Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 744
"It's over, this fool, I'm afraid I'm going to go crazy again."

Not far away, Tuobaying, who had been following Chen Tai'a's battle from beginning to end, suddenly sighed.

Looking at Mrs. Chen again, she saw her figure flying towards the sky suddenly, until she stopped under the clouds, looking down at Song Daoran below her.

Then he lowered his eyes as if he was meditating, but it was only in a blink of an eye when his eyes suddenly opened again, and a flash of lightning flashed from his eyes.

I saw him holding the sword in both hands, pointing at the sky suddenly, a huge pressure from the sword spread out with a bang, purple electric lines flickered around the crow nine in his hand, and the whole sky began to be criss-crossed. Covered by the sword energy, the clouds danced in the sky, and the scene seemed to be the end of the day.

"The nebula fell to the ground!"

He snorted coldly, held the crow's nine horizontally with both hands, and stepped on the void with his feet, and his whole body seemed to fly away from the sky, with purple electric sparks, and "bang" explosions, towards the bottom Song Daoran flew down.

"You're a kid!"

Song Daoran was stunned for a moment, and then cursed with an ugly expression.

He didn't expect that Mrs. Chen actually used Nebula to fall to the ground, and her power was no less powerful than Chen Qingzhi's.

However, as the strongest Pavilion Master of the Taichu Pavilion for a hundred years, he would not be frightened by this sword.

I saw the five luminous fans in his hand resplendent with brilliance, and the Yufeng Jue in his body turned with all his strength, and he slapped seven fans at Chen Tai'a.

There are seven layers of thick wind walls covered with clouds and mist. On this wind wall, there are runes flashing, and the radiance is extremely spectacular. They are like round shields that are spinning rapidly, covering Song Daoran below.

"See how you break my wind shield!"

Song Daoran looked at Chen Tai'a who flew down like a star with great power, with a bold and authentic expression.

However, even he, Song Daoran, felt a little out of strength after waving the Wuming Fan seven times in a row.

Almost instantly, with a "boom", Chen Tai'a, holding a long sword and turning into a star, directly pierced through the top wind shield, followed by the second layer, the third layer... Break five layers.

But fortunately, when reaching the fifth floor, Chen Tai'an's figure, which was flying down like a star, finally stopped.

Seeing this, Song Daoran let out a long breath full of fear.

"It's dangerous, the power of this Immortal Killing Sword is too terrifying. If there is another sword coming, I'm afraid..."

Just as he said this with emotion, the scene above his head suddenly made him speechless.

I saw that Chen Tai'a did not choose to retreat when the power of this sword was exhausted, but then raised the sword in his hand, once again condensed his true energy, and once again stabbed at his Fengshen Shield with a star falling to the ground.

With two bangs, Song Daoran's Aeolian Shield shattered.

Chen Tai'a, who was not hindered by the wind shield, held a long sword, his body was like a falling star, bursts of purple lightning appeared all over his body, and accompanied by the sound of thunderous rumbling, he flew down from the sky, and the blade pointed directly at the wind dragon. Song Daoran wrapped in a roll.

"Is this a human or a ghost?"

Song Daoran's face was filled with astonishment. From his point of view, using two "Star Falls to the Ground" in a row is simply an act of ghosts and gods.

But at this moment, he has no time to feel emotional. He is very clear that if he can't block Chen Tai'a's sword, he will not be ruined as simply as ruined, and he may die here directly.

He cast away distracting thoughts, closed his eyes and concentrated, stretched out the index finger of his left hand and pointed it in the direction of Chen Tai'a, and the Five Bright Fan of his right hand began to flap rapidly towards his fingertips, and a tiny whirlwind began to emerge at his fingertips.

The gangster tornado that was originally protecting him expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, the tornado had covered the entire square west of Lutai, and a huge suction spread to the surroundings. The practitioners who were closer were a little unsteady on their feet, and their figures could not help being sucked by the tornado.

Just when many cultivators felt that they were about to be unable to hold on, with a roaring thunder, a beam of purple electric light flew down from the sky and plunged into the huge tornado.

With the sound of "Boom", the originally frightening tornado, together with the surrounding clouds and mists, were shaken away by this sword.

Without the obstruction of Gangfeng Tornado, Song Daoran's figure appeared under Ya Jiu's sword without any obstruction.

And almost at the same time that Yajiu pierced Song Daoran's bodyguard, Song Daoran sent a finger to Yajiu's sword.

"Fengshen finger."

He shouted sharply.

Following his violent shout, the tiny whirlwind at his fingertips collided with Yajiu's sword.

The ball seemed very small, but at the moment when the crows and nines collided, it emitted a terrifying power, like a hurricane capable of overturning a huge ship, it was sealed in Song Daoran's fingertips, and finally released suddenly.

As this terrifying power collided with Chen Tai's starfall force, the entire western square was instantly enveloped by a roaring storm, and some practitioners who were weak in strength were even directly crushed. The air waves rolled up by the strong wind slammed down the cliff.

And Chen Tai'a and Song Daoran were also blown away by these two huge forces.

Song Daoran even installed it directly on the bluestone floor. Even the bluestone slab protected by runes was smashed to pieces by him at this moment.

"cough cough"

Song Daoran coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, took a few breaths, and finally recovered.

"It must be that kid is not feeling well, this finger embodies what I have learned all my life."

He gasped, thinking to himself.

"But I am a person who has lived for more than 100 years. Is it not good to deal with a child like this, and this kid is the only blood of Chen Qingzhi. If he dies in my hands, he will go to hell in the future. It is not easy to explain to Chen Qingzhi. .”

He immediately thought worriedly again.

In fact, his relationship with Chen Qingzhi was not an enemy.

Both of them became famous when they were young, and they unconsciously regarded each other as opponents. Although Song Daoran lost more than he won, he had no hatred towards Chen Qingzhi in his heart.

When Chen Qingzhi passed away, he happened to be in seclusion. When he came out and heard that his old opponent had passed away, he didn't recover from it for a long time.

So when I heard that Chen Qingzhi had descendants, I was more surprised.

The reason why I told Chen Tai'a that the two were enemies was because I wanted the other party to fight with me.

What he didn't expect was that Chen Tai'a's strength was far beyond his expectations, and in the end it even reached the point where he had no choice but to use the ultimate move of Fengshen Finger.

"This kid, it's not true that he didn't get my finger?"

The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became.

Just as he was trying to get up, a figure suddenly broke through the clouds in front of Song Daoran and appeared in front of him.

"you lose."

The man pointed his sword at Song Daoran, and said confidently and sunnyly.

It was Mrs. Chen who came.

Although there was another wound on his shoulder and his clothes were in tatters, his breath was calm and he did not look like he had suffered a serious injury at all.

Song Daoran looked at Mrs. Chen who was pointing at him with a sword, he was stunned for a while, and then he threw his body on the ground, lying on the ground in all directions, laughing like crazy "haha" and said:

"Yes, I lost, I lost, and I was convinced that I lost."

It's great that the old man's son is not dead.

As he spoke, he thought to himself.

Seeing this, Chen Tai'a didn't say anything, but silently returned the crow nine into the sheath.

"Why, won't you kill me?"

Song Dao asked suddenly.

When he spoke, his eyes did not blink, and he looked straight at the clouds in the sky.

"I remember."

Chen Tai'a also glanced at the sky, and suddenly said without beginning or end.

"Remember what?"

Song Daoran asked.

"My father told me a story when I was a child. In that story, he had a friend who only knew how to practice in closed doors all day long. The most powerful move of this person was the Fengshen Finger."

Chen Tai'a glanced at Song Daoran with a smile, turned around straight after speaking, and waved his back to Song Daoran as he walked.

"It turns out that he regards me as a friend."

Song Daoran was still lying on the spot, staring straight at the floating clouds above his head.

(End of this chapter)