Chapter 997: Anti-Sword Alliance

Xu Lan, the founder of the anti-sword alliance and the master of the Xingyue Pavilion, wondered: "I don't know how much red soul coin the fairy needs?"
　　 Beiyang Fairy extended four fingers: "400,000!"
"Forty thousand..." Xu Lan grimaced, "The resources of the southern border are controlled by Jianzong, how can I get 400,000 red soul coins? Even without Jianzong, 400,000 red soul coins are not the power of the sect. from!"
　　 "In this case, the old man will not accompany me!"
　　 Beiyang Fairy walked away, Xu Lan quickly retained.
　　 "Fairies are slow, have something to say! For 400,000 Red Soul Coins, please discuss!"
　　 Xu Lan pushed and pulled for a while, and the Beiyang immortal reluctantly said: "For the sincerity of the Lord Xu, the old man stays here for a few more days. When he has enough red soul coins, the old man will deal with Jianzong!"
　　The hearts of the people finally fell.
　　 Zhou Ran silently looked at all this.
　　Although others can't see it, he can see that this Beiyang fairy is not a fairy realm at all, not even the degree of feathering.
　　 What the Northern Fairy did was nothing but bluffing.
　　 Zhou Ran didn't talk about breaking, wanted to see what the Anti-Sword Alliance would do, but didn't want a voice to sound in the Yinfeng Valley.
　　 "If you want to deal with Jianzong, you don't have enough lives!"
　　Everyone is afraid and sincere.
　　At this moment, a man with a spirit sword came to the crowd.
　　 Xu Lan was shocked and said, "The wind, how did you come in?"
　　 The coming person is the breath of one of the lords of Jianzong. Sure enough, the person is like his name, coming like the wind, going like electricity.
　　 Feng Xi sneered: "It turns out that you are hidden in the Valley of the Windy Wind, no wonder the sword array can't be found! But now that you know where you are, you will have no place in the southern border!"
　　 said, the wind breath waved the spirit sword in his hand.
　　 A sword wind blew up, drawing Xu Lan into the sword wind.
　　 Xu Lan's body was cut and bruised by sword wind. Although he was wounded, Xu Lan's face was full of smiles.
　　 "Breeze, don't be complacent, the anti-sword alliance has already invited the Beiyang fairy, every sword sect is not an opponent of the Beiyang fairy?"
　　 "Northern Fairy? Where?"
　　 The face of the wind is sinking. As the host of the Sword Sect, he is good enough to deal with the anti-sword alliance in the valley of Yinfeng. If he wants to deal with the strong elves, I am afraid that it is not enough.
　　 "Please bring the fairy out soon!"
　　 Xu Lan shouted, and the companion immediately invited the Beiyang fairy.
The Beiyang immortal came to the wind and plucked his beard, saying, "You are the lord of the sword sect? The old man heard that the sword sect was going backwards. If it was not that the artifact was sealed on the bottom of the North Sea, the sword sect must be uprooted! This time you are lucky! , The old man does not care about you!"
　　 looked at this fairy strong man up and down with a look of disdain.
　　 "Beiyang immortal, since you don't care about me, what are you doing here? Hurry and leave here!"
　　 "Right! Old man, let's go!"
　　 Leaving a word, Beiyang Fairy left, sliding faster than the wind.
　　Everyone in the Anti-Sword Alliance is dumbfounded. This is the magnificent Beiyang fairy, where is there a little bit of a fairy strong?
"con man!"
　　 Xu Lan gritted his teeth indignantly, recalling that the Beiyang fairy had just opened his lion just now. It turned out that this guy was simply ridiculous.
　　 The wind breathed and laughed.
　　 "Xu Lan, this is the fairy strongman you invited? Actually put hope on such a person, the anti-sword alliance is just so!"
　　 During the speech, another sword wind hit Xu Lan.
　　Xu Lan's heart is ashamed, where can he avoid it?
　　 The sword wind swept Xu Lan's whole person in, and bite Xu Lan's body frantically. If Xu Lan had no real body protector, he had already become a pile of meat sauce.
　　 The wind stopped, Xu Lan fell to the ground like a rag.
　　 Xu Lan is the initiator of the Anti-Sword Alliance. Naturally, he is the strongest person among all people. In the hands of the wind, Xu Lan does not have any power to parry, and other people are even less likely to be opponents of the wind.
　　Unexpectedly, Jianzong only sent a host to come and uproot the anti-sword alliance.
　　 "Hurry up!"
　　 one person shouted, and all of them fled.
　　 It is a pity that running around is useless for the wind.
　　 The wind breathed coldly: "Want to escape? Not so easy!"
　　 As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of sword wind, and he headed towards the scattered people.
　　 Faced with a sharp sword style, everyone had no strength to parry, and all became the objects of sword style bite.
　　 But the wind didn't hurt the killer, all the people were still alive.
The wind looked coldly at these defeated people and said, "You should thank me, I didn't ask for your life! However, it might be a good thing to die now, because I will bring you back alive, in front of you The faces of all people in the southern border are thousands of people, and they are particularly effective!"
　　 If the wind breathes, there is no mercy.
　　 All people gritted their teeth, but it was useless. Jianzong was powerful, and just a host, he could manage everyone in the anti-sword alliance. Everyone wanted to be an enemy of Jianzong, it was simply delusion.
　　 Feng Xi was about to take everyone away, but suddenly found that one did not fall, but stood upright without any injuries.
"who are you?"
　　The wind is curious~EbookFREE.me~Being able to survive under his sword style, this person is not an idle person.
　　 "Who am I?" Zhou Ran said lightly, "Who am I? You are not qualified to ask."
　　 "Good guy!"
　　 The wind squeezed his fist, and since this guy wanted to die, he fulfilled himself.
　　 I just wanted to stay alive, so I didn't use my full strength, but Zhou Ran was arrogant, and I naturally didn't need to keep my hands.
　　 The sword in his hand waved fiercely, and a huge sword wind rose.
　　 The wind of the sword trembles the valley of the wind, and all the houses in the valley are uprooted.
　　 The wounded members of the anti-sword alliance were all hiding side by side in fear, daring not to do anything at all.
　　 Faced with a fierce and overbearing move, Zhou Ran was unmoved.
　　 reached Zhou Ran of Feathering Jiuzhong, no matter what kind of opponents he faced, he was able to stay calm.
　　 The jade blood sword in his hand gently waved to form a small whirlwind. Although the whirlwind was powerful, it was endless.
　　 Zhou Ran manipulated the small whirlwind and slammed into the huge sword wind.
　　 "Boom!"
　　In the valley of overcast wind, there was a roaring sound.
　　 The small whirlwind and the huge sword wind actually cancel each other out, and there is nothing left. .
　　 The wind breathed dumbfounded, shaking his lips, unable to say a word.
　　 "What did you do? Why did my sword style all disappear? How could such a small wind just cancel out with my sword style? Impossible! This is impossible! What the did you do?"