strictlysupreme Chapter 815 Luo Zha's terrifying finger sword, destroying the great master with one sword!
Chapter 815 Luo Zha's terrifying finger sword, destroying the great master with one sword!
Chapter 815 Luo Zha's Terrifying Finger Sword, Destroying the Great Master with One Sword!
"Shh!"
Two dazzling sword lights cut together.
The storm is raging!
Holding the sword in his hand, Luo Ling was thrown flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Her other arm could no longer be lifted.
On the shoulder, there was a wound with deep bones and bloody flesh.
The veil had fallen from her face.
The dress on his body was stained with blood, and he looked in a mess.
Zhuang Zhiyan was also not much better.
His long hair was messy, a bloodstain was cut on his chest, and his fists were even more bloody.
Both of them were pale and their eyes were languid.
Sudden assassination.
The opponent not only has a master in the middle stage of the grand master, but also a master in the early stage of the grand master, and several disciples in the late stage of the grand master.
What's more, Sikong Yun, who possesses the mid-term realm of a great master, is actually holding the most precious Dragon Chanting Sword of the Misty Immortal Sect Outer Sect!
The Xuantie Baoshan, which Zhuang Zhiyan relied on the most, was split into two halves.
All other magic weapons were cut and destroyed.
Some of Luo Ling's magic weapons were also fleeing, and most of them were destroyed.
Originally, the strength of the two was not much different from that of the other party, but the other party, as a member of the Misty Immortal Sect, not only has powerful skills, but also has more magic weapons.
They are not opponents at all.
Moreover.
In the beginning, they were suddenly attacked and severely injured.
So, all the way to become passive.
Otherwise, even if you lose the enemy and want to escape, the opponent will have nothing to do.
In the current situation, the two of them are at the end of the road.
"Sikong Yun! You despicable and shameless thing, even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"
Zhuang Zhiyan caught Luo Ling who was blown away by the air waves, then roared angrily, and charged forward.
Sikong Yun held the Dragon Chanting Sword in his hand, with a sneer on his face, swung the sword and slashed, and a huge sword light appeared with an ear-piercing scream.
Zhuang Zhiyan exerted his last strength and punched out.
The huge fist light and that sword light collided heavily!
A loud bang.
The terrifying air wave exploded!
Zhuang Zhiyan's body shook like a leaf in a hurricane, and was blown away directly.
Sikong Yun was also flapping in his robes, and suddenly flew backwards.
Zhuang Zhiyan fell in front of Luo Ling, the blood in his body surged, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and stood up again.
After Luo Ling took the pill, his soul power was rapidly recovering, and the sword in his hand was also rapidly accumulating strength.
He wants to continue to buy time for it!
Sikong Yun sneered, held the sword, and walked over step by step again.
Every time he took a step, the Dragon Chanting Sword in his hand suddenly increased in size.
He is also accumulating energy.
A stream of powerful energy in the body quickly poured into the sword in his hand, and a golden virtual dragon figure suddenly appeared on the sword of the Dragon Chanting Sword.
A terrifying aura instantly enveloped Zhuang Zhiyan and Luo Ling.
Zhuang Zhiyan clenched his fists, and a phantom of a mountain suddenly appeared behind him, his eyes were full of determination.
"Brother Zhuang, even if you are at your peak, it is impossible to block this sword of the old man. It is better not to struggle to the death. Self-destructive cultivation, the old man may spare our lives for the sake of the past. ..."
Sikong Yun sneered while accumulating the greatest strength.
Then he said again: "By the way, I forgot to tell you. When you fled into the canyon just now, the best disciples of your Dayan also followed. But you probably won't be able to see him. The old man, Junior Brother Wu, has already passed away." I went to find them, and I believe they will come back with their heads soon."
"puff--"
Zhuang Zhiyan spat out another mouthful of blood, and the phantom of the mountain that had just formed behind him flickered for a moment before disappearing again.
"Go and accompany them!"
Sikong Yun took advantage of this opportunity, and the Dragon Chanting Sword that had accumulated full strength suddenly raised with a "shua", and a deafening scream sounded, and then it slashed down towards the two of them like a giant sword holding up to the sky!
This sword seemed to drain Sikong Yun's power.
His face turned pale immediately, his body shook slightly, and he could hardly stand upright.
The terrifying sword light and sword energy, as well as the soul-shaking dragon's chant, instantly drowned the two of them inside!
Zhuang Zhiyan's face was pale, he put away his fists, and smiled miserably: "If I can die with Fairy Luo, I will die with no regrets!"
Luo Ling clenched the sword tightly, his eyes were still as cold as frost.
The dazzling and frightening sword light, carrying the aura of death, slashed down towards the two of them with a "boom"!
"call out--"
Immediately, it suddenly disappeared.
There was a sudden darkness in front of the two of them, as if in a dream, the dark sky appeared again in their sight, and Sikong Yun who was holding a sword not far away and sneering on his face.
Jianmang suddenly disappeared?
The sneer on Sikong Yun's face also suddenly stiffened.
"Brother Zhuang!"
Luo Ling suddenly shouted coldly, and then his figure flashed, and he flew over, and the sword that had already been charged in his hand suddenly slashed out!
Zhuang Zhiyan came to his senses immediately, and rushed over with the last of his strength.
"Shh!"
The phantom of the mountain behind him appeared again!
A look of panic suddenly appeared on Sikong Yun's face, he pointed his toes and floated backwards, and when he was about to raise the Dragon Chanting Sword in his hand, his face suddenly turned pale, and he put it away in a hurry.
Even with his cultivation base, he couldn't use the Dragon Chanting Sword multiple times.
Every move of the Dragon Yin Sword consumes a lot of his internal energy, and the sword just now has already made him unbearable.
"boom!"
He had no choice but to punch with his bare hands.
Luo Ling's sword light, together with Zhuang Zhiyan's fist light, collided heavily with the shadow of his fist.
Sikong Yun spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and was sent flying by the combined attack of the two.
Luo Ling and Zhuang Zhiyan's spirits were shaken immediately, and they chased after him again without giving him any chance to breathe!
When Zhuang Zhiyan was plundering, he hurriedly swallowed the elixir.
At the same time, he was holding a crystal clear primeval stone in one hand, and was recovering his strength rapidly.
Sikong Yun had no choice but to fight and retreat, shouting loudly: "Junior Brother Wu!"
at the same time.
Wu Tong happened to chase after him, and just as he was about to go over when he heard the shout, he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him, looking at him calmly.
"It's you!"
Wu Tong looked at him suspiciously, and said, "You absorbed the old man's fist light just now?"
Luo Qingzhou's voice was old and authentic: "It's the old man. The old man has been in seclusion for thousands of years. He wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but what he got in exchange was presumptuousness. Stop pretending. The old man is an ancient power, the realm of a martial god! Showdown Already!"
Wu Tong: "???"
At this time, Fairy Zixia and others who were hiding not far behind also saw this scene.
"Zixia, that disciple of yours is so bold, he dared to block a great master by himself!"
Luo Chang changed color.
Fairy Zixia hurriedly jumped down from the tree, and said in a loud voice: "Aunt Luo, go and help! Master Uncle and Senior Luo are about to turn defeat into victory, we must not allow Wu Tong and Sikong Yun to meet!"
"Let's go! Let's fight and retreat, and harass him!"
Luo Chang immediately jumped off the tree, and when he landed, his chest jumped suddenly.
"Feiyang, be careful!"
Immediately, Fairy Zixia led the crowd and rushed over.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, their steps froze suddenly, and they saw a terrifying scene.
The young man actually raised two fingers, with an unfathomable expression on his face, and slashed at Wu Tong lightly. With a "boom", a terrifying sword glow suddenly appeared from midair, instantly covering his entire face. The terrified Wu Tong was drowned inside!
"Boom!"
The huge sword glow landed with a crash!
A loud bang, earth-shattering!
A huge gully suddenly appeared on the ground, and a terrible storm of air waves roared and swept towards the surroundings!
That Deacon Wu, who had the cultivation base of a great master, didn't have any strength to resist, and was cut off directly, with disheveled hair, bloody flesh, and fell into the bottom of the pit!
An arm is missing!
Luo Shang and the others suddenly stared round their eyes, and opened their small mouths slightly.
"Master, Aunt Luo! He's not dead yet, so get him!"
At this time, the young man was still standing in the same place inscrutablely, but suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly.
Fairy Zixia and Luo Shang immediately reacted, and flew past with a "whoosh".
"Eat my punch!"
Fairy Zixia suddenly soared into the sky, her red skirt fluttering, her pink fist suddenly became huge, like a terrible hammer, smashing it hard!
"Eat my sword!"
Luo Chang flew up with the sword in his hand, slashed out with a sword, and a dazzling sword light flew towards the ravine!
"what--"
Wu Tong, who had just recovered his sanity, suddenly let out a shrill scream.
Immediately, the smashed chest was shattered, the brain burst, and was cut in half by a sword.
"Destroy the soul!"
Fairy Zixia punched out again, and the red glow was so bright that it instantly wiped out Wu Tong's spirit.
The dignified Misty Immortal Sect's Deacon Wu, who possessed the cultivation level of a great master, died in such a miserable way.
He probably never imagined in his dreams that Senior Brother Sikong just called him to come over to help him, why he was chopped down by Senior Brother Sikong's Dragon Yin Sword just as soon as he came over...
"Aunt Luo, there are many treasures on this person!"
Fairy Zixia suddenly looked at the corpse and said.
Immediately, he took out the dagger, jumped into the pit, and began to search for the corpses.
When Luo Chang heard this, his eyes lit up, and when he was about to jump down, he suddenly glanced at the young man not far away, and said with a dry smile: "Zixia, you can just take it, Aunt Luo is not interested in treasures."
"Wow, there are intermediate magic weapons and top-level magic weapons!"
"Wow, there are still a lot of primordial stones, all of which are middle-grade primordial stones!"
"Tsk tsk, there are still a few thousand-year-old panacea!"
"There are also pills!"
Fairy Zixia was very excited in the pit.
Luo Chang endured it, couldn't bear it anymore, immediately jumped up, threw himself on the ground, and said anxiously: "Zixia, save a few for Aunt Luo! Aunt Luo has also contributed!"
The deacon of Misty Immortal Sect naturally has a lot of treasures, and the quality must be good.
They came to the ancient forbidden land to take risks this time, not for the purpose of cultivating resources.
After a while.
Satisfied, the two of them came out of the pit with unfinished wishes.
"Wow!"
Zixia flicked her finger.
Wu Tong's body suddenly burst into flames and turned into ashes!
Immediately, like a little girl who got candy, she ran towards her apprentice with a happy face, and when she came close, she wondered: "My beloved disciple, why are you standing still here? Are you not interested in treasures?"
Luo Qingzhou's body suddenly went limp, and he leaned against her, saying: "Master, this disciple's legs are weak, give me a hand..."
"Which leg?"
"..."
Sister Yue said that Black Thunder's devouring skill can be used three times.
Although it was only the second time just now, the sword light just now was so strong that he almost couldn't bear it. If he released it later, he would probably explode and die.
The third time it definitely won't work.
But the power is really terrifying.
Take advantage of strength.
With his way, he also gave his body.
This exercise is really easy to use!
Fairy Zixia said with a stern face: "The evil disciple, you deliberately took advantage of the teacher, right?"
Luo Qingzhou leaned on her shoulder and said: "Master, this disciple really has weak legs... Also, the treasure you just snatched should belong to this disciple, right?"
Fairy Zixia hurriedly supported him: "My dear apprentice, since you are injured, please stop talking, let's go, I will help you to a safe place for the teacher."
With the support of the master and the apprentice, they walked forward affectionately.
Luo Shang and the others followed behind with strange expressions on their faces.
The girl in the white dress named Bai Weier unconsciously condensed a little bit of frost on her slender jade fingertips.
"boom!"
In the distance, the battle continued.
Luo Qingzhou quickly took out the spiritual liquid and dripped a few drops into his palm.
(End of this chapter)