Pursuing Immortality

"You run, run! Hahaha, passed down from heaven to heaven, like a mourning dog, let's see, this is your Central Plains orthodoxy, and this is your strength of Dragon Tiger Mountain!"

After a few short breaks, the huge square was smashed with so many holes, Zhang Ziliang's anger was soaring and he couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Shouyang had been forced to the corner, and when he heard it seemed angry, he shouted, "I don't want to deceive people too much. I will let this life go, and I will fight with you!"

He immediately stood and pulled out a peach sword from his waist, and said, "Please call on the peach sword god, and descend from the heavens and earth. The small law sacrifices flying swords. There is no killing.

When the wooden sword waved, a layer of wave shrouded the sword body, and the volley flew up to take the opponent's first level.

"Sword Art, Little Doyle!"

Zhang Ziliang was very disdainful, Liu Whip fluttered, "Jiu Damu breaks down, give me a break!"

Snapped!

The willow branch was drawn on the peach sword, but the imaginary break didn't appear, but the speed of the sword suddenly accelerated, pulling out a long shadow, stabbing at the opponent.

"This is not sword sacrifice!"

Zhang Ziliang was shocked. He leaned, rolled suddenly, and avoided it.

brush!

Before he had stabilized his center of gravity, he felt severe pain in his left arm, turned his head, and saw that his left forearm was empty and blood squirted, leaving only a section of his upper arm to see the bones.

Hum!

He felt dark again and was in a coma. He quickly patted Zhang Fuzheng on his body and swallowed a pill to barely calm down the injury.

"it is good……"

Zhang Jintong could see clearly, half of his **** was raised, and then he sat down silently. Lu Yuanqing shook his head and sighed, unfortunately!

It's a pity that this trick is called Sword Sword Art, which is exactly the trail method found in the White Crane Palace.

It has no such things as sword qi and sword awn, it is just a side alchemy, which has little potential for improvement. It is a low version of Feijian. But the advantages are also very obvious: low casting threshold, easy to use, relaxed requirements on swords, both peach and steel swords can be used.

敕 Sword art is a move, a sword flying out, it will turn into a residual image, the power is considerable.

In simple terms, do you know the enchantment?

This was created by the Baihe Taoist in his spare time, and he kept it in the jade bamboo slips. Zhang Shouyang thought of it unexpectedly, but the other side avoided it.

"Zhang Shouyang!"

Zhang Ziliang was angry and mad. He was crazy and could not affect the Quartet. He pulled out a yellow scroll. "This is what you asked for, you asked for it!"

"Come, please come to the soldiers, the chains and the chains will follow me.

He spurted the blood on the scroll, and the scroll was red, as if the starting power was insufficient, and then it went dark again. His eyes were gloomy and he made a fierce blow, grabbing his left upper arm with his right hand, tearing his luck.

"what!"

With a scream, the scene was horrified, and the man tore one of his left arms alive, and the blood flowed soaked into the yellow shaft.

He twitched with pain, even holding his broken arm down, and pressing **** the scroll, immediately showing a blur.

"The soul-stirring boy Shep Lang, the soul capture is not long-lived, the ghost soldiers are now!" He roared again.

"Roar!"

"call!"

Suddenly, there were overcast winds in the field, the ghosts wailed, and everyone on the wall was frightened, like hell. This scroll is a small law scroll left by the ancestors. Inside it seals five Yin soldiers. Once released, it is chasing after souls and claiming life, and no souls exist.

Mu Kun's face changed immediately, which was beyond the scope of the two sides fighting, and Lu Yuanqing stood up timidly, ready to stop.

Zhang Shouyang had a calm expression, with a little unwillingness, and couldn't help lamenting in secret: Is the ancestor of the heavenly master on the line, am I destined to never be here?

"Lend you a sword."

Who?

He shook his spirits suddenly, only listening to a light voice in his ear, repeating, "Lend you a sword."

"you……"

Zhang Shouyang squeezed his lips tightly, and a figure appeared in his head, but he couldn't think much at the moment, hesitated for a moment, swiped it, and offered a peach sword.

"Hahaha, Qianqi donkeys are poor!"

Zhang Ziliang raised his head and laughed, roaring: "Go, peel me a cramp and ingest the soul. I want him to never be born again!"

"Roar!"

A large swath of black smoke emerged from the scroll, forming a dark cloud behind him. The fierce and insidious soldiers in the cloud appeared, and the cloud flew forward.

brush!

At the same time, the peach-wood sword flew over again, plain and honest. He waved the willow whip, looked at the wooden sword, and determined that it was the same as the last time, sneer: "The six dozen spirits are scattered, give me ..."

Ga!

He got stuck in his throat for the second half of the moment, Zhang Kuang became horrified, sneer became stiff, and cried like crazy: "This is impossible!"

boom!

That sword seemed to fly from outside the sky, halfway through the sky, the sword light soared suddenly, a puff of golden flames poured out of the sword body, majestic, magnificent, murderous Ling Qiongcang!

As if any word could not describe its speed and power, it cut off the willow whip and broke into the cloud barrier.

"Roar!"

"咝 咝 ... 咝 咝!"

The five Yin soldiers mourned violently, and the black clouds rolled like waves, rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sky is golden, the flames are like lotus, swaying and swaying, covering half of the square, in the red and black staggering, the crowds are dazzled and the heart is moving.

Almost instantaneously, the ghost soldier turned into a gray fly.

Sword comes to Jin Mang solution, clear blue ghost fog disappear!

"no no……"

Zhang Ziliang stayed like a wooden chicken and was so confused that he did not even dare to develop resistance. He only felt his eyes stabbing, and then his consciousness became dark, not even the slightest pain.

"..."

The crowd looked at it stupidly, the wooden sword opened the willow whip, penetrated the black cloud, and killed him all the way, like tofu.

Huh!

Zhang Ziliang was divided into two, half of the corpses separated from left to right, and fell to the ground neatly.

Dead silence!

The East Hermitage was silent and silent.

The crowd on the wall were stunned, their mouths widened, and the reflection arcs of their minds and limbs were all halted. I was chased just now. Why, how did I win?

Oh yes! It should be that Zhang Shouyang deliberately hid, finding the right time to kill him in one shot?

There is also a surge of passion, fluttering and planting from the wall, falling on the ground and grinning grinning: "Hahaha, I am mighty in the mountains! Daemons are powerful! Xia Guowei!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Zhang Ziliang's gatekeeper rushed over to collect the body for him, his hands and feet were slow and his eyes were complicated. The backing fell, and his spirits were lost, and there was great fear in his grief.

"Snoring ... snoring ..."

Zhang Shouyang looked at the stage, and thirty-five friends slipped past, and finally stopped in the last seat, where there was no one left.

"Oh, it's really over!"

He secretly smiled bitterly. After all, he was helped by others to win the match. For a moment, there were signs of frustration and instability. But then, it became extremely firm: I fought for Taoism, but I was incompetent, and I would cultivate in the future.

"Ugh……"

Mu Kun sighed, without sorrow or joy, and this result was expected.

Either Longhushan wins, overseas wins, or Phoenix Mountain, Longhushan wins ... When planning before, we took into account the relationship between Gu Xi and Tianshifu.

He shook his head, walked slowly to the stage, and announced loudly: "Zhang Ziliang was defeated, Longhushan won!"

……………………

Zhang Ziliang died, and the gatekeepers were still there. According to the agreement, they could go, but the learned ethics must remain. There is no need for Longhushan to take any action, the government will help them cook.

These disciples have followed Zhang Ziliang for many years, knowing his secrets.

They are also very knowledgeable about current affairs. After all, they can be frank and still save their lives. In addition to Orn, several other disciples of the Xia Kingdom revealed their intention to join Tianshifu.

At that time, there were a lot of things that were taken overseas. Among them, there were 72 Fuyu mantras and 18 small implements of all kinds. These were all powerful but varied and had special uses.

The more powerful ones are the evil seals of Fangzhen Mountain, a 300-year-old peach sword, two purple charms and five blue charms.

Tianshiyin does exist, but it is not in Zhang Ziliang's hands, but stays in the secret room of Tianshifu in Nanyang together with the "Taishangyu Guijing".

No way, the singular bureau discussed with the Daoyuan again, and sent a few good people to get Yin Yunyun, without mentioning it.

After the duel, everyone gathered in Tianshifu. Although Chen Muzi died, Zhang Shouyang was also weak and needed to be recuperated for several months, but the overall atmosphere was very cheerful.

"Congratulations, the division of Heaven and Earth for a century, and the unification under your presidency ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is well-known throughout the ages."

In the hall, tea, Lu Yuanqing replaced tea with tea, and toasted Zhang Jintong.

"Oh, dare not be, not dare, just fortunately, thanks to your help!"

Oops, the storm is over, Zhang Jintong's soothing, happy to be like a rose, waving his hands and humbling.

"Where it is, the achievements of you and Brother Zhang can't be erased."

Everyone is in a good mood. Don't think that priests can't socialize, this is human nature.

"My grandfather!"

After speaking for a long time, Zhang Shouyang, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said, "Where is Gu Jushi now? I want to thank him in person."

"He left without waiting for the end of the fight, saying that he would return to Yingtan first, and return to Phoenix Mountain tomorrow."

Zhang Jintong paused and said, "I don't think it's better to see it. My heart knows that it's embarrassing to meet."

"..."

Zhang Shouyang was silent for a moment, and nodded, "Nothing."

The next Tan Chongzhen listened, and suddenly said, "Abbot, when will we return to the mountain?"

"If there is no change, return tomorrow."

"Oh, then I'll leave for a while and return home tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you have to be careful."

Basically, Lu Yuanqing generally respects their private affairs and gives them considerable respect on weekdays.

"All right, I'll leave now."

Tan Chongzhen looked a little weird, and he arched his hands and walked out of the inner hall with a thin body.

Zhang Jintong looked at his back. Xu was very old and suddenly felt sad. He said, "The old way is long."

"..."

Everyone said nothing, and for a long time, Lu Yuanqing sighed quietly, "Yeah, time is running out."

(This chapter is cute for KovenChan ...)

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