The Immortal Taoist

"Finally let you split the sword of the sky to the door of my epee. I have beaten me twice before, and even killed our epee disciples. It is really a sin!"

Zhong Jianxing’s eyes were cold and his face was filled with a cruel smile. Here is the Dou Jian Palace, the site of the Anshan County King. Even Zhong Tai Cang can't be chaotic. He is naturally more incompetent. He had long wanted to start with Lingdao, but unfortunately, without this opportunity, he finally waited for the opportunity.

The slashing swords against the epee gates, that is, the sects of the sacred swordsmen and their epee gates. What really makes the Epee Gate pay attention to is the Lingdao. Besides him, other disciples of the Swordsmen are not enough to see.

"Master, you said how we should torture them better, is it to interrupt their legs, or to abolish their cultivation?"

The martial arts disciples are laughing and laughing. They are not just as simple as defeating the swordsmen of the Swordsmen. What they have to do is to abolish the disciples of the Swordsmen, even if other disciples can not care, but Lingdao must be abolished.

Not only because Lingdao killed Xia Houjue and hit Stuart, but also because Lingdao’s talent is too high. Looking for the entire Epee Gate, it is impossible to find a disciple who can compete with Lingdao in talent. If you do not abolish the Lingdao now, and the Lingdao becomes a climate, it will definitely threaten the status of the Epee Gate.

"Duan Zhenghui, I didn't expect you to have such an outstanding disciple in the cracked swords, but unfortunately, when you meet me, there is nothing to end!"

Zhong Taichong swept Duan Zhenghui and said contemptuously. His most satisfied son, Zhong Jianxing, even his own strength in the rushing peaks is far worse than the current Zhong Jianxing.

Lingdao’s talent is high. When it breaks through to the rushing terrain, the top of the head is a vortex of a 50-meter-long aura. However, Lingdao did not grow up after all, just just broke through to the rushing environment, and will definitely not be the opponent of Zhong Jianxing.

"is it?"

Duan Zhenghui smiled undecidedly, he was too lazy to say anything with Zhong Tai Cang. On the power, the slashing sword is not as good as the epee gate. On strength, he is only the emptiness, and Zhong Tai Cang is the origin. He is naturally not the opponent of Zhong Tai Cang.

"If you don't break through the waste of the Epee Gate, he is not my opponent at all. And I believe that even if Lingdao has just broken through to the rushing situation, it is one hundred times stronger than the waste of Jianmen!"

The proud dragon snorted and said what he said, it made the death of Zhong Tai Cang’s eyes soar. He is also the son of Zhong Tai Cang. He did not expect to be so insulted by the proud dragon. Unfortunately, Anshan Taiping blocked in front of Zhong Tai Cang, making Zhong Tai Cang unable to shoot for the proud dragon.

"If you are really so confident, how can we make a bet? If your sword is over, then the soul stone of our epee gate will be handed over. If your sword is defeated, then you The Lingshi vein of the Sword of Heaven is returned to our Epee Gate. How can we dare to gamble with this door?"

There is indeed no Lingshi vein in the cracked swords, but after the fight, there will be a Lingshi vein. Zhong Tai Cang will definitely win the Epee Gate and will say such a thing. Taking a bet on the Lingshi vein is simply a gamble.

"This……"

Duan Zhenghui, even if hesitated, it is not easy to have a vein, but now Zhong Taicang is going to gamble with him. You know, this Lingshi vein has not yet arrived. If you really bet, I am afraid I will never get it.

In the late Qing Dynasty, the swordsmen played in a total of nine disciples. Seven of them rushed to the end of the dynasty, and one of them rushed to the top of the border. Even if there is a disciple of Lingdao, which is equivalent to ten smashing peaks, there is no hope of victory. .

It is not that Lingdao is not strong enough, but that other disciples of Shentianjian are too weak. If the other eight disciples are all rushing to the peak of the martial arts, then perhaps the slashing swordsmanship still has the hope of victory. It is a pity that if there is no such thing, the strength of these disciples of the cracked swords is too bad.

"How? Don't you dare to gamble?"

Zhong Taicang squinted at Duan Zhenghui, the meaning is self-evident, let alone fight with me, you have no courage to gamble with me. This is ** naked contempt, and Duan Zhenghui still can't refute, after all, Duan Zhenghui does not think that Lingdao will win.

"Lord, believe me, can gamble!"

At this time, Lingdao, who stood on the sword table, smiled and spoke. His smile seems to give everyone confidence. Even Ouyang Susu feels that victory is hopeful. Maybe Lingdao can really create miracles.

"The Lingshi vein is not a trivial matter. If you lose, then the previous efforts can be in vain!"

Duan Zhenghui himself is somewhat indecisive, and now it is a major event like Lingshi Mine. He is naturally more difficult to decide. If there is a 100% chance of winning, Duan Zhenghui naturally dares to gamble, but now there is no chance of winning.

"That kid must be crazy, but also believe that he can gamble? If you really believe him, I am afraid that the sword will lose a Lingshi vein?"

"Not necessarily, that kid is simply a miracle creator. From the beginning of the Fighting Sword Conference to the present, when did he lose? When not everyone thought he would lose, he still beat all opponents?"

"But now the situation is different. Even if he is more powerful, it is impossible to defeat the 20 squadrons of the epee gate. Especially rumors, Zhong Jianxing can fight with the squadron!"

In the fighting palace, everyone is talking about it, and Duan Zhenghui’s brows are wrinkled into the word “chuan”. If it is a gamble, then it is equal to burying a Lingshi vein. If it is not gambling, it is possible to lose Lingdao such a super-qualified peerless genius. Lingdao confidently let him gamble, but he did not accept it at all, and it will definitely chill the heart.

"Sovereign, what are you worried about? Anyway, we have no Lingshi veins in the cracked swords. If we lose, isn't there any difference with the original?"

Zhuang Xin has obviously been biased towards Ling Dao. At least since he knew Ling Dao, he has never seen Ling Dao defeated. No matter how bad the situation is, Ling Dao will not be defeated, he is like the ancient war gods, the battle is invincible!

"It is not good to say that the Lingshi vein is basically won by me and Lingdao. Now it is not ok to gamble with the Lingshi vein we have won. Do you not believe in Lingdao?"

Ao Long slammed his mouth and obviously had opinions on Duan Zhenghui. Indeed, as he said, if it wasn’t for him and Ling Dao, the Sword of Heaven would still be at the bottom of this fight, and there would be no Lingshi veins.

"Well, I will go crazy with you, bet!"

Duan Zhenghui bite his teeth, even if he does not want Lingshi veins, he can't cold the disciple's heart!