The Immortal Taoist

"Split day!"

The look of Zhuang Xin, an unprecedented dignity, against a native warrior, he naturally knows that he is not an opponent at all. But now, he has to take a shot, in order to protect Lingdao and others to retreat, he must come forward.

The infuriating air in his body screamed out and condensed into a giant sword of a hundred feet in size. With the swords in his hand, he went to the sea with the clock. Dare to draw swords from the source of the war, Zhuang Xin's courage is indeed not small. It is natural for him to take the shot with him.

"Hurricane style!"

Duan Zhenghui screamed coldly, and the wind was blowing in all directions. The sword in his hand seems to have become a blade of invincibility, and he can smash the sky. It’s just a sword, and all the winds seem to have been split into two halves.

Both of them have already vacated, and when they come up, they are fully shot. Dealing with the source of the war, it is a joke to keep it. Even if they do their best, it is impossible to be the opponent of the clock. The reason for this is that I just want to create opportunities for Lingdao and others to escape.

Even if they die, they can't let Lingdao and Aolong have an accident. For the Swords of the Clouds, there can be no them, but there can be no Lingdao and proud dragons. If Lingdao and Aolong grow up, then in the future, the sword will definitely be stronger.

"Not self-reliant! Broken moon!"

When Zhong Luohai chuckled, he slowly pulled out a sword. Hundreds of pounds of heavy black iron sword, in his hands, as light as a feather, as if there is no weight. A sword broke out, the surrounding space oscillated, and the infuriating atmosphere became a round of ghosts.

It seems that the ordinary glimpse has a terrible power. Whether it is the infuriating sword or the lower sword, whether it is the whistling wind or the sharp swordsmanship, it is under this shackles.

The tyrannical instinct is even more like an invisible big hand, and it is shot on Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin. Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin both felt a majestic force, bombarded them, making them a huge earthquake.

The next moment, Zhuang Xin and Duan Zhenghui were flying out and the blood splashed into the sky. The ground was a shock. Both of them were kneeling on the ground, and even after they rolled out for dozens of meters, they stopped. Just a confrontation, both of them were hit hard.

"puff"

Duan Zhenghui wants to get up, but unfortunately he can't do it at all, and his mouth keeps bleeding, making him look extremely miserable. The situation of Zhuang Xin is naturally not so good. It is only a matter of barely opening his eyes. It is naturally impossible to raise a sword and fight again.

"You are the lord and deputy lord of the slashing swordsmanship? It is simply a blow! It is your honor to be able to die under the old man's sword!"

Zhong Luohai handed the black iron sword, and walked toward Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin. He is coming to kill, and naturally it is impossible to show mercy. The elders of the Sword of the Swords are only rushing to the ground, and it is naturally impossible to stop the clock from falling into the sea.

"Old guy, do you want to kill me? Then you come! If you don't, you probably won't be able to catch up with me!"

Lingdao shouted loudly, and then he ran in the opposite direction. The speed of the martial arts, in the eyes of Zhong Luohai, is really nothing. However, the performance of the eight-step star-tracking road, the speed is scary, even the clock is extremely shocking.

"Since you want to die first, then the old man will be yours!"

Zhong Luohai did not manage Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin, but turned and chased Lingdao. In his opinion, after killing Lingdao, it is no trouble to kill other people. Anyway, Zhong Taicang told him that Ling Dao is the most important goal, and naturally it is not allowed to make mistakes.

"cut!"

The clock that ran out of the air fell to the sea, and suddenly pointed out a sword at the place where Lingdao was. With his estimation, coupled with the swordsmanship of hundreds of feet, even if Lingdao ran faster, it was to be smashed by this amazing sword.

"If you let a small rushing warrior, escape under the old man's sword, what old face does the old man return?"

However, when the words of Zhong Luohai have just been finished, they have widened their eyes. He saw an incredible scene, and Lingdao’s feet jerked a glimpse of the cracks on the ground. Then, the body of Lingdao, as if from the arrow of the string, rushed out.

Just one step, Lingdao actually took two hundred feet away, which is simply an incredible thing. The swordsman of the size of a hundred feet slammed on the ground, causing a long gully on the ground, which was extremely intimidating and extremely scary.

"After actually hiding? Hey, the old man does not believe, you can hide!"

There was a sigh of anger in Zhong Hai’s eyes. If the scene was just seen by an acquaintance, I would probably laugh at the big teeth. At this moment, he grabbed the black iron sword and suddenly took out a sword and another sword. It’s necessary to kill Lingdao with a horrible sword.

"not good!"

When the Lingdao on the ground looked up, a pair of pupils suddenly shrank. His eyes suddenly burst into a fascinating glory, with an unprecedented concentration of attention. In this case, if there is a slight mistake, it is possible to kill himself.

A sword squatted down, as if a large net, covered the Lingdao. As long as Lingdao meets this big net, then it is possible to die. Today, he can only move at the fastest speed, avoiding a sword. As long as you are hit once, then you are finished.

Even if a sword is not dead, he will definitely stop him. At that time, Zhong Luohai will definitely launch an attack again, and then he will die. At this time, the situation is already dangerous to the extreme. In the face of the source of the military, Lingdao has no resistance.

"It seems that this time is really comfortable!"

After coming to the cracked swords, Ling Dao did not encounter any life threats. However, since the beginning of the Fighting Sword Conference, he has increasingly felt that his strength is insufficient. In the face of Zhong Tai Cang, he has no resistance, and now it is the same for the clock.

"Old beast, you dare!"

At this time, Aolong finally came over. Now the proud dragon is only in the air, and it is impossible to rely on its own swordsmanship. However, he still has the strongest ability, and that is the arrogance of the proud family.

"瞳 —— - the 冥 of the underworld!"

The two pupils of the proud dragon are all turned into three, and then they are rapidly rotating. Behind the proud dragon, there is a ghostly shadow that stands out in the sky, exuding an extremely noble atmosphere, like the dominance of all beings!