A figure descended from the sky. It was a young swordsman who was in the eleventh realm. His face was full of immaturity and frivolity. The blade had been unsheathed. He pressed the sword down from the air with a very handsome posture, and made a "chi" sound.
Zhang Jian's light burst out from the tip of the sword and struck the mountain guarding barrier with a bang. Then his body pressed down, and the entire sword energy was bent like a shoulder pole.
First, he received a kick from the Thirteenth Level Sword Immortal full of sword intent, and then he received a sword strike from the Eleventh Level young swordsman. The Mountain Guard Restriction was like a broken porcelain bottle, full of cracks.
Textured.
At this moment, another figure descended from the sky. It was a very beautiful female martial artist with a braid on the back of her head. She was wearing a short blue shirt, but she looked quite graceful. She dropped from the sky with a sudden punch, even though it was a punch from the Tianyuan realm.
, but it was also the last straw that broke the camel's back. The mountain-protecting restrictions of the White Dragon Sword Sect instantly shattered, turning into countless fragments of spiritual energy that dissipated in the wind.
"Alas?"
The young swordsman fell to the ground, with dazzling sword swords lingering around the long sword in his hand. He took a deep breath, raised his hand and pointed the long sword into the mountain gate, and said with a chuckle: "The Great Protector of Zhaoshan, Zhang Abai in front of
Come and ask the sword, old dog Qi Bailong, come and lead me to death!!"
"Damn it!"
On the mountain, a crimson figure flew down. It was a direct disciple of the headmaster of Bailong Mountain. He was in the eleventh realm. His face was slightly gloomy. His appearance was that of a man, but his words and demeanor were very much like a woman. With a sword, he came from
Falling from the air, he shouted: "How dare you be so arrogant, rat? Chief disciple of the White Dragon Sword Sect, Chen Yongjian gives you a death sentence!"
"..."
Lin Zhujie was still hiding among the pine leaves. Looking from a distance, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Although he hadn't seen each other for ten years, he still recognized Zhang Luobai at a glance. As for the woman, she was not Zhuang Yirong.
Who could it be?
Suddenly, Lin Zhujie felt happy. He didn't expect to find a few of them not long after entering the world of neon clothes. The mission given by the mountain master has been completed. Next, let's watch the show secretly. Take a look at these little guys.
How much progress each year brings!
In the wind, Zhang Luobai's sword blade swept out, and he shouted: "Swipe the white goose with the stick!"
The momentum of this move is astonishing. It has the momentum of chasing the bullies in the small town with a short stick on the snowy Tianchi Lake to help the weak. However, this move seems simple, but it contains the power of the sword.
The qi was densely packed, and when he swung his sword, Chen Yonggong's sword qi was instantly shattered, and about 30% of the remaining sword qi rolled away, heading straight for Chen Yonggong.
With just one sword strike, you can see the huge difference between the two eleventh realms. Zhang Luobai's eleventh realm is not even a bit stronger than the other!
"Asshole!"
More and more disciples are flying down the mountain. The White Dragon Sword Sect is a large sect with tens of thousands of disciples. In an instant, there are thousands of people watching the battle. As the eleventh realm, Chen Yongjian is the chief disciple and the guard.
Shanmen has no one to shirk. If he is embarrassed in the first battle, I am afraid that his position as the chief disciple will be handed over to others.
His eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to launch a sword finger, and the force of the finger suddenly shot through the air. But what was extremely sinister was that after the sword finger attack, he raised the sword blade, and suddenly wisps of sword intent seeped into the ground, quietly coming from
Attack underground.
"oh?"
Zhang Luobai's eyes turned cold and he held his head high. Nothing could escape Mr. Zhang's discernment. He had already seen this man's insidious thoughts. For a moment, Zhang Luobai's body rose up from the ground and repeated his old tricks.
A sword fell from the sky: "Evil dog grabs shit!"
The long sword in his hand instantly erupted with a rumbling sound of thunder, carrying countless rich sword energy, smashing the opponent's sword energy in the air, and also obliterating the wisps of sword energy full of water luck that emerged from the ground.
, the next moment, this sword strike caused the opponent’s chief disciple to vomit blood and retreat continuously!
"Dengdengdeng..."
Chen Yongji retreated sharply, the blood in his body surged, and his sword heart buzzed. He could no longer suppress the urge to surrender to the opponent. He took several steps back and stumbled into an ancient pine tree.
I felt a strong sense of frustration in my heart. When I turned around, I saw a beautiful face. It was Junior Sister Liu, the saint of Lingxiu Peak.
Junior sister Liu, who had once played swordsmanship and chess with her on the cliff, smiling like a flower, now looked at Chen Yonggong with very cold eyes, without the slightest worry, as if looking at a waste, perhaps, as long as Chen Yonggong
If he loses to an opponent of the same level, he is no longer worthy of being Junior Sister Liu's Taoist companion.
Junior Sister Liu, she has changed her mind!
Chen Yonggong was very sad.
"Trash, step back."
An old man wearing a cloud-white gown came out with a sword. It was the deputy sect leader, an old man at the peak of the Eleventh Realm. If nothing else, he had stayed in the Eleventh Realm for almost a thousand years.
The foundation is not ordinary deep, it is richer than the soup brewed by a thousand-year-old tortoise.
"Yes, Deputy Sect Leader..."
Although Chen Yonggong was dissatisfied, he still retreated and began to heal his wounds with luck.
"A mere deputy sect leader!"
Zhang Luobai raised his eyebrows, pointed the sword blade forward, and said with a smile: "I just want to play with you!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Zhuang Yirong's mouth, he was too lazy to speak and just watched the show.
"Okay, okay."
In the air, a figure fell down. It was a beautiful girl, dressed in white and snowy, with a graceful figure and a long sword in her hand. It seemed that it would not be too much to apply all the beautiful words in the world to her. That kind of graceful beauty,
It's hard to describe, but the most important thing is that she is also a twelve-level sword cultivator with extremely profound cultivation background.
"Senior Sister Lu, do you want to take credit?" Zhang Luobai scratched his head.
In the air, the woman named Lu Zhaohua in the world is Tong Yu. The so-called Lu Zhaohua comes from Lu Tong's "Lu", Lin Zhao's "Zhao", and Lin Wanhua's "Hua". Tong Yu started his career in the world
I have used this pseudonym since the first day. Therefore, in the world of neon clothes, over time, the monks on the mountain felt as if they had seen a ghost when they heard the three words Lu Zhaohua. That was a cruel female devil. There was once a man with a sword.
The achievement of destroying three Nishang Tianxia sects in a row!
Tong Yu frowned, looked at Zhang Luobai, and said: "Deputy sect master versus deputy sect master, is that okay? If you have any objections, go back and ask the sword, and let Lao Huang make the decision."
"Okay, okay, the official level will crush people to death."
Zhang Luobai returned the sword to its sheath and said: "I'll give this old guy to you."
"you……"
In the wind, the deputy sect leader in the cloud-white gown had a cold look on his face. He was already circulating his spiritual energy and put a secretly burning talisman on the blade of his sword. Then he suddenly thrust out with his sword. His eyes were filled with intense murderous intent. Haha.
He smiled and said, "What do you think I am?!"
This talisman, called the Qi Gathering Talisman, is a rare side talisman in the world. It can condense the sword energy into one point and explode with terrifying lethality. It is very suitable for assassinations, sneak attacks, etc. Many monks in the world of neon clothes are said to rely on it.
The Qi Gathering Talisman defeats the weak against the strong, and the lower realm defeats the higher realm. As long as the calculation is in place, this kind of thing can only be regarded as ordinary.
"Thinking too much."
Tong Yu drew his sword like lightning, took it out, and sheathed it. A set of actions was completed in an instant, but the sword light fell straight down. The next moment, the body of the eleventh realm deputy sect leader stayed in mid-air, and the sword intent in his body instantly collapsed.
, the sword thrust out, and the Qi Gathering Talisman were split into two, and even the sword in his hand was split into two, and then his body was split into two.
Tong Yu's sword cured all obsessive-compulsive disorders in the world. It just split the deputy sect leader in the middle. The long sword was divided into two parts from the middle, and the head was divided into two parts from the middle. The sword energy passed between the eyebrows, the tip of the nose, and two stars.
The gap between the front teeth, passing through the middle of the Adam's apple, all the way down, dividing the chest and body into two parts, passing through the middle point of the navel, dividing the lower abdomen Dantian into two parts, and then going down, dividing the ancestral material into two parts.
It can be said that he looks straight, divided into two parts exactly, with neither side too much or too little.
The next moment, the deputy sect leader's body was crushed to pieces by countless dense sword energies in the wind, turning into a blood mist.
Before Tong Yu drew his sword, he had already inquired about the life of the deputy sect leader. Relying on his high level, he bullied men and women, robbed families and homes, deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors. When his level was high, he killed his master and ancestor, and took away his wife and his wife.
Junior sister, there is no evil thing that he can't do. Let alone die once, it would not be too much for such a person to die a hundred times.
Zhang Luobai trembled when he saw it. His grandma's legs are so bad. The senior sister is so fierce. It turns out that when she and I ask for swordsmanship, she really hides at least more than 70% of her cultivation level. Otherwise, with this sword, he
Zhang Dajianxian is only 99% sure that he can catch it. It is really too dangerous!
…
"Zhaoshan!"
In the distance, a misty voice came from the top of the mountain, and then a ray of extremely powerful sword intent rose up, like a panic-stricken sun rising. It was Qi Bailong, the sect leader of the Thirteenth Realm, who came out of seclusion, carrying a sword.
The sword was radiating glowing light, floating all the way down from the top of the mountain, with a pair of eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
Tong Yu frowned. She had seen many Thirteenth Level Sword Cultivators, including Master, Sister Su Qingjiu, Lao Huang, Zhu Zhi, Tang Guangjun, etc. None of these powerful Thirteenth Level swordsmen were as pretentious as Qi Bailong.
, they are most sharp at the moment when they draw their swords, and this Qi Bailong seems to want to show all his cultivation to the world at the first time.
"You guys did a great job!"
Qi Bailong narrowed his eyes and said with a cold smile: "Kill my deputy sect leader of the White Dragon Sword Sect. This settlement will not be settled."
At this moment, a fiery red light streaked across the sky and quickly fell towards Bailong Mountain, flashing past like a meteor.
"Fight, what nonsense are you talking about!"
That stream of light was none other than Huang Tingyu. He suppressed the sword blade of Qi Bailong who was caught off guard with a fierce sword. For a moment, Qi Bailong's face turned pale. He was just an early stage Thirteenth Realm person. How could he withstand the Ten Thousand People in front of him?
The peak demon fairy of the Three Realms, it turns out that the legend is true, the sect master of Zhaoshan is really a sword cultivator of the Thirteenth Realm. If you are careless, it will be too late!
Huang Tingyu struck a sword and suppressed Qi Bailong until he was speechless. Then his shoulders shook and his divine power was activated. A heavenly dog head suddenly descended and bit Qi Bailong's shoulder with a snap, tearing off a bloody piece of flesh.
, the next second, Huang Tingyu's left sword finger burst out at the opponent's abdomen, piercing Qi Bailong's protective sword.
When Qi Bailong's body retreated, Huang Tingyu slashed across with a sword. Suddenly, the body of the Thirteenth Level Sword Cultivator, who was known as the best swordsman in the world, turned into a rain of blood in the air. He was killed with just three swords!
…
"It's still old Huang Meng!"
Lin Zhujie was so excited that he passed by, transformed into his true form and rushed toward everyone.
"who!?"
Zhang Luobai turned around suddenly.
"It's your dear uncle Lin Zhujie!" Lin Zhujie opened his hands and ran forward laughing.
Zhang Luobai's eyes turned red for a moment, and he immediately jumped up, whirling around and riding on the back of Lin Zhujie's neck. He hit Lin Zhujie with a punch from the sky, causing Lin Zhujie's nose to be bruised and his face swollen: "Bastard Lin Zhujie, watching Master and everyone being beaten
Kill, you didn’t even draw a sword, you ate and drank so many good things for nothing in the mountain top garden, why are you so shameless, just follow me and follow the nine punches of a farmer!"
"Oh my god!"
Lin Zhujie hesitated and said: "Stop now, your master is not dead, he is already waiting for you at the mountain top garden!"
"ha?!"
The little bastard was shocked, as if struck by lightning, the eyes of the dignified Eleventh Level Sword Immortal were filled with tears, and the tears fell straight down: "It's a lie, isn't it?"
This chapter has been completed!