Chapter 357: King to King

Looking at the Portuguese fleet that had been following behind him unhurriedly, the more Zhang Jueyuan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he went directly to see Wu Zetian.

"Your Majesty, this Portuguese country is so blatant, it must have something to rely on. Why don't you let the old man test it and see who is behind him?"

Wu Yuniang smiled, "Dean Zhang doesn't have to worry too much, there are several kings in the world, but there are just a few people!"

"But..."

"Don't worry, I have my own plans!" Wu Yuniang was confident.

Soon, another day passed, and there was no sun and moon in the universe who did not know the time, but it seemed that time passed slowly.

Seeing that the clock on the empty ship pointed in the direction of eleven o'clock, it was time for lunch, and Su Dingfang was just about to go to the restaurant with everyone.

At this moment, the alarm sounded, and an empty ship at the front sent a signal, "There is a fleet invasion ahead, and a fleet invasion ahead." ”

An image teleported, and a gray-painted fleet rushed towards them.

"Look, it's going around to the front! It's the cub of the Demon Gate. ”

Bill. Bush pouted while holding a glass of red wine.

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"Oh, is it the Demon Gate! Master, your old man can't wait, yes, you're so old, even if you are a king, you only have a hundred years to live!"

Wu Yuniang mocked in her heart, and she still had that lazy expression on her face.

Su Dingfang had already begun to make urgent arrangements, and Zhang Jueyuan also had a solemn expression and was ready to fight.

As the dean of Wudang, Zhang Jueyuan is no stranger to information from all sides. Although Wu Yuniang didn't say anything, he also guessed that this was the fleet of the Demon Gate. Maybe Rowan is one of them.

Rowan was the king two hundred years ago, and now he should be more than four hundred years old. I don't know what level of strength it has reached.

Zhang Jueyuan was not afraid of Luo Wen, and he reached the realm of kings. The improvement of strength cannot be piled up by time.

He was confident that there would be no problem in blocking Rowan, what really worried him was the Portuguese fleet behind him like maggots on tarsal bones, but looking at His Majesty's appearance, it seemed that there was something behind.

"Well, I'm just going to do my own thing. Zhang Jueyuan shook his head and didn't think much about it.

The two empty ships have already begun to exchange fire, and the laser cannons are draining the energy shields of both sides.

Rowan frowned and looked at the Portuguese fleet behind the Black Armor Fleet, he didn't like this feeling, and he had a kind of anger that was being teased.

"The order goes down, the laser cannon extends. At the same time attack the fleet in the rear. He commanded suddenly.

"Hmph, I'd like to see who's behind me. ”

The artillery fire instantly permeated the Portuguese fleet, which immediately caught them off guard, and an empty ship burst into flames.

"Hani, the fleet's response is too slow, isn't it not enough training. "Bill. Bush was very dissatisfied with the questioning.

Hani. Kandahar was sweating profusely, "My lord, I'll train these boys well when I go back." ”

Bill nodded. Looking past the Black Armor Army to the gray fleet, "Rowan, this old fox, can't you see others leisurely!"

In the dark and lightless universe, a dark figure in a gray robe floated there quietly. Look at the warbands in the distance.

"Hehe, I didn't expect a Five Dragon Pill to lead out so many guys hidden in the shadows. Let's fight, the more intense the fight, the better. In this way, the old man has a chance. ”

The Portuguese fleet also joined the firefight, and the laser cannons attacked both the Black Armor Army and the Demon Gate at the same time. This time it completely turned into a three-way chaotic war.

At this time, the gray fleet. A black shadow flew out and punched at the main ship that Wu Yuniang was riding, and the overwhelming gloom shrouded the sky.

"Luo Wen, cultivation is rampant!" Zhang Jueyuan shouted, his figure flashed out of the empty ship, and the long sword in his hand was gently swung out.

The ghost fire seemed to be like a flame that had been blown out, and it was all extinguished in an instant, leaving only a desolate and simple sword light, swimming in the void.

"Humph"!

Rowan snorted coldly, although there was no airborne transmission, but this voice sounded in everyone's hearts, making everyone shake up in unison.

Bill. Bush pouted disdainfully, will the devil only use these tricks?

The quaint sword light in the void shattered with a cold snort.

"The Magic Gate Sound Attack Technique. ”

Zhang Jueyuan's face was calm and he slashed away lightly with a sword, understating that there was no trace of fireworks, just like painting a freehand landscape.

This sword, the point is vague, the traces are simple and profound, and it seems to be a random wave, but in fact it has a far-reaching artistic conception.

Bill. Bush, the gray-robed man watching the battle from a distance, and Rowan in the middle of it, the faces of several people changed.

Luo Wen's face was extremely solemn, his eyes looked at the sword without blinking, his hands were slightly raised, and deep ghostly fires swirled between his palms.

Zhang Jueyuan's sword seemed to be slow and fast, and he came to Luo Wen in the blink of an eye.

The gray-robed shadow poked out, Bill. Bush's eyes widened.

Luo Wen moved, his hands were gently raised, turning into a giant palm full of ghostly fire, grabbing the sword up and down, and one by one the sad faces stood out in the ghostly fire.

Poof, the giant palm was slashed, and then reappeared, still clutching the sword.

As the giant palm continued to disappear and appear, the two became deadlocked.

It was said to be a stalemate, but in fact, it was just a few blinks of an eye, and the sword and giant palm dissipated into the void at the same time.

Zhang Jueyuan's calm face did not change at all, and he began to swing his sword continuously, not slowly, elegantly and indifferently.

One after another sword rays floated towards Luo Wen, layer by layer, exaggerated and clumsy.

If Wang Taiji is here, I am afraid that he will be drunk and obsessed.

However, there are people who know how to appreciate more at the scene, and the gray-robed man who watched the battle from a distance couldn't help blurting out praise, "Good swordsmanship, clumsy compatibility, meaning is more important than action, which makes people have endless aftertaste." ”

Portuguese air ships, Bill. Bush stared at the huge screen with his eyes fixed, and subconsciously picked up the golden knife he was leaning against the table, and his fingers were pressed on the scabbard, making a clangling sound.

Luo Wen didn't have that much heart to evaluate the opponent's swordsmanship, his hands were sealed, and the black ghost fire formed a huge human face.

The face was distorted, with slanted eyes and a mouth wide open as if it were howling.

The swords were thrown into it one after another, and the distorted human face seemed to collapse as if it was vulnerable to a blow, but Zhang Jueyuan didn't see joy, but his expression sank.

He felt that his sword rays were constantly being weakened, and each sword ray had some ghost fire attached to it, all of which were in the form of a human face the size of a palm.

These people kept opening their mouths to nibble on the sword rays with their faces blazing, as if they were tasting some delicious meal, and feasted one bite after another.

Zhang Jueyuan was finally no longer indifferent, and his eyes suddenly turned cold. I saw that the long sword in his hand shook slightly, and all the sword rays trembled violently.

Countless ghostly flames were shaken away, dancing in the void.

Then, the sword light gathered into a ball of light and flew towards Rowan.

The ghostly fires along the way collapsed one after another under the crushing of the ball of light, and they couldn't stop it for a moment.

The blink of an eyeball came in front of Rowan, and countless blades popped out of the ball of light, like a hedgehog, tumbling and crushing. (To be continued......)