The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 89 Ten Directions Tiangang Sword

"Fuck, have you been tricked?" Zhao Chen looked in the direction of Linger's fierce battle, Zhang Long completely suppressed Linger, if this continues, Linger will be in danger.

Just when Zhao Chen hesitated in his heart.

A series of huge explosions sounded, and Zhao Chen quickly opened the aura shield.

But not far from him, several monks were instantly blown to pieces, blood spattering...

The Zhang family set up a trap, which was so powerful that Zhao Chen and the others didn't even notice it.

Huge anger flashed in Zhao Chen's eyes, he was too careless!

"Everyone spread out." Zhao Chen roared, and the monks jumped out of the Zhang family's compound crazily. Zhao Chen glanced at the ground.

"Want to escape?"

Zhao Chen's heart sank, and with a wave of his hand, Luo's figure appeared. He didn't want the little girl to be stained with blood, but there was nothing he could do now.

"Luo, go and protect Ling'er!"

Luo rubbed his eyes. He was still sleeping when he was woken up. He was forcibly pulled over by Zhao Chen from the temple, and looked in Ling'er's direction.

Seeing that Ling'er was in danger, she nodded her head.

"kindness."

Luo likes Ling'er very much, just like her mother, she wants to protect Ling'er!

The great witches were geniuses in battle as soon as they were born, fear may be superfluous in their eyes.

With Luo's joining, Zhang Long's advantages disappeared in an instant.

"What?" Zhang Long suddenly felt a chill behind him, and suddenly climbed the distance, Luo punched him.

"Little Doll?"

Zhang Long was shocked, but Luo's aura was also terrifying.

The aura shield is fully activated.

A huge air wave rose, and Zhang Long's aura shield burst instantly.

"impossible."

Luo Fei came to Linger's side, and felt a little sad to see Linger was injured.

"Sister Ling'er, are you okay?" Luo stretched out his small hand, and a ball of light rose up, which could help Ling'er heal.

The great witch clan, the whole world is their body.

Ling'er smiled in relief, she didn't expect Luo to be so powerful.

"It's okay." Ling'er raised the Shuilan sword and looked towards the sky. Zhang Long's eyes were hesitating whether to choose to retreat at this time.

But if he escapes now, the monks and family members of the Zhang family will lose the chance to survive.

Zhao Chen jumped onto the high wall and looked towards the monks below. Basically, few of them had any fear, and they had long been accustomed to such battles.

"Chase."

Zhao Chen looked for breath, and was going to hunt down and kill the monks of the Zhang family.

Zhang Long absolutely cannot let Zhao Chen succeed.

"Ten Directions Tiangang Sword."

Zhang Long let out a loud roar, and the aura exploded. In the next moment, there were hundreds of lightning sword qi gathered beside Zhang Long.

"Defend quickly."

Zhao Chen roared, rushed to several monks, and opened his spirit shield.

The Thunder Sword Qi whizzed down, although it was not strong, but it was deadly to Qi Refining Cultivators, luckily these are veterans.

The ability to dodge is not bad, but a few monks did not have time to dodge, opened their aura shields, and were instantly killed.

The bodies were charred.

Zhao Chen took a glance and found that most of the monks had lost their combat effectiveness.

The huge thunder went wild in an instant, and the surviving monks tried their best to defend, but they also consumed a lot of spiritual energy, and many of them passed out directly.

"If you can still move, I will follow. If you are injured, find a place to hide and carry away the unconscious." Zhao Chen made a judgment, this is the war of cultivators, and casualties are too normal.

His heart began to turn cold. The war in the God Realm was countless times more cruel than it is now.

There were less than twenty monks gathered beside Zhao Chen.

"Walk."

Zhao Chen led the monks to chase after him, but at this moment, a monk under Zhao Chen's mid-stage foundation establishment, his eyes sank, and he ran away quickly with a few monks.

Zhao Chen moved forward rapidly, and under a lighthouse by the sea a few miles away, the family members of the Zhang family were waiting for the boat to come.

"Brother, the boat is coming."

An old man looked towards the sea, and a cruise ship appeared, but Zhao Chen and the others also appeared.

Zhao Chen looked towards the monks beside him.

"If you can survive, you will be my brothers, Zhao Chen!" Zhao Chen frantically rushed towards the lighthouse with the Chi Yan Sword in hand.

These monks followed Zhao Chen one after another.

"They're here." An old man from the Zhang family said coldly. He is Zhang Long's eldest son and Zhang Yun's uncle, named Zhang Hong.

A monk in the late stage of Qi refining.

Beside him, there are three Foundation Establishment monks.

Two are at the early stage of Qi refining, and one is at the middle stage of Qi refining.

And beside Zhao Chen, there were three foundation-establishment monks, and a mid-stage foundation-establishment monk escaped just now. Zhao Chen understood that every monk had his own will, and he could not force it.

At the beginning of the battle, Zhang Hong jumped off the lighthouse and charged towards Zhao Chen with his long sword. The monks fought together one after another, and the family members of the Zhang family rushed towards the sea in a frenzy.

At this time, the monks of the dragon group began to assist the Zhang family to retreat, but they did not join the battlefield.

"What's the matter?" A black-robed man asked the flustered Zhao family members.

"There are monks who want to destroy my Zhang family, please help us." An old woman was trembling and terrified.

The man in black jumped and rushed towards the lighthouse with confidence.

"Senior, come back quickly." A monk of the dragon group yelled frantically, but the black-robed man rushed to the battlefield anyway.

At this time, the dragon group monks deployed by the sea are very weak, and the foundation-builder monks of the poisonous scorpion dare not intervene at all. As for the strong golden core, they are still on the way to dare to come.

Because they went to Zhao's house...

Zhang Hong stared angrily at Zhao Chen, the sword energy on his body overflowed crazily, he was also a sword repairman?But it's obvious that he can't cultivate at home.

Even the most basic sword energy can't be released well.

Not all monks can become sword masters!
"Which cultivator are you? Why do you have to destroy my Zhang family?" Zhang Hong was puzzled, because Zhang Chu kidnapped the little girl of the Tang family?

This kind of trivial matter?

"Too much nonsense, if you don't want to die, show some real skills." Zhao Chen was already on the verge of going berserk, and his spiritual energy was consumed a lot.

What Zhao Chen didn't expect was that the Zhang Family's Foundation Establishment cultivators would occupy the top points, mainly because the cultivators on Zhao Chen's side lacked equipment and were obviously injured.

It was because he was too restless, but it was impossible to retreat now.

Even if they were injured, the monks still followed Zhao Chen.

Because they chose to believe in Zhao Chen, they didn't waver at all.

Suddenly, on Zhao Chen's side, a Foundation Establishment cultivator had his arm severed and retreated quickly. The situation was immediately reversed. Zhao Chen was furious and shifted his target in an instant.

Kill another Foundation Establishment cultivator in the Zhang family.

"Third brother, be careful."

Zhang Hong roared, but it was too late, Zhao Chen slashed furiously with his sword, the youngest member of the Zhang family wanted to forcibly resist, and the fire attribute aura shield rose, but compared to Zhao Chen's dao fire, it was nothing worth mentioning.

"boom."

The spiritual energy shield of the third child of the Zhang family shattered, but the next moment Zhao Chen was directly pierced by a light arrow from a distance, blood spattered, the third child of the Zhang family retreated quickly, and both arms were almost shattered.

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