Chapter 136 I have a sword that can cut a real dragon
Lin Zhao raised his hand and slowly drew his sword.
With an almost inaudible clang, the sword blade was slowly unsheathed. Just on the sword body, strands of golden text emerged, constantly imprinted in the young man's heart. Just when the sword blade was unsheathed.
, the whole world seemed to be frozen. The surging demon army was still. They were unable to move, and even couldn't breathe for an instant. An extremely terrifying pressure appeared between heaven and earth!
In the sky, countless streams of light emerged, illuminating the night sky and earth as if it were daytime. In the sky, there were even countless figures of white divine dragons swimming, majestic and winding, hundreds of miles long.
Even before a single sword was drawn, it had already caused countless phenomena in the human world!
"Uh-huh..."
Lin Zhao worked extremely hard to pull out this sword. He had to endure countless baptisms and tempers. This sword has not yet been completely unsheathed, but it has already resonated with the whole world!
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"Um?!"
The great demon Yuzao narrowed his eyes, feeling uneasy and fearful in his heart.
"this……"
Bai Lan, the great demon of the Thirteenth Realm standing proudly in the sky, frowned. He was obviously a great demon at the peak of the Thirteenth Realm. His physical body was powerful and he could fight with the human race in the Fourteenth Realm. However, this weapon had not yet been unsheathed.
In front of the sword, Bai Lan actually felt a little shaken.
In the distance, the generals who were stationed at the snowy Tianchi came out of their camps to look far away.
"Lin Zhao..."
Young Master Yutan opened his mouth slightly: "That sword, could it be..."
"It must be."
The old commander Chen Wanli looked into the distance and murmured: "I didn't expect...Lin Zhao was the one chosen by God, but we...let Lin Zhao be used as a bait for the entire human race to turn around...and let him die...
"
Qin Yushan frowned: "What a pity..."
Lu Xinghe, the old swordsman of the Great Wall of Fusu, squinted his eyes and looked at the scene in the distance, and sighed: "The Great Chen Dynasty, the Great Chen Dynasty, with such people here, how can the country's destiny be ruined?"
On the green mountain.
Qin Suihan clenched his fists. He looked at the young man from a distance. This sword would definitely consume all his energy and life force. How could an eighth-level martial artist be qualified to wield such an immortal sword?
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"How are you doing?"
In the air, Bai Lan, the great demon at the top of the Thirteenth Realm, suddenly pulled out both swords together, his sword intent rising to the sky, and roared: "What can a sword that pretends to be a god or ghost do? So what if it is the best sword in the world? Do you think you can kill it?"
I?!"
"Buzz~~~"
At this time, the young man had pulled out the entire sword from its scabbard. He had to hold the sword with both hands, and his palms could hardly support the mighty pressure of the sword. At this moment, he already knew the origin of the sword, and everything
The whole story, these things were deeply imprinted in his heart.
It turns out that it is really that sword...
So, when the young man raised the ancient sword, his handsome face was even a little twisted and ferocious. He slowly raised the long sword with both hands and roared with the true meaning in the sword: "I have a sword - it can kill the real dragon!"
"Dragon-slaying sword?!"
Bai Lan trembled, could it really be the legendary sword?
On the hill, the young man has already raised his sword, and the sword light is overwhelming!
"ah?!"
Bai Lan was unable to move for an instant, but he still raised his head, sword energy gushing out from his body, and in an instant, thousands of sword lights surged out from the mountains and rivers. The strongest sword of the Thirteenth Realm Peak Sword Cultivator, and another
How can we underestimate it!?
"come!"
Bai Lan held the sword in his right hand, and pointed to the sword mark on his forehead with his left hand, and smiled ferociously: "Even Wen Liang, the peak of the Twelve Realms, can't kill me, so it's just you? Who do you think you are?!"
In the air, the young man laughed loudly, his posture extremely arrogant: "Well, let me, Lin Zhao, finish the sword that Wen Jianxian has not finished cutting for him!"
When the sword fell, a straight line in the sky was like a ray of golden light falling from the sky. Not only was it extremely fast, but its sound was like thunder, and the entire sky was torn apart!
"Come!"
Bai Lan roared angrily and thrust out his sword. Immediately, countless sword auras hanging upside down between the mountains and rivers flew out and condensed into a sword light, heading straight towards the sword aura struck by the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
However, Bai Lan's sword was vulnerable to a single blow and shattered in an instant. Then the ray of sword light fell from the sky and landed on top of Bai Lan's head. Just then, it was exactly where Wen Liang's sword fell!
"laugh!"
As soon as the sword light passed by, the majestic vitality in Bai Lan's body was instantly cut off. His body swayed in the wind, and then his body was split into two, and he was actually killed by a sword like this!
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In the wind, countless avenues came back, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Zhao's whole body was penetrated by wisps of sword light. He used a power that did not belong to him, and the avenues' backlash naturally came very violently. In the excitement of the light, Lin Zhao's body
Continuously being pierced by the backlash sword energy, the three Yunjian Lakes collapsed one by one, and even the heart was pierced. The whole person fell to the hill like a thread of torn cotton wool.
He looked at the north with a smile on his face.
I will use my life to invite the demon clan into the game.
A lot of planning, that's all.
The Dragon-Slaying Sword suddenly turned into dust in the sky, and Sister Bai's aura disappeared. The Dragon-Slaying Sword turned into countless dust particles and fell to various parts of the earth, as if it had never happened before.
"ah?"
In the distance, the big demon Yu Zhi who was watching the battle finally came to his senses: "He...he actually killed Bai Lan?"
"Yes, sir..."
A military commander frowned and said: "Master Bai Lan was killed by the formation... It seems that Lin Zhao has also been affected by the backlash of the great road. His breath is about to be cut off, and it is difficult for the gods to save him."
"..."
Yu Zhi gritted his teeth and felt complicated. When he actually saw the man die in battle, his mood was different. It seemed that he didn't want him to die.
"damn it!"
In the demon clan's military formation, great demons of the upper five realms rose into the sky one by one. Someone roared: "This little beast actually killed Lord Bai Lan. It is so hateful. Let me come and take his head to pay homage to Lord Bai Lan."
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One after another, the figures of the great demon galloped away.
On the hill, Lin Zhao's consciousness began to blur. He looked at the figures flying by in the wind, and smiled miserably: "Dad, mother, Xiao Zhao is here... I didn't embarrass you, I...
"
He looked at the approaching big demon figure in the wind, and his eyes became sharp again: "You want to take my head? You're dreaming."
As he spoke, a golden war gall suddenly exploded from the young man's heart!
"boom--"
A small hill was flattened in an instant. Lin Zhao exploded his God of War gallbladder, blowing his body into pieces. The great demon of the Guizhen Realm who tried to behead was knocked back by the impact, covered in blood and flesh. This God of War gallbladder
The power of Dan's self-destruction is so terrifying that it actually blasted a great demon from the Guizhen Realm to the Galaxy Realm, already falling out of the ranks of the Upper Five Realms!
All the big demons were shocked and stared blankly in that direction.
A hill was flattened, and Lin Zhao completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
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In the snowy Tianchi, Chen Yu, who had been sent back by a ray of sword light not long ago, knelt down on the ground. Looking at the place where Lin Zhao died in the battle, she burst into tears and cried loudly. Lin Zhao's death made her extremely distressed.
The old commander Chen Wanli burst into tears and knelt down on one knee: "Army, send off to Commander Lin!"
Shao Shiyu, Lu Fengxian, Qin Yushan and other palace commanders also knelt down one by one. Following them were the three armies of the Shang Dynasty, and more than two million soldiers knelt down to the north -
"Send Shuai Lin!"
"Send Shuai Lin!"
"Send Shuai Lin!"
This sound echoed in the valley for a long time.
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"What's wrong?"
In the small town, Jia Zhong, the owner of Baiweixuan, saw a group of injured soldiers kneeling facing north, and couldn't help but ask: "What's going on?"
A wounded soldier said solemnly: "Lin Zhao, died in battle."
"What!?"
Jia Zhong staggered instantly, tears already rolling in his eyes.
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Bronze Mirror Lake.
The peach blossom demon led the reed flower demon out of the cave and looked to the north. There was a sword light there that caused countless celestial phenomena. Then her heart suddenly tightened. She already had a premonition of what had happened, and she knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down her face.
"Miss, what's going on?" the reed flower demon asked.
Han Yurou burst into tears: "Mr. Lin Zhao...Mr. Lin Zhao will never come to Tongjing Lake again."
"ah?"
The reed flower demon was stunned and looked towards the north, tears welling up in his eyes.
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Luoxia Valley.
A group of heroic spirits of the Xia tribe walked up to the top of the mountain and watched the celestial phenomena in the north.
Zhang Xicheng felt the emotion in his heart, and he trembled violently and fell to the ground. When he stood up, his eyes were filled with gray tears. He knelt down on one knee and said, "Send Shuai Lin off..."
A group of heroic souls knelt down one after another.
"Send Shuai Lin!"
In the blink of an eye, from the Xijianjiang River to the Fusu Great Wall, the sounds coming from under the Nine Springs were connected among the mountains.
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Wash the Jianjiang River.
A goddess of the river, covered in golden armor, walked out of the water.
"Empress..."
The two maids looked at her and wanted to comfort her.
Lin Xingchu had tears on his face and said softly: "Lin Zhao, my aunt can't give you a ride anymore. My little Lin Zhao is the best and best Lin Zhao in the world..."
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Fusu Great Wall.
On the top of the city, a woman in white with a sword in her hand looked towards the north. As soon as the sky passed, she already knew what had happened. She stood there motionless, tears rolling down her face.
He will go to the snowy Tianchi one day, why doesn't he wait?
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Real world, Ningcheng center.
Xu Yan slowly got up from the game cabin and walked to the bed in despair. She slowly lay down and cried silently while hugging her beloved bear pillow.
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Tianchi Town.
In front of the Zhang family's mansion.
Young Zhang Liucheng sat on top of the stone lion in front of the door, looking north, listening to the conversation of the passing cavalry, with tears streaming down his face. He sat on the stone lion and cried loudly: "Lin Zhao, you are so stupid, you are not even a swordsman."
, you still dare to fight like this. If you die, who will I, Zhang Liucheng, be like? You can’t die, I still want to learn the sword from you..."
The young man burst into tears and no one could stop him.
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Changming Mountain.
The little girl who studied swordplay during the day and copied books at night suddenly raised her head.
She sat upright, covered her heart, and started crying while sitting at her desk.
"What's the matter, Xiao Jiu'er?"
Master Lin Qing'er came over, touched the little girl's head and said, "What's wrong? Tell Master..."
Xiaojiuer covered her heart and cried loudly: "Master, my heart hurts. The last time it hurt like this, my parents died in the battle. This time, it hurts. Could it be Brother Lin Zhao..."
Lin Qing'er secretly crushed the Feiyu letter hidden in her sleeve, hugged her and said softly: "It's okay, he must be okay."
As she said this, the tears in Lin Qing'er's own eyes couldn't stop falling one by one.
