Buzz Buzz......

The sound of the rapidly trembling bowstring was like a buzzer, and thousands of Xuantie arrows exuded energy fluctuations that enveloped ten thousand sword cultivators, and one after another all kinds of different spells were either vast, or rapid, or sharp, or frozen, or scorching heat, and the rain of arrows shot towards the sword cultivators.

Woo......

Ten thousand magic swords rose into the sky, piercing the canopy of spells and arrows, and shot at the thousands of Xiyue monks on the top of the mountain.

The two sides went back and forth to attack each other completely, a famous sword cultivator fell from the air, and a famous Xiyue monk fell from the top of the mountain to a cliff.

As soon as the attack and defense of Jian Yuanzong and the Xiyue monks on the top of the mountain on the south side of the Xilancang Pass came into contact, they directly burst out with the strongest combat power.

Sticking to the sky above the Xilan Cang Pass, the sword light of the four thousand Great Zhou Law Cultivation was stirring wildly, and the sword light within a radius of 100 zhang was like a cocoon. In the gaps of the sword light, one spell after another obscured the sky and the sun.

Opposite them, thousands of Xiyue monks sword light cut through the air and pierced the sword net, and thousands of spells fell into the sword net, and the sword light of the two sides saw the light spells against each other, and for a while the monks fell from the air like dumplings.

On the narrow mountain road outside the gate of Xilancang Pass, five hundred Xiyue innate monks were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, stabbing people's eyes with swords and guns, and thousands of Great Zhou Wuxiu were pressed to the rear step by step.

High in the air, Chu Jizhong's left foot straddled one step and three zhang, and with a wave of his right hand, the invisible qi condensed into a long illusory red long knife, and slashed at the black-faced man holding a double stick on the opposite side.

"Open!"

The big man roared angrily, and his two sticks were put together and smashed into the long knife of Gangqi.

Bang!

An earth-shattering muffled sound was still deafening in the chaotic battlefield. The black-faced man stepped on the void and took ten steps backwards in a row, one step at a time!

The long red knife suddenly collapsed, turning into pieces and shooting in all directions.

Puff puff......

The fragments collapsed, but the martial cultivators of the two sides in the melee below, whether it was the Great Zhou Monk or the Xiyue Innate, their bodies were cut apart without any resistance under this fragment, and the corpses immediately burned rapidly.

"What a Red Flame Knife!"

With a bang, the black-faced man stepped on the void with his eleventh step, as if a spring had been pressed to the lowest, and suddenly rebounded without warning, rushing towards Chu Jizhong.

"Die!"

With a snort, the big man's right hand with a pitch-black short stick covered his head and face and smashed into Chu Jizhong.

Chu Jizhong's shoulders swayed and floated out ten zhang, his hands spread out in front of him, and he suddenly pulled to the sides, and a long red Daguan knife was held in his hand, and the flames on the Daguan knife rose and the heat was pressing.

Rumble!

Daguan knife and double stick collided, the two of them retreated more than ten zhang, dozens of zhang below the Lancang River seemed to be suddenly chopped by a long knife, picking up nearly zhang high water strong.

"This is the real battle!" Chu Zheng rushed into the sky with his right foot, and his body moved towards the West Lancang Pass.

There are still a hundred zhang away from the West Lancang Pass, Chu Zheng's body stabbed the Lancang River, slammed on the ground, stepped on the turbulent river, and roared: "Step on the waves!"

With a bang, the foot-high waves in front of him were suddenly smoothed out, but behind Chu Zheng, there were two-foot-high waves swimming upstream.

One step and ten zhang, the second step out of Chu Zheng's back wave is one zhang higher!

The third step out, one foot in front of the waves is flat, and the back waves are two feet high!

The fourth step out, the turbulent Lancang River was calm and waveless, only the three huge waves behind Chu Zheng!

The fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth steps, the waves behind Chu Zheng are seven feet high!

Such a huge momentum moved both sides of the fierce battle.

On the narrow mountain road, the Great Zhou Wuxiu who fought on the waves in the river dodged one after another, and Chu Zheng faced the offensive like a tide of five hundred innate people in the west. But at this moment, the five hundred people in Xiyue were all moved.

"Senju Mountain!"

The ninth step out, with a snort, Chu Zheng went upstream, and the huge waves rose to nine zhang.

"Treading the waves of a thousand mountains, lawless!"

An angry roar resounded through the sky, and Chu Zheng threw a punch.

Airplanes......

Everyone only felt that the cliffs on both sides of the Lancang Canyon trembled slightly, as if forming a phantom shadow of the cliffs, and the aura of dozens of zhang in a radius was twitched, and there was a great majesty between heaven and earth.

Rumble!

The shadow of the fist is like a thousand mountains, and the big waves are monstrous!

Chu Zheng punched at the more than ten Xiyue innate people gathered together.

Bang!

These more than ten Xiyue innate monks seemed to have been slapped upside down by a thousand mountains and flew out, and it was as if there were monstrous waves in their bodies, wave after wave, wave after wave impact.

Burst!

More than ten congenitals spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, the first four congenital flesh and blood flew sideways, and the rest of the congenital spurted blood wildly and flew backwards dozens of feet, falling in front of the gate of Xilancang Pass with a bang.

Treading the waves, Yupin is at the top, and Chu Zheng comprehends to Dacheng.

Thousands of mountains, Yupin is at the top, Chu Zheng Dacheng, do your best!

The two complement each other!

"Hongmeng Taoist Scripture • Heaven and Earth Swallowing Qi", Chu Zheng accepts the qi of heaven and earth, borrows the momentum of heaven and earth, thousands of mountain shadows, and the water is nine zhang high!

This punch, Chu Zheng's peak blow!

Innate, who can stop it!

In the sky, nearly 10,000 pairs of method cultivators froze, and their hearts trembled. At this moment, they looked at Chu Zheng like a high mountain.

On the south side, nearly 20,000 sword cultivators on both sides looked sideways, seeing the nine-zhang huge waves and the thousand mountain shadows, this was a general trend, which made them irresistible in their hearts.

On the north side, more than 400 Xiyue have no innate momentum, who can compare to the momentum of the nine-zhang giant wave and the thousand mountains and shadows of heaven and earth!

Thousands of Great Zhou Martial Cultivators, the vast majority of whom were behind Chu Zheng, looked at the young man standing on the river with infinite reverence in his heart. In addition, nearly 1,000 martial cultivators leaned against the mountain wall and were dumbfounded, so that the 500 congenitals who were defeated and retreated were blinded in this way! This is Chu Zheng? The legendary Chu Zheng who was forced away by Chu Men?

On the Lancang Pass, the bodies of tens of thousands of Zhennan troops who watched from afar trembled, which was so excited that it was difficult to suppress the trembling.

"This punch ......" Zhou Qian was stunned and couldn't say any more. He didn't know what words to use to describe the power of this punch. Maybe the attack of the Qi Refining Chenggang Cultivator is more powerful, but there is definitely no such huge momentum, this punch is not to kill four congenitals, so that ten congenitals do not know whether they live or die, this punch is the general trend, the irresistible general trend!

"Chu Zheng...... Chu Zheng ......" Wu Tianxiong muttered to himself. His daughter once admired Chu Zheng in a letter, and she had heard that Chu Zheng defeated Zhao Yuanjun and almost killed Jiang Chuqing. Yesterday made Chu Zheng even more depressed. Today's Chu Zheng let him see what a genius is, what a supreme genius is! In front of him, any of the top ten geniuses of the Great Zhou are scum! He is not worthy of lifting shoes!

"This is Chu Zheng!" Zhang Jianqing sighed as he looked up to the sky. His own disciple Liu Cheng rescued Jiang Chuqing and mocked Chu Zheng, what kind of genius of Sword Yuan Sect, what ten geniuses, can only be blocked by Chu Zheng's punch in such a heaven as his own disciple?

Bang!

The huge waves crashed on the Xilancang Pass, and the streamers flickered non-stop.

"Chu Hong !!"

Suddenly, there was a deafening, hoarse roar in the sky. Chu Jizhong held a knife in his right hand and a fist in his left hand, the corners of his eyes were cracked, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily at the sky. The voice is full of infinite anger, infinite unwillingness, and infinite pain!

"Chu Hong?" In the sky, the black-faced men of the Xiyue tribe opened their eyes, clenched their hands and rushed towards Chu Zheng.

Such a young monk must not be allowed to live! Now he is by no means a Qi Refining Gang, and when he is Qi Refining and Cheng Gang, who else will be his opponent in the same rank? Such a person, such an enemy, must die!

"You're going to die!"

Chu Jizhong swung a knife at the other party, and the black-faced man's face changed, and he raised his double sticks to meet the attack.

Rumble!

The big man's face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth showed blood stains. Why is this blow so powerful! It is more than 20% more powerful!

"Die!" Chu Jizhong raised his knife and slashed like crazy! The black-faced man was defeated and retreated, defending but not attacking.

"You're going to die!"

An earth-shattering roar, no matter in the heavens or on the earth, regardless of the law and martial arts, thousands of disciples of Trumen were roaring with red eyes in the sky at this moment. Countless attacks frantically poured down on the side of the Western Vietnamese group.

"Kill!"

Tens of thousands of Great Zhou monks and Great Zhou warriors roared and launched the most powerful and decisive charge.

Zhang Xianju smiled when Lancang closed, but there was no mockery in his smile. Shaking his head slightly, he seemed to mutter: "Chu Jizhong's seniors have amazing perseverance, they are not crazy!"

The corners of Zhang Jianqing, Zhou Qian, and Wu Tianxiong's mouths twitched.

At the age of seventeen, he killed four congenitals with one punch, and ten congenitals did not know whether they were alive or dead. This is only seventeen years old! Such a genius was forced away by Truman. I believe that countless people in Chumen are dripping blood in their hearts at this moment! Chu Jizhong shouted Chu Hong's name, which shows that his anger against Chu Hong, the culprit, at this moment can be monstrous. He didn't yell at Chu Tianqing now, he was already just a remnant of his sense. Look at this old man of the Chumen clan, where is the black-faced man who fights against him is refining qi into gang, he simply treats him as Chu Hong, and he can't wait to kill him alive!

Look at the thousands of Trumen disciples? The anger, the sorrow, and the unwillingness were almost all poured out on the Xiyue monks. These Xiyue monks are all the same in their eyes, they have a common name, Chu Hong!

Standing on the surface of the river, Chu Zheng exhaled a long breath, and then exhaled the mana that flowed throughout his body, slowly alleviating the soreness and softness of his body.

The mana he infused with this punch was already the limit of his body's endurance, and he had no strength to fight again with one punch.

But he knew very well that at this time, the Great Zhou Monk was like a rainbow, he couldn't sit cross-legged at this time, let alone go backwards at this time, he could only stand here. But Chu Zheng knew better that as long as he stood here, the Great Zhou side would absolutely suppress the Xiyue group in terms of momentum.

The scene of the battle was just as Chu Zheng thought. The two sides, which were still evenly divided just now, had a clear change after Chu Zheng threw this punch. The monks of the Great Zhou became more and more courageous the more they fought, while the monks of the Western Yue tribe gritted their teeth and supported them to the death.

Especially in front of the city gate on the mountain road, at this moment, more than 400 Xiyue innate monks have been completely suppressed and constantly retreating, and one innate monk fell in a pool of blood. The surrounding dense Great Zhou Martial Cultivators, as long as they can leave their bodies with their strength, they will cover their heads and faces without looking at them, and they will cover their attacks in the sky above these innate monks.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the gate of Xilancang Pass was opened, and a famous Xiyue congenital foundation swarmed out, which slightly alleviated the decline of hundreds of congenital failures.

The battle continued, and an hour later, the sound of Mingjin sounded in Lancang Pass, and the mana of the Great Zhou monks was exhausted, and Mingjin withdrew his troops.

This is the end of the first battle of Lancang Pass.