The sky has changed, the sky has changed!

The dark clouds are immense, the void generates electricity, and the infinite thunder and lightning carry the power of annihilation.

On the boat, Fu Yaohong, Bi Night Terror and the other four shrank together, facing the god-like Meng Chixing, and in the face of his world-destroying divine might, the four of them could only tremble like ostriches, pinning all their hopes on the holy lord who was in the bow of the boat.

I hope that this seemingly invincible sect master can exert his might and resist the thunder of annihilation.

But they didn't see anything, only Zhang San's smiling face, handsome and beautiful, just smiling stupidly in the face of thunder.

Is the Holy Lord scared silly?

How can you not fight back?

This is the common doubt of Fu Yaohong, Bi Ye Terror and the other four people, and this doubt instantly turned into anger, angry at Zhang San and letting them down.

This anger lasted only for a moment, and then turned into fear.

Because......

If Zhang San dies, they will also be buried with him.

In the cabin, the faces of the four people kept changing, and they looked at Zhang San in a daze.

Finally....

Zhang San's smile disappeared, and he returned to a calm and watery flatness.

At the moment when the thunder was about to approach him, he put his fingers together and gently pointed forward.

"Five-star rotation, water god, water elemental force, slash!"

In the vastness, Zhang San's divine consciousness shouted in the void.

At this moment, he used the water element force to use the Divine Sword Duel, and used the supreme divine power in the fairy sword world, the Divine Sword Duel.

In the face of Meng Chixing's means of spiritual incarnation, he had no choice, and only the supernatural power that surpassed the stunt could bring harm to the spiritual power.

The wind stopped, and the clouds dispersed.

A faint light pierced into the river from between Zhang San's fingers.

Then, the Ten Thousand Emerald Water Sword instantly emerged from the river, straight into the sky, slashed in the dense dark clouds, and slashed at the spiritual power scattered by Meng Chixing.

Sword of Stopping.....

The wind and clouds dissipated, the angry waves calmed down, and everything returned to normal.

"Vomit !!"

The Mongolian warship, Meng Chixing, who stood proudly, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his whole face instantly turned red gold, and the slightest pale was densely covered in it.

"Master Meng....." Han Sifei exclaimed.

How can it be?

How could this mighty man like a demon god be injured?

He jumped up violently and staggered towards Meng Chixing's staggering body, trying to go over and hold him up.

"I'm fine, I'm just forced to disperse my mental power, and I've been hit by a little backlash. ”

Meng Chixing shook his head, waved his hand to stop Han Sifei from approaching, endured the headache like a pinprick and sat down cross-legged.

"Master Meng, it's okay if you're fine, this Pure Yang Holy Lord is really so powerful?

Seeing that Meng Chixing was about to heal his injuries, Han Sifei hurriedly asked the doubts in his heart while he hadn't started yet.

"It's hard to say a word, let's go down, turn the rudder and return, we will go back to Saiwai, and the Central Plains can't stay." ”

Meng Chixing shook his head, not knowing where to start.

Can he tell Han Sifei that he doesn't know it himself?

His spiritual power was actually slashed by an ordinary water sword, and he couldn't figure it out, he was really unwilling to lose, and he was inexplicably defeated.

Meng Chixing secretly decided that after going back, he would definitely go through the Dao Demon Classics to find out the source of Zhang San's supernatural powers.

Never meet the person again until he understands his means.

How.....

He was doomed to useless work.

Meng Chixing could never have imagined that Zhang Sanyong's fundamental martial arts was the martial arts of this world, but the sword immortal supernatural power of another world.

。。。。。。

Yin Kui Zong Lou ship.

After returning to calm, Zhang San returned to his original state, still standing quietly on the bow of the boat, quietly watching the river.

Fu Yaohong, Bi Ye Terror and the other four people were still stunned in the cabin.

The fear in their eyes was gone, replaced by extreme shock.

Wave your hand to calm the angry thunder and gently retreat the gods and demons!

What kind of terrifying strength is this, and what a peerless heroism?

Fu Yaohong's face flushed instantly.

She felt that her wet place was about to squirt again, and looking at Zhang San's warm and jade-like cheeks, she was obsessed to the extreme.

"Holy Lord, the warships of the Mongolian people have changed their rudders, they may want to retreat, do they want to pursue?"

Holding her thighs tightly, Fu Yaohong squirmed gracefully and walked behind Zhang San, calling gently, and the seductive body fragrance spread throughout the bow of the boat.

"No, if there is an agreement, then move on and go to meet a friend for a while. ”

Zhang San turned around indifferently, glanced at Fu Yaohong, and then crossed her body and looked at Dongting Lake in the distance.

There..... There is also the Sect Master of the Dao Sect waiting for him for a while.

Having been exposed to the strange and unpredictable spiritual power outside the Saiwai, Zhang San was even more curious about what kind of shocking methods the Central Plains Daomen would have!

"Yes, the slave family will arrange it. ”

Fu Yaohong stomped her feet in annoyance, turned around and walked towards the cabin in frustration.

In the coveted and sneering eyes of Bi Night Terror, Zheng Jie, and Li Kaisu, they proudly announced Zhang San's holy order.

"Turn the rudder and head towards Dongting Lake. ”

。。。。。

"Suspicious, the Mongol battleship retreated. ”

In Dongting Lake, there were many small boats and sailboats watching the battle, and as soon as the confrontation between Zhang San and Meng Chixing ended, someone exclaimed loudly.

"Yes, I don't know which of the three sects on the battleship actually escaped in the confrontation between the air and the plane. ”

One after another celebrities also echoed, and their words were full of incredulity about all this.

"Big news, this Yin Kui Sect demon is so powerful, even the grandmaster outside the Saiwai is not an opponent, he was frightened and fled without a fight, hurry up, I have to hurry up and tell a few Daomen seniors, so that they must be careful. ”

Some Daomen disciples panicked and hurriedly drove the boat towards the shore of the lake.

。。。。。

Mongolian warship, Han Sifei's face was pale, and the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.

The Great Perfection powerhouse has a sense of emptiness, and it is only a few miles apart, and the dialogue of a group of acquired martial artists has long been in the ears without missing a word.

If he hadn't had any scruples, he would have been eager to slap out and slap all such annoying flies to death.

didn't do anything, but he had a reputation of running away, and Han Sifei was extremely depressed.

"It's not a big deal, just find it again in the future. ”

Meng Chixing, who was meditating with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes, he just shook his head indifferently, and did not get angry about the rumors.

"Although this person's skills are profound, it is not impossible to deal with, looking at his protective body and qi, the whole body of the demonic flame, what he has practiced should also be the mastery of my holy gate, and he will die from the "Purple Blood Demon Skill" in the "Heavenly Demon Strategy".

The only thing to worry about is that his last trick is unpredictable kendo supernatural powers, which are too sharp, and I haven't figured out a way to crack it for a while, so I have to return to the outside of the plug first, and then make plans, the prince doesn't have to mind. ”

Stabilizing his injuries, Meng Chixing resumed his proper posture of the Outer Demon Sect, and after indifferently sweeping Han Sifei, he slowly said his analysis of Zhang San.

"The teacher is serious, and the rumors of some untouchables are just that, this king doesn't care. ”

Si Feibai smiled awkwardly.

"There is no best, and the next time I come, I will take this person's life. ”

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