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Chapter 65 The Sweeping Old Man!

At this moment, the eyes of the disciples of Taiyi Holy Land were filled with a gleam of light, and they all converged on the ancient bronze chariot and flying boat. Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in their eyes. If they thought of something, the corners of their mouths showed disdain With contempt, he said: "We don't care what ghosts and snakes you are, just roll away from wherever you come from, and when the Lord of our Supreme One Holy Land returns, you will all die!"

After the voice fell, the disciples looked at each other, as if they were all scared away by the guy who could see the ancient bronze chariot and flying boat.

However, these disciples, how could they have thought that the guy with the ancient bronze chariot and the flying boat was the one who killed the Lord Taiyi whom they were so proud of.

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, a voice of laughter sounded from inside the ancient bronze chariot, saying: "You disciples of the Holy Land of the One, it's so interesting that you actually thought that the Holy Lord of the One, who is like a waste, would come back to kill us The people of the Temple of Heaven are so funny!"

"Qinglong, tell these disciples of the Holy Land of the One who don't know how to live or die, how did their Holy Lord of the One die?"

As the voice of Ye Chen from the bronze ancient chariot fell, Qinglong stepped out of the flying boat, looked at the disciples of the Taiyi Holy Master, grinned, and said: "The disciples of the Taiyi Holy Land, your Taiyi Holy Master, is here Great Xia Imperial City was killed by me!"

When many disciples heard these words, they looked at Qinglong with disbelief, and immediately roared.

"Nima!"

"damn thing!"

"Our Taiyi Holy Lord of the Taiyi Holy Land is a quasi-emperor powerhouse. With this appearance, can he be killed?"

"ridiculous!"

"It's so ridiculous!"

"This is simply the funniest joke of the year!"

"An ordinary trash, how can he say that he can kill a quasi-emperor like Holy Lord Taiyi?"

When Qinglong heard the words, he raised his eyebrows, and there was a strong killing intent in his eyes. Suddenly, the voice in the bronze ancient car rang out.

"Qinglong, these guys talk too much nonsense, just kill them!"

"Yes, Master!"

Qinglong nodded and said.

hum!
It can only be seen that Qinglong's sleeve robe was waved impressively, and sword lights shot up into the sky, shooting towards the disciples of the Taiyi Holy Land.

"Is this the Emperor Zhun's sword light?"

Many disciples, looking at the sword light coming violently, their pupils shrank suddenly, their faces changed drastically, and their bodies trembled: "No, this is the emperor's sword light?"

Immediately, the faces of these disciples were filled with horror.

hiss!
Inadvertently, he took a deep breath.

It seems that the Lord Taiyi was killed by the killer of the Temple of Heaven!

thought here.

Their eyes were filled with deep despair, as if no one in this Holy Land of Oneness could save them from the Great Emperor of the Temple of Heaven.

Bang!
Just ten inches away from the sword glow shot by Qinglong, suddenly there was an old figure blocking it with a broom.

Many disciples at this time saw the old figure blocking the sword glow for them, that is, the sweeping old man they despised just now. Suddenly, a trace of shame flashed in their eyes, and shock appeared on their faces.

Obviously, they were shocked by the sweeping old man, who usually doesn't show off his mountains and dews, but now, he directly showed his strength no less than that of the emperor of the Temple of Heaven.

call!
What kind of identity does this sweeping old man have?

"Ok?"

At this moment, Qinglong's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the old figure, he felt a little surprised, and said: "It's really unexpected that this mere Holy Land of Taiyi is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. An old man who sweeps the floor is actually a powerful emperor. It's interesting." what!"

And that old figure raised his eyes, looked at Qinglong, and said calmly: "Assassins of the Temple of Heaven, you have gone too far. You have already killed the Lord of the Supreme One. Now, you still want to kill the disciples of the Holy Land of the Supreme One?"

"Are you going to stop me?"

Qinglong said indifferently.

"That's right!"

The old figure, that is, the sweeping old man, snorted coldly.

"Qinglong, since this so-called sweeping old man wants to die, you can fulfill him!"

At this moment, a voice came from the bronze ancient chariot.

Qinglong looked at the old man sweeping the floor, and said with a faint smile: "Old man, since I have already spoken to kill people in the Temple of Heaven, then I will stop talking nonsense with you. Now, report your identity and wait for death to come Bar!"

"Ha ha!"

The old man sweeping the floor chuckled, and said, "Old man, don't change your name if you are going, or change your surname when you sit down. Nie Changfeng is also the master of the fallen Supreme One Holy Master, and at the same time, the former Holy Master of the Supreme One Holy Land!"

"Today, I, Nie Changfeng, will give a good try to your great emperor's methods!"

"Of course, winning or losing is decided, but life and death are also decided!"

Speaking of it.

An earth-shattering killing intent erupted from his body.

clap clap clap!
When Qinglong heard this, a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes, and immediately, he clapped his hands away, and suddenly, there were light and crisp voices.

"very good!"

Qinglong said with a half-smile.

"Go ahead!"

"This is the only chance!"

"Because, once I make a move, it's time for you to fall!"

"Humph!"

Nie Changfeng, the old man sweeping the floor, snorted coldly, and said, "Emperor of the Temple of Heaven, what a great tone!"

"Huangquan Thunder Fist!"

Immediately, he jumped up violently and yelled.

boom!
The next moment, the old man sweeping the floor directly punched Qinglong, but this boxing rule was full of earth-shattering thunder and lightning, exuding extremely powerful power.

"Huangquan Thunder Fist?"

Seeing this, Qinglong's eyes were filled with disdain and contempt, then he shook his head and said: "It's interesting, I hope you, a sweeping old man, can display the greatest power of Huangquan Thunder Fist, don't let me down !"

"Guiyuan Sword!"

Qinglong immediately squeezed a sword finger, which contained a long river of swordsmanship, and erupted with extremely terrifying sword power, just like the world in the sword.

call out!
That sword finger just shot away violently.

In an instant!
It just collided with the Huangquan Thunder Fist of the sweeping old man!
However, after just a few breaths.

The sword light swept across, the long river of swordsmanship surged, and the Huangquan Thunder Fist burst into pieces!
"What?"

"Am I right?"

At this moment, the sweeping old man's face changed greatly when he saw this, and he said with deep horror, "This...how is this possible?"

Listening to the old man sweeping the floor, it was obvious that he already felt the horror of Qinglong's sword.

"Old man!"

Qinglong looked at the old man sweeping the floor, then shook his head and said, "You really disappointed me, you didn't even display a tenth of the power of Huangquan Thunder Fist!"

"Now, let me see you off for the last time, die for me!"

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(End of this chapter)