Chapter 783： Bah, scumbag

"Will you change your name or your surname, Qin Jiange, Zhang Songnian."

The man in the prison clothes spoke solemnly, his voice was dignified, and then he raised his eyebrows, and Fang Zhengmingjie's forehead suddenly showed several wrinkles:

"Back then, X and you also chanted poems against you. You crazy woman, you don't remember me."

"Scumbag... So it's you!"

Yan Ziling gave Zhang Songnian a fixed look, and then he stunned, and immediately raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his lips curled up with a touch of cold charm, and Shen Ning's voice contained a hint of cynicism:

"He is defeated."

The four-character exit, the sound is not loud, but it clearly reaches the ears of the prisoner-clothed man.

"A certain nature is peaceful and virtuous, he enters the Tao with literature, respects the great ancestor of Kong Qiu, emphasizes courtesy first and then soldiers, and is the most taboo to shout and kill. Naturally, you are a madwoman who is rude and has no bottom line. .

"Furthermore, I was thinking of Dao Lv's love and righteousness, and I couldn't bear to touch the truth, so I wanted to let you back."

Unexpectedly, Yan Ziling not only didn't appreciate this concession, but it was cruel and secretive, which caused Zhang Songnian's cultivation base to be greatly damaged. Once imprisoned for more than a thousand years, if it were not for today's golden blood python to smash the cage, he has not had a chance to come out. .

Of course, Zhang Songnian only chewed the latter remarks in his heart and did not say it.

"There is more nonsense than culture. It's so kind. Fight with me again."

The purple light in Yan Ziling's eyes rose suddenly, and a bloodthirsty, harsh color flashed across her pretty cold and white cheeks:

"If you don't dare to fight, just get out of here, and don't be an eyesore here, otherwise, I'll smash you into pieces!"

Zhang Songnian frowned at Yan Ziling's stern scolding, and then opened the topic:

"Hey, don't open your mouth and shut your mouth, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, you just want to give each female disciple a beacon. You are so talented and valuable as an elder. Naturally, you don't understand the sufferings of those female disciples with average qualifications. When encountering a cultivation bottleneck, as a senior, how can someone stand by?"

Wow! !

The sudden sound of breaking through the air, like a waterfall, resounded abruptly in the air. In an instant, a purple sword flower was cut out suddenly, interrupting Zhang Songnian's words.

The purple sword flower traverses the sky and the earth, wherever it passes, the cloud crown shatters and the lichen peels off.

"Purple Moon Sword Flower!"

Yan Ziling's posture with a sword in hand was clearly and capable of being reflected by the purple sword Hua.

A round of purple moon swallowed the void, ten thousand stars settled on the side, rushed out from the ground, and swept across the fields, shining in all directions.

In an instant, the world was completely covered by the vigorous purple awns, and the picture was frozen, as if it were a short-drawn picture, all things looked extremely pale in front of the fiery sword flower.

This knife, raging and reaping everything, should not be underestimated.

"Crude and savage, a little out of education. A certain student has an upright blue shirt, suave, and a saint from a clan or a family daughter who has never surrendered, but in the end, it's just you madwoman."

Speaking of this, Zhang Songnian raised his eyebrows slightly with two brushes, his loose prison clothes moved dreadfully, without wind, the blue light in Danfeng's eyes became clearer, and if there were two rounds of green sun, he wanted to come out:

"You don't want to say anything, it seems that you have to use rude means to deal with a rude person like you."

When he said this, Zhang Songnian's face was not red, his heart was not frightened, his left hand held his beard lightly, his right hand secretly pinched the sword tactics, his face was calm and unhurried, and he looked like a gentleman.

With his fingers, a soft blue light fluttered out, drawing a shallow white mark in the air. The sword power did not seem to be great, on the contrary, it revealed a little literary and ethical finesse.

Puff puff!

A ray of blue light pierced into the vigorous purple knife flower head-on, and the purple knife flower was chopped up to pieces, such as cutting the cloth with a knife, making an audible scalp tingling sound.

wave!

There was a trembling, the two colors of blue and purple in the field offset each other, and the clouds hovered over Zhanxiantai, and the surrounding scenery suddenly became clear.

The cyan sword aura and the purple sword flower confronted each other for an instant. It seemed soft, but it contained profound energy. The air was distorted and slowed down. Zhang Songnian’s words were also delayed. It was only a moment after the sword light had completely dissipated. Like a breeze across Yan Ziling's ears.

Upon hearing his brazen remarks, Yan Ziling immediately stared at Zhang Songnian in anger and shouted:

"You deserve it too? The scumbag can't die!!"

Suddenly, Yan Ziling swung the knife up and down 500,000 scattered knife lights, looting and killing, the 500,000 knife lights gathered in the sky, and gathered into a shining giant blade, like a moon wheel falling to the ground, crushing towards Zhan Sendai Away.

"what!!"

Many prisoners were violently killed on the spot by the aftermath of this giant blade. For every inch of the giant blade dropped, thirty or fifty people couldn't bear the pressure, and their mouths and noses were full of blood.

What's more, a line of blood dripped from the neck, and his eyes darkened, his head fell to the ground, and he died silently without even a scream.

"It's a crime."

Smelling the more intense **** air in the wind, Zhang Songnian's eyes were concentrated, and he murmured in a low voice, as if he was chanting a curse, and in an instant, he shouted:

"Sword up!"

Boom! boom!

In the Linghu Lake, like blooming lotus, the waves danced, and then clusters of water arrows rose up into the sky, making a huge explosion.

A blue dragon faintly emerged from the bottom of the deep and vast lake. The dragon's spine with superb blue light and overlapping scales was the first to catch the eyes of the world.

"Roar--"

In an instant, the blue dragon broke out of the water, barking at the sky, bringing up the tumultuous waves, raging with anger, flooding Sendai, cleaning the blood on Zhanxiantai.

"Eat!"

Zhang Songnian's narrowed Danfeng eyes suddenly widened, his Confucian spirit disappeared, and his fighting spirit came to the top. Two sword rhymes like blue thunder rushed out of his eyes, helping to increase sword power.

He tightly squeezed the right finger of the sword tactic and flicked it in the sky, like a **** oracle, leading the blue dragon to fly into the sky and grab the moon, stepping on the void cloth and cutting dust.

boom!

Cut down with a sword.

Like a blue dragon, the sword light is boundless, and the boundless sword aura is full of power. It splits Zhanxiantai Shengsheng into a crack, and the sword power falls into the water, stirring up waves.

Bang bang bang...

Every ten feet, a white mushroom cloud explodes from the Linghu Lake, and it stretches for endless distances.

Under the blue sky, cut a corner of Xiantai, a prisoner's clothes wielding swords to control the front, the phantom of the green dragon coiled endlessly, the sword rhyme turnover is like a calligraphy symbol, a thin face, a beard under the jaw, phoenix eyes slightly drunk, elegant and romantic.

Regardless of his inexhaustible character, Zhang Songnian is also worthy of the four characters "swordsman and scribe" at this moment.

Through the vision of the golden blood python, he silently witnessed the scene on the Zhanxiantai stage. It was indeed not bad as he had expected before. Yan Ziling, the "Exterminator Master", was really hurt by a man.

Now these two strange flowers actually pinch each other.

It's true!

However, dog biting is not a bad thing.

Seeing that Zhang Songnian had broken his own giant blade, Yan Ziling grinned his teeth with a grimace, and immediately uttered a sound transmission:

"Do it! Kill all these men! You can't keep alive!"

In an instant, the female warriors of the Ziling Pavilion who surrounded Zhanxiantai, Rumeng imperial decree, drew their swords together...

For a time, Zhanxiantai fell into a melee.

Knife light and blood shadow, crossed over.