However, just as the battle between the two forces was in full swing, Zhuo Ming, who was in the thicket of desperate knives, suddenly pulled away, quietly escaped from the range of the thicket of desperate knives, and walked around behind Jin Tai... He did this
His intention was obvious, it was just for a sneak attack. Although he left, he kept a strong inner force in place, in order to get through and confuse the public.
Zhuo Ming hung three feet away from Jin Tai's back, holding the handle of the knife behind his back and pressing it against the palm of his other hand. The blade of the knife was parallel to the line of sight, shining with a frightening edge. This knife did not have a violent aura, nor was it very violent.
The gorgeous sword energy is just the pure power that reaches its peak.
Cold light, a flash!
Zhuo Ming rushed towards the hanging pine tree behind Jin Tai with a knife, and stabbed it hard in the center, trying to pierce both the pine tree and Jin Tai himself. The tip of the knife was piercing the strong tree trunk, with a devastating force.
, poked a hole in the bark of the tree, and continued to push forward. A spider web-like crack mark appeared on the tree trunk. As the blade penetrated, the crack mark continued to expand and exploded.
A large number of scattered sawdust appeared in Zhuo Ming's eyes, as well as a looming figure.
Could that figure be Jin Tae's back?
Zhuo Ming's eyes flashed, and he suddenly increased the strength of his hands and penetrated towards the figure.
"Puch..."
The blade of the knife was piercing the figure, causing an almost inaudible sound of tearing the silk, but no blood spurted out.
The sawdust flew away, revealing the entire figure. It turned out that it was just a piece of clothing worn by Jin Tai. As for Jin Tai himself, he was nowhere to be found.
"Use the cluster of deadly knives as a cover, and go around to the back to try a sneak attack. Zhuo Ming, is that all you have?" Jin Tai's loud shout struck his head, like the rolling thunder roaring in the sky on a rainy day. This sound was heard in the sky.
It reverberated in the air, and before it stopped, a dragon-shaped sword energy roared out and went straight to Zhuo Ming's chest. This move came first and then rushed to three inches in front of Zhuo Ming in the blink of an eye.
It is dangerous after dangerous.
At the moment of life and death, Zhuo Ming grabbed the air with his left hand that was not holding the sword, and actually created a sharp metal Tang sword out of thin air. He grabbed it in his hand and slashed at the oncoming dragon-shaped sword energy.
"boom!!!"
The dragon-shaped sword energy burst into pieces, along with the Tang Dao in Zhuo Ming's hand and the flesh and blood on his arms! The force of the explosion was as if a living dragon was biting his skin.
, causing his arms to become bruised, bloody, and even the bones were exposed.
This is an eleventh-level warrior like Zhuo Ming. If it were another warrior with weak strength who suffered such a blow, I am afraid that he would still be blasted to pieces and become a bloody mist.
The second round of confrontation is over.
Metal Tang knives, broken wood chips, and bright red flesh all fell together.
The two fighting men were hanging in the air, standing face to face, with different expressions. Zhuo Ming was so seriously injured, but there was no sign of pain on his face. He still looked very calm, as if nothing was wrong.
"I have not dared to appear in public for eight years, and I have not been able to hone my sword skills. This has made me regress a lot, but you have taken advantage of it." Zhuo Minghan said. As he spoke, he glanced at the people above the Xuemang Palace.
As the bloody fight continued, the corner of the old eye twitched slightly. It was obvious that he was worried about the situation of his two sons, but this was not a good thing. Concern would lead to chaos, and this kind of concern would have a serious impact on him. With Jin Tai
Such an enemy stood in front of him. If he could not defeat him, he would not be able to save his two sons.
"You are not an insidious person, but you conspired with two villains to do such an insidious thing. This will definitely put a burden on your heart, and then affect every move you make. Now when you make a move,
It is no longer as crisp and clean as it was eight years ago." Jin Tai said in a deep voice.
"If you think my sword is not sharp enough, then I will be faster. My nickname is Zhuo Sandao. I will never strike more than three times with anyone. The next one, you and I must decide the winner."
, only one person can survive." Zhuo Ming said harshly.
"Since you have made up your mind, as your old friend, I can only give you a ride. You like to cheat death so much, so you might as well die for real." Jin Tai also did his part, and his whole body was full of momentum.
The fragmented pine trees behind him reunited and grew into a new tree, which was even stronger than before.
Zhuo Ming crossed the Tang Dao in his hand, his pupils shrank rapidly, and an almost physical momentum spread to the surroundings, forming a wave of air that enveloped the surrounding world. However, no matter how powerful the momentum he released was,
He was never able to penetrate within ten feet of Jin Tai's body, and was completely shielded by Jin Tai's aura.
Jin Tai stood there, as if he was letting the wind and rain hit him, but he remained unmoved.
The confrontation between the two men did not last long. Zhuo Ming finally used his third move, which would be the final move of this battle and also the strongest move in his martial arts life.
"The Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique. Imprison the God and Defeat the Buddha!!!"
Zhuo Ming shouted loudly, before drawing out the sword, he stretched out his hand into a palm and suddenly grabbed Jintai in the air.
The restless air around Jintai suddenly became solid, and metal bars emerged. These metal bars extended rapidly and connected together in mid-air, forming the shape of an iron prison, trapping Jintai himself and the pine tree.
Inside, the iron prison is constantly changing, rapidly expanding in volume, and extending more metal bars, making itself stronger.
Not long after, Jin Tai was covered under the iron prison and could no longer be seen. Only some pine branches stretched out from the gaps in the iron prison, fighting against the iron prison and making the iron prison creak.
Tottering.
Trapping Jintai is only the first step of this "prisoning god and defeating Buddha" trick. The second step is the real highlight. Zhuo Ming clenched the Tang sword tightly, his sight was in line with the tip of the sword, and he aimed at the iron prison
In the center, Jin Tai's killing intent suddenly increased to an unprecedented level, and he stabbed towards that point resolutely.
At this moment, Zhuo Ming's body seemed to have merged with the one in his hand, turning into a cold light. In this sword, he did not leave any room for his opponent, nor did he leave any room for himself.
, it’s truly either you die or I die!
Just when the cold light created by Zhuo Ming and the Tang sword in his hand was about to penetrate the iron prison, an old low shout came from the iron prison. The sound was not loud, but it was full of powerful power.
"Cang Long Sword Technique. Dragon Blood Black Yellow!"
At the same time as the sound sounded, a bloody red light flashed from the silver-shining iron prison, and a violent force that destroyed the world shattered the iron prison, and then a red-faced bloody dragon head emerged from it, appearing to be
Extremely ferocious and fierce. This blood dragon is a dragon-shaped sword energy. The difference is that it is mixed with the blood of Jin Tai. After mixing with the blood, the dragon-shaped sword energy will become more flexible, just like Jin Tai's
The main body is normal, and the strength will increase dramatically accordingly.
The blood dragon broke through the shackles of the iron prison, opened its mouth, let out a roar, and hit the cold light transformed by Zhuo Ming. This was a true confrontation between masters, and it played a decisive role in this battle.
effect.
The white light tore through the blood light, and the blood light diluted the white light. The two faded together, disintegrated, and dissipated invisible.
The cold light dissipated, revealing Zhuo Ming's bruised figure. His powerful sword had lost its previous domineering momentum. Even the Tang Dao in his hand had cracks and was reduced to useless.
iron.
Jin Tai, on the other hand, still had some energy left. He flew out from the broken iron prison, aimed at Zhuo Ming's chest, raised his sword and stabbed it. This move was very fast, but at the moment when the two of them passed each other,
, time seemed to have stopped, leaving the two of them a chance to look at each other.
Jin Tai's expression was extremely complex, including pleasure, pain, anger, and pity.
Zhuo Ming's expression was equally complex, even to the point of being difficult to interpret.
Jin Tai flashed past and stood with his sword in hand. His fighting spirit and aura were like extinguished flames, gradually dying down.
Zhuo Ming also maintained the posture of holding the knife. On his chest, there was a shocking blood hole. This was a completely fatal injury. No one could survive this kind of injury.
"In the end, you still win." Zhuo Ming said with a bitter smile, blood foam overflowing from his mouth.
"The outcome has already been decided. Even if I lose to you today, others will still take action against you, but you won't have any help." Jin Tai turned around and looked at Zhuo Ming complicatedly, in his old eyes.
, in addition to Zhuo Ming, there is also a huge iron prison that is rapidly disintegrating, with pieces falling to the ground.
"Those who have gained the right will get more help, but those who have lost the right will have less help. Today I am obviously the one who has lost the right way."
"Do you regret it?"
"Is Zhuo Ming a person who regrets?"
"no."
"So I won't regret it. Besides, it's useless to talk about this issue now. What's the use of regretting it? Time won't go back for me. I just hope that after I die, you can take care of the Three Blade Sect.
, don’t let the foundation of our ancestors be destroyed in my hands. You must choose a suitable new leader for the Three Sword Sect and let him take good care of the Three Sword Sect. Don’t let this sect decline because of my father and son, let alone
Let this sect go astray."
"Okay, I promise you."
"I'm tired. I'm going to rest. Please take care of yourself." Zhuo Ming closed his eyes, as if his life had come to an end at this moment.
"I will try my best to save the lives of your two sons. You can go in peace." Jin Tai said sadly.
"That kid in Hongyue has a strong character. Now that he's gone, he would rather die than surrender. Even if you want to save his life, it's useless. As for that kid in Jiang Yue... If you can... please do it for me..." Zhuo
Ming's voice stopped suddenly, like a sandbag that had lost its hook, and fell downwards.
At the moment Zhuo Ming died, the iron prison completely lost its vitality and shattered into millions of pieces, scattered in the air. On the surface, these metal blocks looked no different from real metal blocks, but after Zhuo Ming died, these metal blocks
However, the metal blocks all turned into bright points of light and disappeared little by little, as if they had never been born in this world.
Jin Tai stretched out his hand, and his inner strength turned into a big hand, grabbing Zhuo Ming's body in his hand.
The person who faked his death half a year ago has now become a real dead person, no longer alive. In fact, when the truth was revealed to the world, Zhuo Ming's fate was already doomed. People like him, scholars
He can be killed but not humiliated, and he will never be willing to fall into the hands of Jin Tai alive, and be willing to be looked down upon and scorned by the two sects and people in the world.
Jintai looked down at Zhuo Ming, who was lying in his powerful hands. He was filled with emotion and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word.
What can he say at this moment?
He couldn't say anything.
All he could do now was to drag the body, which was gradually losing its temperature, and fly to the sky above the Xuemang Palace where the battle was taking place.
Zhuo Hongyue was still fighting against the trapped beast, his body was covered in blood, and even his eyes were stained red with blood. A large group of people surrounded him, using every move, trying to capture him or drag him down.
"Zhuo Hong said, stop struggling in vain. Your father has been killed by me. There is no possibility for you to escape today. As long as you surrender now, for the sake of my relationship with your father in the past.
Come on, I can protect you from death and leave you alive to live out your old age." Jin Tai said loudly towards the place of battle.
These words were like a muffled thunder, resounding in everyone's ears and throughout the Three Sword Sect.
Zhuo Ming is still alive, which is explosive news for the Three Sword Sect. Zhuo Ming is dead, which is also explosive news for the Three Sword Sect.
In the sky above Xuemang Palace, everyone stopped in unison and retreated slightly.
Zhuo Hong said that he was alone among the people, breathing heavily, with blood flowing all over his body, like a bloody man. He stared at Jin Tai who was flying quickly, and his eyes moved accordingly, and then fell on the missing person.
On Zhuo Ming.
"Father!!!" Zhuo Hongyue let out a heart-rending roar, and his expression became extremely ferocious and terrifying, like a crazy beast. But no matter how angry he was, this was the result of his own fault. If it weren't for his greed for gain,
Even if he had the idea of dominating Nanfang Province and even the entire Jianghu, he would not end up in such a situation.
Zhuo Hong rushed towards Jin Tai like a mad tiger, swung his sword forward, and a sword light appeared behind him. The offensive was extremely fierce. However, before he could get close to Jin Tai, he was forced back by Xiao Yunyin and Zhi Canghai.
, he also suffered a new injury and returned to the circle. This circle in mid-air is like a three-inch forbidden area for him now, and he can't get out of it by rushing left and right.
As if he had further understood his situation, or perhaps because he lost his temper due to this blow, Zhuo Hongyue no longer rushed forward blindly, but stayed within the encirclement.
"It seems that today is the day for my death, Zhuo Hongyue. This really surprises me. In the morning, I was still the high-spirited leader of the sect, but now I have become a lost dog. Life is really a wonderful thing. I really hope that people die.
Then I can go to hell, so that I can continue my unfinished dominance in hell." Zhuo Hongyue slowly straightened up and glanced at the sun on the horizon. The sun was shining brightly at this time, and the sunlight was so dazzling, "
The sun is still so bright, but my life is coming to an end. Goodbye everyone, I will go ahead and wait for you in hell. At that time, we will have another fight."
Everyone sensed something bad and took action one after another to stop Zhuo Hongyue. However, a tenth-level Heavenly Warrior who was seeking death was not something outsiders could stop.
"Puch..."
The sharp blade cut through Zhuo Hongyue's neck, and a red blood line flashed out, and then a large amount of blood flowed out. Zhuo Hongyue committed suicide and died with hatred, his eyes staring unwillingly, falling downward.
The sword spirit contained in Tang Dao Ke Dao flew out from it and turned into a huge word "Dao", catching Zhuo Hongyue's body.
The focal figure in the whirlpool of conflicts has committed suicide. All conflicts disappeared at this moment. The battle that was fierce just now suddenly stopped. The sky was silent, the Xuemang Palace was silent, and the only one who was still roaring was
human heart.
The sun slanted down and shone on the faces of several dead people, including the instigators Zhuo Ming and Zhuo Hongyue, as well as the ruthless swordsman who helped Zhuo Hongyue out of impulse. Leng Xing. With Leng Xing's strength, of course not
He might have been Lei Ming's opponent. When Zhuo Hongyue resisted, he had already died under Lei Ming's sword.
Two of the three fathers and sons of the Zhuo family died at once, leaving only Zhuo Jiangyue who was lucky enough to save his life. However, this may not be a good thing for him. The dead man could not see the white eyes and could not hear.
All the blame will fall on him alone.
"Members of the Taishan sect, members of the Three Swordsmen sect, everything is over. Zhuo Ming has been killed by me, and Zhuo Hongyue has also committed suicide. The conflict that has plagued our two sects for eight years has been completely resolved. All of this has
The conflict was all planned by the Zhuo family and his son. It can be said that we are all victims. This time I just want to punish the culprit. Except for the Zhuo family, his father and his son, and the Jianxi Fengming who defected here, I don’t want anyone to be punished.
Involving other people. No matter what the members of the Three Blades Sect have done to the members of the Taishan Sect before, I don’t want to pursue it further. From now on, I hope that our two sects can turn their conflicts into friendship and become the harmonious people they used to be. Zhuo Ming
Neither I nor Zhuo Hong are qualified sect leaders. They are the ones who harmed the Three Sword Sect. After they die, I will give the Sandao Sect a chance to re-elect the sect leader, and promise not to interfere too much, but to obey the Sandao Sect.
The disciple's own intention..." Jin Tai floated in the air, talked eloquently, expressed his stance with words, and stabilized the restless members of the Three Sword Sect.
At this time, the Three Sword Sect was extremely unstable. There were people who were ready to take action, people who wanted to escape, and people who wanted to avenge the sect leader. But no matter what thoughts they had, these people all chose to wait and see what would happen, because this was the reason why.
is the best choice.
The eight-year-old feud between the two factions has finally been settled, with a fairly satisfactory result. (To be continued.)
