Hedao

Chapter 974

"when!"

The cyan spear pierced the spear accurately.

The spear felt as if it had been shocked by electricity, and it not only retreated rapidly, but also trembled unceasingly.

Mouhou, who was behind the spear, stepped back again and again, his eyes showing horror.

A shot knocked back the spear, Xiao Qing held the spear and stabbed Fang Tian again with a halberd.

"when!"

Fang Tian's painted halberd was also repelled, and Sikong Daoyuan followed closely behind.

The world was quiet.

Everyone looked at the long-haired, heroic woman who came from the air with a spear in her hand, and her face was full of shock.

"It's a fairy!"

"Too strong!"

"She alone can completely block Sikong Daoyuan and Mouhou!"

"..."

While everyone was exclaiming in surprise, Xiao Qing descended like a fierce tiger and entered the sea in anger. After repelling Sikong Daoyuan and Mouhou with two spears, he did not stop there. Together, it's like huge green dragons shaking their heads and tails, waving their sharp claws.

Sikong Daoyuan and Mouhou hurriedly urged Fang Tian to draw a halberd and spear to resist.

But under Xiao Qing's attack like a storm, the two retreated in a row, sweating profusely on their foreheads, blood flooded their faces, and they were pressed down hard.

Xiao Qing became braver as he fought.

She hasn't had such a hearty battle for a long time.

The martial arts that she has comprehended over the years, and the precious medicine of flesh and blood deposited in her body, are constantly being stimulated as she fights with two high-rank Taoist immortals at the level of immortal kings.

Not only did her force show no signs of weakening during the battle, on the contrary it continued to rise.

Mou Tai looked in the direction of Yanlong Mountain, saw that his nephew and Sikong Daoyuan were no match for Xiao Qing, his face was cloudy and uncertain, he was in a dilemma.

With his current status and status, since he has made it clear that he wants to fight, if he is timid before fighting and retreats without fighting, not only will he lose more face, but it will also be a big blow to his Dao Xin.

Besides, Yuan Shen has already gone to battle, if Mou Tai chooses to retreat without fighting, Yuan Shen will definitely settle accounts with him afterwards.

"I can only give it a go! I will definitely defeat the headmaster of the Promise Sect!" Soon, Mu Tai's eyes burst out with powerful confidence.

Then, a long spear shot out through the air, arousing the power of the Dao, and charged towards the battlefield where Jinpeng and the others were located like a gigantic raptor.

Relying on his identity, Mou Tai was inconvenient to go directly to Milongshan, but chose to repel Jinpeng and others, so that Taoists from all forces could rush to Milongshan, and then swarmed into Milongshan.

In this way, everyone would only be grateful to him and Yuan Shen, instead of laughing at him and Yuan Shen for making a move.

Of course, the most important thing is the Headmaster of the Promise Sect.

Mu Tai knew very well that his shot would definitely attract the headmaster of the Promise Sect to shoot.

Once the headmaster of the Wuji Sect makes a move, it doesn't make much difference whether he kills Jinpeng and the others or kills Milongshan.

That being the case, it is a close fight.

"Mu Tai finally made a move!"

"I really didn't expect that the opportunity of Mirage Dragon Mountain would trigger two top-ranking Taoist immortals to attack the Wuji Gate."

"Yeah, who would have thought that the Promise Sect is so powerful! And even if Mu Tai makes a move, most of the chances of this Milong Mountain will fall into the hands of the Promise Sect, because the headmaster of the Promise Sect will definitely block it."

Seeing that Mu Tai finally made a move, the people who watched the battle talked a lot and were inexplicably moved, while Xianjun Yuan Sui and others were in high spirits.

"Mou Tai, I've been waiting for you!" An extremely hard and sharp voice full of metal texture resounded between heaven and earth.

Then, on the other side of the central city, a golden flying sword soared into the sky.

The flying sword mobilized the power of the Dao and turned into a river of swords shining with golden light and radiating sword energy.

Jianhe came from the sky, mighty and sharp.

Wherever it passed, the space was cut apart, and the chaotic space force stirred up the misty sea area, and huge waves surged into the sky.

The golden Jianhe rushed straight towards Mu Tai.

Geng Jin's killing energy came through his body, even Mou Tai felt his skin hurt and was slightly startled.

Mu Tai didn't dare to underestimate this sword, the long spear that pierced through the air turned around and faced Jianhe.

"Headmaster of the Promise Gate, you finally made a move!" Mou Tai raised his voice while turning his spear, his fighting spirit was high.

"Haha, Mou Tai, you put gold on your face too much, and you are worthy of my master!" The metallic voice sounded again, a man in white with a bit of elegance, who was born as sharp as a sword Appeared behind Jianhe.

"It's Zuo Cong! It's Zuo Cong, the head of Tianbao Gate!"

"how can that be!"

"How could he be Mu Tai's opponent?"

"The power of his sword is comparable to that of a top-ranking Daoxian!"

The people watching the battle exclaimed, Cen Feiyue and other people in Yuntian Pavilion were even more shocked.

They had fought against Zuo Cong, and they knew very well that more than a hundred years ago, his strength barely ranked among the top-ranking Taoist immortals, even worse than Jinpeng and others.

But now, with his sword strike, not to mention the elders of Yuntian Pavilion and others, even Cen Feiyue felt terrified.

He is very clear that he is definitely not Zuo Cong's opponent now!

Did he hide his strength more than a hundred years ago?
Or in just over a hundred years, he has risen from being barely among the ranks of upper-rank Taoist immortals to becoming a top-ranking upper-rank Taoist immortal!

But how is this possible?

"It's not the headmaster of the Promise Sect!" Mou Tai's face changed suddenly, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

It wasn't Zuo Cong that he was afraid of.

But a powerful figure like Zuo Cong is actually just a disciple of the head teacher of the Wuji Sect!
But Mu Tai couldn't care less about it at this moment.

Because Jianhe has already charged head-on.

"Boom!"

The spear was wrapped in surging power, like an angry dragon rushing into the river.

Immediately, the Jianhe River was overwhelmed, there were huge waves soaring into the sky, and countless waves fell, each drop of waves was like sword light and gun light, rushing away in all directions, and the void was pierced with dense holes.

Jianhe wants to trap Nulong.

The angry dragon wants to completely overthrow Jianhe and destroy it.

The two fought fiercely in the air.

After Fulong, Mou Tai's face was extremely gloomy and ugly, while after Jianhe, Zuo Cong, dressed in white, looked calm, free and easy except for his incomparably sharp aura, quite like a mighty sword fairy.

"Boom!"

The Mirage Mountain continued to squeeze into the Great Emperor's World, and the entire sea of ​​mist began to tremble, and the space around the Mirage Mountain collapsed more and more violently.

Yinranyue saw that the space around Milong Mountain was collapsing more and more, and the time to enter Milong Mountain was coming soon, so she finally stopped watching and had Zixiao Thunder Staff in her hand, pointing at Sikong Daoyuan and Mouhou respectively.

"thunderbolt!"

"Boom!"

The void is torn apart.

The terrifying purple thunder dragon rushed out from the torn void, and slashed at Sikong Daoyuan and Mouhou.

The purple lightning is like a spider web covering the sky, and the endless destructive power fills the sky and the earth.

(End of this chapter)