Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 167: Ziye Shenwei makes a move! (First update!)

They were envious, but they didn't know that these weapons were not purchased by the Tushen Pavilion, but were refined by Su Han himself.

The value of 30 billion gold coins is true, but the cost is only about [-] million gold coins. Needless to say, the huge profits of the craftsman industry.

It was also with these weapons that the 5000 disciples of the Tushen Pavilion were able to enter and exit the crowd three times and slaughtered [-] people!

It is true that they have issued ten dragon veins, but the highest they can only fight at the dragon blood level, and among the [-] troops, there are not a few dragon blood level people, and there are hundreds of dragon spirit level people among them.

If it weren't for the suppression of weapons, the disciples of the Tushen Pavilion would definitely not be able to do this.

On the other hand, the [-] alliance army held only low-grade weapons, and there was no level at all. Even at the dragon blood level, the highest weapons were only high-grade weapons. Only a few people could hold silver-level weapons, but A drop in the bucket.

"Nimma, is this the Tushen Pavilion?"

"These disciples are all in the Dragon Vein Realm, but in their hands, they seem to be like ants in the Dragon Blood Realm!"

"The Master of the Slaughtering God Pavilion is able to jump over the ranks to kill people. It's terrifying. I didn't expect the disciples of the Slaughtering God's Pavilion to be able to jump up the ranks!"

"Didn't these disciples only join the Tushen Pavilion for two months? How come they are so strong? Killing the Dragon Blood Realm with the Dragon Vein Realm, even those geniuses, will take a year to do it?"

"It is said that in the Tushen Pavilion, there are still five great guard groups, which are the main core of the Tushen Pavilion. I don't know how terrifying it will be if the members of the five great guard groups make a move."

Those casual cultivators were faintly excited. Originally, they thought that only Su Han, the master of the Tushen Pavilion, was strong. Now, it seems that everyone in the Tushen Pavilion is extremely strong.

Talent training base!

At this moment, an idea suddenly emerged from everyone's mind.

They felt that Tushen Pavilion was really a training ground for geniuses.

It's not that you are a genius in itself, and you will be cultivated when you enter the Tushen Pavilion, but that you have ordinary talents, but you will be cultivated into a genius when you enter the Tushen Pavilion!

Before these two thousand and seven hundred people joined Tushen Pavilion, none of the Jiuliu sects were willing to accept them as disciples.

But now, I am afraid that just picking out one person at random can be called a 'genius' level in the Jiuliu sect, right?

"That Su Baliu is truly a godlike figure!"

Many casual cultivators raised their eyes to look at the figure in white clothes standing on the city wall. The figure was straight and graceful, as if standing there alone was enough to shock the world.

"The First Legion of Zhenwuzong, attack!"

The 3 people of Zhenwuzong holding long swords have also rushed up at this moment. They don't have any look of fear, because the [-] alliance army is not in their eyes at all, and they don't feel sorry for being slaughtered.

These 3 people have cultivation bases, and each of them is at the dragon blood level. Although not all of the weapons in their hands are silver-level, at least half of them are, and the rest are also high-grade weapons.

Their attacks were very regular. When their figures flickered, thirty thousand long swords fell from the air and fell towards the disciples of the Tushen Pavilion.

"withdraw!"

Lian Yuze shouted suddenly.

The 700 people nodded at the same time and retreated quickly.

"Boom boom boom!"

They retreated, and the members of the first regiment of Zhenwuzong lost their target, and all their long swords fell on the ground, creating amazing cracks.

"Why, don't you dare to fight?"

A man about 30 years old walked out from the crowd. This man was the head of the first regiment of Zhenwuzong, Wu Hui!
"If you don't dare to fight, surrender immediately, and I will leave you a whole body later!"

"I've seen arrogant ones, but I've never seen you so arrogant."

A cold snort came from the Zongmen resident, and as the words fell, a figure suddenly shot out from the Zongmen resident.

"It's him! The head of the Ziye Divine Guard in Tushen Pavilion, Liuyun!"

"Captain Liuyun has come out, is it possible that Ziye Shenwei is going to fight?"

"I'm really excited. I don't know what kind of strength that Ziye Shenwei possesses."

The person who appeared was Liu Yun!
Liu Yun was dressed in a silver robe, with long hair and a shawl. Following his appearance, Ziye Shenwei finally walked out of the Zongmen's resident amidst the expectant eyes of those casual cultivators.

Ziye Shenwei's clothes are all dark purple in color, which seems to agree with the name 'Ziye Shenwei'.

A total of about 100 people stood there without threatening anyone at all.

Compared with the first legion of Zhenwuzong, Ziye Shenwei's 100 people are really too few.

On average, it takes one person to fight 300 people before he can defeat the opponent.

Obviously, this is extremely difficult.

"Dragon Vein Realm? Dragon Blood Realm? Is this the Ziye Divine Guard of the Tushen Pavilion?"

"Isn't this level of cultivation too low? With this level of cultivation, can you still be regarded as the Ziye Divine Guard? Above these ordinary disciples?"

"Being able to become Ziye Shenwei must have their strengths. I'll just wait and see."

Those casual cultivators had some hope, they thought Ziye Shenwei's cultivation would be much better than those ordinary disciples, but they didn't expect that the highest level was only at the dragon blood level.

"Is this that shitty Ziye Shenwei from Tushen Pavilion?"

Wu Hui, head of Zhenwuzong's First Legion, also laughed disdainfully: "With your little cultivation, you want to compete with my Zhenwuzong's First Legion? It's a fantasy!"

"Ignorant fool."

Liu Yun said lightly, then waved his hand and said, "Let them see the strength of Ziye Shenwei."

"Yes."

The 100 people nodded calmly, and immediately rushed out.

"boom!!"

The No.1 shot made everyone stay in place.

I saw the ground was torn apart with a bang, and a large number of ground spikes emerged from the ground. The people of the first legion of Zhenwuzong couldn't react in time, and they were pierced through!
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Pillars of blood erupted from these people, but if they were hit, they would definitely penetrate their bodies and die on the spot!
"Isn't this the blow that Su Baliu used before? It killed more than 1 people at that time!" Someone said in horror.

They could see clearly that nearly a thousand True Martial Sect disciples died with just this blow.

And following this person, another person made a move.

But under the dancing of his palm, there was a strong wind, and the dust on the ground was swept up. Visible to the naked eye, there were wind blades forming one after another, cutting towards the disciples of the true martial arts sect.

"What is this?!"

Wu Hui's face was a bit ugly, and there was also a wind blade in front of him, and he slashed it down, and immediately split the wind blade in half.

But there are too many wind blades, he can not get hurt, but others can't react in time, some are even cut by more than a dozen wind blades, almost in the blink of an eye, only one pair of wind blades is left. skeleton.

(End of this chapter)