"This sword should be slashed at you. ”

His tone was flat, and he slashed horizontally with a backhand, and the sword soared, continuing to be several zhang long, and under the bright sword light, there was faintly a fire flower extinguished.

Luo Meng raised his sword to block, and there was another 'bell', and a gap was cut out of the big sword.

"Die!"

Luo Meng was furious, raised his sword and slashed down, Zhang Yang dodged to the side lightly, and another sword stabbed out.

'Bell!'

Romon backhanded his sword and then retreated sharply.

But Zhang Yang stepped forward, flipped his left hand, swung his magic sword, and pulled out one brilliant sword after another.

'Bell, bell, bell, bell'

Under the power of this magic sword, Luo Meng had almost no strength to resist, and every time he resisted, the big sword had an extra gap.

"Damn, what kind of martial arts is this! You can't even cut it with meteoric iron!"

Romon was shocked and angry.

At this time, the big sword in his hand has been damaged in many places, and I am afraid that it will not be able to support it for much longer.

"Run!"

Luo Meng is worthy of being an old powerhouse in the world, a giant of Hongmen, and when he saw that he was not an opponent, he had the idea of retreating. He knew that Zhang Yang was here to kill him, and he absolutely couldn't let him go.

I saw him slash down with a sword, directly let go of his hands, and threw the big sword out like a dart, and then the whole person jumped backwards, borrowing this reverse thrust force, and flew out upside down at a speed like the wind.

"This sword is what I gave back to you!"

Zhang Yang raised his hand slightly, waved down his sword in the air, and read four words in his mouth:

"Eight! Waste! Return! Yuan!"

I saw a white light suddenly appear in the night sky, stretching across the sky, like a comet crossing the sky. Its edge is indescribable, and the huge field has been crossed by a brilliant white line, everything has been cut open, and even a huge sword mark of 100 meters long has been pulled out of the ground.

'Whew!'

A screeching whistle sounded in the air, like an airplane breaking through the sound barrier, churning in the air and pulling out a long tail mark.

The distance of hundreds of meters was crossed in an instant in the face of the speed that surpassed the sound barrier. Before Romon could react, the white line had already been cut.

“NO!”

Romon turned around and raised his hands forward, as if trying to block the white line.

However, the edge of this white line is too strong to be resisted by manpower. I saw that the white line stretched across the heavens and the earth, with a fierce killing intent, directly through Luo Meng's hands and body, his indestructible, comparable to the acquired Dao body, was easily crossed like a papier-mâché.

Romong's expression instantly froze, and on the middle line of his body, bright red blood flowed.

This Hongmen giant who dominates the world, even the European Union has nothing to do with him, almost standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, infinitely close to the martial arts master, but under the edge of Zhang Yang's sword, all life force was taken away in an instant, and the whole body was separated from the middle, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

"This..."

Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded.

The edge of that sword, across the sun and the moon, cannot be described in words, it is enough for them to remember for a lifetime!

"Mr. Romont... He's dead. ”

The Grand Lama said in a trembling voice.

In fact, what he said was nonsense, people were cut in half, and their internal organs and intestines flowed all over the ground, which was not only dead, but dead.

This shocking battle finally came to an end with the news of Rommon's death.

"It is said that Mr. Zhang is an immortal in the world... I'm going to be skeptical... What foolishness. ”

Liu Dewu put down the binoculars, and a storm surged in his heart.

Breaking through the air with a sword, sweeping a radius of 100 meters, splitting Luo Meng who was 200 meters away in half, this kind of ability has completely surpassed the scope of martial arts masters, and it is not something that mortals can do at all!

This is not an immortal, what is an immortal?

......

At this time, Zhang Yang gently waved his sleeves, swept to the eaves not far away, and said with a smile: "The two masters, we have met again." ”

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, we are just passing through!"

The Grand Lama clasped his hands together, then pulled his companion, and the two of them turned around and ran.

Even a world-class powerhouse like Luo Meng was cut in half with a sword, such a person is really terrifying, I am afraid that only the Great Heavenly Master himself can restrain him.

Before they could take two steps, they were forced to stop by Zhang Yang's words:

"Shall I allow you to go?"

The two of them were shocked, and the great lama turned around and shouted, "Don't deceive people too much! You have already robbed us of our thousand-year-old elixir, what else do you want?"

"Huh. Zhang Yang smiled and said calmly: "I came here today to clear the scene, and all the people related to Luo Meng are, wanting, dead." ”

As soon as these words came out, a cold and solemn aura spread around him, making the two lamas feel as if they were in an ice cellar.

"You—you dare to kill us?

The great lama couldn't help but sneer, and before he could speak, he suddenly fell silent.

I saw a white smoke sword qi piercing through the night sky, galloping forward, and instantly slashing through his throat, its speed was so fast that even his half-step martial arts cultivation could not react.

'Ugh'

The great lama clutched his throat and fell backwards, losing his vitality in an instant.

"Ahh

The lama, who was a little shorter, was startled, and the whole person jumped backwards, like a cricket, and flew more than 20 meters.

"Want to run?"

Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed, his hand pinched the sword trick and pointed it from afar, and another sword qi galloped by, and just when he was about to pierce the lama's throat, suddenly the rosary on the lama's body lit up, and a golden light appeared, blocking this sword as fast as thunder.

"Yo?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised, but he quickly adjusted and said lightly: "Talisman?"

Sure enough, I saw that the golden light became more and more bright, and in the golden light, there was an ethereal and deep human voice:

"Who is bold enough to hurt the personal disciple of the deity?"

Hearing this, the lama's face was immediately full of joy and exclaimed, "Master, Master!

As a personal disciple of the Great Heavenly Master, how could he not recognize it, this was like his own master's voice!

He pointed at Zhang Yang and said fearlessly: "My master is here, you murderer, you are dead!"

"Hmph, it's a mystery. Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and directly hit the burning cloud hand, the huge palm print collided with Jin Hui, and the two sides dissipated at the same time.

And the voice that the lama regarded as a life-saving straw also disappeared after the golden light dissipated.

"Master, Master?" the lama was dumbfounded.

"Your master didn't come, he just brought you a message. Zhang Yang said calmly.

He had already recognized that the talisman worn by this lama should have been blessed with some kind of spell, and whenever he encountered danger, the magic weapon would be automatically activated on the one hand to help resist disasters, and at the same time, it would also urge the spell to trigger the seal.

There are different types of imprints, images, sounds, or special objects, in short, they are meant to tell the enemy who you are, and the person you want to kill is my apprentice, so don't touch him.

According to the Taoist book, in the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of talisman is very common, and it is generally only qualified to be worn by elite disciples of the sect. Because it mainly sells favor accounts, this thing is used less than once, if each apprentice wears one, then how many times can this person please use it?

If it is an ordinary Venerable Master or a martial arts master, after seeing this mark, even if there is a great murderous intent, you have to hesitate for a long time, after all, this is the personal disciple of the Great Heavenly Master, if you still kill it, although the Great Heavenly Master does not have the ability to teleport thousands of miles, but with the strength of Tibetan Buddhism, it is not difficult to hunt you down to the ends of the earth.

But these concerns are obviously ineffective for Zhang Yang.

What kind of great celestial master, it seems to be very prestigious, even Saito Yun, the president of the Feng Shui Association, has changed color when he hears the wind, but Zhang Yang doesn't know this bullshit great celestial master at all, even the thousand-year-old magic medicine, if he said that he would rob it, how could he buy his account?

'Bang-'

Seeing Zhang Yang stretch out his hand, a sword qi extended out, and it simply pierced the lama's throat decisively and mercilessly, killing him with one blow.

After dealing with these, Zhang Yang used his divine thoughts to probe the surroundings again, and after finding no potential danger, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the wound on his right shoulder was no longer bleeding and was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The acquired Dao body is different from mortal wombs, it is condensed by the aura of heaven and earth, as long as the aura is not exhausted, it can repair itself without limits, not to mention that it is just a knife, even if it is a broken hand or foot, it can grow new on its own.

Although the trauma is fine, after all, it is only a half-finished acquired body, and the broken bones and lung damage are not so easy to heal.

"It seems that I will have to take it easy in the future, and I will break my muscles and bones for a hundred days, and it seems that I will have to recuperate for a while..."

Zhang Yang sighed lightly, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and practiced the magic in his heart.

At this moment, there were suddenly a few steam sounds in the distance, and I saw three large green trucks rushing into the manor, followed by a large group of special service squadrons rushing out, surrounding the entire field.

"What about the enemy, the enemy?"

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