Chapter 499: Swinging a sword to break an immortal's arm

The opponent's initial light attack gave Meng Juntong a good start, giving her the upper hand as soon as she first met. However, the methods of a cultivator of the Xiaodao Venerable level would never be something that ordinary people could imagine.

After escaping, Huang Zi Lao Dao summoned his imitation Wind and Thunder Twin Swords. Even if this treasure is less than one-tenth of the real treasure, it is still not to be underestimated in the hands of this Jindan Xiaodao Venerable.

Meng Juntong is not without magic weapons, in fact, Bai Ze in the Spirit Rhino Chain has communicated with Meng Juntong several times, hoping that she can summon Bai Ze's sword armor as soon as possible, so that it will be of great help in both attack and defense.

And Meng Juntong doesn't need to borrow cultivation from Bai Ze, Bai Ze's own great realm has entered the level of Xiao Daozun, so Meng Juntong does not have the cultivation of Xiao Daozun, but the Bai Ze armor used has reached this level, and after mutual blessing, the gap between Bai Ze and the yellow purple old Dao is not as big as imagined.

But I don't know what Meng Juntong's considerations were, she never used the Spirit Rhino Chain to summon Bai Ze's sword armor to come out to assist her in battle.

Maybe this time she really wants to rely on her own strength to compete with strong enemies, this way's practice, Meng Juntong doesn't care if she is not hardworking, but in the later stage, her attention is more inclined to the cultivation of the dream path. As for the martial arts to be able to enter the little grandmaster, it was completely an unavoidable opportunity created by Wei Wuji for her.

In the battle of life and death, Meng Juntong has experienced, the battle royale with Lu Weilou, the life and death fight with the danger, the disparity with the Beiyue Mountain God, and the battle of wits and courage with the black Jiao and the white python, Meng Juntong feels that these experiences should have a more significant and prominent improvement in his tempering.

In front of too powerful opponents, she didn't dare to test this, and at the moment, this little Daozun, although his strength was terrifying, but it didn't make Meng Juntong feel invincible, she felt that this might be an opportunity, and she really had to take care of what level her skills were at right now.

The wind was howling, the thunder was shaking, and the two bands of light full of destructive power were slamming towards Meng Juntong, Huang Zi Lao Dao shot ruthlessly, and the speed of the hand was getting faster and faster, so fast that people couldn't see the shape of the sleeves of his arms and robes, and they could only see bursts and afterimages constantly hunting.

Meng Juntong also used her own body technique to the extreme, and practiced it in dodging the wind and thunder, relying on the precise guidance of her spiritual power, coupled with the rapid reaction of her physical body, she broke through the void and avoided the reality, and fought with Huang Zi Lao Dao in an incredible attitude.

Although the old Taoist priest in the yellow scarf and purple robe did not show it on his face, he had already set off a stormy wave in his heart.

Over the years, in the Great Chu Cultivation Realm, he Han Shen has already been a giant powerhouse second only to his elder brother and ancestor, and he can casually call the wind and rain, and in the eyes of the world, he is an out-and-out great immortal.

Since he formed the Jin Dan, he has never fought with people so seriously, and he can't imagine that such a young woman can show such terrifying combat power, and the storm attack of the wind and thunder swords can still appear smooth and not embarrassed, which is compared to the previous secret move, and was beaten with a punch and a kick and lost face, this girl has already taken a big advantage.

Han Shen, who is yellow and purple, as the protector of the genius Han Jing of Bixiao Palace, has to seek justice from Meng Juntong's master and apprentice no matter what, of course, this justice is justice in the eyes of their Bixiao Palace people.

The speed of the Wind and Thunder Twin Swords is still improving, but Meng Juntong's dodge ability has gradually reached the extreme, before and after, she was hit by the body four times, three times the Wind Sword, and one Thunder Sword. Fortunately, Meng Juntong was physically strong, and none of the three swords hit her vital point.

Seeing that the wind and thunder swords formed a web and began to shrink inward, the rapidly intertwined sword qi was clearly about to surround Meng Juntong to death inside.

In desperation, Meng Juntong could only cast the last teleportation charm. However, this time she did not appear at Han Shen's side and attacked again.

Han Shen was much sharper, and after seeing Meng Juntong suddenly disappear, he subconsciously turned on his talisman golden light to the extreme, for fear that the other party would highlight his extreme physical output. Although his immortal body is tough and will not be easily traumatized, the appearance of being beaten is not good-looking after all.

Meng Juntong made a voice about two hundred steps away from Han Shen, her breathing was very rapid, but she was not disordered at all.

Meng Juntong stretched out his hand to gently support his knees, leaning over and taking a deep breath to regulate his inner breath.

"What's the matter, this can't be moved? Ignorant baby, this is for you to know how powerful you are to offend Bixiao Palace. This time, Han Shen no longer had the generosity of the previous three moves, and used a shrinking magic power, which suddenly shortened the distance between him and Meng Juntong from two hundred steps to only one hundred steps.

The corners of Meng Juntong's eyes lit up slightly, and the movements of his hands seemed to be instinctive.

In the distance, Han Shen's figure was still standing there, but he himself had already appeared above Meng Juntong, and he really had to slash out two swords to kill Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong raised a spiritual shield and blocked the two slashes, and with a muffled sound, the spiritual shield in Meng Juntong's hand instantly shattered, turning into light foam and dissipating, but with this instantaneous block, Meng Juntong's body slid out of the position of more than ten steps behind.

"I think that cultivators don't dare to fight in close combat, isn't it really too much to underestimate us cultivators? Han Shen looked at Meng Juntong who was flipped over in embarrassment and slid out of the water with a large wave of waves, and sneered and mocked.

"yes, it's good to dare to fight in close combat. Meng Juntong's voice sounded from behind Han Shen this time.

Han Shen was stunned for a moment, he clearly felt that his attack really hit the target, and knocked it away, when did Meng Juntong turn behind him.

Before he had time to think about it, Han Shen's Wind and Thunder Twin Swords beckoned behind him at the same time, but the action of swinging the sword was only halfway through, and with a snow-bright silver-white sword light swept by, his left arm holding the cyan wind sword swiped with a bang, and it actually spun and flew out.

Meng Juntong snatched the green sword on the broken arm into his hand, blocked it with his backhand, and blocked the unstoppable purple sword slash.

Meng Juntong was directly slashed out by Han Shen's profound Taoism, but there was still a lot of her taking advantage of the situation, and this retreat actually retreated to five hundred steps away, which was already close to the position on the north bank of the Luojiang River.

So the people watching the battle were stunned, if the previous advantage was to slap Bixiao Palace's face, then now directly cutting off one of Han Shen's arms, this is undoubtedly digging the flesh of Bixiao Palace.

Meng Juntong held the Bai Ze Sword upside down in one hand and the Wind Thunder Qing Sword in the other, looking coldly at Han Shen who was standing in place, staring at Han Shen with a broken arm, the corners of her mouth were a trace of bright red, just blocked the blow of the purple sword, she was injured much more severely than she had seen.