Click!

Click!

Click!

The thunder fell like raindrops, but Zhang Muyang, who was in the midst of the thunder, did not feel the slightest discomfort, except for the wrinkles in his clothes, he himself was a little radiant by the thunder.

Luo Qingchen was very surprised when she saw that the thunder had no effect on Zhang Muyang at all, but she didn't hesitate for half a minute in the movements of her hands, she knew that Zhang Muyang was not easy to deal with, since the thunder didn't work, she had other tricks.

However, not waiting for her to do it.

Zhang Muyang, who was still thundered on the ground just now, appeared in front of her in the next moment.

"Now it's my turn. ”

As soon as Zhang Muyang's arm was raised, a sword shadow appeared in his hand.

As Zhang Muyang's figure moved, although the sword shadow appeared in the sky, he went straight towards Luo Qingchen.

As soon as the other party came up and made a trick, Zhang Muyang naturally would not show mercy to her because she was white and beautiful. The swordsmanship he is using now is the swordsmanship he learned that day in the fairyland of Xiangyun Temple.

He only remembered thirteen of those tricks, so this shameless slut gave these sword moves a name, called the Thirteen Swords of Death.

Zhang Muyang looked at Luo Qingchen, he didn't seem to have a sword in his hand, but the feeling that gave Luo Qingchen was indeed more terrifying than someone else holding a fairy sword at her.

Zhang Muyang's hand seems to be a sword, and his body seems to be a sword. At a certain moment, Zhang Muyang's whole temperament has changed, the chic and cheerful when he just had dinner with her, and the rampant disdain of her thunder, has all changed now.

He seemed to have turned into a sword, the wind was howling, the thunder was gusting, Zhang Muyang stood out of thin air, stood in mid-air, and slowly stretched out his finger towards Luo Qingchen.

Is this a simple finger?

No, this is a sword, this is a sword with this Muyang's understanding of swordsmanship.

This sword stabbed out, it seemed to be light and fluttering, and it seemed that there was no change, but when facing Luo Qingchen, the sword changed, and the change was sudden, but it was so natural, as if the sword should come like this.

This sword seems to have only one move, but it seems that there are thirteen people in an instant, and at the same time, in different directions, stabbed this sword towards Luo Qingchen.

Of these thirteen swords, none of them have the ability to kill many people.

Luo Qingchen's face that had not changed for thousands of years finally changed at this time, she had never seen such a sword technique, she had never thought that such a sword technique would be used from a monk like Zhang Muyang.

This shouldn't be a swordsmanship that appeared in such a low-level world, nor should it appear in Zhang Muyang's hands, she knew that Zhang Muyang was very strong, but she didn't expect Zhang Muyang to be so strong.

In the face of this sword full of killing intent, she could only dodge, she knew that she couldn't catch it, when Zhang Muyang was here with this sword, she knew that the gap between herself and Zhang Muyang was too big in the way of the sword.

"Bell. ”

Zhang Muyang's long sword stabbed Luo Qingchen, but it didn't cause any wounds to her, it just made her face not so white, and there was blood red on her face, which was unhealthy.

Just now, Luo Qingchen had no way to dodge, no way to dodge, so he could only throw out his talisman and help himself block this sword. The talisman she used was given by the ancestor in the main gate, and it could be used as a blow to the Yuanying monk.

But just now, when she met Zhang Muyang's sword, her life-saving magic weapon was actually stabbed by Zhang Muyang's sword, and a leak was pierced, although the entire magic weapon was not damaged, but it was enough to prove that Zhang Muyang's sword just now was so terrible that it was almost comparable to a blow from Yuanying Monk.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this. ”

Luo Qingchen asked.

Zhang Muyang said: "Kill your swordsmanship." ”

One sword didn't kill the entire little girl, Zhang Muyang was not surprised, but felt that it should, if the other party is so vulnerable, then there is a ghost. The monks who can be excluded from executing and plundering latent characters are naturally descendants of various sects, how can they be so vulnerable.

Besides, his swordsmanship has not yet been completed, if Luo Qingchen is hacked to death by him with a sword like this, then who else will he go to try the remaining few swords, and wait until the extraterritorial otherworldly sect breaks in? I'm afraid it's a little late.

"Please look at my sword again. ”

After Zhang Muyang answered, the movements on his body did not stop, he continued to force towards Luo Qingchen, similar to the situation just now, he still raised his palm very slowly.

But his presence is slow, but there is no way to stop Luo Qingchen's existence, she can feel what kind of power is contained in Zhang Muyang's slow palm.

This time she was very direct, she didn't run, she didn't hide, it wasn't that she was ready to take it hard, and it wasn't that she had the means to deal with Zhang Muyang's swordsmanship.

It's that she knows that she can't run away, and she can't dodge, so she can only hard-connect, and she can only hard-connect with the talisman on her body.

Luo Qingchen used his talisman to the extreme.

At this time, Zhang Muyang's sword arrived.

This sword is different from the sword Zhang Muyang just now, the sword just now is murderous and terrifying, but there is room for flickering.

And Zhang Muyang's sword does not.

His sword stabbed out, and in the originally dark night sky, it was as if a wheel had appeared, a round piercing the darkness, and it was still swaying.

Murderous aura can hide, but can sunlight dodge?

The sun rises in the east, the sword qi is wide, even if Luo Qingchen closes her eyes, she can still feel that there is a dazzling sunlight, this sunlight that catches her eyes is like a furnace in the hot summer, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Syllable!

Click.

After this sword, there was blood on the corner of Luo Qingchen's mouth, but his life was still there, although most of the vitality in his body was gone, but fortunately, his life was saved.

It's just that the talisman that she is proud of and can be attacked by the Yuanying Monk at the moment, under Zhang Muyang's two swords, it was completely shattered, shattered into gravel, and it couldn't be found when the wind blew.

And after Zhang Muyang stabbed out two swords in a row, he was a little short of breath, the sword just now was really terrifying, and it was not at all something that a monk in the Jindan Realm could use and comprehend.

The reason why he was able to perform it was because his vision was not comparable to Jindan, but an old monster in the Tribulation Period, and secondly, he practiced the Nine Turns Xuangong, and the true qi in his body was pure and long, plus the system was super excellent.

Therefore, after stabbing this sword, there was only a slight gasp, and the aura did not continue, and there were no other side effects. Rao is like this, which also made Zhang Muyang frightened, after stabbing out the sword just now, the sword was no longer under his control, as long as the aura in his body was about to drain out, the sword qi stopped.

The wind is still howling.

Zhang Muyang and Luo Qingchen, no one was doing anything. The two fell directly to the ground, staring at each other with their eyes facing each other. Luo Qingchen's jealousy of Zhang Muyang in his heart has reached its peak. She saw that Zhang Muyang was a little lacking in aura, but she didn't dare to move, Zhang Muyang's sword just now was too terrifying.

(End of chapter)