As a Jindan Zhenren, even in the Tang royal family, King Zhao is also the top handful.

In order to win over the Wanfa Sect before, the Tang clan took out a heaven-level mid-grade flying sword, and King Zhao's own use was naturally not far behind.

It is also a heaven-level mid-grade flying sword, this red dragon sword is completely in line with King Zhao's fire lotus platform, and has been warmed by him for many years, if it is calculated according to Shen Yu's combat power evaluation system, the increase has reached at least two times.

At this time, he made a move with anger, and a red light swept out with a rolling wave of fire, like a fire dragon, and the momentum was amazing.

Everywhere the sword light, the air seemed to be burned, exuding a pungent smell of gunfire.

Mu Zhenren watched from the sidelines, his eyes showing envy.

With his ability in the late stage of Jindan, but he didn't dare to ignore it in the face of this sword, this red dragon sword, even in the Tang clan, can be called a top treasure.

When the fire dragon came to his face, the middle-aged man was even more angry, looked up, and shouted: "What a big dog guts!"

Before he finished speaking, six crystals flashed in front of him, each of which was only the size of a fingertip, forming a six-pointed star in the air, and then outward, turning into a piece of silver light, towards the Red Dragon Sword.

Two touches, King Zhao was overjoyed, the silver light was vulnerable, directly turned into pieces of broken luminous light scattered and flew away, the red dragon sword was full of fire, and he drove straight in, and he was about to cut the middle-aged man under the sword.

The power of the heaven-level flying sword, even if it is the peak of Jindan, what can it be? As long as it is hit, if you don't die, you have to lose half of your life!

"You can't do that, do you?"

In the crowd on both sides, the Elder Su's eyes flashed and his expression was surprised.

Wan Yue's identity was too conspicuous to be used more, and after cleaning up Wan Miaomiao, Shen Yu had already changed roles.

In the name of the sect master, with no intention to calculate, it was naturally easy to clean up this Qitang elder who was just a heart-warming primitive, and he didn't use the emperor's soul, and the little guy just spit out a bubble and it was done.

Then it's time to compete in acting!

In the name of the elder of the Qitang, when King Zhao first ordered the opening of the Three Immortals Heavenly Array, he agreed to it and delayed it for a day.

But the next day, he couldn't live or die, even if Mu Zhenren came to the door, he didn't give in half a step, and he was beaten up, but he successfully won another day.

The time card is just right!

But the one who came here is too vegetable, right?

You must know that in the life of the Immortal Emperor of Chongguang, there was a master of the Yuan Infant Realm, and Shen Yu was still waiting for him to fight with the Yuan Infant Realm of the Tang Kingdom...

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he smiled bitterly.

In the life of the Sogo Immortal Emperor, it was more than twenty years after the destruction of the Enlightenment Sect, and when he fled far away and came back to take revenge after his cultivation, it would be another few decades, such a long time, how could that nobleman's subordinates not grow?

I walked into a misunderstanding and didn't realize it, and I was really a little ridiculous...

In the blink of an eye, the fiery dragon was already approaching.

"Coiled Dragon!"

The middle-aged man's expression did not move, he snorted in a low voice, and with one finger, in the air, the shattered glow suddenly swirled, turning into a cyclone connected from end to end, closing inward.

"Aang..."

With a clattering squeeze, the Red Dragon Sword let out a low chirp, and the flames splashed everywhere, and Shengsheng was trapped in it, unable to advance an inch again.

"This..."King Zhao's face turned pale, and on the side, Mu Zhenren's expression changed, and he hurriedly came to the rescue and led his sword forward.

"Soil Chicken Tile Dog!" In the sneer of the middle-aged man, the Red Dragon Sword screamed sadly.

When Mu Zhenren's sword light approached, he stretched out his fingers and flicked it.

A little black shadow broke through the air, and with a crisp sound of 'bang', Mu Zhenren's flying sword was directly knocked into the air, and the black shadow showed its true face, which was a black and shiny bead, the size of a fist, covered with brown lines.

This change came too quickly, and it was only then that an exclamation came from the main hall, and King Zhao's guards also reacted and pounced with a loud shout.

The middle-aged man had just entered the main hall, and if you want to talk about the distance, these guards were closer, and as soon as they made a move, more than a dozen sword lights mixed with a piece of magic light rushed towards him overwhelmingly.

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man exhaled, the sound was like thunder, and the entire hall resounded with a buzzing sound, including the elders of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, everyone's chests were stuffy, and they almost didn't spurt blood.

Although there were many of those guards, their cultivation was not too high, except for a few who were excited, the rest of them suddenly turned pale.

Under the huge shock of divine consciousness, where will the magic weapons summoned and the spells used still have accurate heads, nine times out of ten there is no direction, and the rest are easily defeated by the beads summoned by the middle-aged man.

Shen Yu was also shocked, a trace of blood hung on the corners of his mouth, and he shrank behind the Lu family brothers.

This middle-aged man just drank with a knowledge technique, which was not a big deal for a guy like him who had been tossed by the emperor's soul more than a dozen times, but the strength of this divine sense was indeed a little amazing, didn't you see that the Lu family brothers in front of him were a little shaky by this drink?

If you talk about the cross-border requirements of the law, this drink, isn't the realm displayed by this person to be the realm of the primordial infant?

However, if it is the Yuan Infant Realm, where does he still need to use the Dharma, it is to sweep directly.

From this point of view, this guy is really talented, and the strength of this divine sense alone far surpasses that of ordinary monks.

But that's just right!

If it was really the Yuanying Realm, what Shen Yu was planning would have become a real firefight, and now this guy's strength is good, but the realm has not reached that point, it couldn't be more perfect.

King Zhao and the others made repeated moves, and finally completely angered the middle-aged man.

After drinking, he clenched his right hand, and the silver cyclone in the air suddenly retracted inward, and the mournful sound of the Red Dragon Sword stopped abruptly, King Zhao's body trembled, his eyes were scattered, and with a 'poof' sound, a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out.

Mu Zhenren's flying sword was knocked away before, and he finally controlled the castration, so he was shocked by this loud shout, and he was shocked, but at this time, when he saw that King Zhao was injured, he could only bite the bullet and shoot again.

As an offering, everything needed on weekdays is provided by the main family, and naturally you have to pay corresponding obligations, which is an iron law to be pursued in the entire Kunlun realm.

If he escapes at this time, as long as the soul card is still in the hands of the Tang clan, the world is so big, he may not be able to find a place to stay.

After all, Mu Zhenren is a master in the late stage of Jindan, and his strength is still above King Zhao, seeing that the middle-aged man has a method of trapping treasures, he simply used the spell directly, pinched the spell, groaned, and his arms were wrong with each other, and he pulled out a turquoise air arrow and shot straight out.

"Poison law, this guy is dead!"

Behind the Lu brothers, Shen Yu's eyes lit up, and he felt that this Tang clan worship was really intimate, a good person!