Yu Chenglong looked at Zhu Yuan like a dead man, for him, this was just a mantis arm, and there was nothing to worry about. More than a dozen monks reported that he was abnormal, otherwise he would not even look at him more.

A dozen Ershan monks are absolutely overkill to deal with an unarmed teenager.

Zhu Yuanyun was light and disapproving, so he found a peach and plum branch and sat down, facing Yu Chenglong, to see what he had to say.

Among the monks, there was a young man with an extraordinary temperament, purple clothes and long hair, and he had the style of a swordsman.

"Xiao Xiao, just tie your hands and leave you with all your corpses, otherwise, I will let you know how to write dead characters. "The sword warrior monk is surrounded by sword flowers, and the sword intent is all over the sky, and at first glance, he is an endowed sword body monk, and he uses his sword to deify.

Zhu Yuan rubbed his forehead, he had a headache, he disdained to fight, but some things can't be solved with words, and there is only one way to shut him up.

I don't like to fight, and I'm afraid of being tedious, which is obviously uncomfortable.

Sword cultivation, a very long-standing profession.

In ancient times, sword cultivation looked at the world, a sword became a road, broke the mountains, poured the sea current, and cracked the void. The sword intent is super godly, like a ghost and god descending to earth, and the sword power of Haoran is endless, and it will not be extinguished for nine days. There are even more people who practice swords and gallop in the Central Plains. It's crazy.

Times have changed, and sword cultivation has almost been cut off, but there are also sword cultivation geniuses who have been born to show their majestic posture at that time. To be able to enter Longpan Mountain, the young man's comprehension of the sword will not be bad.

But it wasn't enough in front of Zhu Yuan's eyes.

The seven-inch long sword attacked, the sword power was shocked, and the ten meters around him were covered with sword moves, and the corners of his mouth chuckled, and he intended to perform in front of the young master, he was a monk of the second mountain, refining sword intent, and he was almost invincible at the same level.

Ten meters away, almost instantly, bustling flowers, sword rain like a tide, but not even the peach and plum trees were not hurt in the slightest.

Zhu Yuan looked at him with a smile, and the stars transformed into a divine shield, flawlessly resisting the sword rain.

The young man was annoyed, took half a step back, withdrew his arms, pinched the sword trick in his left hand, and was full of spirit, and the true intention of the sword path appeared virtually, and the slight end of the divine light was intended to kill with one blow.

The entire space was cordoned off, and even the air was filled with murderous intent.

Zhu Yuan still smiled, and the stars were compressed into moonlight, condensed between his fingers, and rushed out.

A pillar of light-sized Kamui appears.

The tip of the sword was against Shenwei, and the wind swept wildly, and after only a second, the sword cultivator's clothes were torn, his hairline was upside down, his face was yellow, and his steps were wrong, and he couldn't hold on anymore, and he fell back.

Jian Xiu's body was full of divine power, and he roared again and again, and after five seconds, his body disappeared.

There is no such monk in the world.

Clapping his hands, Zhu Yuan understated, and his long hair was slightly raised.

Yu Chenglong didn't blink his eyes and looked at Zhu Yuan calmly.

The monks on the left and right were calm, looking at each other, and neither of them meant to make a move.

"Who's next?"

Three old men appeared, in different directions, blocking the space, a banner appeared behind them, hunting, the wind suddenly rose, and a sense of Dao was generated in the flag, heading towards Zhu Yuan.

"That's kind of interesting. Zhu Yuan's five fingers opened, the clouds in the sky seemed to change, and he greeted him, and the divine bow and arrow shot at the sky, and the endless broken yuan gathered a little.

A little bit of broken face, to generalize.

The three old men looked pained and frantically injected their vitality.

Weapons such as golden towers, armor shields, and divine umbrellas appeared, and the incomparable power of the storm was mixed in them, and the void was full of thunder, full of colors and colors.

The old men were separated by more than ten meters, looked at each other, and spat blood from their mouths.

Shoot wildly and resist Kuiyun's arrows.

Between the peaches and plums, there is a hurricane, pointing to the peak, which is bound to run through the heavens and the earth.

At the eye of the storm, a little light flashed, and the speed was as fast as lightning in a downpour.

Zhu Yuan's expression was indifferent, the hurricane could not affect the slightest, snapped his fingers, and gently spit out "explosion".

First of all, the golden pagoda was shattered, and then the armor shield and the divine umbrella lost their luster and flew upside down.

The hurricane was blessed with blood, and it was even more domineering, and there was a trace of lightning running inside, if it weren't for the enchantment to strengthen the mountain, it would definitely rise up.

Despite this, there is no choice but to do anything about Zhu Yuan.

He smiled brightly: "That's kind of interesting." ”

Sword intent, monstrous sword intent appeared, just sword intent, several times more powerful than the monk just now.

As soon as the Cloudless Sword appeared, the three old men knew that something was wrong.

"Cloudless Sword, how can it be in your hands?"

The old man exclaimed, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

Slowly rising into the air, a divine dragon was born majestically, roaring in the sky, true meaning was born, stone chips flew horizontally, and the sky was full of sword might.

Zhu Yuanyi grasped the hilt of the sword, Long Wei Haocun, who is the opponent in the world?

With a light step, I appeared directly in the eye of the storm, and let the hurricane pass by, I stood proudly, with thousands of sword flowers, and a single sword move.

Heavy complexity and simplification, the dragon is majestic, and the light is dazzling.

The three old men didn't have time to think about it, spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and shot at the same time to gather the flags.

The furious burst of air pierced through the entire space, and countless flames erupted, destroying and the smell of blood permeated the entire land.

Three sounds landed, and everything settled.

Zhu Yuan was afraid of his shoulders, and everything began to fall.

"A sword is enough. ”

All the monks were stunned, what kind of strength is this, three half-step Sanshan monks, only one sword ended their lives, leaving nothing behind, except for the corpses.

The hurricane lasted for a long time and lost its direction. No one knew what was happening in the sword light, it was the true intention, and the dragon roar seemed to be still echoing in his ears, but the air was spotless.

Only the monks on the hill could see what was going on inside.

After that, no monk stepped forward, and his eyes looked at the two monks.

Yu Chenglong frowned, and began to mention a little spirit: "What do you think, what do you think, what are your opinions! On at the same time. Although he despised Zhu Yuan, he still cared about his face and instructed the two Four Mountains monks to go up at the same time.

The monk on the left took out a broken jar and sacrificed it wholeheartedly, not daring to be careless.

The monk on the right stood with a spear standing upright, speared like a dragon, and shone brightly.

The broken jar gradually expanded, like a god, and the black reluge absorbed the broken element, and the enchantment slowly appeared.

They didn't dare to be careless, the gun was pointed at the front, a great avenue evolved, and the black lotus appeared, he was independent of the black lotus, like a god, and the whole person had a faint magic light. The enchantment began to expand, and it was unusually solid, and there were patterns in it, like a hell killing array, once you fell into it, you would die for a lifetime.

Zhu Yuan didn't care, his black hair flew upside down, and he said softly: "This is what it looks like." ”

The two monks were frightened, knowing that something was wrong, and this mind alone was not simple.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

The enchantment quickly skimmed through the space and shrouded Zhu Yuan.

Black Lotus killed with countless spears and flowers, and the magic light shot wantonly, killing Zhu Yuan.

The surrounding stars mutated, the sound of King Kong fission appeared, the spear flower was devoured and entered, without the slightest ripple, and the clouds changed, resisting the enchantment.

The two looked at each other, shocked.

"Dare to ask Brother Tai who is a master?" the monk on the left had a bitter face, and he could not move forward in the slightest if he broke the can.

Zhu Yuan smiled lightly and said, "It seems that the Cloud Less Sword can't prove it yet." What about this one!"

The Dao Pattern Technique appeared, and countless spells were generated around Zhu Yuan.

flash

Zhu Yuan disappeared into the consciousness of all the monks in less than a second.

Be careful

The tip of the cloudless sword pierced into the shoulder of the spear flower monk, and the blood flower scattered to the earth, without stopping, pulling it out, blowing away the blood indifferently, with a normal expression, flashing, and a hundred meters away.

The guns sparkled, leaving no trace behind. The monk took out the elixir and swallowed it immediately, and it took him a long time to recover.

Zhu Yuan was amazed and said, "There is such a miracle medicine." Now be careful. I'm coming again. ”

Four words flashed in the hearts of the two of them, Dao Tattoo Master.

This kind of transfer of Dao pattern is definitely only depicted by Dao pattern masters, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable, and you can't figure it out even if you have a transcendent sense. And it is an instantaneous portrayal, which is even more terrifying than the monks of the five mountains and six mountains.

How can you fight this, this kid has always been light and light, and he has kept such a hand, and if he continues to fight, ten more will not be enough to kill.

The two of them retreated in their hearts.

Half an hour has passed, although the two of them are invincible, they are also monks of the Four Mountains, and self-preservation is not a problem, and there is one more realm, and there are a lot of broken yuan stores, and they still have a chance.

If they knew that Zhu Yuan had two beads of spirit grass in his heart, more than twice the sum of their broken yuan, they didn't know how to feel.

Again, Zhu Yuan flashed and attacked with a cloudless sword.

The man with the spear flower narrowly avoided it, wandering in the void, not daring to stay. Within half an hour, he had suffered more than ten surprise attacks in a row, exhausted, and his wounds, which had already healed, had a tendency to collapse at this moment.

He couldn't take it anymore, he was going crazy.

The Broken Jar Monk was also in pain, the enchantment could not be controlled, and his attack was like a chicken rib.

The two of them didn't have the slightest recourse, but they were turned around by Zhu Yuan.

Another half an hour passed, and the two of them were completely discouraged, and Zhu Yuan on the other side was still alive and well.

Finally, the two looked at each other and decided to strike the last blow, and if they continued to fight, they would be exhausted to death if they were not killed.

Within an hour, Zhu Yuan sent out more than thirty flashes, making them exhausted.

"Can't help it? I haven't had enough. ”

play

Everyone was speechless for a while, and they were all going to be played to death by you.

Yu Chenglong finally gave birth to a trace of fear, he was originally a monk of the Three Mountains, and he had always been pampered, so he saw this posture and felt uneasy, but he held back and continued to watch.

After the broken jar was lifted into the air, the monk began to wander through the void as if he were casting a spell.

The black lotus fused with it, the Dao Dao Divine Pattern appeared, and a majestic and monstrous soul wave appeared, and the spell was highlighted, becoming a world of its own. Both monks gave it their all, evolving the last, most powerful blow.

The spear towered, like a sword in the sky, and the spear light spread overhead, holding it in both hands, and with a loud shout, it instantly tore through the void.

Black lotus, broken can impact.

The entire sky was locked, and countless broken yuan condensed into a gun to kill Zhu Yuan.

The sky darkened and sparks flew everywhere.

The breath of all the people shrank, like death descending, and the cry of sorrow never sleeps.

Zhu Yuan is like a strong man who is accustomed to seeing the wind and clouds, passing by with his back, the cloudless sword appears, the sword moves are pervasive, the power of the stars and clouds is blessed, the divine light is full, the blazing energy surrounds, and white becomes the main tone.

A black and white world collides.

The enchantment shattered, the mountain peaks cracked, and a deep pit appeared more than ten meters, and the energy was uncontrollable at all, and it rushed out wildly for ten minutes.

The enchantment of four or five mountain peaks shattered, rose upside down, and turned into nothingness, and the sky seemed to be shattered, and the dust flew into the sky, and the spirit beasts hissed.

Hundreds of miles away, seeing thick dust rising from the surface, you can imagine the intensity of the battle.

Zhu Yuan stood on the spot, half-kneeling, his mouth bleeding, this battle was the most cruel battle in his life.

He didn't use Shending to let himself know how strong his combat power was.

The two four mountains are by no means my end, just the starting point.

On the other hand, the sword marks in the hole in the chest of the broken pot monk penetrated, and those who died could not die.

The Spear Flower Monk was full of sword moves, not in shape, his clothes were not complete, his eyes were dull, and he was dead.

Many old people in retreat were alarmed, and their divine senses were rampant, intending to find out.

A god-endowed monk can be called the head of a religion or the emperor of a country.

Everyone was frightened by the beating, and shouted that the young master fled for his life.

Take Yu Chenglong to the back mountain.

Zhu Yuandao was portrayed and said to Yu Chenglong: Where are you going?