Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 745 Young man in white, beheading Zhongli with a sword!
"Roar"

In the ancient vein of Shiyuan, a five-clawed golden dragon roared, biting towards another giant blue dragon, its claws stretched across the air, almost tearing apart the void.

Duanchou's heart was shaken, he never thought that after the dragon vein manifested into the dragon shape, such a combat power could be derived, almost not inferior to the original body, no less than a strong man who had reached the peak of the return to the source state.

Under the five-clawed golden dragon, on the lonely cliff of the rocky mountain, is a stern young man in his twenties, his eyes are closed, his face is cut like a knife, he is dressed in a snow-colored robe, and he has an extraordinary bearing. His black hair is tied up like a sword. The odd-shaped ancient sword with a black scabbard sits cross-legged alone, concealing some kind of inexplicable sharpness of swordsmanship, repelling people thousands of miles away.

He is a little familiar with this way of the sword, and it feels like a person, but he can't touch it, and it is difficult to judge for a while.

"laugh"

The void was torn apart, a zhang-long crack opened, and the terrifying wind tunnel swallowed the vacuum of the atmosphere, sweeping through the turmoil. The two golden dragons of luck had already fired a real fire.

The dragon scales flew, the roar of the dragon shook the ancient veins, the stone garden was surrounded by nearly a hundred real people peeping, their minds were shaken, it was hard to imagine that there were real monks, their luck was strong enough to rival the transcendent holy land, it was really amazing.

The majestic dragon's power, the roaring dragon's roar, came out through the five-clawed golden dragon transformed from the ancient vein, and it already carried a ray of real dragon's breath, just like two real dragons fighting and roaring.

Withdrawing his gaze, Duanchou didn't investigate further, he came here to kill Zhongli, so as to prevent future troubles forever, at this moment someone helps to restrain the elder Zhenjun of Ximen's family, it is best for him.

Looking around, Duanchou found Zhongli's figure not long after.

The latter's complexion was ashen, and he was a little out of breath. In front of Gein, a stalwart figure like a sun and fire blocked his way.

Lu Xiangsheng's face is chilling and his wings spread across the sky, like the mansion of a flaming god, an invincible god and demon, swinging a red golden sword, wide open and close, all kinds of killing sword energy are smashed, but they stay in place stubbornly , the square inch cannot advance or retreat.

"Lu Xiangsheng, you are a warrior of the Ming Dynasty, the lord of a city, not their Xuantian Sect's dog! There are so many comrades here, and you are so reckless, helping the evildoers, and you still have the rules and regulations in your eyes, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?"

Being stopped again, Zhongli felt that Duanchou was coming, his eyes spewed fire, and he said in a hateful voice.

He is the Great Elder of the Lieyang Sword Sect, with extraordinary cultivation, in terms of combat power alone, he is evenly matched, so he is not afraid of Lu Xiangsheng, but he can't afford to delay, and dare not stay for a moment.

Through just now, he already knew that the five disciples of Lieyang Sword Sect who came with him have all fallen. His only disciple, Lu Chen, had already been beheaded by Duanchou's disciple, Wu Yue.

It is obvious that he lost his disciple, and his hatred is as deep as the sea, but the situation is stronger than others. Duanchou came here to clear up the roots and give his apprentice a good aftermath. Zhongli has seen the method of Duanchou outside the city, and knows that he is no match , That's why he was so angry at this time, and wanted to leave quickly.

It's a pity that Lu Xiangsheng's combat power is extraordinary, and his body is full of great power. With Zhongli's cultivation, it is impossible to get rid of the entanglement in a short time.

"Lu Xiangsheng is a close friend of this seat. He acted for his personal friendship and has nothing to do with the government. How can you allow you to speak nonsense!"

At this moment, a figure appeared next to Lu Xiangsheng in a windbreaker. The cloud was calm and the wind was breezy, standing side by side. At the first sight, Zhongli's pupils shrank, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Brother Duan, it's a coincidence that you came here. If it's a little later, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it anymore and slaughter this old bastard myself!"

Lu Xiangsheng looked at Zhongli coldly, Zhan Ge pointed at him sideways, and said with some regret that what he said was true, just now, he had already become murderous.

"Thank you, I still have a few jars of good wine here, I will go back later, I am thanking you."

Duanchou shook his head with a faint smile, and ignored him, just looked at Zhongli, and said indifferently: "You are the Great Elder of Lieyang Sword Sect, Zhongli?"

He had seen each other outside the ancient elephant city, but he didn't know Zhongli's identity, and he didn't take it to heart at all. Speaking of which, this was the first and last time the two met.

"Not bad!"

The corners of Zhongli's mouth were bitter and his heart sank like death, but his face didn't show it. He took a step forward, his scarlet Taoist robe radiated divine light, his eyes were like fire, as if he could see the fire magma, gurgling and moving.

"Lead to death!"

Nodding slightly, without a word of nonsense, he stepped forward without worrying, and came to this person in almost one step. When it came out, it was like a deep ocean overturned and shrouded, crystal bright like icicles, shattering the void.

Every sword qi slashing and slashing poured out, all fierce and extremely cold, the ground in all directions was condensed with hoarfrost, and many real people retreated, not daring to approach.

In the heavenly rank Taoist seat, the elder Zhenjun of the Ximen family still hadn't opened his eyes, the black-robed Zhenjun of Wu Yunzong, and the young woman and strong man of the Hehuan sect looked at each other indifferently.

"Banchou, you are deceiving people too much!"

Zhongli was frightened and angry, he didn't expect Duanchou to kill so decisively, there was no room for maneuver, in a hurry, he only had time to draw out a huge red sword to protect himself, this giant sword splits the ground and lifts the sky, it is three feet long Burning ground fire, red as blood, scorching with divine flames.

"boom"

"boom"

A series of sword qi slashed across the sky, like a mountain collapsing, a vast sea overturning, earth-shattering, everywhere, many real people were startled, their eyes were drawn, and they condensed down.

"Crack."

Duanchou's face was indifferent, his sword was slashing like a fairy, and he approached step by step, his edge became more and more majestic and fierce, pressing Zhongli back continuously, unable to breathe at all.

The earth was on fire, the huge sword was like a mountain, and it was directly smashed by the gang sword. The ground not far away was cracked, the void was shattered, and it was torn apart by invisible force.

Duanchou took another step, the sword light froze, his finger and palm suddenly opened, the Guishuigang sword in his hand pierced the sky and flew into the rainbow, and shot out with monstrous power, the void was extinguished like an extremely cold sword pillar, directly hitting the The three-foot-long scarlet giant sword chopped into pieces, obliterating Zhongli behind him.

"Stop worrying!"

The protective body was shattered and wiped out, the Taoist clothing was torn, and Zhong Li let out a final scream, shaking the sky and the ancient land, and soon became silent.

After Fang's father and son, another strongman of the Lieyang Sword Sect, Zhong Li, the great elder with a mid-term cultivation base in the Returning Source Realm, also fell into the hands of Duanchou. Now, there is only one real person left in the Lieyang Sword Sect , guarding the mountain gate.

Maybe it was because of haste to fight, maybe it was because of fear, or maybe it was because of Duanchou's merciless attack this time. Also in the middle stage of Guiyuan Realm, Zhongli's strength is even worse than that of Ximen Fu.

Everyone was silent, they didn't expect Duanchou to be so powerful and terrifying, with Zhongli's cultivation base, under his sword, there was no room for resistance at all, within a few breaths, he was defeated, even the real baby couldn't escape.

(End of this chapter)