, Qian Wanli's sword energy would not hurt himself, but Deng Yongqi, who had been pestering him all the time, was unlucky. break".

"Ksitigarbha Chant Killing"

Deng Yongqi clasped his palms together, like a sharp knife, he bumped into Yanlong's body, Yanlong's fiery sword energy was scattered by a strong force from the sky, turning into sparks.

But Qian Wanli's "Flame Dragon Break" is naturally not so superficial, only a few sparks burn the air like a prairie fire, turning the space into a sea of ​​flames.

"Kill!" Qian Wanli thought evilly all his life, he couldn't care about anything else, and turned all his immortal power into a killer move.

"Kowloon Yanhua Kill"

The sea of ​​fire around Deng Yongqi turned into nine fire dragons, forming the most famous "killing array" of Yan Huazong.

And Deng Yongqi, who was in the middle of the "killing formation", found that the surrounding heat had risen more than a thousand times in vain, and even his body, which had been tempered and tempered, began to be burned.

The nine fire dragons intertwined with each other, increasing each other's strength a hundred times, and a wisp of white flame wrapped around Deng Yongqi's body.

The white flame is the essence of the fire, and its temperature is higher than that of the sun. Although there is only a trace, it can burn financial iron, and even an immortal weapon can melt.

Deng Yongqi clasped his hands together, transforming into the famous "Golden Body of Zen" of Wu Zen Buddhism, sitting cross-legged and passively defending in the "Nine Dragons Yanhua Formation", the whole person is like a golden lacquer statue.

Seeing Deng Yongqi trapped in the fire formation, Qian Wanli laughed triumphantly.

"Deng Yongqi, haven't you heard of Huo Kejin? Let me see how long your Zen golden body can last."

Qian Wanli used all his strength to use the killing formation to increase the power of the flames, and Deng Yongqi in the formation finally snorted secretly, almost unable to hold on.

Just when Deng Yongqi was about to be unable to hold on, the huge gourd he was riding on fell from the sky, fell into the formation, and floated above Deng Yongqi's head.

The gourd does not know what kind of fairy weapon it is, but it is not afraid of the flames of the "Nine Dragons Flame Array", but emits a bone-piercing cold air to counteract the heat.

"Glass armor, come!" Deng Yongqi opened his arms, and the gourd floating above his head gradually disintegrated, turning into a pair of glazed armor and attached to his body.

Putting on the "Liu Li Bao Jia", Deng Yongqi's feet emitted a chill, which quickly spread around, as if the chill from the Nine Nether Hell had completely frozen the fire dragon transformed by Qian Wanli.

"Top-grade immortal weapon?!" Qian Wanli exclaimed.

The treasure armor on Deng Yongqi's body was a high-grade fairy weapon, far stronger than the fairy weapon Qian Wanli held, and it also had an innate cold power, which could be said to be innately restraining Qian Wanli.

Seeing that his senior brother was about to lose, Li Anqing didn't care about other things, the fairy sword came out of its sheath with a "choke", and pointed directly at Deng Yongqi.

"Senior Brother Deng, we all belong to the Daqin Cultivation Realm, so why kill each other? Now that Chunyang Immortal Mansion is about to be born, everyone should unite as one." Li Anqing is obviously better at being a man than senior brother Qian Wanli. His words are well-founded and his voice is soft and virtuous, easy It makes people feel good.

"Junior Sister Li, your senior brother will be the one to strike first!" Deng Yongqi felt complacent as she had the chance to win.

"I'm not defeated yet!" Qian Wanli didn't bother to let his junior sister save him. He shouted angrily, and a large amount of flames shot out from the acupoints of his body, which was his real fire.

Qian Wanli was desperate.

There is a stark contrast between Qian Wanli's fire and Deng Yongqi's ice. The battle is imminent, and life and death will be fought at the next moment.

"Yan..."

Suddenly there was a sound of dragon chant between heaven and earth, and then a purple long sword fell from the sky and was inserted between Qian Wanli and Deng Yongqi.

The purple long sword carried an incomparable pressure. Qian Wanli and Deng Yongqi all shrank their pupils when they saw the long sword, showing fear.

The owner of the long sword soon appeared in front of the two of them. She was a bright and beautiful girl in purple clothes. She looked at most seventeen or eighteen years old, and there was a trace of innocence on her immature face.

But Qian Wanli and Deng Yongqi saw the girls tremble all over, as if seeing Yan Luo in hell.

"Zhong Yingqi, what do you mean?" Qian Wanli looked at the girl and asked loudly, but his tone sounded a little lacking in confidence.