Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 177 Life must be high-profile!

"Hehe, you pretend to be X and you're addicted!! I really thought you were the boss, your second son? If I break the seal and fight you, I'll kill you with one finger. You're worthless, you're worth my soul!" precious?"

Duanchou stood on the high platform, seeing the unsurpassed sword crushed, without changing his face, he said with a look of disdain.

As soon as this remark came out, hundreds of monks in the hall were terrified. Seeing a sword flying from the sky, their hearts trembled, their faces turned pale, and they didn't pay attention to it.

But those real people who watched the battle carefully, after Duanchou's voice fell, they all looked a little surprised.

Faced with such a powerful and domineering sword, he can still keep his face and speak wildly like this, either he is an ignorant fool, or a lunatic who has nothing to fear.

Obviously, Duanchou belongs to the latter. At this moment, the seal in his mouth is a bit intriguing. Could it be that Duanchou's cultivation level is far beyond that, but because of some reason, it was temporarily sealed?

Master Yuqing frowned slightly, with a solemn expression on his face, he stared closely at the figure on the high platform, wanting to see what kind of tricks he had yet to come up with, so unscrupulous, he didn't take Dao Lingxu in his eyes at all .

Naturally, the seal or something is purely nonsense. If Duanchou really had such a high level of cultivation, why would he talk so much nonsense?

In the end, he was still pretending, the gap between conventional methods was too obvious, Duanchou was no match for Dao Lingxu at all, and spirit treasures such as the Crucifix Nail and Thunder Cloud Daoist Robe were limited by Duanchou's low cultivation level, and the power they could exert Can be really limited.

At that time, before Dao Lingxu can do anything, I am afraid that his strength will be completely exposed. To deal with him, he can only use the hole card at the bottom of the box. Taking advantage of one more experience of immunity, Duanchou decided to use his sword with all his strength. .

At this moment, in order to keep the mystery, Duanchou has no choice but to pretend to be X, and must live a high-profile life!

aren't you pulling?
Aren't you proud?
Aren't you crazy?
Then I will smash your hair crown, tear your coat, knock you to the ground, and splash you with mud! !
Duanchou's face was cold, his eyes were dead silent, he stared indifferently at the lore sword outside the sky, and there was a faint glimmer of glazed sword light all over his body.

"Death!!"

A terrifying roar came from Dao Lingxu's mouth, bursts of fury emerged in his expression, and he was faintly annoyed, staring at Duanchou.There was a strong killing intent in those eyes! !

"hold head high"

The sword roared like a dragon, and the golden flame was scorching, turning into a golden dragon, turbulent vacuum, and the whole hall was filled with a majestic sword intent, like a dragon god descending into the world and devouring towards Duanchou.

Only the place where Duanchou was located remained motionless, and the entire void seemed to be frozen, as if there was an ancient sacred mountain suppressing it.

His face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, with no ripples, Duanchou stood on the high platform, the glazed sword light flowed around his body, the sword's momentum gathered, and a majestic sword intent shot up into the sky.

Duanchou seems to be incarnated in the Dao, immersed in silence, everything is not haunted, the silence is eternal, and the common people are exterminated. Facing the sword of the dragon, he is indifferent and looks directly at it, as if the Dao is ruthless.

In the void, Dao Lingxu changed his color slightly, he drew back his sword and stopped, and after a short while, he drew out his sword again.

"buzz"

The second divine dragon phantom rushed out and merged into his body again, his aura was even stronger, the dragon roared to the sky, and the sharp aura was even more solid, this sword entered the vacuum and shattered the ground, shattering the vacuum.

Duanchou's eyes remained unchanged, like the eyes of the sky, annihilating all living beings, seeing Dao Lingxu drawing out his sword, his left hand pointed together to form a sword, and slowly raised.

This finger glazed sword light spreads all over the body, circulating endlessly, the sword edge is hidden but not exposed, it seems to have given birth to a mystery, and draws an inexplicable sword track, under the sword track, all sword styles are revealed.

Dao Lingxu's eyes finally showed a touch of shock, his arrogance restrained, his face was dignified, he didn't move, his right hand retracted the sword, and then drew the sword, the third phantom of the dragon rushed out and was merged into his body by him.

The mighty dragon power overwhelming the hall, the sword chant soared into the sky, causing thousands of swords to clank in the hall. This time, even the dragon and tiger monks could not suppress it, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

"what happened!"

Qi Zuuoguo showed doubts, but it was unimaginable for the two of them to fight. Could it be that Duanchou is so powerful that he can break Dao Lingxu's sword move in a flash.

Perhaps, this is his true strength?Even a proud man like Dao Lingxu is just an ant to be suppressed casually in front of him!
Then what kind of realm is he?
"Emperor Langya Sword, ask the sky!"

At this moment, Dao Lingxu gritted his teeth and drew out the third sword, Duanchou was indifferent, he stretched out his sword finger, and locked Dao Lingxu from a distance, no matter how he changed his figure and sharpness, he never escaped at all.

At this moment, the ancient dragon-patterned sword in Dao Lingxu's hand shook violently, as if it was about to fly out of his hand, and made a violent trembling sound, like an ancient mountain collapsing, shaking the world.

Dao Lingxu finally withdrew his sword. He stood in the void, with a strong breath, his body was golden, and his sharpness was sharp. His whole body seemed to be forged into a divine sword. With one sword in his hand, he was like an ancient king of swordsmanship. King of the world.

"Break through my three forms of Langya Emperor Sword, and I have already lost before I get close." Dao Lingxu lost his arrogance, and said in a deep voice: "I have experienced countless sword repairs, and you are the strongest."

He is very indifferent, the sky is not shocked, there is an astonishing tranquility, like the eternal ice and snow, nothing can shake his sword heart, only the ancient sword in his hand can arouse his sharpness, which is caused by the sharpness. Means, invincible.

At this time, the tolerance that a disciple of the Holy Land sect should have is undoubtedly revealed.

"War or not!"

Duanchou's face was as cold as ice, indifferent and ruthless, but the sharpness of his sword fingers became brighter and brighter. The whole body was silent, deep and terrifying, showing the image of a master, giving people a sense of unfathomable.

In fact, his heart had already been ignited with monstrous anger, cursing endlessly.

"Damn it, I've used all my big moves, why are you just showing me this?"

"What about the agreed-upon date? You can't be cowardly!!"

"Is this the rhythm of letting go? Where is the basic trust between people?"

At this moment Duanchou focused his sword on one finger, he used sword 23, but he could only let it go but not take it back. If Dao Lingxu conceded defeat at this time, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he would really not be able to force him too much.

What's more, who knows if there is any old monster who has been silently paying attention to the battle situation in the palace.

Duanchou remembered clearly that Dao Lingxu was instructed by the so-called senior Tiangang before, and only then did he see through the two spiritual treasures on his body.

God knows, what the hell is that!

(End of this chapter)