On the surface, this is definitely a one-sided battle. There are many masters on the Taishan faction, and there are even some peak experts like the 11th Heaven and the 10th Heaven. On the other hand, Zhuo Hongri’s side only has three people in total.
, no matter how stubbornly these three people resisted, it was just an egg against a stone.
According to conventional speculation, this battle will definitely be resolved quickly with thunderous momentum, and Zhuo Hongri and the others will be easily defeated. However, no one expected that Zhuo Hongri actually had a trump card in his hand, this
The trump card is enough to bring unknown variables to this fight.
Zhuo Hongri was like a moth rushing to the flames, rushing towards the Taishan faction. When he was halfway through, he stepped hard on a seemingly ordinary floor tile. The sole of his foot came into contact with the floor tile, and the floor tile immediately fell apart.
It broke into several pieces, revealing a metal mechanism hidden underneath.
Last time Jintai had a confrontation with Zhuo Hongri in this hall, and because of his anger, the whole hall was shattered. When rebuilding the hall, Zhuo Jiangyue made a suggestion and asked Zhuo Hongri to hire craftsmen.
There are many detonators buried in the surrounding walls and underground. Once the mechanism is triggered, these detonators can be detonated!
"Click!"
Zhuo Hongri's soles were stepping on the mechanism under the floor tiles. The mechanism triggered more mechanisms and instantly ignited the detonator. A series of loud noises were heard, and the surrounding ground and walls exploded. The explosion was extremely powerful.
Shockingly, the flames spread in an instant, and broken bricks and stones were scattered in all directions. Many people who were close to the explosion location were unlucky. They were violently impacted by the explosion and were thrown far away, with their flesh and blood flying everywhere.
The people affected by the explosion included some people from the Taishan Sect and many people from the Three Sword Sect.
Seeing that these people from the same sect were unwilling to help defend against the powerful enemy, Zhuo Hongri no longer cared about the life or death of these people.
Because Zhao Zheng was standing in the middle of the hall, he was lucky enough not to be directly hit by the explosion. He was only hit by the aftermath and scratched by some gravel. At the critical moment, he quickly summoned the nine swords to his side and used these swords to protect him.
He held his whole body, resisting the impact of the explosion. New detonators were detonated one after another, the hall rumbled and shook, and the explosions shook people's livers and gallbladders.
Under the impact of such explosive power, even warriors would be unable to withstand it. If you are at the center of the explosion, you will be in fatal danger.
The loud noise of the explosion resounded in Zhao Zheng's ears, making his ears hurt and making him dizzy. A blurry and chaotic scene appeared in front of his eyes. Someone rushed in front of him. Among them were the three swordsmen of Mount Tai.
There were also figures of Zhuo Hongri and others. He wanted to rush forward together, but his reason stopped him in place. Neither Leng Xing nor Zhuo Hongri could handle it. He had completed today's task
The rest of the mission can be left to those first-rate experts.
"Leng Xing, go this way!" Zhuo Hongri shouted, holding a knife in one hand and Zhuo Jiangyue's shoulder with the other, and rushed up to the crumbling beams with him, where several wide cracks had already exploded.
While jumping up, he did not forget to swing his sword several times under him, using his sword energy to hinder the pursuit of others.
When Leng Xing heard Zhuo Hongri's shout, he also jumped up and drew his sword to defend himself against the Taishan sect's people.
"Chase!!!" Thunderbolt Swordsman roared and rushed forward, with lightning surging all over his body. He was as fast as lightning and rushed behind Leng Xing in the blink of an eye. He clashed with him several times.
When it comes to strength, Leng Xing, who only has the strength of Jiuchongtian, is obviously not Lei Ming's opponent. With just a few moves in the air, he fell into a disadvantage. Several sword energy flew close to his body and almost killed him.
penetrate.
"Young man, please stay with me!" Lei Ming used a killing move from the Canglong Sword Technique, blasting out a dragon-shaped sword energy and entangling Leng Xing in it.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Leng Xing's eyes flashed fiercely, he gritted his steel teeth, and shouted: "You go first, I will take the rear here!" After saying that, he opened the Tang Dao in his hand and danced the tiger fangs into the wind, and inspired the fierce tiger momentum.
, colliding with the surrounding dragon-shaped sword energy.
Zhuo Hongri lowered his head and glanced at the entangled Leng Xing. His eyes changed several times, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he smashed the beams and roof above his head with a knife and rushed out of the hall.
Lei Ming and Leng Xing were going back and forth in the middle of the hall, fighting endlessly. People from the Taishan faction trusted Lei Ming's strength, so no one went to help. Instead, they rushed out of the hall together and ran to intercept Zhuo Hongri.
At the same time, the explosion was still continuing, and there were so many detonators buried around it. More and more people were affected by the explosion, suffering varying degrees of injuries, and some even lost their lives!
"Amitabha!" A Buddhist chant suddenly sounded, the volume was so high that it even drowned out the sound of the explosion. Then a golden Buddha statue was seen rising up with determination, and a ball of golden light spread, protecting as many people in the hall as possible.
The shock wave of the explosion was mixed with gravel, which hit the golden light hard, and then was bounced away. This golden light was as strong as a copper wall.
This Buddha's name and Buddha's light were exactly what Master Xuanming sent out. At the critical moment, he single-handedly protected the people in the hall from harm, which reflected the compassion of the Buddhists.
Above the rumbling Xuemang Palace, Zhuo Hongri grabbed Zhuo Jiangyue's shoulder, looked around, looked in a certain direction, and rushed over. But before he rushed far, there were several
The sword energy lay across the air, blocking his way. He spat, swung his sword towards these sword energy, and shook them together. The sword energy collided violently with the sword energy, and consumed each other, but after the sword energy dissipated,
, the sword energy still exists.
"Bastard." Zhuo Hongri cursed angrily and turned his head in another direction. But just as he turned his head, a figure flew up and blocked that direction. The figure was steady, revealing Xiao Yunyin's figure.
The corner of his eye twitched, and he changed direction again, but this time he was stopped by Zhi Canghai. The people who appeared next were many hall masters, elders of the Taishan Sect, and the Four Old Men of the South.
Zhuo Hongri was surrounded by these people in the middle, and was no longer able to escape, like a trapped beast.
"Zhuo Hongri, surrender. No matter how hard you struggle, it will be in vain. There are so many masters here, you will definitely not be able to escape." Xiao Yunyin frowned and said calmly.
"I am the sect master of the first generation. How can I just surrender and be captured? If you have the ability to kill me, just use it without wasting your words." Zhuo Hongri had a crazy look on his face and crossed Tang Dao Dao, behind him
The momentum of the sword light surged several times, forming a giant sword three feet long.
"Since you are stubborn, we have no choice but to fight hard. You have committed numerous blood debts, and you must give an account to both factions." Xiao Yunyin's eyes flashed, and he attacked with his sword. Wherever the sword passed, the sword energy was everywhere.
Flying, the brilliance is dazzling, and the offensive is extremely fierce.
The people from the Taishan Sect around him heard the news and launched a fierce attack on Zhuo Hongri in the center. With the skills of these people, if they wanted to kill Zhuo Hongri, they would only need one round of offensive to kill Zhuo Hongri.
However, they wanted to catch them alive. So they did not go straight to the vital point, but attacked all around Zhuo Hongri. This more or less gave Zhuo Hongri some breathing space, allowing him to confront these people.
for a little while.
Sword Qi, Jin Qi, palm shadow, fist wind...all kinds of attacks hit Zhuo Hongri's body, causing him to be injured frequently. Wounds kept opening all over his body and blood spattered.
Zhuo Jiangyue's strength was limited. In a battle of this level, he couldn't intervene at all. He could only watch his brothers fight in blood. He glanced at Zhuo Hongri's angry side face, and then looked at Zhuo Hongri.
Holding his big hand firmly, he finally made a decision.
"Leave me alone, just rush out alone! Holding me will only become a burden to you." After Zhuo Jiangyue said this, he raised his hand to tear his clothes to pieces, and slipped from his brother's grasp.
It fell towards the Xuemang Palace directly below.
Zhuo Hongri was horrified and wanted to reach out to catch his fallen brother, but it was too late. The people around him gathered around him, not giving him a chance to be distracted.
Zhuo Jiangyue fell into the large pit on the roof of Xuemang Palace, returned here again, did somersaults in mid-air, and landed on the ground fairly steadily.
At this moment, the explosion has completely stopped, but the palace is still in a mess and the commotion continues. Some people with quick reactions are treating the injured, and some people are stabilizing the situation.
When they saw Zhuo Jiang Yueluo come back, the Taishan sect members who stayed in the palace were all shocked. Among the surprised people, even Zhao Zheng was included.
Zhao was feeding medicine to an injured person, with his body in a half-crouching position, and Zhuo Jiangyue landed not far from him. The two looked at each other, and then both showed sharp looks, each
Ready to take action, one held the hilt of the sword and the other danced his palms. Zhao Zheng would not let Zhuo Jiangyue go, and the other party also hated him to the core. Naturally, these two people were extremely jealous when they met.
"It's all because of you that we lost everything. Even if I die, I will use you as my support!" Zhuo Jiangyue's eyes turned red, and she attacked Zhao Zheng with both palms.
He stabbed his heart with his palm, and it was a fatal move.
Zhao Zheng held the sword with one hand and flicked his wrist, performing the Canglong Sword Technique. One sword separated two sword energies, which hit Zhuo Jiangyue's upper and lower palms respectively. At the same time, he also slapped Tianji behind him with one palm.
box, and released the rest of the swords together.
Faced with the counterattack of the two sword energy, Zhuo Jiangyue had to change his moves midway. The upper hand turned around and slashed across Zhao Zhengzheng's door. The lower hand retracted to his lower abdomen, and the whole person jumped into the air.
To avoid being hurt by the sword energy. However, as soon as he jumped up, the eight swords flew out and struck at him from eight different angles. Such a fierce attack was really not something he could handle.
No matter how amazing his movement skills were, he would never be able to dodge so many swords at once.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
Just as several sounds of cracking silk were heard, several sword lights flashed past, bringing out bits of blood. Zhuo Jiangyue's hand tendons and hamstrings were cut off together, and he was reduced to a cripple, collapsed in a pool of blood. However, there was no
He was not fatally injured. After just one confrontation, he was defeated by Zhao Zheng.
With Zhao Zhengxian's current strength, it is rare to encounter an opponent in the same realm, let alone against a sixth-level heavenly martial artist. It is expected that he can defeat Zhuo Jiangyue.
"It's a bad game of chess. It's okay to lose." Zhao Zheng slowly straightened up and said calmly to Zhuo Jiangyue, who was lying on the ground wailing. The eight swords flew back on their own and hung beside him, like living creatures.
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Zhuo Jiangyue's face was twisted in pain, and she stared at Zhao Zheng with two eyes, one large and one small, full of hatred, like the eyes of a poisonous snake.
Only then did the surrounding Taishan sect disciples react, and they rushed forward one by one, completely restraining Zhuo Jiangyue, and tied them tightly into rice dumplings.
Farther away in the sky outside Xuemang Palace, another more intense battle was also going on. There were not many people in this battle, just two people, but the intensity was far greater than that of those who surrounded Zhuo Hongri.
Group battle.
"My nickname is Zhuo Sandao. One person will die with three swords. Either you die or I die today!" Zhuo Ming shouted loudly, swung the Tang Dao in his hand to kill the immortal, and slashed at Jin Tai who was standing in the air opposite. This
As soon as the sword went down, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the air became agitated. A huge sword energy that was hundreds of feet long extended from the blade, and its power was enough to split a mountain into two.
The moment the sword energy was swung out, the cluster of deadly swords behind Zhuo Ming also flew out. Countless sword energy attacked Jintai from all directions, like raindrops dancing in the strong wind. Although Zhuo Ming's move was just a move,
But it was just as terrifying as the countless moves he had made.
Facing such a ferocious offensive, even the tenth heavenly being is by no means an enemy of one, and only the eleventh heavenly warriors are strong enough to deal with it.
Fortunately, Jin Tai is an eleventh-level warrior.
"Zhuo Ming. I really didn't expect you to keep making mistakes again and again. In this case, I have no choice but to take action."
Jin Tai sighed, then moved back, holding the Dragon Sword tightly, and rushed towards Zhuo Ming. He did not stand on the spot to block the hundred-foot-long sword energy and the sword shadows flying in the sky, but chose to bully him.
Zhuo Ming. Use this to defeat this trick.
Although there are many sword shadows in the sky, as long as he bullies Zhuo Ming, those sword shadows are useless. Zhuo Ming cannot surround himself with the sword shadows. This has another advantage. The closer he is to Zhuo Ming,
, the giant sword energy becomes more and more difficult to display. It can be said that rushing towards Zhuo Ming is a very wise choice.
While rushing over, Jin Tai also used his unique skill "Dragon Roaring Nine Heavens" to suppress the bottom of the box. He swung nine swords forward in a row, each sword slashing out a dragon-shaped sword energy. These nine dragon-shaped sword energy not only
The strength is extraordinary. And the appearance is lifelike, just like a real blue dragon. The nine dragon-shaped sword energy, each one is dozens of feet long, is only stronger than Zhuo Ming's offensive.
The Baizhang Sword Qi slashed across and hit the first Dragon-shaped Sword Qi. It cut it off in one fell swoop, very cleanly and without any delay. The Dragon-shaped Sword Qi made a roaring sound and exploded.
He continued to move, and then struck at the second dragon-shaped sword energy, achieving the same result as before. However, after the second dragon-shaped sword energy exploded, the Baizhang sword energy was obviously impacted, and cracks appeared on the surface.
There were actually signs of fragmentation.
In addition to the Baizhang Sword Qi, the sword shadows released by the Jueming Sword Cluster were also slashing at Jintai and the remaining dragon-shaped sword Qi one after another. The dragon-shaped sword Qi flew up and down, circling and turning, baring its teeth and waving its claws,
Resist all the flying knife shadows and protect Jintai himself from any harm.
Under the bombardment of hundreds of feet of sword energy and thousands of sword shadows, nine dragon-shaped sword energy exploded one after another. When Jin Tai rushed to Zhuo Ming, only two dragon-shaped sword energy were left around him.
Although there is not much left, it is enough.
"Ha!!!" Jin Tai shouted, frowned, opened his mouth, and stabbed forward with a sword. The two dragon-shaped sword energy wrapped around him merged into the tip of the sword, making the sword powerful.
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At the critical moment, Zhuo Ming placed the Tang Dao Zhanxian in his hand in front of him, and then an incredible scene appeared. The Baizhang Dao Qi that stuck to the blade quickly retracted the blade, squeezing the broken parts.
Fill up. Such powerful sword energy, when condensed together, is far more powerful than when amplified. After a warrior releases his inner power, it is difficult to take it back. Only eleventh-level warriors like Zhuo Ming can do this.
The ability to wait for the reverse to happen.
The condensed sword energy was like a strong shield, blocking Jin Tai's powerful sword. The swords collided, causing a loud noise, and a shock wave spread out in all directions. The force was extremely powerful.
The blow made the hair and beards of the two warriors move, and even the clusters of fatal swords floating around were shaken away.
The strong wind blew away the clouds, rolled up the flowers, plants and trees on the ground, and set off layers of green waves. Even if there were thousands of troops and two armies fighting, it would be difficult to have such power.
The two faced each other face to face, one urged the sword in his hand, and the other urged the Tang sword in his hand, and started a competition of strength and strength. The two dragon-shaped sword energy was continuously injected into the sword body, and the Baizhang sword energy continued to shrink and condense.
.Finally, the dragon-shaped sword energy dissipated without a trace, and the Baizhang sword energy completely retracted into the blade.
This round of confrontation ended in a draw.
"The two of us were evenly matched back then. Eight years later, you and I are still equally powerful." Jin Tai said in a deep voice.
"I still have two swords left. It's too early to draw a conclusion now. Just using sword energy and momentum can't hurt you. It seems that the only way to do it is to use the 'Tianji' ability." Zhuo Ming violently shook the Tang Dao in his hand.
Zhan Xian shook Jin Tai away in one fell swoop, "Jin Tai took the move, the second sword is coming!"
As soon as Zhuo Ming finished speaking, he pointed the tip of the knife at Jin Tai. Following his inconspicuous movement, the cluster of fatal knives floating around suddenly underwent an incredible change. Originally, it was just a blurred shadow of the knife.
It quickly transformed into an entity and became a real metal Tang knife!
This scene was like a magic trick. Countless real Tang knives were suddenly conjured out of thin air, each one extremely sharp and of high quality.
Where do these metal Tang knives come from?
What is the so-called secret?
How did Zhuo Ming do it?
What ability is this?
Nothing is known.
Seeing Zhuo Ming using his "Heaven's Secret" ability, Jin Tai had to use the same trump card. This ability is possessed by every martial artist who has reached the "unpredictable" realm of the eleventh heaven. It's just that every warrior has the ability.
Personal "secrets" are all very different.
Jin Tai crossed the Dragon Sword in his hand and made a finger gesture with his other hand. Behind him, the aura of the green pine emerged. The difference was that the green pine that appeared this time was not just a shadow, but a shadow.
A real and vigorous pine tree! This pine tree has a thick trunk, dozens of feet high, with lush branches and leaves, and a vigorous shape. If it is a real tree, it must be at least several hundred years old.
"It's just a pine tree, watch me chop your pine tree into a stump!" Zhuo Ming shouted, and the cluster of Jue Ming knives behind him flew forward, and countless real Tang knives turned into streaks of white light.
It's like a world-destroying meteor shower.
Facing these ten thousand sword rays, the huge pine tree launched a counterattack. Countless branches were like flexible arms, rushing forward one by one. At the same time, the green leaves growing on the pine tree also flew out one after another, and every piece of it flew out.
They were all extremely sharp and gathered into a green wave, mixing with the branches.
The snow-white sword light and the green waves collided fiercely, as if two roaring tides met head-on, setting off huge waves. The sword light shattered and disappeared without a trace, and the green leaves and branches were also cut into pieces.
Fragments, both sides refuse to give in to each other. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)
