"Senior brother, please die!"

With this as a number, Zhong Yan handed out the long sword in his hand.

For swordsmanship, Zhong Yan can already be called a master of the world, unique in the world, and now he has integrated the Taoism of Tianxuanzong, as well as the skills he has gained by digesting the knots of those sects over the years.

At the same time, Zhong Yan pretended to be a master, and the Heming Daoist himself was eaten by the pill and was in an unstable state, and the two were in a confrontation, and Zhong Yan had already occupied a favorable position.

This sword, Zhong Yan is full of confidence, even if the Crane Ming Daoist is already on the scene and goes all out, it is difficult to retreat!

The sword light rose, and at the same time, in the gloomy sky, a thunderbolt exploded.

"Tianxuan Five Thunder Righteous Law"!

Although Zhong Yan couldn't cultivate this kung fu well in the Shenzhou world, in this world, he had mastered it thoroughly.

Today's Zhong Yan, in addition to the swordsmanship bonus, there is also Lei Gong to help me!

The thunder is extinguished, and what is faster than the thunder is Zhong Yan's sword.

With just a frightening glance, the sword light had already reached the throat of the Crane Ming Daoist.

It's just that the twisted human form suddenly melted like silt, and the thunder and lightning above Zhong Yan's sword blade spread, covering the surface of the mass of flesh and blood.

"The Sword Sect can't kill you, and the Qi Sect has to squeeze you out!"

Zhong Yan struck the sky with lightning, and the body of the crane roaring Daoist suddenly swelled up like a balloon.

The next moment, instead of exploding as expected, Zhong Yan saw that from the body of the Crane Ming Dao person, countless insects gushed out, covering the sky and the sun.

In the midst of this, a figure emerges, with five fingers forming claws.

The Crane Ming Daoist gave up a part of his body, and together with that part of his cultivation, the golden cicada came out of its shell, and all the temporary whispering and madness faded.

Give it a go!

Zhong Yan's long sword flowed, and in an instant, there were thousands of thunderbolts.

All the insects, no matter how big or small, were pierced by thunder in an instant, and only the five fingers of the Crane Ming Daoist grabbed Zhong Yan's sword, and the two struck each other, making a sound of metal clashing.

Zhong Yan felt his hand tingle for a while, and although the Crane Ming Daoist looked skinny, it was like a solid wall, hitting Zhong Yan's sword, almost breaking the blade.

He knew very well that the confrontation of qi and machine could only allow him to sneak attack with a successful sword, and being able to force the golden cicada of the Crane Ming Dao to come out of his shell was already an excellent result, and if he delayed any longer, he would only fall behind.

So, Zhong Yan didn't insist, but immediately whistled.

Suddenly, from all directions, among the mountains and forests, countless righteous people rushed up.

"Kill the demons, and take the right way!"

The leader shouted.

If they were to be one-on-one with the Crane Ming Dao people, these people might not dare to really go up, but now they are beating the water dogs, and they are not scrambling one by one.

After all, anyone can play in a tailwind game.

The expression of the Crane Ming Daoist changed, and he probably didn't expect Zhong Yan to contact the righteous person.

"Hehe, you and I have the same origin, aren't you afraid that these people will unload the mill and kill the donkey when the time comes, and treat you as an evil demon together, and crush your bones and scatter ashes?"

He said gloomily as he drew a deep purple thunderbolt towards the bald monk.

The monks only recited the scriptures, and a burst of Buddha's light shone brightly, and the thunder was forcibly extinguished.

"Fellow Daoist, don't listen to his nonsense, you have made meritorious contributions to justice, and we will not pursue it."

When the crane-haired Taoist heard the words of the crane Ming Taoist, he knew that he was plotting against Zhong Yan, so he hurriedly said.

"It's okay, my biggest wish in this life is to hammer you, a crane Ming Daoist, the name of the person before and after the death is not important, who has not died in life since ancient times, and leave Dan to take care of the sweat!"

Zhong Yan said righteously, his style of being incompatible with evil, and his attitude of sacrificing life and forgetting death just to support justice made many righteous people inexplicably ashamed.

Only the deepest darkness can you yearn for the dawn so much!

Zhong Yan really doesn't care, he has achieved great skills in this life, and there is no way to break through any further

In other words, the cultivation has come to an end.

Now, as long as you can solve the Crane Ming Daoist and leave some legends, the task of this life will be completed.

"Old Crane Song, no, dog baby!"

Zhong Yan directly called out the name of the Crane Ming Daoist.

Hearing this name, the experienced Taoist was suddenly stunned, and his face was full of disbelief.

"How do you know that name?"

"Hahaha, do you remember Song Yuesheng and Du Ping?"

Zhong Yan said in a deep voice, watching the movements of the Crane Ming Daoist dealing with those righteous people becoming more and more messy, knowing that his Dao heart was disturbed and shaky at the moment.

"Y-Where did you hear that?"

The Crane Ming Daoist was completely messy, and even his body began to collapse and twist.

"The two heroes saved you back then, but they definitely didn't expect you to fall so far!"

Zhong Yan's voice was indifferent and grand, like a sledgehammer of accusation, beating on the hearts of the people of Heming Dao.

This old immortal must have been killed, and he couldn't have imagined that these black histories of his were all told to Zhong Yan by himself!

The inner ghost is actually the Crane Ming Daoist himself!

"You're talking nonsense!"

The Crane Ming Daoist completely lost his human form, like a cloud of muddy flesh and blood, with countless tentacles extending, but whenever he grabbed it, it would immediately be shattered, torn, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

"Look in the mirror and see yourself, shame on you! r！」

Zhong Yan shouted, and then pointed his sword at the sky, attracting thunder and lightning.

The crane screamed and squirmed, countless eyes, mouths, and ears coalesced on the piece of flesh, and he made a chaotic and indescribable sound, and the tentacles swung faster and faster, cutting stones, cutting down trees, and even the blades of weapons could not resist.

"Spread out, let me cleanse the demons!"

Zhong Yan knew that the time had come, and the long sword in his hand was wrapped around the thunder, and the whole person turned into a sharp blade and flew towards the Crane Ming Daoist.

Suddenly, countless tentacles tried to block Zhong Yan's progress, but all of them were disintegrated and collapsed the moment they touched the blade.

Zhong Yan burrowed into the behemoth piece of flesh, and in the blink of an eye, he came out from the other end.

At the same time, countless thunderbolts seemed to be pierced by Zhong Yan, pouring from the wounds into the body of the Crane Ming Dao man.

The light that turned the world into black and white exploded, and when everything was dark, the huge piece of flesh of the Crane Ming Daoist had turned into pitch-black charcoal, and in the center, there was only a thin figure, shivering in the cold wind.

Zhong Yan coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, knowing that he had also exhausted his strength, and he should have no combat power in a short time.

He saw the righteous people swarming towards the Crane Ming Daoist, scrambling to become the one who was the head of the big devil, but Zhong Yan didn't care anymore.

"Old ghost Heming, when you are stripped and sucked dry by righteous people, I will use you as a medicine guide again, practice it well, and give you the pleasure of being burned in that furnace, do you say it's okay."

Zhong Yan watched everyone surround and cursed at the void.

"Okay."

Suddenly, beside Zhong Yan, a ghostly voice came.

Zhong Yan hurriedly turned his head, only to see a young man wearing a Taoist robe and an ordinary appearance standing next to him.

Although this is not the person Zhong Yan is familiar with in terms of voice or appearance, he always has a feeling that this is the Crane Ming Daoist!

"My lovely little junior brother, although there were some accidents in the middle, we will meet again."

The young man leaned down, and it seemed to others that he was probably checking Zhong Yan's injury, but Zhong Yan saw that his face was leaning over and whispering like a demon in his immobile ear.

"When did you have the illusion that you drugged me without me noticing."

The young man smiled slightly, and then pressed his hand on Zhong Yan's chest.

"Now, this [rebel] medicine has finally been refined."

In the next second, Zhong Yan's heart was pulled out with his bare hands, and the young man was there

The palm of the child agitated.