"Uncle Dowling!" Zhang Ningyun shouted, but Daolin was angry at this time, so he didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Now! Let's settle the score." Zhang Renjie smiled and drew his long sword.

And in the Zhang family, there are only three or five people who can fight, and their strength is not as good as Zhang Renjie, if they fight in the dungeon, it must be Zhang Renjie who has a greater advantage.

"Something is coming at me!" Zhang Enjie stepped forward and blocked the Zhang family behind him.

"Very good, you are still a little guts, don't worry, not only will you die today, they will also die with you!" Zhang Renjie stepped forward directly, and the long sword found Zhang Enjie's throat is a sword.

The rest of the Zhang family was in a panic at the moment, and they escorted the elders to escape to the dungeon.

"Where to go!" Zhang Renjie released his true qi to shake Zhang Enjie, who blocked his sword, away, and then chased directly out with his sword.

"Stop!" Zhang Ningyun stopped at this time, he was just a transcendent realm cultivator, just a face, he was beaten out by Zhang Renjie, and the whole person hit the wall on the side, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't hurt my grandson!" Zhang Enjie flipped his wrist, and an extra dagger emitting white light appeared in his hand.

"If you don't let me hurt, I won't hurt?" Zhang Renjie sneered, and once again concentrated on Zhang Ningyun to kill.

"White Dragon Yin!" Zhang Enjie stepped forward quickly, his figure twisted out of thin air, a dragon groan sounded, and a white dragon shadow appeared out of thin air, stabbing towards Zhang Renjie with him.

Zhang Renjie sensed that something was wrong behind him, and hurriedly turned around to resist, but his long sword shattered inch by inch the moment it touched the white dragon.

The terrifying force pushed him back and forth, and he was about to touch the wall, at this time, there was a sound of a sword behind him, and he saw that Zhang Ningyun had stood up at some point, and he was holding a sword in his hand waiting for him at this time.

At this moment, an unprecedented death crisis enveloped Zhang Renjie's heart, this was his last chance, he didn't die just now, he could survive it even if it was a certain death, how could he be willing to lose to this little thing.

"Stand-in messenger!" Zhang Renjie roared, and then was pierced through the back of the heart by a sword.

Zhang Ningyun frowned, he didn't feel anything about this sword, as if it had stabbed the air.

Soon, the facts confirmed his conjecture, and Zhang Renjie, who was pierced by him, suddenly burst out into a cloud of white smoke and dissipated.

"Where did he go?" Zhang Ningyun used the shield in his left hand to fan away the white smoke, but where was Zhang Renjie's shadow in the dungeon.

"Not good!" Zhang Enjie's face suddenly changed drastically, and the whole person rushed out of the dungeon in three steps and two steps.

At this time, Zhang Renjie was on a killing spree, and all the Zhang family members who stood in front of him were stabbed to death by him with a sword, and his goal was very clear, that is, the old lady of the Zhang family and Zhang Zongshuo's father and son.

In the gazebo in the distance, Dao Lin lit his pipe and watched this scene quietly, his heart had no waves, and in his realm, he didn't have to worry about any good or evil.

Because the good and evil of this Zhang family cannot be clearly explained in one or two sentences.

The Zhang family sent Zhang Wenjie to the guillotine because of Zhang Enjie's lie, and Zhang Renjie was also kicked out.

If it is wrong, it may be the fault of God, or it will not be clear.

Zhang Enjie and Zhang Ningyun chased them out, and the three of them fought together again, the sword light was pervasive, and the cold light appeared, they were all full of murderous intent, and they attacked the key point.

Not long after, Zhang Ningyun was the first to be injured and withdraw from the battle circle, his body was already densely wounded, and blood was still flowing out, but his eyes were still firm, he was looking for an opportunity, looking for an opportunity to rejoin the battle group.

On the other hand, although Zhang Enjie's cultivation was defeated by Zhang Renjie, Zhang Renjie did not have the weapon in his hand, his long sword was broken before, and now he has the ordinary sword of the Zhang family in his hand, which will be cut off by the white dagger in a few clicks.

"Old Han, look at that white dagger, it's not easy," Dowling muttered.

Han Zimo looked over when he heard this, and the moment he saw the white dagger, there were more in his eyes

A glimmer of brilliance.

"This dagger looks like a sword... A sword with a broken blade—" Dowling said, touching his chin.

"Excalibur!" Han Zimo's hoarse voice uttered two words.

"You're saying it's a severed blade?" Dowling was suddenly interested.

"Exceptional!" Han Zimo said four more short words.

Dao Lin nodded, this family has a very deep fate, a practice comparable to the cultivation of the human emperor, a broken divine sword, but it is a pity that this family is not good-minded, otherwise it will definitely soar.

Finally, the last sword in Zhang Renjie's hand was cut off, and even he himself was kicked away by Zhang Enjie.

Zhang Ningyun moved, he twisted up, and the sharp shield in his hand fell on Zhang Renjie's head, and this time it was smashed, and his brain burst out.

At this moment, Dowling only felt that his fingers moved slightly, and a scroll flew out on its own, and the scroll burst away, directly hitting Zhang Ningyun's shield, knocking Zhang Ningyun into the air.

The scroll then erupted in a puff of red smoke, and a figure stepped out of it.

"Who hurt my brother Zhang?"

The moment he saw the person coming, Dao Lin only felt that there was a vibration in his dantian, as if the life godhead was about to come out of his body.

"What's going on!" Dao Lin panicked in his heart, and hurriedly calmed the life godhead, but he couldn't calm it down no matter what.

"Could it be ......" Dowling raised his gaze to look at the person who came, this person was dressed in red, and even his hair was black and red.

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"Blood God?" Dao Lin muttered, this guy's cultivation realm is only in the god realm, how can he be a blood god?

It seemed that knowing that Dowling had discovered the target, the life godhead gradually settled down, and only transmitted a feeling of anger to Dowling from time to time.

"Wait, look... Don't worry, what if you recognize the wrong person? This guy is just a god realm...", Dowling's mind continued to comfort the life godhead.

"Bloodcoat!" Zhang Enjie held the dagger on his chest, his expression was extremely nervous, but he knew that the other party was powerful.

"It's you! We've seen it, I didn't kill you last time, and you won't survive this time." Bloodcoat licked his lips as he spoke, and then waved his hand, revealing a row of blood-red short guns behind him out of thin air.

"Uncle Daolin, he came out of it, and this exercise has been updated, you help us, and we will open the secret realm for you." Zhang Ningyun also knew the power of the bloody clothes, he struggled to get up from the ground and shouted to Daolin, and at this time, the scroll was held in his hand.

Bloody clothes looked at the pavilion, his gaze fell on Han Zimo and frowned slightly, from Han Zimo he felt a trace of danger.

Then he looked at Dowling, he didn't notice a trace of fluctuation, he looked at Dowling's age again, he was not a few years older than himself, he should be the junior of this swordsman.

Just when he hesitated to kill even the two people in the pavilion, Zhang Enjie's voice sounded.

"Daoxian nephew, he is the one who fell into the danger of Brother Wuji in Weng City!"

Hearing this, Dowling's eyes lit up, it doesn't matter if he hurts others, he can't bear it if he hurts his father!