"What secret technique did Wang Tong practice in the Great Zen Temple that could actually visualize such a terrifying life? Could it be that he practiced the Amitabha Sutra of the past? But the god just now was not Amitabha!"
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Zhao Jirong guessed in his heart.

But everything is possible. If what he cultivates is the past Amitabha Sutra, then he must get it!

"After practicing the Amitabha Sutra in the past, I can achieve the highest state of the Yang God and become immortal! By then, who in the world will be my opponent!"

"Since I have guessed your true identity, you must die!"

Many thoughts flashed through Zhao Jirong's mind.

"Boohoo!"

Several arrow feathers attacked her chest, and she waved her hand gently, and these arrow feathers fell into her palm as docilely as puppies.

It didn't cause her any harm.

After grabbing several arrow feathers one after another, Zhao Jirong raised his hand, and the arrow feathers were shot at ten times the speed in the direction of the previous shot, towards the few cavalrymen who were rushing forward.

His body was directly pierced by these arrow feathers, and he fell off the horse.

Fallen on the spot!

"Let's go!"

She jumped on a horse and shouted.

The horse she was riding was named Zhaoyuye Lion! The speed was extremely fast. In an instant, she was already a hundred paces away. Fortunately, Wang Tong's horses were not ordinary, and they followed closely behind.<

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Wang Tong carefully leaned down, trying to stick as close to the horse's back as possible to prevent himself from being jolted off, and then his soul entered the peach wood sword again.

The peach wood sword turned into a bright divine light, and it was many times faster than a horse!

The sword light dragged out a long tail in the void, bombarding Zhao Jirong who was at the front.

"Here comes the gun!"

Zhao Jirong waved her hand, and the spear in Liu Baiyun's hand went directly into her hand. She turned around and fired it, stabbing the mahogany sword impartially!

The huge force bombarded the Taomu Sword and flipped it dozens of times in the void before it stopped.

"Wang Tong, do you really think you can do anything to me just by relying on the flying sword?!"

Zhao Jirong suddenly jumped off the horse and spoke to the flying sword in the void.

"Why did you suddenly use martial arts instead of Taoism? I guess you were hurt by me just now, and you feel very uncomfortable now!"

"Can you still control objects out of your body now, or show yourself?"

Wang Tong's sarcasm came from Taomu Sword. He knew that Zhao Jirong did not use Taoism to resist, but used a spear. In such a short period of time, he no longer had the ability to use Taoism.

And if you control the flying sword by yourself, you can almost be said to be invincible!

"Do you think I am no match for you without using Taoism? You don't know that I practice both Taoism and Wushu. Taoism is not my strongest method, but martial arts is?"

Zhao Jirong was unmoved. She looked at the cavalry getting closer and closer in the distance, and decided to kill these pursuers before settling the score with Wang Tong.

"Looks very confident, but I don't know who is going to kill whom today!"

Wang Tong piloted the mahogany flying sword and rushed into the sky, then fell downwards at an even faster speed.

Zhao Jirong still looked calm, she reminded:

"Liu Baiyun, be careful!"

Sure enough, Wang Tong's falling sword was not aimed at Zhao Jirong, but changed its direction and stabbed towards Liu Baiyun.

"Boom!"

Liu Baiyun lost his spear and quickly drew out the long knife from his waist to resist!

The power of this sword is close to that of a Martial Saint, how could Liu Baiyun block it!

After the sword light circled around his neck, Liu Baiyun hit the horse and fell down.

After killing Liu Baiyun, Wang Tong's sword struck Zhao Jirong again.

Zhao Jirong was holding a spear. After seeing where the sword light was, he swung the spear directly, and a circle of ghosts appeared, making it impossible to see clearly where the tip of the spear was.

"Brother Wang Tong! Be careful! This is Daluo Xingxiu Divine Spear Technique!"

Chi Zhuiyang shouted, he quickly opened his bow and shot an arrow.

Wang Tong's peach wood sword happened to hit the shadow of the gun, and he suddenly felt a shock. His soul suffered a huge impact. After withstanding the blow, Wang Tong's soul was almost knocked out of the peach wood sword.

The shock came out!

I didn’t expect that Zhao Jirong’s marksmanship was so superb!

After the sword was shaken away, Zhao Jirong rotated the spear again, stabbing it dozens of times in succession. The power transmitted from it caused the Taomu Sword's blade to sway from side to side.

If it were an ordinary flying sword, I'm afraid it would be riddled with holes now!

Zhao Jirong moved her body slightly sideways and easily dodged the arrow feathers shot by Chi Zhuiyang. She sneered:

"Wang Tong! Try my life-and-death revolving gun!"

Immediately, the spear trembled and turned rapidly, faster than lightning. A shadow appeared and suddenly bombarded the sword body. It collided hundreds of times and burst out a large number of sparks.

Wang Tong felt that the mahogany sword he controlled rotated with the opponent's spear, and was tightly stuck to the opponent, unable to escape no matter what.

The Divine Sword is like a bird that is held tightly in a person's hand. No matter how much it flaps its wings, it cannot escape.

"Pangu opened the sky!"

Wang Tong roared angrily. Faced with such terrifying marksmanship, he used his supreme swordsmanship, the light of his sword shot into the sky, and the spear flew away.

At this time, Chi Zhuiyang had already come closer. He held five arrow feathers in his palm and shot them out together. This is a famous shooting technique, flying fish in a row!

Zhao Jirong's eyes flashed, he raised his hand and swung the spear, boom boom boom!

All five arrows were blocked, and she struck again at Wang Tong's flying sword.

In the distance, Baiyun Village has been completely defeated. A large number of soldiers are approaching here. Zhao Jirong is also aware of the situation.

Instead of retreating, she advanced. After knocking Wang Tong's flying sword away with one shot, she stepped as fast as flying and caught up with the horse that was eating and chasing the sun.

With one shot, Chi Zhuiyang and the horse beneath him will be killed!

Chi Zhuiyang jumped up from the horse's back. He took pity on the war horse. It neighed and was disemboweled. Then it was pierced by the divine light on the tip of the spear and turned into a blood mist!

Xiao Mu and Shen Tiezhu in the distance both fired their Locust Crossbows, and many arrows shot towards Zhao Jirong's body, sealing her around and preventing her from moving.

Zhao Jirong snorted coldly, and disappeared directly on the spot. The arrow feathers fell into vain, and Wang Tong's mahogany sword followed her and slashed towards her neck.

"He actually ran away with the shot just now!"

Zhao Jirong was a little angry. She just wanted to kill someone with such a fierce blow.

After flying Wang Tong's flying sword, Zhao Jirong kept running, trying to leave from here.

"Witch! You want to leave!"

Wang Tong continued to use flying swords to restrain him, but Chi Zhuiyang gasped for air after narrowly escaping from death. He almost died just now!

His face flushed red, and after a period of violent breathing, his eyes widened, and a gossamer like substance even flowed from his breath.

Immediately, he suddenly took the long bow beside him, moved around, and shot nine arrows!

After the nine arrows were shot, Chi Zhuiyang immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. He collapsed on the ground, his hands trembling constantly. Now he no longer has the slightest strength.

This is the most powerful archery technique in the Xuantian Pavilion, the Nine Arrows of the Heavenly Snake!

The supreme archery skills that can kill martial arts masters are somewhat overstretched when used with Chi Zhuiyang's current strength.

It has even injured his internal organs and muscles.

These nine arrow feathers were like spiritual snakes, attacking Zhao Jirong's body, surrounding him from all directions.

There is even an arrow that is carried on the ground and is very hidden!

After Chi Zhuiyang opened her bow, Zhao Jirong felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart, and she quickly blocked Wang Tong's flying sword with one shot.

Looking back, she saw nine arrow feathers flying towards her. She raised her brows and swiped her spear immediately. Two of the arrow feathers were blown away by her, and the willow branch was dodged by her, leaving the last one.<

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She stepped suddenly with the sole of her foot, stamping the arrow feather into the ground.

"Good opportunity!"

Wang Tong's heart moved. At this time, Zhao Jirong was distracted. He turned his soul with all his strength, and the sword light was majestic to an unprecedented level, like a galaxy of white practice, penetrating down!

This sword move is like a rainbow piercing the sun!

The sword light directly cut off the spear in Zhao Jirong's hand and inserted it into her heart!

"How is this possible! How is this possible!"

Zhao Jirong, who was pierced through the chest by Wang Tongfei's sword, had an incredible look on her face. As the most outstanding female disciple of the Daluo sect, she let out an extremely harsh scream!
To be continued...