Ju Lingzhu

Looking at the two people in front of him, Zhou Dao became serious.The opponent's strength is not weak, and it seems that there will be another battle.

The white old man and the black man also looked at Zhou Dao solemnly, and they didn't show contempt just because the other party was young, which was also the reason why Zhou Dao was afraid.

Of these two, one was born in the middle stage, and the other was in the late stage. The middle-aged man looked mighty, but he was actually easy to deal with. Only this white-haired old man gave Zhou Dao a sense of impenetrability.It seems that his realm is not enough.Even if you don't care about yourself, you don't have to worry about it. After all, even masters in the realm of masters are not necessarily your opponents.

Thinking of this week, Dao stepped forward and shouted: "If you are sensible, get out of the way."

"The boy is looking for death." The middle-aged man threw the copper stick in his hand to the ground, and the rocks on the ground shattered, and there was a loud noise.

The white-haired old man was very calm: "I don't know which school the young man belongs to, why did he come to my gate of hell to slaughter everywhere?"

Now that time is running out, Zhou Dao doesn't intend to talk nonsense with them at all, so he draws out the black iron sword behind his back and points forward: "Stop talking nonsense, I will be polite if you don't let me go."

After finishing speaking, he slashed with a sword.The sword energy pointed directly at the old man.

"Bold boy, I'll teach you a lesson." The middle-aged man directly blocked Zhou Dao's sword with a copper stick in his hand.

"Okay." Zhou Dao didn't change his move and directly slashed at it with his sword.

"Ding." The Xuantie sword slashed directly on the copper stick.Make a deep mark on it.The middle-aged man was shocked and backed away.

"Huh." Zhou Dao was also very surprised. He originally wanted to cut off the opponent's copper stick with a single sword, but he didn't expect that only a trace was left.It seems that this is not as simple as the copper rod it seems on the surface.

Seeing that Zhou Dao knocked the middle-aged man back with a sword, the white-haired old man's expression suddenly became serious.Every time you move your body, you have to move your hands.

"Don't do it, I'll deal with it myself. Watch carefully, I guess there are others." The middle-aged man swung the copper stick in a circle and threw it at Zhou Dao.

Zhou Dao saw that the old man next to him didn't make a move, and he laughed in his heart: "It's just not right, it's just right for me to deal with them one by one."

Seeing the middle-aged man throwing a stick, Zhou Dao didn't dodge it, and when the copper stick fell on him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed it.

The middle-aged man sneered in his heart when he saw this, "See if I don't break your hand." He knew the power of his stick.

Zhou Dao stretched out his hand to grab the copper stick and then used the yin palm in the yin and yang palm, and slowly dissipated the incoming force with a soft force.

"What." Seeing Zhou Dao grab the middle-aged man abruptly with a thrown stick, he cried out.

Zhou Dao didn't give him a chance to be dazed, and twisted his hand holding the copper rod hard, and the middle-aged man opposite him suddenly felt unable to grasp it.

"How is it possible?" The middle-aged man tried his best to grab it with all his strength.I was shocked in my heart: "Why does this young man have such great strength? You must know that I am the strongest at the gate of hell."

Zhou Dao saw that the twist had no effect, and he couldn't help but increase his strength in his hand. At the same time, the black iron sword in his right hand slashed at the middle-aged man obliquely.

Under Zhou Dao's vigorous rotation, the copper stick in the middle-aged man's hand seemed to be out of his hands. He was about to grab it with all his strength but saw a sword light slashing towards him.In desperation, he had no choice but to let go of the copper stick in his hand and jump back.

In just a few moves, all his weapons were taken by the opponent, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but look ashamed.

The old man in white also came up at this time, it seems that the two are planning to join forces to deal with Zhou Dao.

Zhou Dao snatched the opponent's weapon in a single move, and couldn't help being overwhelmed with pride. He threw the copper stick in his hand far away and laughed loudly: "I told you to get out of the way, why are you planning to fight together now?" gone."

The middle-aged man blushed and did not speak.But the white-haired old man said in a deep voice: "I don't know where I offended the young man."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm from Tianlongmen, an elder from your sect intercepted me last time, this time I'm here for revenge." Zhou Dao shouted.

"Then there's no need to kill people everywhere." The two couldn't help being surprised when they heard Zhou Dao say it was Tianlongmen.

"To tell you the truth, your gates to hell are about to be shattered today, and those who are sensible should surrender quickly."

"What." At this moment, the faces of the two of them really changed.

"Stay out of the way." Zhou Dao stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"I'll fight for you." The middle-aged man blocked Zhou Dao with his bare hands, and then punched him.

"Being overestimated." Zhou Dao sneered and punched him.

The middle-aged man immediately took a few steps back, Zhou Dao took the opportunity to stab the middle-aged man with the black iron sword in his hand.

At this time, the white-haired old man finally made a move.Slowly strike out with one palm facing each other.

Looking at the slow palm, Zhou Dao knew that even if he killed the middle-aged man, it would be difficult to avoid this palm.No way, the sword changed its momentum and cut towards the old man's palm.The middle-aged man took the opportunity to dodge Zhou Dao's ultimate move.

Zhou Dao and the old man had fought more than ten moves between breaths. The white-haired old man was amazed at his strong internal strength, and faintly had the bearing of a master. It seemed that he was in the stage of transitioning to the realm of a master, and he had a fight with Zhou Dao. up and down.

After the middle-aged man stood firm, he joined the battle group with a loud shout, and the two flanked Zhou Daolai.

This time, Zhou Dao felt the pressure suddenly increase.But instead of being surprised, I became excited. I now need to fight against the masters, and make myself progress and break through under pressure.The true qi capacity in his body is already sufficient, and he is about to use the battle to absorb and fuse it.

"Good time." Zhou Dao was unafraid under the cooperation of the two.With the left palm and the right sword, the more you fight, the more courageous you become, and you don't even lose the wind.

After dozens of moves, the old man was shocked: "This young man is only in the mid-innate stage, how can he be so powerful. Even if the two of us work together, we can't gain the upper hand."

Zhou Dao's exquisite palm technique against the old man was just a rampage of the black iron sword in his hand, but his left hand made repeated moves at the middle-aged man.

After five punches and ten palms in a row, the middle-aged man finally staggered back one by one, his face turned red and blood spit out, it seemed that Zhou Dao suffered internal injuries from the shock of Zhou Dao's palm force.

"How are you?" The white-haired old man blocked Zhou Dao with several palms.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth: "I'm fine." Then he stood up and rushed in.

After dozens of moves, Zhou Dao gradually became impatient.The sound of fighting in the distance is getting closer.You can even hear the shouts of everyone in Tianlongmen.

Zhou Dao let out a snarl, the real energy in his body surged, and the light on the black iron sword surged, immediately forcing the white-haired old man away.

"Sword light." The old man exclaimed.

Zhou Dao took the opportunity to hit the god with his left palm and hit the middle-aged man.The middle-aged man groaned and flew backwards.

Zhou Dao swung the black iron sword in a half circle and then flew towards the middle-aged man.The middle-aged man had already been sent flying backwards by Zhou Dao's palm, but he couldn't dodge this sword anymore, and a scream was fixed on the ground by Zhou Dao's flying sword.