At this moment, Wan Yunting was struggling to stand up holding a tree. He had been shocked by the terrifying sound wave of the wise snake just now. His ears, nose and mouth were all covered with blood. He looked up at the hazy night sky and looked at the man standing on the tree crown.
Yan Donghai followed him and shouted: "The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen, kill gods and break the sky!"
An invisible and majestic sword gang opened up the world, and it was as powerful as breaking bamboo. The sword slashed at the head of the huge wise snake with black scales flashing coldly and two white dragon horns on its head...
Roar!
The next second, the wise snake that transformed into a dragon opened its mouth and made a sound like a dragon roaring towards Yan Donghai. The invisible sound wave knocked down all the surrounding trees, and the leaves were messy and falling, causing all the people on Wuliang Mountain to tremble.
The birds and beasts fled...
I saw Yan Donghai's powerful sword attack of the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen, amidst the terrifying sound waves of the wise snake's dragon roar, it was so devastating that it had no power to resist and instantly collapsed.
Yan Donghai's old face changed, and he felt a terrifying sound wave, which hit him hard like a huge wave. He was blown away for more than ten meters, and fell embarrassingly to the gate of the Taoist temple behind him.
In the small square…
"cough…"
Yan Donghai's energy and blood boiled, and he was almost shaken out by the terrifying sound wave of the dragon snake, which made him frown, but before he could raise his head, he felt an invisible sense of oppression coming over him, which did not give him any help at all.
If there was any chance to react, I saw the huge body of the dragon snake overwhelming the surrounding woods and crawling over, waving its thick snake tail again...
boom…!
The gate tower of Wuliang Taoist Temple was smashed to pieces by the snake's thick tail...
Below, Yang Jingyi, Wu Weizi, Chang Wude and Duan Yingying reacted in time and took the injured Gui Ye away. Everyone looked horrified and stared dumbfoundedly at the collapse of the Menfang Building. The stone slabs where Yan Donghai was standing cracked and flew up, and the flood dragons were killed.
The snake's tail made a depression...
Yan Donghai narrowly escaped the snake's attack and was hit in the chest by the collapsed floor tiles. Now he vomited out the blood he had been holding in...
His old face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of anger as he looked at the huge snake in front of him, which caused a sense of fear and oppression in people's hearts. But Yan Donghai shouted angrily: "Beast, I have to kill you today and use your flesh and blood to make medicine. Look,
sword…"
Yan Donghai, who was suffocating with anger, could no longer care about Wan Yunting. He flew into the air again. With a sword in his heart, he swept across the snake's head...
Clang Clang…!
The sharp sword stabbed into the black body of the dragon snake, and the black snake scales made a tinkling sound of gold and stone, and sparks flickered...
It has to be said that Yan Donghai's attainments in swordsmanship are definitely beyond the reach of everyone in today's major sects, and his self-created Thirteen Swordsmanship of Shenmen is even more proficient and superb, and this wise snake that transformed into a dragon.
A fierce battle ensued.
Although this wise snake has not completely transformed into a dragon, its huge size and snake scales made of fine steel are even more invulnerable. Despite its huge size, the snake's reaction speed is even more amazing. Even Yan Donghai
His swordsmanship was superb, but against such a terrifying existence as the dragon snake, he was really helpless for a while.
But Yan Donghai not only did not flinch, but became even more excited, because he knew that if he could really kill this dragon snake that quickly transformed into a dragon, he could use its flesh and blood to make medicine, make weapons with its sinews, bones and snake scales, and use its inner elixir.
, it will definitely take your martial arts to a higher level.
"Beast, I must kill you tonight, ah..."
Yan Donghai became more and more courageous as he fought. He was like a monkey, jumping up and down in front of the huge snake, and launched a ferocious attack on the snake, but the snake with scales like iron armor faced Yan Donghai.
Such an attack is like a child poking a piece of wood in front of an adult, without any damage value...
Wan Yunting took advantage of Yan Donghai's fight with the snake. He endured the pain and came to Chang Wude, Yang Jingyi and Wuweizi who were hiding at the gate of the Taoist temple. Duan Yingying pulled him with a nervous and fearful face: "You
Are you okay?"
Wan Yunting's face turned pale, and he shook his head to express that he was fine. He looked at Gui Ye, who was sitting cross-legged next to him, with Li Zihang and Wuweizi guarding him. He had been injured by Yan Donghai's sword before, but now Gui Ye's face was sad and his breath was weak.
It was obviously beyond hope.
"Boy, you...come here..."
Master Gui opened his old eyes and weakly called Wan Yunting. He hurried over and knelt in front of Master Gui. He was so emotional that he felt very sad. If it weren't for himself, he would not have affected Master Gui and everyone in the Wuliang Taoist Temple.
"Ancestor Zong, I'm sorry, I have caused trouble to you and everyone..."
Wan Yunting's eyes were red, and he was gritting his teeth and felt uncomfortable. If he had known this, he should not have come back to the Taoist temple today, otherwise Yan Donghai would not have come to the door...
The ghost master, who was holding back his last breath, stretched out his trembling old hands and grabbed Wan Yunting's wrist tightly. His old eyes were still staring at him sharply, but his weak breath was extremely firm and he said: "Remember, don't let Wuliang
The Taoist temple will be destroyed in the hands of your generation, otherwise, I...I and the ancestors of all generations will not let you go...ahem..."
"Uncle Grandmaster..."
Seeing Master Gui coughing up blood again, Chang Wude and Wu Weizi felt sad in their hearts, knowing that Master Gui was about to die soon.
Wan Yunting's blood-red eyes were wide open, and he stared at the ghost master in front of him. He was so emotional that he gritted his teeth and said extremely firmly: "Ancestor Zong, please rest assured, even if I, Wan Yunting, die, I will not let the Wuliang Taoist temple be destroyed.
in the hands of our generation.”
Master Gui held his last breath, raised his head and shouted: "Turn around..."
Wan Yunting was startled, not knowing what Master Gui was going to do, but he still knelt down and turned around with his back to him. Only to see Master Gui suddenly slapped Wan Yunting's back with his right hand, and he used the last of his inner strength,
All of it was poured into Wan Yunting's body.
And said: "Boy, don't let me down, protect the Taoist temple well..."
Wan Yunting's eyes were red and wide-eyed. He felt a strong inner energy coming from Master Gui's right hand on his back, penetrating all the acupuncture points and veins in his body. His body was instantly shocked, and the energy in his Dantian was also stimulated.
, blended with the pure Yang inner energy poured in by Master Gui, and a momentum instantly burst out, making him unable to help but raise his head and roar: "Ah..."
Immediately afterwards, the ghost master's old hand slipped, the pupils of his sharp old eyes collapsed, and his skinny body fell down...
"Ancestor Zong..."
"Uncle Grandmaster..."
Li Zihang, Qi Wu, Xu Lingwei, Chang Wude, Yang Jingyi and Wuweizi immediately stepped forward. It could be seen that Master Gui had passed away. Everyone knelt down on the ground in grief. Wuweizi, Chang Wude and Yang Jingyi shed tears sadly...
The departure of Grandmaster Uncle means that their Wuliang Taoist Temple has lost its greatest support.
"Ancestor Zong..."
Wan Yunting, who was instantly full of blood, turned around and looked at Master Gui who had expired. He was kneeling on the ground, with tears streaming down his red eyes. He looked at the Master Gui who was lying on the ground with tenacious eyes, gritting his teeth.
He said firmly: "Ancestor Zong, please rest assured that I will not disappoint your high expectations..."
As he spoke, Wan Yunting kowtowed three times to Master Gui, and then a roar came from behind him: "Beast, suffer death!"
Yan Donghai shouted sharply. He was better than having a sword in his hand. He used his strongest sword, and stabbed the snake with a fatal seven-inch strike. The hard snake scales were broken by his sharp sword.
…
"Roar…"
The dragon snake let out a scream, its pair of green lantern-sized snake eyes were angry, and it opened its big mouth to bite Yan Donghai...
But Yan Donghai reacted quickly, stepped back in the air, and slowly landed on the crown of a tree. He was breathing heavily and had just fought with the snake for eight minutes.
Although he was a little embarrassed in front of him, luckily Yan Donghai found the fatal part of the snake, so he broke the snake's seven-inch scale armor with one sword. This made his old face reveal a look of ecstasy, and he started to retreat as he looked in front of him.
Yan Donghai smiled proudly and said: "Beast, you were hit by my sword within seven inches, how long can you survive if I repay you?"
The dragon snake with the white dragon horns on its head also opened its mouth slightly and panted. Xinzi kept spitting out, and the black scales in its seven-inch area, which is the position of the heart, had been broken and were flowing continuously.
Blood.
This made him extremely angry. He didn't expect this human being to be so powerful. He was just careless.
"Roar…"
The angry snake roared at Yan Donghai, who was standing on the tree crown in the distance. His green eyes glanced down at Wan Yunting, who came out of the gate of the Taoist temple alone. He held the gentleman's sword and looked at the huge snake.
…
Perhaps they were telepathic with each other. Wan Yunting could tell from the snake's green eyes that it was very angry at the moment.
So Wan Yunting turned his head and looked at Yan Donghai who was standing on the canopy of the tree. This old guy was looking proud at the moment, and his hot old eyes were staring at the snake. He probably had already thought about digging out the snake's body.
The inner elixir is taken, and its flesh and blood are used as medicine to make elixirs.
Yan Donghai, who sensed something, turned around and looked at Wan Yunting holding the Gentleman's Sword below. He smiled and said, "Boy, are you going to help this beast?"
Wan Yunting's blood-red eyes were like torches, and he glared at Yan Donghai who was standing on the top of the tree. The death of Master Gui made him burst into anger, and he said in a cold voice: "You immortal thing, I want you to give me to my ancestor.
Buried with him!"
"Ha ha…"
Yan Donghai looked up to the sky and laughed wildly as if he had heard a big joke. His arrogant and contemptuous old eyes looked at Wan Yunting below like an ant, and said with a smile: "Boy, that old thing will give you
With a little internal strength, you can kill me?"
Wan Yunting's anger and blood surged. Holding the Gentleman's Sword, he glared at Yan Donghai and shouted coldly: "Who said I was alone!"
"Roar…"
The huge dragon snake next to him seemed to sense Wan Yunting's heartfelt voice, and it opened its bloody mouth and roared. This made Yan Donghai's face change slightly, and he couldn't help but become cautious...
Although he broke seven inches of the snake with his sword, he did not penetrate it and give it a fatal blow. Therefore, the combat power of this snake was still very terrifying and should not be taken carelessly.