"Roaring ........."

In the ancient vein of Shiyuan, a five-clawed golden dragon roared, biting towards another green dragon, the dragon's claws were in the air, almost tearing the void.

Breaking sorrow and shaking his heart, he didn't expect that after the dragon vein qi luck manifested into the dragon form, it could actually derive such combat power, almost no less than the body, no less than a powerhouse at the peak of the Returning Origin Realm.

Under the five-clawed golden dragon, the lonely cliff of the stone mountain, is a cold young man in his twenties, his eyes are closed, his face is like a knife, he is dressed in a snow-colored robe, his bearing is extraordinary, his black hair is tied up, the silk is like a sword, carrying a strange ancient sword with a black sheath, sitting cross-legged alone, faintly containing some kind of inexplicable sharp sword, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

He was a little familiar with this sword path, and he felt like a very person, but he couldn't touch it, and it was a little difficult to judge for a while.

"Sneer........"

The void was torn, a long crack opened, the terrifying wind tunnel, devouring the atmospheric vacuum, swept the turmoil, and the two golden dragons of luck had already played out the real fire, they were entangled, pure hand-to-hand combat, a battle of strength.

The dragon scales are flying, the dragon roar shakes the ancient veins, the stone garden is in all directions, there are nearly a hundred real people peeping, their hearts are shaken, it is hard to imagine that there are real monks, and their luck is strong enough to be comparable to the transcendent holy realm, which is really amazing.

The majestic dragon might, the arrogant roaring dragon roar, through the five-clawed golden dragon that was transformed from the ancient vein, was already entrained with a wisp of true dragon breath, just like two real dragons fighting and roaring.

Retracting his gaze, he didn't dig deeper, he came here to kill Zhongli and never suffer in the future, at this moment, someone helped contain the true monarch elder of the Ximen family, but it couldn't be better for him.

Looking around, it didn't take long for him to find Zhongli's figure.

The latter's face was pale, and he was a little angry, and a majestic figure like a great sun in front of him blocked the way.

Lu Xiangsheng's face was solemn and his wings spread across the sky, like a flame god's mansion, undefeated gods and demons, a red gold battle ge, wide open and closed, all kinds of killing sword qi were all shattered, but they were left in place to death, and they could not advance or retreat.

"Lu Xiangsheng, you are the general of the Ming Dynasty, the lord of a city, not the dog of their Xuantian Sect! There are so many colleagues here, you are so reckless, aiding and abusive, and there is still a dynasty and law in your eyes, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty?"

Stopped again, feeling the arrival of sorrow, Zhongli's eyes erupted with fire, and he said with hatred.

He is the Great Elder of the Burning Sun Sword Sect, his cultivation is extraordinary, in terms of combat power alone, he is on par, he is not afraid of Lu Xiangsheng, but he can't afford to delay, and he doesn't dare to stay for a moment.

Through just now, he already knew that the five disciples of the Burning Sun Sword Sect who came with him had all fallen, (two dead and one crippled were left, and they died in the aftermath of the Ximen Fu War, and there was no scum left.) Even his only disciple, Lu Chen, had already been killed by Wu Yue, the apprentice of Broken Sorrow.

It is obvious that he lost his disciple, and the hatred is as deep as the sea, but the situation is stronger than people, and the sorrow is here, obviously to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and to give his apprentice the aftermath, Zhongli has seen the means of breaking sorrow outside the city, and knows that he is not an opponent, so he is so angry at this time and wants to leave quickly.

It's a pity that Lu Xiangsheng's combat power is extraordinary, and his body is extremely powerful, and with Zhong Li's cultivation, it is impossible to get rid of the entanglement in a short period of time.

"Lu Xiangsheng is a close friend of this seat, and he made a move for personal friendship, and has nothing to do with the government, how can you be reckless and nonsense!"

At this moment, a figure appeared next to Lu Xiangsheng, the clouds were light and the wind was light, standing side by side, at the first glance, Zhongli's pupils contracted, and a heart sank to the bottom.

"Brother Broken, you came by coincidence, a little later, I'm afraid that Ben Jiang can't help it, and slaughter this old miscellaneous hair with his own hands!"

Lu Xiangsheng looked at Zhongli coldly, Zhan Ge pointed obliquely, and said with regret, what he said was true, just now, he had already had murderous intentions.

"I've worked hard, I still have a few jars of good wine here, and when I go back, I will personally make amends to you. ”

Breaking Chou smiled and shook his head, he didn't care about him, just looked at Zhong Li, and said lightly: "You are the Great Elder of the Burning Sun Sword Sect, Zhong Li?"

Outside the Ancient Elephant City, he had seen each other, but he didn't know Zhongli's identity, and he didn't take it to heart at all, so this was the first and last contact between the two.

"Not bad!"

The corners of Zhongli's mouth were bitter, his heart was as heavy as death, but his face was not revealed, he took a step forward, the crimson robe emitted divine light, and his eyes were like fire, as if he could see the earth fire magma, gurgling and moving.

"Death!"

Nodding slightly, without half a sentence of nonsense, he stopped worrying and stepped forward, and almost came to this person in one step, the sword in his hand was floating and manifesting, and pieces of blue and cold white sword qi were as majestic as the sea, breaking out, like a deep sea and ocean overturning, crystal bright as icicles, shattering the void.

Every sword qi slashing and pouring out, all of them were incomparable, extremely cold, the earth condensed in all directions, and many real people retreated, not daring to approach.

Heavenly Rank Dao Seat, the Elder of the Ximen Family True Monarch had not yet opened his eyes, and the black-robed True Monarch of the Wuyun Sect and the young woman and strong man of the Hehuan Sect looked at each other and were indifferent.

"Break your sorrows, you deceive people too much!"

Zhongli was furious, he couldn't imagine that Broken Sorrow was so decisive, there was no room for maneuver at all, in a hurry, he only had time, and summoned a red giant sword to protect his body, this giant sword cracked the earth, there were three zhang of burning earth fire, red as blood, and there was a divine flame scorching.

"Boom ........."

"Boom ........."

One after another, the sword qi slashed into the sky, like a mountain collapsing, the vast sea overturned, earth-shattering, all directions, many real people were alarmed, their eyes were pulled, and they condensed.

"Click........."

Broken sorrow's face was indifferent, the sword slashed like a fairy, approaching step by step, the edge became more and more majestic and fierce, and Zhongli kept retreating, unable to breathe at all.

The earth was on fire, the giant sword was like a mountain, and the hard sword was directly cracked, and the ground not far away was cracked, the void was shattered, and it was torn apart by the invisible force.

Breaking sorrow and taking another step, the sword was swallowed, the palm of his finger suddenly opened, and the sword in his hand broke through the air and flew into the rainbow, bursting out with monstrous might, and the void was frozen, like an extremely cold sword pillar crashing, directly smashing the three-zhang long red giant sword, and annihilating Zhongli behind him.

"Break the sorrow!"

The body protection Zhengang was shattered and slashed, the Dao robe was torn, and Zhongli let out a final scream, shaking the heavens and ancient earth, and soon fell silent.

Following the father and son of the Fang family, another strong man in the Burning Sun Sword Sect, the Great Elder Zhong Li, who had cultivated in the middle of the Returning Origin Realm, also fell into the hands of Xuan Chou, and now, there is only one real powerhouse left in the entire Burning Sun Sword Sect, guarding the mountain gate.

Maybe it's because of the hasty battle, maybe it's because of fear, or maybe it's because of the ruthlessness of this shot, both in the middle of the Returning Origin Realm, Zhongli's strength is even worse than that of Ximen Fulai.

Everyone was silent, they couldn't imagine that Broken Sorrow was so powerful and terrifying, with Zhongli's identity cultivation, under his sword, there was not even the slightest room for resistance, and in a few breaths, he was already defeated, and even the true baby could not escape.

(End of chapter)