Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 172: Fighter on the battlefield! Wan Jian returns to his clan and kills his ancestor
have to say!

Qi Tiangun's understanding of Zhang Yuqing was really right.

Seeing the sword light as bright as the sun coming, the power of the real person overwhelmed the sky, approaching behind the Immortal Locking Formation in the sea of ​​fog.

Zhang Yuqing slowly restrained his understatement.

There was a smile on his lips, and he looked at Zhao Nian meaningfully, "It's like who doesn't have a backstage to the sky? Your Zhao family has an ancestor alive, and there is also a master behind my Dao Sect."

Hearing this, Zhao Nian's face froze.

An inexplicable, indescribable feeling of uneasiness lingered in his heart.

Could it be that...there is a real person alive behind Lingbao Dao Sect?
He stared at Zhang Yuqing's every tiny movement.

I saw Zhang Yuqing put his fingers together and moved a little closer to the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent burst out from the center of his eyebrows, sweeping across all directions, making people feel as if they were facing an abyss of fear, and a sense of power gap that did not belong to one dimension.

This sword light is definitely more powerful than the sword of the ancestor of the Zhao family.

A sword wielded by a human body.

This scene shocked many warriors in the foggy sea.

In an instant, Zhang Yuqing's eyebrows were like a divine cave opened.

Whistling towards the outside of the clouds, he easily intercepted the sword slashed by the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Only the sword light in the sky was left, shattering like rain.

Zhao Nian turned pale as he looked at the sword light.

"Ok?"

The sword intention is even superior to the sword of the ancestor of the Zhao family.

The sky suddenly changed color, and clouds were cut by the sword energy and fell down, like a two-layered waterfall.

Emperor Yu thought carefully about the dragon-slaying sword.

Red Emperor Qi responded, and said in an incoherent tone, "It must be the Martial Immortal from the Nine Heavens!"

"This sword is really terrifying!"

"This guy's background is really mysterious."

"This time the Zhao family has been kicked against an iron plate."

"The artistic conception of this sword is comparable to that of the ancient sword immortals."

"Is it some ancient sword immortal who has returned from heaven?"

When Zhang Yuqing inspired the sword left by Wudang Taoist and Master Zhang Sanfeng in the center of his consciousness, he slashed out.

Like an egg hitting a stone, there is no resistance at all.

Wan Jian returns to his clan!

"What's going on?"

But it doesn’t know much about Tianwai!

He felt a sense of powerlessness that he had never experienced in his life.

"Tattered Flag, do you know the owner of this sword light?" Emperor Yu's Dragon-Slaying Sword asked.

Emperor Yu was speechless with his dragon-slaying sword.

The sky and the earth are pale, and thousands of swords are roaring!
Inside and outside the fog sea, except for Emperor Yu's dragon-slaying sword and the Red Emperor's flag, almost all swords and weapons were shaking violently, and then turned into a sword light and shot away.

"Not a true sword, but more of a true sword."

"Does this Taoism really exist in ancient times? Or is it an Taoism from outside the world?"

"A sword light that is even more powerful than a real sword. Where did it come from?"

Do you recognize him or not?
"Martial Immortal? Lingbao Dao Sect?"

Combining Wuxian, Lingbao, and Tianwai, and stringing together the clues, it makes sense.

A ray of sword light poured out, and immediately turned into a heavenly sword, slashing away from a distance.

Sonorous!

It really wanted to chop the rest of the flag into pieces with a sword.

The gap between the two is like a small witch wiping out a big witch.

"I don't know!"

Many swords and knives were arranged in an array around the sword light.

Not just one, but the kind with several dimensions.

In just an instant, the ancestor of the Zhao family's sword completely shattered.

Its first thought was to think of the existence of the ancient sword immortal.

Emperor Yu's dragon-slaying sword, the most precious treasure of the human king, also let out a cry of surprise. Feeling the presence of the sword light between Zhang Yuqing's eyebrows, he murmured in surprise,

Their eyes closely followed the sword light and the direction in which the weapons were flying.

It seems to be Hanyue Fucheng!

What is this going to do?
A voice of surprise arose in their hearts.

"Confucius said it is unbelievable. What is the origin of this little brother?"

Mr. Meihua Pavilion was also suddenly startled, his pupils tightened.

"You are worthy of being recognized by our Buddha." The leader of the Vajra Sect sighed with emotion.

On the contrary, the expressions of the elders of the Zhao family were changing from cloud to cloud.

They were excited and happy at first; then suddenly they were stunned, shocked, and their smiles were frozen; then they saw the inexplicable sword light that shattered the ancestor's sword energy, heading straight towards Hanyue Mansion City, and they were hesitant, worried and uneasy again.

He kept mumbling, "This is impossible!" "This is absolutely impossible!!"

at the same time!

The relegated swordsman Zhao Qing is trapped in the twilight drum of the heavenly witch.

When sensing the sword outside.

His expression changed and he almost said madly, "It's this sword, it's it, let me get out!"

His sword strokes are also completely changing.

Qi Shihou and Jiang Yao were also confused. It was too baffling and difficult to understand.

In the formation, Zhang Yuqing, who was in various moods in the audience, let out a leisurely sigh,
"It feels really comfortable to take advantage of the situation and pressure others."

Now, who dares to say that he is a nobody?
.......
And at the same time!
The sky in Hanyue Fucheng changed color in the blink of an eye.

A sword flew across the sky, and many swords and weapons shot out.

The sword was integrated into one, and vaguely transformed into a sky-reaching sword, landing at the Zhao family's residence.

The power and power of the sword have no impact on ordinary people.

I just feel that the changes in the sky are weird.

But the ancestor of the Zhao family was not the first to react.

But it was Taoist Fulong who was already fighting with Zhang Yuqing.

"The power of the Sword Immortal?"

His face darkened, his expression solemn, and he flicked his sleeves.

The power of human nature and destiny was brought to Hanyue Fucheng.

From behind him, a hundred-foot-long Dharma image appeared out of thin air over Fucheng, with a confused voice.
"Master Lu, Brother Zhao, give me a helping hand!" The words fell!

Lu Muzhi from Fujun's residence reacted and his expression changed drastically.

He quickly offered up the treasure of luck that suppressed the mountains and rivers of Hanyue Mansion.

This thing is called the Mountain, River, Cave and Sky Map!
It is the luck spirit weapon controlled by the successive princes. It has been sacrificed by Hanyue Mansion for more than a thousand years. Its power has already reached an unimaginable level in the mountains and rivers of Hanyue Mansion.

The true power that the mountain and river map can exert.

It's not even inferior to the human king's treasure.

This is also one of the reasons why Hanyue Mansion guards Shanhaiguan.

"Which bastard provoked a sword fairy?"

Lu Muzhi cursed loudly.

Isn’t it good to live well? He wanted to provoke a sword immortal who was above the mortal world!
Even the real masters of martial arts are nothing more than ants in front of the Sword Immortal!
Of course, no matter what the criticism, he is now in the same boat as the Zhao family.

This boat cannot be capsized.

You can't let it turn over either.

He turned over his hand and showed the map of mountains, rivers, caves and sky. The scroll stretched over the city.

Pieces of mountains and rivers in Hanyue Mansion emerge in microscopic form, vividly appearing on the paper.

Then I saw wisps of purple energy rising up, covering the eight wastelands.

the other side!
The ancestor of the Zhao family was also a little confused.

With the power of the real person's talisman given by Taizu, he slashed out a sword in the air. He thought he was invincible and invincible in the world.

Who knows!

It didn't kill the opponent, but it caused a more terrifying sword to hang upside down.

And it was entirely for myself.

"Why did our Zhao family provoke such a powerful enemy?"

The ancestor of the Zhao family was frightened and furious.

Without bothering to delve deeper, he was locked in the air machine by this sword light.

The ancestor of the Zhao family felt as if he had fallen into a cold abyss, his body was trembling to the core, and a sense of death lingered in his mind.

The long-lost despair and sense of death are compounded.

He was in a panic, and after hearing what Taoist Fulong said, he quickly sacrificed the real person's talisman passed down by his ancestors, and his mind and spirit became one with the talisman, and he was able to reach the realm of martial arts real person for a short time.

"Ancestor Shenwei Zhenbei, help me!"

The funny thing is that Zhao Nian asked him for help.

He also asked Zhenwei Zhenbei for help.

A sword slashed out, and the infinite sword light, sword energy, and sword gang were slashed out, like a long river sweeping thousands of miles, with waves rising.

See it!

Fulong Taoist's heart sank, he formed seals with his hands and recited the mantra.

The surging power of the soul enveloped all directions of Hanyue Mansion.

"Lin, soldiers, fights, those..."

The incomplete nine-character Taoist mantra was silently recited from the mouth of Taoist Fulong.

If Zhang Yuqing listens here, he will also find that Fulong Taoist's pronunciation is more similar to ancient Chinese.

"The power of the common people in the world, listen to my orders!"

"The stars have changed!"

As soon as the magical power came out, the sky changed color, and a vortex covering the sky above Fucheng appeared, swallowing part of the power of Zhang Sanfeng's sword light, and then removing part of it by moving it.

The swords and weapons around the sword light were all moved away by the magical power of Dou Chuan Xing Shi.

The power of the sword light was suddenly reduced by 30%.

The remaining sword light then fell on the destiny map of Baoshan River Cave.

With the ripples on the map of mountains, rivers, caves and sky.

Another 30% of the strength of the sword light was removed.

The light of the sword, which had lost 60% of its power, dimmed a lot, and then fell again.

Easily cut off and smash the long river of sword energy wielded by the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Another half of his strength was shaved off, but the remaining thirty-and-a-half percent of his strength was still terrifying.

The ancestor of the Zhao family panicked, with endless fear in his eyes.

"Ancestors help me!"

His only thought now is to place his trust in the real person's talisman given by Taizu.

This talisman symbolizes the power of Yong's luck.

It was bestowed by Taizu in the past.

Has extraordinary power.

A talisman was slowly pulled out from his body, blooming with infinite light, intercepting Jian Guang, who only had 35% of his strength left.

call!
The sword light struck and landed on this talisman of unknown material.

Click!
Immediately, this talisman representing the divine power of Zhenbei broke into pieces.

Rays of light burst out and scattered into the void.

However, the shattering of the real person's talisman did not completely wipe out the sword light.

Only 30% of it was consumed.

The remaining half-finished sword light still fell, piercing the true form of the ancestor of the Zhao family, destroying his remaining vitality.

When the ancestor of the Zhao family was about to die, he looked up to the sky and sighed,
"Who am I wrong?"

The voice of reluctance echoed in the Zhao family's mansion, making everyone in the Zhao family panic and panic.

"Ancestor..."

"The ancestor has passed away!"

"Who dares to do this to our Zhao family?"

The younger members of the Zhao family cried out in horror.

Taoist Fulong and Hanyue Mansion Lord Lu Muzhi also felt uncomfortable because they blocked the sword light. Their souls were greatly damaged, and they were all gulping blood and feeling weak.

They all looked at the Zhao family's residence timidly.

"Brother Zhao is dead!"

Who would have thought that a battle of wits would lead to changes in the sky in Hanyue.

Even the ancestor of the Zhao family, who could display the power of a real person, was killed with a sword.

This...who could have predicted it!
Moreover, the death of the ancestor of the Zhao family will definitely cause greater trouble.

"God-killer Zhang Yuqing, Lingbao Dao Sect, who is this person?"

Taoist Fulong sighed slightly and remained silent.

The Zhao family has been planning for many years, and the only miscalculation is probably this person.

(End of this chapter)