"You run, run! Hahaha, the dignified descendant of Shitian, is like a lost dog, you see, this is your orthodoxy in the Central Plains, this is your strength,"

In a short time, this huge square was shattered. Zhang Ziliang's arrogance soared, and he couldn't help laughing wildly.

Zhang Shouyang is desperate. Hearing this, he looked angry and fiercely shouted: "Don't insult others. I will fight you for my life!"

He immediately stood still, took out a peachwood sword from his waist, and read: "Worship the god of the peachwood sword, send people to patrol the earth, and use small methods to sacrifice flying swords, and there is no forgiveness for killing." The magic weapon is as fast as the law!"

With a wave of his hand, the wooden sword was shrouded in a layer of fluctuations. It flew into the air and took another person's head.

"Sacrificial fencing, little Doyle!"

Zhang Ziliang disdained it and threw away the wicker whip. "Nine dozen pieces of wood are broken. Spare me!"

Father.

The willow branch was inserted into the peachwood sword, and the imaginary shattering did not appear, and the speed of the wooden sword suddenly accelerated, pulling out a long shadow, and stabbing at the other party with a whoosh.

"This is not a sacrifice for fencing!"

Zhang Ziliang was frightened. He leaned back, rolling violently in place. He couldn't avoid it.

Brush.

Before he could stabilize his center of gravity, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm. He turned to look around and saw that his left forearm was empty, and blood was gushing out frantically, leaving only a hideous bone in his upper arm.

Oh.

He felt his mind dizzy and in a coma. He hurriedly took a picture of Huangfu and swallowed another pill to control his injuries.

"Good ......"

Zhang Jintong saw it very clearly. He lifted half of his hips and sat down quietly. Yuan Qing shook his head and sighed. What a pity!

It's a pity that this tactic is called Trouble Swordsmanship, which is the path method found in the White Crane Underground Palace.

It has no shockwaves or sword rays. It's just a secondary skill. It has no promotion potential. This is a low-level version of the Flying Sword. However, the advantages are also very obvious: the casting threshold is low, it is easy to use, and it is easy to use. Both peach and steel swords can be used.

Kiki's swordsmanship is a move, a sword flies out, it will turn into an afterimage, and the power is quite great.

To put it more bluntly, do you understand the enchantment?

This was created by the people of the White Crane Dao in their spare time, and it is conveniently recorded in the jade bamboo slips. Zhang Shouyang thought of something unexpected, but the other party escaped.

"Zhang Shouyang!"

Zhang Ziliang was enraged. He looks like a madman. He couldn't help but spread in all directions. He brushed off a yellow scroll and said, "You found it yourself." You brought it on yourself!"

"Please pray that the Yin Army will arrive soon. Chains and locks will follow me. The enchanted boy will grab the soul, grab the soul. It won't last forever!"

He squirted Xue Jing on the scroll. When the reels glow red, it's like there's a lack of activation, and then it turns black. His eyes were gloomy, and he suddenly made up his mind, his right hand grabbed his left arm, and luck was torn.

"Ahh

With a scream, the scene was terrified. The man had skinned one of his left arms alive, bleeding profusely and soaking the yellow shaft.

He twitched in pain, put down his broken arm, and pressed the scroll hard, revealing a faint mark at once.

"This enchanted boy captured Lang's spirit, his soul, his immortal spirit. The evil army is now!" he roared again.

"Ho!"

"Shout!"

Early in the day, there was a gloomy wind blowing in the stadium, ghosts crying and wailing, and everyone on the wall was terrified, like hell. This is a small law book left by our ancestors. It contains five Yin soldiers. Once released, it will be a quest for soul and life, leaving no living thing behind.

Mu Kun's face suddenly changed, this was beyond the scope of the competition between the two sides, and Yuan Qing also stood up, ready to stop.

On the other hand, Zhang Shouyang looked very serious and a little reluctant, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: Am I destined to die here, because the ancestors of the Heavenly Master are all in this world?

"Can I borrow your sword?"

Who?

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain, and he heard a clear and faint voice in his ear, repeating, "I can lend you a sword." ”

"You ......"

Zhang Shouyang pursed his lips, and a figure vaguely appeared in his mind, but at this moment he hesitated for a moment. He waved his hand and pulled out a peachwood sword.

"Hahaha, donkey's skills are exhausted!"

Zhang Ziliang raised his head and said with a smile: he shouted, "Go ahead, peel my skin, make me cramp, and swallow the living soul." I want him to live forever!"

"Ho!"

Large areas of black smoke poured out of the scroll, forming a dark cloud behind him. The fierce and evil Yin soldiers in the clouds loomed and joined the clouds and swooped forward.

Brush.

At the same time, the peachwood sword flew again, flat and solid, without any unusual shape. He wielded the wicker whip and looked at the wooden sword, making sure he wasn't worse than last time. He sneered, "Six dozen souls have dispersed. Give them to me......"

Ga.

He jammed his throat in the second half, his arrogance turned to fear, his sneer turned to stiffness, and he shouted like madness: "This can't be!"

Boom.

The sword seems to have flown from outer space. Halfway through, the sword light suddenly soared. A beam of golden flame poured out of the sword. Wei Wei Huang Huang Huang

As if there were no words to describe its speed and power, the head slashed off the wicker whip and entered the cloud barrier.

"Ho!"

"Hiss... Before!"

The five Yin soldiers howled and cried, and the dark clouds rolled in, rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sky was covered in golden light, and the flames swayed like lotus flowers. Half of the square was obscured. In the red and black, all the people are dazzled and their hearts are pounding.

Almost instantly, the Yin Soldier was reduced to ashes.

The sword unleashed towards the golden mountain, and the ghost fog disappeared in the clear sky!

"No, no......"

Zhang Ziliang was stunned, his brain was in chaos, and he didn't even dare to resist. He only felt a stinging in his eyes, and then his consciousness darkened. He didn't even realize the pain.

“......“

The crowd looked at him dumbfoundedly. The wooden sword broke the wicker whip, pierced through the clouds, and killed him along the way, like cutting tofu.

Burst!

Zhang Ziliang was divided into two parts, about half, and fell to the ground.

Dead!

The East Hidden Palace was completely silent.

The man on the fence opened his mouth wide and was dumbfounded. Their thinking and the reflex arcs of their limbs are in a state of collapse. He was chased and beaten just now. How did he win?

Oh, yes! It should be Zhang Shouyang who is deliberately self-defeating, and if he finds the right time to attack, he will kill people!

The people were also very excited, they fell to the ground with a thud from the wall, grinning, "Hahaha, I am a mighty Dragon and Tiger Mountain! The gate is very big! Xia Guo is powerful!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Master Zhang Ziliang hurriedly collected the body for him. He has slow hands and feet, and his eyes are complicated. The supporters fell, confidence was suddenly lost, and grief was accompanied by great fear.

"Wheezing... Wheezing ......"

Zhang Shouyang looked up at the stage. Thirty-five friends slipped past and finally stopped at the last seat. There was no one there.

"Oh, it's really a matter of brushing your teeth!"

He smiled wryly. After all, it was the people who helped him win this game. For a moment, there were signs that he was depressed and unstable. But then, I became extremely strong: I fought for the integrity of Taoism, but my skills were poor. I will practice more in the future. I will repay you.

"Alas......"

Mu Kun sighed, there was no sadness, no happiness, and the result was expected.

Either Longhushan wins, or overseas wins, or Phoenix Mountain moves, Longhushan wins... Before planning, we considered the relationship between Wengu and Shitian Building.

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

.....................................................................................................................................................................

Zhang Ziliang's body is dead, and his master is still alive. According to the agreement, they can go, but what they have learned must be kept. There is no need to move Longhu Mountain. The government will help them deal with this.

These disciples followed Zhang Ziliang for many years and knew all his secrets.

They are also very sensitive to the current situation. After all, they can confess and save their lives. Except for Ang, several other Xia clan disciples expressed their willingness to join Shitian Palace.

At that time, a lot of things were taken overseas, including 72 charms and 18 small musical instruments of various kinds. These are ordinary powers, but varied, with special uses.

Even more serious is Fang Zhenshan's evil seal, a 300-year-old peachwood sword, two purple symbols and five blue symbols.

The Cullinan does exist, but it is not in Zhang Ziliang's hands. It was kept in the secret room of Tianfu in Southeast Asia along with the "Thai Merchant One Return Sutra".

There was no way, the Secret Service discussed it with the hospital, and sent a few team members to fight for printing time, but they didn't mention it.

After the duel, all the people gathered in Shitian Palace. Although the dead Chen Zimu and Zhang Shouyang also had a lot of strength and needed a few months of recuperation, the overall atmosphere was still very pleasant.

"Congratulations, Shi Tianlu has been divided for a hundred years and unified during your presidency, which is enough to make it famous all over the world. ”

In the inner hall, clean tea, Yuan Qing replaced the wine with tea and toasted Zhang Jintong.

"Haha, no, no, thanks to your help!"

Ouch, the storm has passed, and Zhang Jintong is so comfortable that he waves his hand like Duo Yueji.

"Without your and Brother Zhang's achievements, no one would have been able to erase them."

Everyone is in a good mood, and there are not many polite words. Don't think that Taoists can't socialize. It's human nature.

"Uncle!"

Zhang Shouyang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Where is Gu Jushi now? I want to thank him personally." ”

"He left before the end of the game. He said he would go back to Yingtan and Phoenix Mountain tomorrow. ”

Zhang Jintong was stunned for a moment and said, "I think it's better not to look at it." I know what I mean, it's awkward to meet. ”

“......“

Zhang Shouyang was silent for a while and nodded, "Okay." ”

Tan Chongdai next to him heard this, and suddenly said, "Abbot, when are we going back to the mountain?"

"If there is no change, we will be back tomorrow. “

"Oh, then I'll be away for half a day and get back to the office tomorrow morning."

"Well, you'll have to be more careful. ”

Basically, Lu Yuanqing usually doesn't care about their private affairs, and usually respects them quite much.

"Okay, I'll go first. ”

Tan Chongdai looked a little strange, arched his hand at everyone, and walked out of the inner hall with a very thin body.

Zhang Jintong looked at his back, he may be very old, suddenly felt sad, and said, "The old man's time is running out. ”。

“......“

After a long silence, Yuan Qing sighed lightly, "Yes, time is running out. ”