Chapter 681 One ride is a thousand monthly tickets)
"After today, all Taoist cultivators under Fan Gu's rule will be killed without mercy!"
A decisive and decisive reply to this Taoist Wuji in just one sentence.
Fight this door until death!
Not only Wuji's expression was livid, but the seven thousand purple lin flame lances also had angry expressions on their faces. Their eyes were about to burst, and they were staring at Zong Shou with red eyes.
No one can doubt whether Zong Shou can do it. The king of a country has millions of elite soldiers and horses under his rule. Except for the few high-level powerful men under his command, everything else is the top force in the cloud world today!
Zong Shou's own martial arts is unrivaled within the Cloud Realm and the Spiritual Realm!
Even Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation can't do anything about it, which shows how powerful it is.
If it is determined to destroy all the channels in the Dao Ling Qiong Realm within the territory, I am afraid no one can stop it.
Wuji's heart was beating fast, he was in panic, and he was even more inexplicably angry. But everything today was his own fault, and he really had no one to blame.
However, this situation is not irreversible——
Forced himself to calm down, a hint of coldness appeared between Wuji's brows and eyes.
"Your Majesty insists on doing this, and there is nothing Wuji can do about it. However, we are not willing to just sit back and wait for death."
As he said this, Wuji's hand had already used the sword technique, and a bright sword suddenly came out of its sheath and whirled beside him.
"I don't know why your Majesty came here alone. I only know that your Majesty is too confident. Do you really think that you can defeat a thousand with one horse and stop my seven thousand cavalry from returning to the west? If your Majesty dies here, you
Those ambitions for hegemony were all empty talk——"
As long as this sect guards death here, even if the Dao Ling Qiong Realm's plan to respond fails in the end, the East of the Cloud Realm will be able to retreat unscathed.
When Zong Shou heard this, he smiled and said that he could ride a thousand horses? Why not?
No matter how lazy he was to speak to this person, the nameless sword also responded at this moment, making a "clear and crisp" buzz.
The sword power rising around him became more and more fierce. Killing thoughts soared into the sky.
Wuji knew the answer just by looking at Zong Shou's expression across from him. After taking a deep breath, he could no longer suppress the long-simmering anger at the corner of his eyes.
He even laughed secretly, this Zong Shou was really frustrated and crazy! He was so heartbroken and crazy!
With the power of one person, he can resist seven thousand purple lin flame spear cavalry?
He thought he was the reincarnation of King Xiang. King Ran was reborn? Can he be invincible in the world?
That’s it! Since he is so decisive and confident, then today he will destroy this Eastern overlord with his own hands!
The fire-walking purple golden lin under his crotch jumped forward suddenly, and the horse's hooves flew. Wuji also took out a three-foot-long purple spear in his hand. The flying sword protected the body, the spear pointed forward, and the several guardians were like spiritual shields.
Like. Protect in front of you.
His riding beast leapt, and the seven thousand riders behind him also drove the riding beast and followed closely.
The spear shadows all shot forward, instantly turning into more than ten million points, and thrust towards Zong Shou, who was thousands of feet away.
The galloping hooves of the horse are like an iron current, capable of destroying everything.
When the meridians and energy channels of the entire seven thousand people were connected, a ball of blazing light suddenly burst out in Wuji's eyes.
Even if it is a mountain today, he can flatten it and crush it!
Zong Shou, however, narrowed his eyes indifferently and smiled "hey".
The seven thousand purple lin flame spear cavalry rushed in like a frenzy, and the thoughts as majestic as the sea and waves crushed them.
The sword-pressing sword intention that rushed out from around him has not retreated in the slightest, nor has it been destroyed.
It wasn't until the infinite spear shadow rushed within ten feet that his hand suddenly moved.
The sword shadow flashed, and a ray of silver light pierced out, forcing the purple gun shadow back!
The Yin of Yuanyi!
If we talk about the exquisiteness of swordsmanship, it is undoubtedly Old Man Longying's Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword that is the most exquisite and profound.
But if it can be said that he has the deepest control and is the most capable of defeating the enemy, he is undoubtedly the master of the sword!
The swordsmanship of hundreds of schools of swordsmanship is integrated into one furnace. He has spent most of his life studying and perfecting this set of swordsmanship, so he is the most familiar with it.
And the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword also has part of its essence blended into it.
Therefore, within ten feet, there is my unbreakable sword domain!
After forcibly repelling the huge purple spear, the sword shadow in Zong Shou's hand suddenly exploded. In an instant, it turned into thousands of rays, covering ten feet in front of him.
Either by using force to fight, or by gravitating in another direction, more often than not, it is a head-on fight without retreating even half a step!
The area within a radius of twenty feet was immediately filled with the sound of bursting lights.
The aura was dazzling, and the entire space seemed to be torn apart. The ground below was also collapsing.
The roars of the beasts on horseback sounded ten feet away in front of Zong Shou.
One after another, the Black Flame Golden Lin Beasts either couldn't bear the heavy pressure of the overwhelming energy and fell down. Or they were afraid of the thousands of sharp blades in front of them and refused to move forward, so they all rose up with their own strength.
Countless pieces of flesh and blood were scattered, but not a trace could splash into Zong Shou's body, within ten feet!
The seven thousand cavalry rushed forward like a wave, but they were like encountering a rock. The more than a hundred cavalry in the front could not shake Zong Shou's duty. The entire cavalry could only spread out to both sides and go around.
It couldn't get closer than ten feet, and the seemingly unstoppable iron flow split into two.
But at this moment, the corners of Zong Shou's lips curved slightly again.
Want to pass by him? How is that possible!
——Yuan Yi Yang!
Turning from defense to attack, tens of thousands of sharp sword shadows spread out to attack both sides.
All the Purple Linyan Lancers passing by from both sides, without exception, suffered severe injuries to their chests and abdomen, or their heads and necks were broken.
In just a moment, the area within a few dozen feet was filled with corpses.
However, it is not piled up like a mountain, affecting the view.
The ground collapsed, but only the area of ten feet in radius where Zong Shou stood was safe and sound.
Hundreds of human corpses and horse skeletons only just filled up these deep pits.
The place where Zong Shou stands is still a line higher, giving the impression that he is standing on top of thousands of corpses.
The seven thousand purple lin flame spear cavalry couldn't get in, and they couldn't get around from both sides. The formation suddenly became chaotic, and finally divided into two directions, rotated in the opposite direction, and reorganized the formation thousands of feet away.
Zong Shou did not pursue him, but stood on the same spot. A line of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, and he did not intend to pay attention to it.
If you can defeat seven thousand six-level Taoist soldiers without causing any damage to yourself, that would be a weird thing. You can't hide it, and there is no need to hide it.
Holding the nameless sword in your hand, you use all your strength to regulate the energy in your body.
The soul power doesn't matter, there are hundreds of sixth-order souls absorbed by the Nameless Sword. The blue fire in this soul sea has almost reached its peak!
The surge of soul power provided makes people feel like they are swelling.
In today's battle, it depends on whether his Zong Shou will fall first, or whether these seven thousand purple lin flame spear cavalry will be defeated first!
Wuji was thousands of feet away, but his expression was extremely ugly, and he looked coldly at Zong Shou opposite him.
One is worth a thousand!
Seven thousand iron cavalry attacked, but they couldn't move even an inch!
At this moment, the Zong Shou held his sword upside down, still calm and composed, standing on top of the many corpses in the ten-foot square.
The temperament seems to be elegant and elegant, but it contains an indescribable domineering and self-confidence. The thousands of sixth-level iron cavalry here are regarded as nothing!
Although he knew that Zong Shou must have been injured at this time, he had no idea that his injuries were minor.
The previous plan to kill this Heavenly Demon King here has been completely given up.
That ten-foot-square area is completely indestructible and indestructible.
The heavy sword shadows are like mountains and walls.
For a moment, his eyes wandered, looking to both sides. There was no way here, but this place was wide. If you spread it out, you should be able to get around it.
But as if he had seen through his plan, Zong Shou smiled silently, made a seal with his hands, chanted the mantra, and then slammed the sword in his hand into the ground.
Three thousand two hundred feet of thunder wings immediately spread out from behind, covering a land of six hundred and four hundred feet, attracting the spirits of heaven and earth within a hundred miles.
Countless red flames spread out in all directions.
As far as the eye can see, within 300,000 feet, everything is turned into a sea of crimson fire.
A cyan spiritual mirror also rises into the sky, shrouding it with light, immediately making people feel psychedelic.
At this time, Zong Shou grinned again and came over.
Wuji's heart sank again, knowing that this was probably the Lu family's Burning Sky Flame.
It is impossible for ordinary ninth-level spiritual arts to cover such a wide range.
Only the magical power born from the bloodline can do it.
He was also surprised that Zong Shou's soul power was so powerful that he could support the 300,000-foot sea of fire without feeling any difficulty.
I vaguely know Zong Shou's intention, and you want to disperse and flee, but I'm afraid you won't be able to do so!
Although the terrain here is wide, it is the only passage. It is not impossible to go around from the side, but it will take four or five hours.
Thinking of the rear, not only did the Xueyunqi arrive, but I also felt a chill in my chest.
Once again, his eyes focused on Zong Shou. After much deliberation, this was the only way to go.
He mobilized the fire-walking Zijin Lin on his crotch and sprinted forward again. Wuji's mind was not shaken at all.
The thought of running away was completely gone.
I want to fully understand that this sect is a formidable enemy in the Dao Ling Qiong Realm. The more time passes, the more difficult it will be to deal with it.
If this Zongshou can be killed here today, then even if he is Wuji, even if all the seven thousand purple lin flame spear cavalry in Dao Ling Qiong Realm are buried here, it will be worthwhile!
There are more than 6,400 spears flying across the field. Although the number of people is small, the momentum is even more powerful.
They faintly gathered into one force and rushed towards them.
Zong Shou once again grasped the hilt of the nameless sword, his face was indifferent, but the solemnity in his eyes was even stronger.
This attack was even better than the previous one. The Wuji on the opposite side was really determined to die.
The next collision is the key. Whether or not the backbone of this Purple Linyan Lancer can be weakened and whether its arrogance and fighting spirit can be extinguished all depends on this sword.
Qi was surging within his body, but he didn't notice at all that Xiaori beside his shoulder, whose originally pitiful and wet eyes were full of monstrous rage.
In its eyes, today's situation is different. It doesn't care about those people, it just looks at those low-level Linxues like the Black Flame Golden Lin Beast, and they actually dare to provoke the king!
It’s just once, but it’s a second time——
Raising his head slightly, Xiaori's expression was extremely arrogant. Scales appeared all over his body.