Chapter 817
"I haven't seen any disciples from Kunlun City recently."
Ding Han was walking on the street on a new day of fun, and suddenly he had a different feeling:
"I used to see disciples from the Heavenly King Hall on every street."
Wu Nan looked puzzled: "I don't know. I saw a group of disciples from the Heavenly King Hall when I was smoking on the balcony in the early morning. They all seemed to have gone to the Royal City."
"Hey? Wu Nan, have you learned to smoke?" Ding Han looked surprised: "What brand do you smoke?"
"Hongtashan, what about you?" Wu Nan asked with a smile.
"Same, hahaha, have one." Ding Han took the two of them to the trash can on the street and started blowing clouds of smoke.
"The disciples of the Heavenly King Hall have all retreated. I feel something is wrong. Is there any news from the Sword Palace?" Wu Bei pondered for a moment, and said, "There has been no news from the Sword Palace for a long time."
"Ah."
Ding Han sighed, "The Sword Palace's appearance this time has made me panic. Now on the list of the Sword Palace's absolute killing order, only Palace Master Su and I are still alive. If I hadn't been lucky enough to get here, I'm afraid I would have been killed by you."
"You are indeed lucky." Wu Nan nodded, "I really wanted to kill you at that time and then join the Sword Palace."
"What about now?" Ding Han smiled faintly.
"Fuck the Sword Palace." Wu Bei laughed, "I am comfortable in Kunlun City, what does the Sword Palace mean? I won't go even if you beg me."
"Keep your voice down." Wu Nan suddenly reminded.
"Ah!"
Wu Bei was startled, and stopped bragging. He immediately looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he lowered his voice and said:
"When you go out, don't mention the Sword Palace too much, be careful not to be included in the killing order."
Ding Han sighed: "I am lucky to be alive until now."
In Kunlun City, Ding Han was a little uneasy when he suddenly couldn't see the disciples of the Heavenly King Palace.
"If the Heavenly King Palace withdraws."
Ding Han looked worried: "I am afraid I will not be able to escape death."
Wu Nan and Wu Bei fell into silence after hearing this.
After more than ten seconds.
Wu Bei said:
"Without Palace Master Su, there are too many people who can kill you, brother Ding. Even if we help you, it will be useless."
Wu Nan said solemnly: "You can only pray that Palace Master Su can hold on."
"I hope so."
Ding Han looked towards the direction of the royal city.
They all thought that Palace Master Su was still in the royal city.
Little did they know.
In the void not far away.
A stream of golden light roared forward in the sky.
Ancestor Jinpeng!
Its speed was even faster than that of the Flying Wolf.
On the back of Jinpeng, there were Su Chen, Ye Qingning, Luo Luo, Xiao Amei, Meng Tianji, the protector, Ouyang Wu and a few others.
There were not many people going to the Sword Palace, and that was because of Xiao Amei, otherwise there would be even fewer people.
The golden light cut through the void and headed straight to the west.
Time flies.
In a blink of an eye, the Sword Palace has been in existence for two years.
The vast white mist surrounding the Sword Palace was almost dissipated.
The Tongtian Holy Mountain where the Sword Palace was located was surrounded by more than a dozen simple main cities, and many famous big figures lived in some of the main cities.
There were hundreds of millions of people around the Tongtian Holy Mountain.
And most of the strong people present were enough to show the unparalleled dominance of the Sword Palace.
There was a huge platform below the Sword Palace.
There are a few stone pillars on the edge of the platform. The stone pillars are not big, about two or three meters high. Some people are tied on more than 30 stone pillars.
The ropes that bind them emit a faint glow, and most of these people are pale, and many of them are weak and look like they are about to die.
Snap!
A long-faced man licked his dry lips, and suddenly, a whip hit him.
The severe pain made the long-faced man's eyes full of red bloodshot.
He looked at the person who made the move, a gray-clothed man sitting not far from the platform. He sat in a casual posture, with a look of disdain and contempt in his eyes.
He is Li Yikun, a young genius in the middle stage of the Immortal King, and is currently a preparatory disciple of the Sword Palace.
He was able to join the Sword Palace because of the Absolute Killing Order.
A strong man in the Absolute Killing Order was killed by some of Li Yikun's elders to get him the opportunity to join the Sword Palace.
More than that.
Li Yikun captured more than a dozen employees of the Heavenly King Palace who were responsible for acquiring resources.
He came all the way to the Sword Palace, built this platform by himself, and tortured several people to death in front of many people.
The long-faced man who was beaten had an angry look on his face. He gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice:
"Li Yikun."
"You will die, I swear, you will definitely die."
"It's not that I won't take revenge, it's just that the time has not come yet, hahahaha..."
Li Yikun laughed: "I guess you will die first."
Dang!
Li Yikun was in the Immortal King Realm after all, and a stream of light flowed out from the gap between his fingers.
In an instant, the long-faced man turned into a blood mist.
On the platform, it was quiet.
Soon, several people flew down below, and they escorted more than 30 people.
"Report to the young master, these people are from Kunlun City who were captured in the Beihe area in the past six months."
"There is only one person here, a disciple of the Heavenly King Palace."
One of the subordinates pointed to a man in black who was beaten and had his head drooped.
"Oh? A disciple of the Heavenly King Palace?"
Li Yikun smiled: "Not bad, there is a reward."
He waved his hand, took out a batch of crystals, rewarded his men, and then had the thirty-odd people tied to the stone pillars.
"All tied up."
Li Yikun stood up and slowly rose up.
At low altitude, he looked at the crowd around him and suddenly said:
"The Sword Palace is about to open!"
Hua La La!
As soon as the voice fell, white mist surged around the Sword Palace.
Just like a last ray of light, the white mist suddenly increased.
Accompanying Li Yikun's words, a shocking dragon roar appeared in the vast white mist.
"Ao Ao Ao..."
The sound was deafening.
On the side of the Sword Palace, a huge dragon head slowly appeared, its eyes were ferocious, its horns were as sharp as knives, and its nostrils were spewing faint flames.
Soon, a white-haired old man appeared above the dragon head.
"The Sword Palace strongman!"
"Who is he? He looks so awesome!"
"Be careful! This is Shi Tian, the top fairy king of the Sword Palace."
"What, he is Shi Tian Fairy King?"
Shi Tian Fairy King was once the number one giant in Xihe Region, with unparalleled strength.
Many people were surprised that Shi Tian Fairy King actually joined the Sword Palace.
"Welcome everyone to the Sword Palace event."
Shi Tian said slowly: "The Sword Palace has been opened, you can follow me to enter. As for this Tongtian Holy Mountain, my Sword Palace guardian beast Mu Long will stay here to guard it. Li Yikun, you maintain order."
After saying this, hundreds of figures flew quickly in the void. They were all fairy kings from different places.
They followed Shi Tian and entered the gate of the Sword Palace. At the innermost side, there was a passage to a small world. It was a group of white clouds, like a huge mirror. Countless people stepped into the white fog and disappeared...
The Sword Palace only took out the guardian beast, which was enough to shock the world!
"They are the enemy."
"They are some small bastards from the Heavenly King Palace."
"Burn them!"
Li Yikun looked at the crowd tied to the stone pillars and sneered.
The next moment, the wooden dragon's head stretched forward, its mouth opened, and a brown flame spit out.
The flame burned the group of people tied to the stone pillars.
The strange thing is that their bodies were intact, but their souls were constantly struggling on the stone pillars, and the miserable soul cries were endless.
"Stop it!"
Suddenly, a violent and angry voice came from the distant void.
"Who is it?"
Li Yikun looked over immediately.
Tens of thousands of people also looked into the distant void.
I saw a golden shadow flying quickly.
"Jinpeng?"
"Jinpeng from the Heavenly King Palace?"
"A mere beast dares to shout in front of the Sword Palace?"
Li Yikun smiled coldly, waved his hands, and shot out streams of light, destroying the people tied to the stone pillars.
At this moment.
Countless people looked into the distance.
They all knew.
Su Changfeng, here he comes!
"Beast?"
Li Yikun had just finished killing someone, and before he could catch his breath, he heard a cold voice behind him.
His face froze, and he slowly raised his head, and saw the cold vertical eyes of the wooden dragon, looking at him.
Suddenly, a flame came.
The wooden dragon, which was equivalent to the giant fairy king level, spit out a mouthful of fire and burned more than half of Li Yikun's body. If he hadn't shown mercy, Li Yikun would have almost died on the spot!
The next moment.
The wooden dragon's cold eyes looked into the distance.
Its huge body left the building surface of the Sword Palace, flew into the void, and went straight to Jinpeng. It seemed... to see its prey.
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