God of Warcraft

Chapter 187 Killing a Genius Again
Donghuangjun's eyes were full of fighting spirit, while Chuan Zhuping's face was gloomy and cold.Not because of Donghuangjun's challenge, but because of Donghuangjun's words, he entered the Spirit Sword Sect earlier than Jian Lingzi, and he was also the genius king below the earliest battle king of the Spirit Sword Sect. He hated people the most. Mention the words that the Sword Spirit Zi overwhelmed him.

In fact, he has never lost against Jian Lingzi. Although he has no chance of winning, he believes that his ultimate move has not been made, otherwise he will be able to kill Jian Lingzi, but within the sect, he cannot. Do it like this.Dong Huangjun was exposing his faults, causing the anger and murderous intent in his heart to surge.But he is very clear that the Mo family needs such a pawn.If one prince can control the future Eastern Emperor Kingdom, then the power of the Mo family will expand again.

"Then let you be convinced to cooperate with us!" Chuan Zhuping said coldly, and then took a step forward to confront Donghuangjun quietly.

"Let's take out the sword!" A smile appeared on Donghuangjun's face, but when he straightened his body, his whole body was like a sword that broke through the ground, simple and sharp.

"The state of unity of heart and sword!" Chuan Zhuping looked at Donghuangjun's seemingly flawless standing posture with a little surprise, and said in a low voice.

Donghuangjun's performance seemed to be beyond the expectations of these people, but it can also be seen that it is not an exaggeration at all that this son is a peerless genius of the Donghuang family.Legend has it that Dong Huangjun is the No. 1 in swordsmanship under the King of War in the Eastern Emperor Kingdom, and it is said that a solemn expression flashed in Zhu Ping's eyes.

The faint smile on Donghuangjun's face was still there, but he didn't say anything, he just looked at Chuan Zhuping quietly.

"Zheng..." A flash of lightning pierced through the void, as if tearing apart the entire forest. It was said that Zhu Ping never waited, even if he couldn't find Dong Huangjun's opening, he believed that as long as he attacked, the opening would naturally appear.

The strongest defense is offense. This is Zhuping's concept. Therefore, he doesn't need to defend, so no matter what the opponent is, he just needs to do his own attack well.

"Om..." An invisible wave of air suddenly emanated from Dong Huangjun's body, and then people saw that Dong Huangjun just swung the sword in his hand lightly, only three feet in front of him.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, but the air waves that burst out from Dong Huangjun's body turned into radiant sword energy when his sword was dancing.Countless lights and shadows radiate in all directions, like nets and fog, like dreams and illusions.

Chuan Zhuping's expression changed, no matter where his attack came from, it would definitely penetrate into the streamer of the opponent's sword net.Is this the Donghuang Liuguang swordsmanship?Chuan Zhuping had to admire secretly, the person who was able to create this kind of swordsmanship that was almost in harmony with the aura and the aura of heaven and earth back then was really an amazing genius.

Chuan Zhuping's attack had to be interrupted, because the fighting spirit between him and Donghuangjun was almost the same. Although he could pierce through the Donghuang Liuguang sword, he couldn't guarantee that he would still be safe after entering the sword net. Hit this sword.If the enemy is injured before he is injured, what awaits him will be endless raids and killings.

Donghuangjun moved forward slightly, and his whole body was surrounded by the sword light, like a fish swimming in a stream of light. With a long and bright comet tail, it hit Chuan Zhuping, who was retreating.

It was said that Zhuping's sword was the sword of attack, but he failed to attack, so he retreated, but Dong Huangjun would not let go of such an opportunity, he chose to attack, the sword was like a streamer, and his momentum was like a shooting star.In this dense forest, there seemed to be countless sharp winds whistling past, and the branches swaying in all directions were cut into countless pieces by the scattered sword intent, making the void confused.

"Luan Ye is already captivating to the eyes, and the flickering sword light captures the heart and soul. Life and death are reincarnated, a school of flowing light and a thousand shadows. What a Donghuang Liuguang swordsmanship!" A muffled voice floated from the mountains and forests in vain.

"Ding, ding..." There was a series of crisp sounds of metal and iron clanging, Donghuangjun and Chuan Zhuping were not seen among the thousands of chaotic leaves, but only hearing the fast and intense voice Knowing that these two people have played a real fire, it is hard to guess who will win.But the sudden sound surprised everyone in the forest.

"Who is it, come out for me..." Zhan Qing snorted coldly. It was obvious that the voice just now seemed far away but near, light but heavy, as if it was right beside them, but they didn't see anyone.

The person who spoke was not from the Ming Mo Sect and the Spirit Sword Sect, nor could it be from the Eastern Emperor Kingdom, so there must be a third-party force lurking here, but who can tell clearly whether it is an enemy or a friend.This made everyone start to be vigilant, but Zhan Qing and Ming Mozong's disciples are not too big, their number is more than that of the Eastern Emperor Kingdom, even if there are four or five more enemies, so what, they are also less powerful than themselves .

"Hide your head and show your tail, but I advise my friends, this is a matter between us and the Eastern Empire, it's best not to interfere." Zhan Qing shouted.

"It's not Mr. Tiger, I hide my head and show my tail. It's you who are blind. Such a big Mr. Tiger is right in front of you, but you can't see it, and even scolded me, you, damn it!" There was a chill in that voice .

The disciples of the Ming Mozong were shocked, their eyes wandered around, and someone whispered: "There..."

So everyone looked in the direction of his fingers. In the gap between the shredded and fluttering leaves in this dense forest, they saw a black and white head growing on a big tree not far away. The spotted tiger was watching with relish the fierce battle between Dong Huangjun and Chuan Zhuping.

A big tiger who can speak human language, a tiger also understands the sword skills of the Eastern Royal family, and the expression is so humane that everyone is astonished.
"The royal family of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range?" Zhan Ping felt a dangerous aura from this big tiger.Although there is only one tiger, but squatting quietly on the tree like that, it makes people feel fearful like facing an abyss.This is definitely the royal family in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, otherwise, how could they be able to spit out words before they took shape, and even understand the Eastern Emperor's Liuguang sword technique...

"Shh, don't make noise, watch a show! What a beautiful sword technique..." The big tiger raised a paw at Zhan Ping and said softly.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Some of the disciples of the Ming Mozong scolded disdainfully, and then winked at the few people on the side. The other party is just a tiger that has not transformed, no matter how strong it is, it is only the peak of Zhanzong. People can still easily kill each other. In this secret realm, except for a few forces related to the Mo family, all other people can be regarded as enemies.Of course, if the other party is of little value to the Mo family, they are not even interested in talking.

A few people from the Eastern Emperor Kingdom had also seen the sudden appearance of the tiger, and they were very surprised. They had never discovered the existence of the tiger, as if the tiger appeared out of thin air, but this was absolutely impossible.

"Zheng...Zheng..." There was another sound of sword cries.Chuan Zhuping and Dong Huangjun once again attracted everyone's attention, Chuan Zhuping once again unleashed swords, but with seven swords.

One person controlled seven swords at the same time, no matter it was Ming Mozong, Lingjianmen or Donghuang Kingdom, they were all shocked by it.Even Dong Huangjun was counterattacked and retreated at once.Ended the advantage of pressing Chuan Zhuping's attack.

"Tongyu Seven Swords, flashy!" The tiger on the tree couldn't help saying with a little disdain.

The seven swords handed down to Zhuping are of different lengths and shapes. He no longer holds the sword in his hand, but controls it with his mind, as if countless hands are waving, and suddenly, like a twisted sword net, he counterattacks to the east. Huang Jun.

Dong Huangjun's eyes were a little more serious. Although he saw more than a dozen terrible wounds bursting on Chuan Zhuping's body, it did not affect Chuan Zhuping's madness.

"One spirit breaks all things, the way of war lies in the choice. If you want to take something, you must first give it up, otherwise you will never really walk your own way." The tiger on the tree looked at Dong Huangjun with some hesitation, and couldn't help but remind him. With a sound.

"Choosing... One fine breaks all things..." Dong Huangjun's eyes lit up immediately, and he gritted his teeth, as if he had made a decision secretly.The myriad streams of light and sword shadows around the body suddenly condensed, and they no longer changed ever-changingly, but only merged into a giant sword, a giant sword of light and shadow, and stabbed out suddenly.

"Om..." The flying chaotic leaves in the entire void seemed to be summoned by something, and suddenly gathered together with the giant sword, as if covering the giant sword with a layer of blue coat.

Dong Huangjun completely ignored Chuan Zhuping's seven swords, and just slammed the giant sword into Chuan Zhuping's sword net like pushing a giant log.

"Boom..." With a dull and loud noise, the leaves that had condensed into a scabbard suddenly turned into thousands of butterflies flying all over the sky, almost blocking everyone's sight.At the same time, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from among the fluttering leaves, like a bright light in the dark night.

It was the streamer of the sword, the light of the Eastern Emperor's streamer sword, these flying leaves could not cover up its endless brilliance.

"Ding, ding..."

"Ah..." Chuan Zhuping's miserable cry came from the series of metal and iron clanging sounds.Then someone sensed that a figure suddenly fell to the ground, and blood spattered in the air, as if there was a hint of salty smell.

The broken leaves in the sky swirled and fell, and soon, the world became very clean, everything seemed to have settled down, and a long wound on Dong Huangjun's shoulder was almost covered by a handle that was no longer than two feet long. The small sword pierced through, but Dong Huangjun's face showed a relaxed smile, because at this moment, scarlet blood gushed out from Chuan Zhuping's throat like a fountain.

Fighting is a way of making choices. Dong Huangjun suddenly came to his senses. He realized that his previous combat experience was indeed too little. If he had understood this truth from the beginning, then perhaps he could have avoided even the shoulder injury.

It was said that Zhuping died, he twitched a few times on the ground, and then fell silent. Except for one of his swords still nailed to Dong Huangjun's arm, several other swords of different lengths were scattered around him.

Dong Huangjun broke his Seven Swords Kill. Although the Seven Swords are sharp, they lack grandeur. Although they are not as flashy as the tiger said, they are not suitable for one-on-one duels, perhaps for group killings. , It will be a terrible ultimate move.But Chuan Zhuping didn't see through it, he wanted to walk a different path from others, but such a path required a huge price.

Dong Huangjun broke away with his sharpness, trying to get himself injured, as long as he could pierce the opponent's sword net, then he would win. The big tiger on the tree reminded him, so he made a good choice, even though he was injured , but worth it.You must know that it is said that Zhuping is a kendo ghost in the Spirit Sword Sect, and his swordsmanship is invincible under the King of War.But at this moment, he died in his own hands, and he still fought head-on to kill him. This is definitely an encouragement for Dong Huangjun.

"Thank you..." Dong Huangjun sincerely thanked the tiger on the tree.

"The work of lifting the claws is nothing to worry about." The tiger on the tree shook his head, grinned at Dong Huangjun, then turned to look at Zhan Qing and the disciples of the Ming Mo Sect, the expression on his face suddenly became incomparable enriched.He raised his paws, and when the group of disciples of the Life Demon Sect hadn't recovered from the emotions of autobiography of Zhu Ping's death, he jumped down from the tree and said to the crowd in a low voice: "Now the show is over." , the time for robbery is up, you, you, and you, who are sensible, obediently hand over all the valuable things in your hands, such as the Qiankun ring in your hand, so as not to save Lord Tiger from doing it myself and causing you all to suffer."

Everyone couldn't help but look dull, what is this guy here for?Could it be that the tiger had heard too many stories about Zhan Wuming, and thought he was the incarnate devil Zhan Wuming?Even Dong Huangjun was dumbfounded, is this tiger here to make a comparison?

(End of this chapter)