The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 323 Tragic (fourth update)
As the Duke of Lingguo, as a first-rank minister conferred by the imperial court, and also as the founder of the second-rank Immortal Gate, Zhao Gouying has not been angry for more than 30 years.

In the imperial court, he was basically an existence under one person and above ten thousand people.

Even Emperor Nanli would not dare to touch him easily.

Apart from the Spiritual God Sect that he controlled, his greatest reliance was his cultivation at the peak of the ninth rank.

It belongs to the quasi-supreme who has found the original path and is only one step away from embarking on the true path to heaven.

This is not a limit.

It is a transitional stage.

All peak warriors of the ninth rank who have found the original path but have not yet established themselves on the original path are called quasi-supreme.

Of course...

Even if it was only a transitional stage, there was already a gap like a gap between the ninth-rank peak fighters and him.

This……

This is the biggest reason why he has power in the government and the public, but he is not afraid of being liquidated by Emperor Nanli.

And he is also the biggest henchman of the Third Prince.

Once the third prince falls, all his efforts will be in vain.

dead!
dead!
dead!
At this time, Zhao Gouying didn't want to think about why there was a Supreme Immortal of the ninth rank and high rank here, and why he attacked the Zhao Mansion. His only thought now was:
Catch him and kill him with the cruelest means to vent his hatred.

Boom!

In the next moment, Zhao Gouying stomped heavily like a furious demon, and the air around his body exploded, making a series of dense cracking sounds, and the compacted ground within a range of more than ten meters under his feet suddenly split into pieces, cracked and sank.

And under such an astonishing momentum, a black gold sword was unsheathed, and his figure charged violently, one kilometer away from Shen Lang, he swung the sword and slashed out.

Swish swish swish!

The thin line of air was distorted in an instant, and sharp sword energy exuding a black-golden halo suddenly formed, reflecting each other's splendor in the dark void, and blasting towards Shen Lang's direction, giving people the feeling that one after another was cut out Invincible, irresistible laser sword energy.

Chi Chi Chi!
In fact, this large expanse of storm-like black-gold sword energy is indeed no different from laser light.

The ground cracked along its path, and all obstacles along the way were silently broken, and the high wall in front of the Zhaofu Mountain Gate collapsed and collapsed like tofu in an instant!
"This... cuts out such sword energy from a distance of one kilometer!?"

Shen Lang's eyes were fixed.

There was some surprise in his eyes.

Sword Qi, in fact, is nothing surprising.

After all, when a warrior reaches the seventh-rank realm, he will give birth to Yuan Qi, and Yuan Qi will be condensed on the fist and blasted out, which will cause an effect similar to the release of true energy.

Sword Qi, of course, is the same.

only……

Shen Lang had experimented at the beginning, once the fist shadow was more than [-] meters away from the body, the power would gradually decrease.

300 meters away from the body, there is only an empty and powerless vision left.

Even in the eighth-rank realm, this distance has not broken through 500 meters.

And the master of the Spiritual God Sect slashed out the black and golden sword energy, even if it was a kilometer away from the body, it still possessed a terrifying power not inferior to that of the ninth-rank high-level.

Could it be...

After the Ninth Grade, is the correct way to release the true energy?

Shen Lang's expression moved, and there was a bit of envy in his eyes.

Look at other people, Duke Ling, who releases sword energy from a distance of one kilometer. The sword energy is like a laser, cutting everything, cutting everything, and even killing people invisible. This is the real sword fairy, no, sword repair.

Don't look at his current main method is body training, the method of refining the gods, but the method of refining qi is the most powerful method among the methods of his fellow practitioners of the three departments.

Alternate the great law of the universe.

This is the supreme method that surpasses the cheats of Chongtian!

In the process of refining qi, he is also not inferior to any qi refining martial artist.

He has decided on the title of Sword Immortal!
What he said, Jesus could not keep.

Unfortunately……

There was a trace of regret on Shen Lang's face.

then……

Withdraw and retreat.

Even spiritual perception can't detect Zhao Gouying's true cultivation base. Shen Lang knows that the Qi and blood of this Lingguo Duke is likely to reach the same level as that of Zhao Kaiming, the deputy head of the Tianshu Palace, that is, it exceeds More than 40 calories.

Even in Shen Lang's opinion, this Lingguo Duke is much stronger than Zhao Kaiming.

Qi and blood may even reach 50 calories.

The gap...too big!

Even if it is an immortal body, I am afraid that it can only be dismembered again and again.

Not to mention that this is Nanli Emperor City, once he is entangled, he may not be able to get out of here.

"run?"

Zhao Gouying looked cruelly.

The whole person turned into a black phantom, rushing out at an astonishing speed that is difficult to catch with the naked eye.

He wanted to see where he could escape if he was caught in a urn!

Even the Ninth Rank Supreme Immortal who is famous for his stamina, Yuan Qi cannot be stronger than him.

Not to mention, under his burst of energy, his speed can reach 500 meters per second, a ninth-grade high-level, how to escape!
……

Whoosh whoosh!
The moment Shen Lang saw Nanli Imperial City, a series of fine black and golden sword qi struck Shen Lang's only way again.

Shen Lang stopped suddenly, and one centimeter in front of him, the ground was torn apart like tofu, and a series of seven or eight meters long, bottomless cracks were cut out.

Swish!
A gust of wind blows.

Zhao Gouying held the black gold sword and walked step by step.

His eyes fixed on Shen Lang, and the blood rising from his body was like flames rising from hell, full of indescribable cruelty. He stared straight at Shen Lang's fleshy and tyrant body, which was more than two meters long, His face is slightly distorted:

"I dare not say that I have seen all the ninth-rank high-level warriors in this world, but there is absolutely no such thing as you. Say, who sent you here, His Highness the Third Prince?"

If he didn't feel the breath of life, it may be that Tuo Baxuan escaped by himself, or he was captured by the person in front of him. All he has to do now is to capture this person alive and serve him with all kinds of torture.

Shen Lang didn't speak, because he had already entered the scope of the imperial city.

This is his escape route and the easiest time to catch him.

As for the sound...

Shen Lang couldn't guarantee whether Nanli Empire's technology could adopt his voice, so... just don't speak.

He needs to create a retreat condition.

Boom!
With a step forward, Shen Lang's tyrannosaurus-like body crushed the air fiercely, and he punched Zhao Gouying, ten punches, a hundred punches.

"Out of control."

Zhao Gouying sneered, and sword qi shot towards Shen Lang's limbs and chest like a storm.

Chi Chi Chi!
Blood splattered.

Shen Lang was expressionless, as if he wasn't the one being attacked.

He directly ignored the sword wound on his body.

Against Zhao Gouying's dense sword energy, in the blood rush, he came within 50 meters of Zhao Gouying.

then……

Using fingers as swords, a ray of pure white flames suddenly appeared on the fingertips, condensing the high heat of the sun, and swept out like a white lightsaber.

The sword energy of the sun is cut out, and everything in the world seems to be annihilated by this sword, burnt, and completely destroyed.

At that moment, everything is dead!
"Um?!"

Zhao Gouying's expression changed.

At the same time as the back of the figure, the boiling fire of primordial energy erupted all over the body, and the black gold sword suddenly slashed down with all its strength.

Bang!
A solid sword, a flame sword...

Two swords intersect!

A circle of air waves visible to the naked eye exploded in the void.

The broken sword energy was like bullets from a sniper rifle, splashing wantonly in all directions, cutting sword marks on the ground, and the ground roared in a radius of tens of meters, as if it had been thoroughly plowed.

Some flowers, plants and trees within a few hundred meters collapsed and shattered directly under the strangling and sweeping of this piece of sword energy, splashing countless sawdust and grass chips.

And in the center of the explosion of air waves and sword energy, a figure was covered in blood, flew out backwards, and slid several meters away without losing momentum.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spat out from Zhao Gouying's mouth.

He glanced at the black gold sword in his hand, with a corner missing, and a look of disbelief suddenly appeared in his eyes.

And Shen Lang, who smashed heavily into the wall, had sword marks all over his body, blood rushing down.

It's like a situation where both sides suffer!

stomping on...

"It's over there!"

"Hurry up!"

"Who dares to start a war in the imperial city!"

At this time, the hurried footsteps and loud curses caused Shen Lang to move.

As soon as his expression moved, he disappeared into the depths of the imperial city as if his movements were not affected by the flow of blood.

"grown ups?"

"It's Master Zhao!"

"That's the murderer, chase after me if you find the blood, and dig three feet to find it for me."

When the commander of the imperial guards who rushed over saw Zhao Gouying, he immediately understood what was going on, and hurriedly sent other imperial guards to arrest the murderer.

But their eyes were still filled with disbelief.

That person...is Duke Ling, right?

Who could hurt him like this?

Under the night, Zhao Gouying's originally majestic face was pale like a dead man at this moment, and at the same time, there were scarlet blood jets winding down from his mouth, nose and eyes, and his whole body seemed to be still steaming hot. It looked extremely tragic.

Was it the work of the bloody, fleeing tyrant?
"My lord, are you okay..."

"I'm fine."

His face was as pale as paper, Zhao Gouying glanced at the black gold sword in his hand, then fixed his eyes on the direction of Shen Lang's escape and said:

"Seal all the city gates and never let anyone get out... poof!"

Before he finished speaking, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Gouying suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood, which was even mixed with bits of internal organs.

(End of this chapter)