After Meng Zhun recited the mantra, the phantom picked up the "Zhan Lu" on his lap, and then stood up, not rushing to draw the sword, but rubbing the sword with the fingers of his left hand together, his eyes full of pity.

Suddenly, two flashes of silver light bloomed in the phantom's eyes, looking at Long Qingyang, who was standing motionless in the center of the tornado, and then stood in front of him with "Zhan Lu" in both hands, stepped on the sea with both feet, and stabbed at the latter fiercely.

The sword body of "Zhan Lu" was wrapped in silver light, and a line of traces was drawn on the sea surface everywhere he went, and the sea water bloomed to both sides, so it was not spectacular! Long Qingyang felt the sword intent of "Zhan Lu" all over his body, and he did not dare to slack off, his hands clenched into fists, and the tornado around his body disappeared in an instant, and the exploding sea water that rushed to the sky also rolled back to the sea like a waterfall, and then stirred up huge waves again to crash into the water that had not fallen.

Ignoring the magnificent scenery in front of him, Long Qingyang closed his fist in his abdomen, stepped out, and suddenly his entire body rushed forward quickly and rushed towards "Zhan Lu", and at the same time smashed a punch with all his strength in the air, and the purple fist was like a heavenly tribulation of purple thunder, swallowing thunder and spitting lightning, mixed with Long Qingyang's own invincible vastness of spirit in one fell swoop, and blasted towards the stabbing "Zhan Lu"!

At the moment when "Zhan Lu" emitted a silver light, the third thunder tribulation that had been brewing high in the air for a long time slashed towards it without hesitation, and the dream that swept to the high altitude would not allow "Zhan Lu" to be robbed, and once again pulled the qi machine to lead the thunder tribulation to his body. Lei Tribulation, who had been dragged like a plaything several times, roared as if he was emotional, turned his orbit and smashed towards Mengzhun.

This time, Meng Zhun no longer blindly endured, but took the initiative to attack, holding a black air sword and rushing straight down the thunder tribulation, and a thick black aura ignited around his body, looking from a distance, it was like a strange fire that had descended on the world.

This third thunder tribulation looks much thicker than the first, as thick as a substance purple elixir, and there are countless heart-scratching thunder snakes climbing and entangled, and they want to erupt out.

In the blink of an eye, Mengzhun came into contact with the thunder tribulation head-on, only to hear a deafening sound in the sky, a thick purple thunder poured down, smashed into the sea, the entire sea area as far as the eye could see was filled with electric arcs, thousands of fish were knocked out of the sea, and instantly turned into ashes.

And in the beam of splitting purple thunder, a thick black light and shadow climbed slowly, and the black shadow seemed to be the head of the spear in front of the purple thunder, and there was a pathetic artistic conception of self-sacrifice.

The thick black light and shadow is the cave mound Mengzhun who sacrificed his life to fight the heavenly tribulation, and at this time, Mengzhun was full of sword intent, raising his own celestial realm to the highest, holding back that breath of air, and enduring the baptism of the mighty thunder tribulation like a rainbow.

At the same time as Mengzhun confronted the third thunder tribulation, "Zhan Lu" also collided fiercely with Long Qingyang's fist. The entire sword body of "Zhan Lu" was wrapped in silver light, and the moment it made contact with the latter's fist, it broke through the silver light shackles of the sword body, and the sword intent was longer than the dream, and the thick black sword qi with a dazzling light stabbed the past.

Another sound resounded through the East China Sea erupted, and a trace of spatial crack appeared on the entire sea surface as if it was upside down, and countless pieces of sea surface were sunken, and the sea water poured into it, forming a beautiful viewing waterfall.

And the "Zhan Lu" with a thick black sword qi broke the purple fist, cut off the violent sea water, and stabbed at Long Qingyang unabatedly, the latter was slightly surprised when he saw this, but his hands were not flustered, and his fists smashed out a few fists again, and then his arms were crossed in front of his chest, and the purple qi around his body was as strong as a shield to protect Long Qingyang's entire body.

"Zhan Lu" mercilessly stabbed into Long Qingyang's protective body with his own sword intent, and the powerful sword qi pushed the latter backwards, and the strong qi broke through the gang qi inch by inch, and the shock wave flowed backwards around Long Qingyang's body. When Long Qingyang's figure stopped, he was already five hundred zhang away, and the sword-wielding phantom dissipated first, and the black "Zhan Lu" slowly faded into nothingness after making a joyful clanging sound.

At this time, Long Qingyang no longer had the usual appearance before, his cloak was like a beggar, his robe was also ragged, and there was no clothing to cover his arms, revealing his skin as if he had been burned, scorched and lifeless.

Long Qingyang didn't care what the image was, he closed his eyes and felt the sword intent of "Zhan Lu" just now, and chuckled at the corner of his mouth: "Zhan Zhan is generous and kind, he has a god, and he has the power to obey it, it is not a loss of the ancient divine sword, benevolent Zhan Lu!"

Before he finished tasting the sword intent, a heart-rending scream with a hint of relief resounded in his ears, Long Qingyang turned around and looked over, only to see that the third purple thunder had finished descending, dissipated completely, and a black dot fell from the sky, about to fall into the sea.

I didn't see any movement from Long Qingyang, and the next moment he appeared in the air to catch the figure and slowly fall on the surface of the sea. Lying peacefully in Long Qingyang's arms was the old man in the cloth who fought against the catastrophe with his body, only to see that the latter was covered with no clothes, his whole body was charred as charcoal, his hair was open, and there was only a trace of qi left.

And after the dark clouds of hidden thunder in the sky disappeared in the "Zhanlu", it seemed that the ancient divine sword's breaking qi machine could not be found, and a muffled thunder exploded, as if it was venting anger, and then dissipated suddenly.

Meng Zhun opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Long Qingyang, and laughed freely, it is estimated that the whole body was in pain, the old man's brows were tightly locked, his face was covered with cold sweat like rain, and he suddenly became short of breath. Seeing this, Long Qingyang transported the qi machine into the old man's body, in a vain attempt to extend the old man's life with manpower.

Meng Zhun shook his head with difficulty, signaling that the latter didn't need to do more, and after resting for a while, he said in a more hoarse voice:

"The old man lost, cough ...... It seems that this Jianghu is still your young man's, and the old man has been a chatterbox all his life, and this is going to die, and he can't change this nagging problem, cough...... Ahem......"

Speaking of this, Meng Zhun spurted out two mouthfuls of blood, which was almost black, and gradually faded into the sea, as if it had never appeared. Long Qingyang no longer lost his luck to the old man, quietly looked at Mengzhun's face, and was silent.

"Long Qingyang, the old man still doesn't like your style, no, no way, if you lose, you lose, cough ...... I met a younger young man before, and I played a trick, but with you, the credit still has to be talked about, cough!"

Long Qingyang stroked Mengzhun's chest, which first rose and fell violently with blood spitting from his mouth, and then gradually calmed down as if he was not breathing, but the hoarse voice still reached the former's ears.

"You can take the sword of the immortals, in the old man's expectation, in a few years, there will be a mess in the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes have you, no matter how you move, it won't be chaotic, the rivers and mountains, you don't have to worry about our rivers and lakes, the old man is dying, and I want to try if I can help him, we said before, don't stop ......"

Mengzhun's voice was about to fall, his body had dissipated completely, and two wisps of black gas floated up in the air, one into the "Tide Viewing Pavilion" in Donghai City, and the other eagerly swept to the northwest.

Long Qingyang stood up, not looking at the wisp of black gas floating into the "Tide Viewing Pavilion", just staring at the wisp of Qi that was running north at a very fast speed, hesitated slightly, and finally smiled, shook his head and didn't stop it after all.

Regardless of the tattered clothes on his body, Long Qingyang bowed his head to the place where the dream dissipated, then turned to look at the "Tide Viewing Pavilion", and swept towards the nine-story building, and said softly at the corner of his mouth: "It's still this temper, it's not easy to live when you're old, and you have to foreshadow when you die!

The curtain has come down on this once-in-a-century battle, and the spectators who were fortunate enough to witness this scene in the entire East Sea City were shocked and fascinated. Although too many people are destined to not understand the ins and outs of this epic battle, it does not affect their incomparable excitement.

No matter how wonderful this battle is, the final result is obvious, the number one in the world who has been the first in the world for nearly a hundred years has undoubtedly become the winner.

In the "Tide Viewing Pavilion", which was in an excellent position to watch the battle, four people were the first to come back to their senses, Shen Banfeng looked at Qin Yao who had fainted, smiled slightly, and said to himself: "You will end the game, I don't know the good and bad, no matter what, with me watching, there will be no chaos!"

At this moment, a person came over with a knife, first looked at Ye Feiyu, who was still peerless even if he was covered by a veil, then looked at Shen Banfeng fixedly, and finally stopped his gaze on Qin Yao, who was sleeping at the desk.

Shen Banfeng also looked at the person when he came, dressed in a reckless casual outfit, the big knife on his shoulder was wrapped in cloth, and the handle of the knife was tied with a koi ribbon, which was still bright red.

The big man sat unceremoniously on the empty seat of the quadrangular table, took down the big knife on his shoulder and put it on the table, making a "clang" sound, Ye Feiyu was awakened by this sound, first saw that there was an extra bearded knife man beside him, and before he had time to panic, he saw Qin Yao lying unconscious on the table, and hurriedly stood up, and said with a crying voice: "Feifeng, Feifeng, what's wrong with you?" Shen Gongzi, what's wrong with Feifeng?"

"Can't die. Shen Banfeng said a word, and then continued to look at the swordsman beside him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was extremely playful.

"Girl, make a price, I want this kid!"

The bearded swordsman was not polite, poured a glass of wine and drank it all, then stared at Shen Banfeng and said. Shen Banfeng also took a sip of wine, ignored Ye Feiyu, who was secretly sad on the side, and asked with a smile:

"How much do you have to do with your brother?"

In fact, after getting along with Qin Yao for so long, Shen Banfeng has a bit of the latter flavor in her speech and behavior, but she doesn't know it.

Seeing that there was a play, the bearded knife man looked around, stopped at the two window places, and then leaned back to the table, laughed, and whispered: "Girl is refreshing!

Shen Banfeng squinted at the bearded swordsman, drank all the wine in the cup, and said, "Martial Arts Review Eleven, 'Red Koi' Gu Huan?"

"It's down there! Except for my 'bloody head', anything goes!"

"Forget the knife, Gu Daxia, I'm afraid you won't be able to give what I want. ”

"Girl, just make an offer!"

Shen Banfeng glanced at Ye Feiyu, suddenly his eyes became sharp, and then with a wave of his left hand, he shook Ye Feiyu, who had just picked up Qin Yao, behind him, held the talisman sword "Huahong" on the table with his right hand, stood up and said coldly:

"Your life!"

After Gu Huan heard Shen Banfeng's words, he didn't laugh angrily, and muttered softly: "I know it's not that simple! I haven't fought for a long time, and no one remembers why my 'Red Koi' did the eleventh martial arts review!"

Just when Gu Huan was about to run away, Qin Yao in Ye Feiyu's arms suddenly trembled violently, and then his eyes suddenly opened, still looking like a hanger, and shouted:

"Let me come!"

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