V2.Chapter 56

"Haha, in this war, our epee sect will surely win. Even if those people join forces, they will not be the opponent of the sect master at all. The sect master is just powerful."

"That's for sure. Our sect master is the strongest in Ansan County. You see, the four of them teamed up to deal with our sect master, and they all got killed in the end. Believe it or not."

"Of course, didn't you see that kid was frightened? Did he retreat so far because he wanted to escape? Giving him such a high talent is really a waste. Anyway, he is going to die soon."

"If he doesn't die, he will definitely become a peerless powerhouse in the future. After all, he is only sixteen years old now. It is indeed a pity."

"What's the pity, it's his own fault. Against our Heavy Sword Sect, their entire Heaven Splitting Sword Sect will be destroyed. How can he still survive?"

The disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect started discussing excitedly, and their morale became stronger and stronger. Zhong Luoyue's ability to defeat the elder of the Cangjing Pavilion, An Shan Feiyu and others naturally boosted their confidence , especially Zhong Luoyue, with one against four, was able to forcefully injure Anshan Taiping.

Now that Ling Dao has retreated to the rear, only An Shan Feiyu and the elder of the Cangjing Pavilion are left to deal with Zhong Luoyue. If they continue to fight, their strength will only get worse and worse.

"The mayfly shakes the big tree, and you two still want to block the sect master."

The four black iron swords slammed down, and the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and An Shan Feiyu didn't know which one was the real black iron sword. Naturally, the eyesight of the two of them was not as good as that of Ling Dao, so they could do it. The only thing is to resist with all your strength and buy a moment for Ling Dao.

"Guardian of the black turtle."

The elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion roared, and the low-grade sword in his hand spun at the fastest speed. The majestic sword energy combined with the original power evolved into a huge black turtle, which guarded his whole body. Inside, the two black iron swords were chopped on the shell of the black turtle.

With two muffled sounds, the phantom of the mysterious turtle gradually faded and disappeared in the field. Fortunately, the phantom of the black turtle blocked Zhong Luoyue's attack. His sword skills are naturally quite a lot, and the grade is not low.

"Both are phantoms."

Blocking Zhong Luoyue's attack, the elder of the Cangjing Pavilion not only showed no joy, but his face sank. He is stronger than An Shan Feiyu, and he used the sword technique of Xuangui Guardian, even if it is There is no big problem for the real black iron sword to attack him.

But if Zhong Luoyue used the real black iron sword to attack An Shan Feiyu, it would be terrible. An Shan Feiyu's injuries are now more serious than the elders of the Cangjing Pavilion. I'm afraid he can't stop Zhong Luoyue at all. Well, Zhong Luoyue must deal with the weak ones first, and then deal with the strong ones slowly, just like he first dealt with Anshan Taiping, and only then did he have the current battle situation.

"Thousands of mountains and mountains."

One after another majestic mountains stood in front of An Shan Feiyu, but it was a pity that it had no effect at all. The black iron sword destroyed all the mountains directly, and the phantom of the black iron sword disappeared in all the mountains After that, it also disappeared.

However, Zhong Luoyue held a black iron sword and committed suicide in person. When the sword was swung out, a sea of ​​flames spread out. The violent waves of fire impacted in all directions, turning the entire world into a sea of ​​flames. , if he wanted to kill Ling Dao, he naturally had to get rid of An Shan Feiyu and the elder of the Cangjing Pavilion first.

"boom"

The black iron sword hit An Shan Feiyu's sword, and the violent collision caused cracks to appear in the low-grade sword in An Shan Feiyu's hand. It is already a miracle that this low-grade sword can last until now , if the fight continues, I'm afraid it will be turned into pieces.

"Get out of here."

Zhong Luoyue gave a cold shout, and the strength of the black iron sword increased again. Just one swing of the sword sent An Shan Feiyu back again and again, and the sea of ​​fire spread, almost burning An Shan Feiyu to pieces. Zhong Luoyue, who was really angry, was really tyrannical and scary.

The corner of An Shan Feiyu's mouth was bleeding, and his chest was even hit by a sword. The blood was dripping and bloody. If he wasn't a martial artist in the original realm and didn't have a strong enough physical body, this kind of injury would have killed him. Now he can play The fighting power is only half of that in its heyday.

"Next, it's you."

Zhong Luoyue cast a cold glance at the elder of the Cangjing Pavilion, and then the Xuantie sword slammed down. The sword light, which was hundreds of feet in size, seemed to cut through three mountains and five mountains. Both the fighters in the sky-climbing realm and the fighters in the imperial sky realm who fought in the battle felt life-threatening.

The huge phantom of the black tortoise reappeared, guarding the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The black iron sword slammed on the phantom of the tortoise fiercely, bursting out a little spark, and the original power of 90% of the fire roared fiercely Coming, the Xuantie sword slashed down again.

The majestic zhenqi condensed a mountain-breaking giant axe, and slashed down, the entire void seemed to be trembling. Zhong Luoyue was like an angry lion, and the black iron sword slashed down again and again. , finally broke through the phantom of the mysterious turtle, and even slammed on the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"puff"

The elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion turned pale, and a wave of blood spurted out of his mouth, which showed the seriousness of his injuries. An Shan Feiyu had just been severely injured by Zhong Luoyue, and there was no way to support him at this time. Everything could only be relied on by the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The chest of the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion seemed to be sunken in, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard one after another.

In just a moment, the elders of the Cangjing Pavilion and An Shan Feiyu were severely injured by Zhong Luoyue. Zhong Luoyue's face was also a little pale. Although he was not injured in the battle until now, the consumption was also great. Fortunately, He is a warrior at the peak of the original state, otherwise it is still unknown whether he can withstand it.

Just when the elders of the Cangjing Pavilion and An Shan Feiyu were desperately resisting Zhong Luoyue, Ling Dao had already made preparations. The sword technique he was going to use was extremely powerful, but unfortunately his current level was too low, so it was extremely difficult to use it. , and it will take time to brew.

He calmed down, raised his energy and spirit to the peak, and even used the sword power he had mastered. On top of his head, lightning bolts condensed into the appearance of a primordial thunder dragon. mighty.

The true qi in his body rushed out towards his hands frantically, piercing his arms, and the qi was so powerful that 20% of the original source of thunder was fully used. No matter whether it was true qi or original power, It was exhausted after this sword strike. Fortunately, he cultivated the wild and immortal energy, otherwise the true energy might not be enough.

Holding the hilt of the Xiaoyao Sword tightly with both hands, he was dressed in white without wind, and his black hair danced wildly, as if a young killing god had awakened. His pair of bright eyes seemed to be the sharpest god. The sword can pierce the void and destroy emptiness.

At this time, Zhong Luoyue from a distance finally rushed over. Whether it was the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion or An Shan Feiyu, they were all beaten to death and covered in blood. If Zhong Luoyue hadn't been in a hurry Beheading Ling Dao, I am afraid that both of them have already been killed by Zhong Luoyue.

"Let you two live a little longer, and this sect master will avenge Taiqing first."

At this moment, Zhong Luoyue was already standing in front of Ling Dao. Anshan Feiyu, the elder of the Cangjing Pavilion, and Anshan Taiping were all badly injured and basically unable to fight any more. The ones who really decided the outcome of this war, It was Ling Dao and Zhong Luoyue.

A pair of eyes, all looking at Ling Dao and Zhong Luoyue, whether it is the disciples of the heavy sword sect or the disciples of the Tiantian sword sect, they are all nervous, but the disciples of the heavy sword sect are full of confidence. The disciples of Tianjianzong were extremely worried.

"Finally it's time to decide the winner. How could a young boy be the opponent of our sect master."

"I guess, the sect master only needs one sword to split that kid in half."

"Not necessarily, I think the sect master hates Ling Dao so much, I'm afraid he will torture Ling Dao slowly, making Ling Dao's life worse than death."

The words of the disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect made those disciples of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect look angrily. Unfortunately, they were powerless to refute. The elders of the Cangjing Pavilion, An Shan Feiyu, An Shan Taiping, and Ling Dao were not Zhong Luoyue's team. Opponent, how could Ling Dao beat Zhong Luoyue by himself now?

"Could it be that the sky is really going to kill me and split the sky sword sect?"

"Poor Ling Dao, who is such a genius in the sky, is going to die here. It's our Sky Splitting Sword Sect who has implicated him."

Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin also looked sad and indignant. They knew very well that Ling Dao was not Zhong Luoyue's opponent at all. Zhong Luoyue was too weak in comparison.

"Let this sect master think about whether it is better to cut off your left arm first, or your right arm, or cut off your two legs first."

Zhong Luoyue sneered, with a flash of joy in his eyes, Ling Dao killed his son, he naturally wouldn't let Ling Dao die so happily, only by making Ling Dao's life worse than death can he vent his resentment in his heart, Ling Dao asked him to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man, how could he make Ling Dao feel better.

"Eight Desolation Extermination."

Ling Dao did not respond to Zhong Luoyue's question, but coldly spit out four words. As his words fell, the Xiaoyao Sword suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, thousands of words Sword Qi spread all over the void, filling the entire battlefield with a murderous aura.

Ling Dao slowly slashed out with a sword. Zhong Luoyue could clearly see the movement trajectory of the Xiaoyao Sword, as if it was a snail crawling. It was ridiculously slow, but Zhong Luoyue couldn't laugh at all, because He was horrified to find that his movements were even slower, several times slower than Ling Dao's.

From everyone's point of view, Ling Dao didn't make any moves, but Zhong Luoyue became frightened. This scene made everyone extremely puzzled. Didn't Ling Dao just say four words? Why did Zhong Luoyue become so scared? so scared.

The next moment, the entire world seemed to have lost its sound and its brilliance. Only Zhong Luoyue saw a ray of light, a ray of light that could illuminate a thousand miles around, like a small sun. When this ray of light disappeared, The whole world returned to normal again.

Ling Dao and Zhong Luoyue still stood in place, maintaining their original movements. Zhong Luoyue held the black iron sword tightly with both hands, as if he was about to start using the black iron sword technique. However, just as he was about to speak, At that moment, his head was split in half, followed by his body split in half, and he died tragically on the spot.

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