Chapter 427: Seven Stars Reappear

The people around also felt that Zhang Ren was very inappropriate, and the two academy teachers just wanted to come over to help, but Ling Kun shook his right hand, and the silver light caused the hair of the two teachers to fall one after another, and the ground was covered with black silk, which was obviously the mercy of the other party's subordinates, otherwise the two teachers would definitely die. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Don't come here." Zhang Ren raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "I have a way to deal with him." ”

Several teachers still wanted to come over, but they were stopped by Qiu Baihe, who rushed here. He could see it. As long as Dan Mengzi's woman doesn't come, only Zhang Ren may be able to stop him, and the others will go up for nothing.

Zhang Ren's words made Ling Kun stunned for a moment, he shook the Heavenly Silk in his hand, and said with some surprise: "You said there is a way to deal with my Heavenly Silk?" Then I'm going to see what I need. ”

Zhang Ren nodded, gently stretched out the seven-star sword, and said lightly: "Please!" ”

Good!

Ling Kun's right hand suddenly flashed with a strange light, and the silver heavenly silk suddenly **** out like a lightning light. Zhang Ren didn't fight head-on at all, he shot seven or eight meters backwards, and the sword in his right hand had already swept out horizontally, and the back of the sword hit a stone on the ground.

Between the lightning and flint, the stone was already like a cannonball flying out, smashing into Ling Kun fiercely. But Ling Kun sneered: "The carving insect is a small skill, and you can help me and you." ”

In an instant, the silver flickered, and the stone had turned to powder. But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished sweeping a stone, Zhang Ren's sword was constantly slapped, and the stones on the ground were smashed towards Ling Kun like raindrops in the sky.

The crackling sound sounded, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Kun was really in a hurry. However, after all, Ling Kun was the most outstanding Guoshu disciple of the Tianshan Sect today. In an instant, the thousand-year-old heavenly silk in his hand unfolded wildly, and suddenly turned into ten thousand crystalline and clear light, encompassing all the gray stones, crushing them and turning them into dust.

However, before the dust could fall, a dazzling light suddenly shot out, piercing through the smoke and dust in the sky and shooting directly at Ling Kun. This is Zhang Ren's tactic, and the most powerful thing about the opponent's heavenly silk is that it is sharp, long, and secretive that people can't notice. Zhang Ren's tactic is to disturb the opponent's eyes with the dust in the sky, and then attack suddenly.

It's an old-fashioned trick, but it works.

However, among the eight methods of the Tianshan Sect, there is a national technique to control this kind of heavenly silk, whether it is a long-range attack or a close combat, it has a very mature technique. And Ling Kun is the most outstanding Guoshu disciple of the Tianshan Sect, seeing Zhang Ren using this method to deal with himself, he couldn't help but sigh, his right hand suddenly drew a circle quickly, and the thousand-year-old heavenly silk erupted with a suffocating chill, and the place he passed, even the soil and stones that he smiled at turned into dust, and in an instant, a ring was formed to trap Zhang Ren in it.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to kill, but I don't want to die either!"

After a sigh, the ring had turned into a ruthless knot of death, rapidly shrinking, and in his eyes, Zhang Ren was already a guy who had no way not to die. And Sun Sisi in the distance, Qiu Baihe and the others were also shocked, and four or five teachers from the National Art Academy instinctively prepared to pounce, but it was too late.

But no one could have imagined that a move that was obviously bound to be won would be a blank trick. Zhang Ren's body disappeared into the void in an instant. Even Ling Kun, a strong Dan Jin, was shocked, this was a move that he was bound to get, and the other party seemed to know it in advance, which was extremely weird.

It was also that he was too surprised, at that moment, Zhang Ren's body had appeared half a meter away from the right side of the Heavenly Silk, and the sword in his right hand fell fiercely and was inserted into the circle of Heavenly Silkworm Circle, what everyone didn't expect was that the seven-star sword in Zhang Ren's right hand rotated again and again, and he actually rolled the Heavenly Silk on the blade of the sword, and formed a posture of confrontation with Ling Kun.

In fact, this is completely calculated by Zhang Ren, although the secret book of Tianshan's national art is hidden, it is still forced by the old man of the Seven Stars Zhang Ren to memorize, after the silk appeared that day, Zhang Ren immediately remembered the use of this thing, as well as the means of fighting the enemy.

And the reason why he attacked with clods of earth at the beginning, and then attacked suddenly, was actually to let Ling Kun turn into a step-by-step killing machine to deal with him. As long as Ling Kun wanted to trap him with a thousand layers of silk, he could rely on the Seven Star Divine Sword to roll up the Heavenly Silk, which was also a last resort.

Ling Kun was slightly stunned, nodded and said, "Good strategy, it's a pity that it's a good sword." ”

His right hand slid up quickly, and the silk was getting closer and closer, and a layer of dense cobweb-like things was laid on the Seven Star Sword, and the blade was actually buzzed by this powerful pressure, and the feeling was as if it was about to bite the steel teeth, piercing and trembling.

The next moment, a wave of Dan power suddenly burst out from Ling Kun's hand, and a strange and strange light flashed on the Heavenly Silk, and the sword blade actually made a buzzing sound, as if there had been a mournful roar.

Ay! Ling Kun sighed, the sword in the other party's hand can also be regarded as a rare and famous sword, but it is a pity that he touched his five-thousand-year-old heavenly silk, and the final result was only a broken picture, and from then on, there was one less famous sword in the world, which was also his sin.

The buzzing sound grew louder and louder, and the tenacity trembled wildly, while the others had stepped back to prevent being accidentally injured by the shattered blade. Nie Qingshui's face changed slightly, his fists clenched, and he said vigorously: "Zhang Ren let go, otherwise you won't have a chance." ”

The sword blade trembled more and more, the scream became louder and louder, and Zhang Ren's hand seemed to tremble.

Terrible, powerful, incomparably sad, indifferent pain, all the negative emotions seemed to pass through the blade and entered Zhang Ren's body, making him feel a kind of pain that he couldn't breathe, couldn't explain, couldn't speak.

"That's it! Break it! Sword! Ling Kun sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

There was a suffocating sound above the blade, and at last the rustling sound finally disappeared, replaced by an indescribable screeching sound. Everyone involuntarily retreated, such a powerful divine sword, if it shattered, the lethality was unimaginable.

However, at this moment.

Zhang Ren, who had obviously appeared in pain, suddenly smiled and said lightly: "You, think too much." ”

His trembling hands suddenly became firm and persistent, and the powerful power seemed to burst out from the divine sword, making people have an indescribable, indescribable peak of light and shadow. Suddenly, on the blade of the Excalibur, seven dazzling stars appeared, bright, brilliant, and full of powerful killing power.

Ding!

A piece of silk was broken, and then in the midst of the sharp edge, countless legends of the indestructible thousand-year-old silk were broken, sharp and unparalleled before, but after that, it had already crossed countless cotton-like things and passed away with the wind.